S District dormitory.
"First, ten Dragon-Tiger Elixirs, and a hundred Qi-Blood Pills!"
Completely unaffected by the principal's words, Chen Yu had barely returned to his dorm when he eagerly began spending his credits.
Dragon-Tiger Elixirs cost two hundred credits each, for a total of two thousand credits for ten.
Qi-Blood Pills cost five credits each, for a total of five hundred credits for a hundred.
That came to two thousand five hundred credits in total!
After that, Chen Yu still had eight hundred credits left. He had other uses for them, and they would also serve as a reserve in case of emergencies.
For instance, the second-floor cafeteria at Huaying Martial University—and even its dedicated gravity rooms—required credits.
Just minutes after he placed the order, a formidable expert arrived through the air.
Chen Yu had long been waiting by the door, craning his neck in anticipation.
"Chen Yu, buying so many pills at once? Are you fucking eating them like candy?" Mo Jiyang could not help saying.
Even he was stunned. It was an order worth two thousand five hundred credits; ordinary student workers did not dare deliver something like that, afraid something might go wrong.
As it happened, he was the closest one around, so the task fell onto his shoulders.
"Teacher, you know me?" Chen Yu took the box filled with Dragon-Tiger Elixirs and Qi-Blood Pills, then asked curiously.
"We're not close, but I know Fang Xiong quite well." As Mo Jiyang said that, his expression was filled with gritted-teeth resentment.
Seeing that, Chen Yu knew it was Fang Xiong's fault again. He did not ask any further questions, afraid of putting the man in an even worse mood.
Mo Jiyang left without another word.
Inside the dormitory.
"Dragon-Tiger Elixirs... I never thought I'd be able to use