This was Chen Ping's real objective.
How much could he make from massages? Even adding extra time all day wouldn't bring in much!
After all, he was a young man who had grown up amid the collision of two models of human development.
Even if he'd never personally had the chance to try all those ways of raking in money fast, he'd heard about countless examples. Surely he could adapt a few.
The massages were just there for show. Even back on Blue Star in his previous life, how many people really went for their therapeutic effects? Weren't they all there for the emotional gratification the masseuses provided?
Chen Ping only needed to hire a few employees, put them through a crash course, and offer reasonably decent massage techniques.
What would really keep Shrek students coming through the door and spending money was how effective those supplements were.
That was where Chen Ping would make the bulk of his profits, and it was the technological moat that would keep others from copying him and taking a cut.
It was just that Chen Ping had been far too poor at first to open a shop. He had to earn his first pot of gold through other means.
"Can they really make you run faster and farther?"
The moment this student from Class One asked that question, Chen Ping knew his plan was already halfway to success.
When Chen Ping first discovered how poor his aptitude was, the very first thing he asked after waiting for the system to awaken was whether it had a method of refining pills that could change his fate. It didn't even need to give him the pills; he was willing to learn from scratch.
It was the Academic Genius Training System, after all. As long as