I'm Level Eleven... I'm Level Fifteen

"Your Luckin Coffee."

Within a few minutes, Bai Ran came out from inside carrying three cups of Luckin Coffee: one Luckin Iced Americano and two Luckin Raw Coconut Lattes.

Judging by appearance alone, the Luckin Raw Coconut Latte was clearly much better-looking than the Luckin Iced Americano.

Black and white could still be called a sandwich cookie, but pure black, from the perspective of a drink, was more or less a little off-putting.

Even without tasting it yet, one could sense the bitterness contained within.

Excuse me, was it still possible to swap for another cup now?

The answer was definitely no.

Bai Ran: We don't support seven-day no-reason returns.

"Little Brother Bai Ran, the quality of this coconut milk isn't low, is it?"

Tang Ya picked up one of the Raw Coconut Lattes and gently shook it. Suddenly, she somewhat understood why this thing sold for 9.9 gold soul coins a cup.

Looking at the richness and thickness of this coconut milk, at the very least, it had to have come from a plant-type soul beast over a thousand years old.

"It's all right, I guess. It's just from a ten-thousand-year Bobo Coconut Tree."

What a pity. If it had been a hundred-thousand-year Bobo Coconut Tree...

Aside from the Raw Coconut Latte, Bai Ran felt he could also make another cup of "Iced Coconut Latte," "Raw Coconut Velvet Latte," or "Frozen Coconut Latte," and so on.

However, before drinking the Raw Coconut Latte, given his relationship with the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, the fact that the other party was willing to bring him a ten-thousand-year Bobo Coconut Tree was already more than generous.

If not for the fact that soul beasts below ten thousand years had not developed intelligence and could not carry out a sacrifice, Bai Ran's first soul ring would probably have been downgraded to the thousand-year level.

"Coconut milk from a ten-thousand-year Bobo Coconut Tree?"

Hearing this, Tang Ya hurriedly took a sip.

All she could say was that he was worthy of being Master Ye's own nephew. Products from a ten-thousand-year soul beast like this were basically priceless on the market.

Yet now, he had actually used it to make a drink.

Mm, good thing little Yuhao had switched to another product.

Even if the coconut milk content in this cup of coffee was not high, it still was not something a rank-eleven soul master like him could withstand—especially since his first soul ring was only a ten-year soul ring, and his physical constitution was much weaker than others his age.

Even if drinking it would not make him explode and die, the harm would still far outweigh the benefits.

"Huh?"

The moment the silky coconut milk, wrapped around the coffee liquid, entered her mouth, Tang Ya was instantly amazed.

She had never drunk coconut milk from a ten-thousand-year coconut tree, but Tang Ya had drunk coconut milk from thousand-year coconut trees a few times before.

Plain coconut milk definitely did not have this flavor.

Using a ten-point scoring standard, Tang Ya could only give a cup of coconut milk 5 points. But this cup of Luckin Raw Coconut Latte? She could give it a 9.9. The missing 0.1 point was because she was afraid he would get cocky.

"Is it really that good?"

Seeing Tang Ya clutch that cup of Raw Coconut Latte tightly and refuse to let go, looking exactly like she was guarding her food...

Beibei, feeling curious, also picked up the other cup of Luckin Raw Coconut Latte.

"Mm!"

As the Raw Coconut Latte entered his mouth, Beibei's eyes could not help lighting up as well.

All the various drinks he had tasted in the past paled in comparison before this cup of Luckin Raw Coconut Latte. How could there be such a delicious drink in this world? (Luckin Coffee, pay up.)

Seeing Teacher Xiao Ya and Senior Brother Beibei reveal such blissful little expressions, Huo Yuhao also became filled with curiosity toward this drink called Luckin Coffee.

They were both Luckin Coffee. Though the names were different, surely it would not taste that bad, right?

Seeing Huo Yuhao pick up that cup of Luckin Iced Americano...

As the store manager, Bai Ran could not help silently counting down in his heart.

3, 2, 1.

The scene he had expected did not occur.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao merely furrowed his brows tightly. He did not, like the Three-Eyed Golden Lion back then, spit out all the coffee in his mouth.

Huo Yuhao: You've got to be kidding. This thing costs 9.9 gold soul coins a cup. Even if it's poison, I'm swallowing it.

Though Americano coffee was bitter, to Huo Yuhao, who had experienced far too much suffering since childhood, what did this bit of bitterness amount to?

More importantly, right after he drank this cup of Luckin Iced Americano...

Brother Sky Dream's voice suddenly rang out in his spiritual sea.

Sky Dream Iceworm: Yuhao, what have you done?!

Huo Yuhao: Wh-what's wrong, Brother Sky Dream?

Huo Yuhao was startled, thinking there was something wrong with the Luckin Iced Americano in his hand, and quickly stopped drinking.

Sky Dream Iceworm: Yuhao, don't stop! Keep going!

Huo Yuhao: No, Brother Sky Dream, why are you talking in fits and starts?

Sky Dream Iceworm: Oh, Yuhao, you don't understand. Just now, after you drank that thing, your spiritual sea expanded by an extremely tiny degree. Your current spiritual power can't sense it, sure, but who is your Brother Sky Dream? Even the slightest change can still be detected.

Huo Yuhao: Brother Sky Dream, what do you mean by that?

Sky Dream Iceworm: To put it simply, that thing you drank can increase the strength of your spiritual power.

Huo Yuhao: Really?!

Huo Yuhao was overwhelmed with excitement. A treasure that could increase spiritual strength was something one could only encounter by chance and never seek out. Forget 9.9 gold soul coins—even adding a long string of "0"s after it, the kind you could only see in Chengdu, would not be excessive.

Sky Dream Iceworm: When has your Brother Sky Dream ever lied to you? But the increase isn't large. If you can drink one cup every day, it would help you a lot.

One cup every day?

Hearing Brother Sky Dream's words, the light in Huo Yuhao's eyes instantly dimmed.

His monthly subsidy was only just enough to buy a single cup.

Sigh...

That one sigh contained endless helplessness.

Huo Yuhao: Once, an opportunity to become stronger was placed right in front of me, but because I had no yuan, I had no fate with it.

"Boss Bai, does this coffee have the effect of increasing spiritual power?"

Because he did not know him, Huo Yuhao did not choose to address him the same way Teacher Xiao Ya did.

"Mm, perhaps it does, but that effect should only work on beings whose soul power level is lower than mine."

Hearing Huo Yuhao say this, Bai Ran felt that the Sky Dream Iceworm within the other party's spiritual sea must have discovered something.

But thinking of how neither he himself nor the soul masters who had drunk Iced Americano had noticed any increase in spiritual power—even his uncle, whose soul power level had reached the eighties, had not felt anything—

Then this so-called spiritual-power-increasing effect probably only worked on guys whose soul power level was lower than his own.

"Lower than your soul power level? Boss Bai, I'm already level eleven."

"I'm level fifteen."

Huo Yuhao: Huh?

Sky Dream Iceworm: Huh?

Beibei: Huh?

Tang Ya: Huh?

Tang Ya's reaction was a little slow, so she was the last one to process it.

Shrek Academy's current admission standards had been lowered quite a bit compared with before. As long as one's soul power level reached fifteen, one could take the entrance examination.

Judging from the fact that Bai Ran had reached level fifteen at his age, he was an outright monster.

For a moment, Huo Yuhao's confidence took something of a blow.

It was one thing for his soul power to be worse than his peers', but now even a six-year-old little brat had a higher soul power level than him.

Th-this had to be a joke, right?