Long Hengxu Teaches Lin An: Capital Turns the Suffering of the Lower Class into Teaching Resources

A trace of disdain flashed through Long Hengxu's eyes.

He had no desire to interact with paupers, afraid their poverty might rub off on him.

But on second thought, he seemed unable to beat him.

Wu Zhangkong paid no attention to Long Hengxu's strange look.

He truly was short on money now—desperately so.

The monthly cost of maintaining Long Bing in the Spirit Realm was an astronomical sum.

The money he had earned from streaming, advertising deals, and selling Soul Tools had basically all been poured into it.

Especially two days ago, when Long Bing had nearly truly dissipated because she had been reluctant to spend money.

Fortunately, he had paid for a membership that allowed real-time monitoring. Otherwise, he would never have forgiven himself for the rest of his life.

Even so, the emergency rescue had cost another huge sum.

Thinking of Long Bing's soul body, so weak it had become transparent, his eyes were still red at that moment.

Long Hengxu coughed and hurriedly reined in his expression, sitting up straight.

"Teacher Wu, I called you here because the board has just approved a decision."

"After collective discussion, the academy is preparing to concentrate its resources on its most outstanding students and establish a special experimental class."

"It will tentatively be called—Class Zero."

He spoke extremely quickly, afraid that if he slowed down for even a second, the pauper across from him would ask to borrow money and take a share of the academy's Soul Tool reserves.

Wu Zhangkong's gaze shifted slightly.

"Will Lin An be in it?"

"The young master will definitely be in it."

Long Hengxu immediately waved a hand.

"But don't misunderstand. It isn't that we're throwing all our resources at the young master. He wouldn't even think much of what little we have."

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