Where could he get money?
This was one of the most widespread questions in any kind of society.
Previously, Su Ping had thought he would never have to consider this question again.
Yet he had never expected that, after going around in circles, how to get money would once again become a problem troubling him.
Why hadn't this Youth Professional Competition offered any cash prizes?
Wouldn't a prize of eight hundred million or a billion have solved everything?
Had anyone else heard these thoughts, someone might have smashed him to death with a brick.
The ten Emperor Tier Pet Beasts' Younglings for the top ten were already beyond monetary value.
Never mind the Dragon Pets for the top five and the other rewards.
In this world, these were all things money couldn't buy, their worth simply not something money could measure.
Rubbing his cheeks, Su Ping sat lost in thought in Old Guan's office.
Selling pet beasts was obviously out of the question. That would be drinking poison to quench his thirst. Besides, low-level pet beasts wouldn't fetch much even if he sold them, and he couldn't possibly sell his high-level ones.
What about selling resources?
Thanks to its various traits, his Beast Taming Space did indeed seem to have produced quite a few resources.
In fact, just two days ago, its first Monarch Rank plant resource had grown in that short span of time.
But even if he stripped his Beast Taming Space bare, it still seemed unlikely to solve the Heart of Myriad Spirits' financial problems anytime soon.
Besides, given a relatively short period of time, the many resources within his Beast Taming Space could potentially grow into Emperor Tier or even Saint Spirit Tier resources.
Harvesting them now just felt like such a loss.
He still needed