Days passed by.
After Vice President Beaufort intervened and helped Lancelot retrieve the downlines and credits from Raquel's business, Raquel's subsequent expansion proceeded smoothly.
Fifteen days later, he had developed eight downlines, and the scale of credit redemption had rapidly increased. He had moved beyond the category of "peddler" and was now considered a somewhat prominent figure in this circle.
All of this was inseparable from the intimidating presence of Lancelot's name, especially after Beaufort almost openly stood with him.
However, even the largest market for private credit redemption has its limits.
The cake was only so big; if Lancelot took more, everyone else took less.
These vested interest groups can now watch Raquel's business grow because Lancelot's "Intimidation limit" hasn't been reached yet.
Once a business reaches a certain scale, someone will inevitably step in to stop it.
No matter how exceptionally talented someone is, their Intimidation power is always limited until they mature.
Moreover, during this time, Lancelot often chatted with Beaufort, gaining a deeper understanding of the private credit exchange market.
Beaufort did not hide many unknown secrets and told Lancelot everything.
First, only students can participate in this business; no teacher or school leader may participate in any form.
This inside story undoubtedly reveals that the college turns a blind eye to the unauthorized exchange of academic credits.
They are even quite lenient, precisely to give students more opportunities and fields to demonstrate their abilities.
Secondly, the Student Council is the real mastermind behind this business.
According to Beaufort, Student Council union officers account for a full 80% of the private credit exchange.
The remaining 20% is reserved for other students.
80%, less than 100 people shared it.
20%, but it's shared by 20,000 to 30,000 people...
The gap between the rich and the poor is simply too vast.
Lancelot was not surprised by this.
Whether it's past lives, present lives, or the Astral Realm.
The largest amount of resources and wealth are often concentrated in the hands of a small number of people.
There may be a redistribution of wealth at some point, but as time goes by, as long as the selfishness and greed of intelligent beings do not disappear, the same phenomenon will one day occur again.
Lancelot himself was not immune to this.
He also has greed and selfish desires, even more so than ordinary people—countless times greater.
Ambition and power are always directly proportional.
Unlike ordinary people, true strong people can suppress their petty desires and pursue their greater desires!
What is the Great Desire? Immortal, becoming a god or ancestor, ruling over the universe...
That said, after learning the inside story of the private credit exchange, Lancelot understood that there was only one way to make a name for himself in this field.
The Holy Sword Ranking!
Only those who rank high on the Holy Sword Ranking can enter the Student Council and gain the right to share the spoils.
Furthermore, the top 1,000 on the Holy Sword Ranking all receive academic credit rewards.
It happens every month.
The higher the ranking, the more credits you receive each month.
Milton, who is ranked number one, is said to earn a whopping 2,000 credits a month.
That adds up to 24,000 credits in a year.
This is such a huge sum of money, more than enough for Lancelot to successfully master the Tree of Life Innovation Skill.
Furthermore, the top-ranked student on the Holy Sword Ranking automatically becomes the Student Council.
Milton alone received a full 20% of the market share from private credit redemption.
Just think about it and you'll realize how much profit is involved.
Therefore, the core principle of the Holy Sword boils down to only one thing: the strong prevail!
As dawn broke and sunlight streamed into the room through the window, Lancelot got out of bed. He had been practicing late into the night and had finally mastered the 352nd movement of the "Holy Sword Gene Training Method."
This Gene Training Method becomes increasingly difficult as you progress, requiring coordinated physical and Divine Power, making it complex, varied, and extremely challenging to improve upon.
But Lancelot still persisted in his daily practice.
By simultaneously pursuing both the Virtual Universe and the Sword Marrow, he believed that his progress in the "Holy Sword Gene Training Method" was no less than that of any student in the history of the Holy Sword.
"Today is the freshman competition. I wonder how things are going with senior Beaufort," Lancelot thought as he dressed.
After washing up and having breakfast, Lancelot lay down in the consciousness connection pod and entered the Virtual Universe.
The freshman competition is not held in reality, but in an arena in Virtual Universe.
Here, you can use any means necessary to kill; you can unleash your full power.
Furthermore, access to the Virtual Universe is free for first-grade students today.
A whole day, 24 hours.
That's equivalent to saving 72 credits.
Many freshmen are eager to take advantage of the deals.
Lancelot was no exception. Although he had a lot of credits, he needed them for many things. Credits were being spent like water every day, so every little bit saved was precious. Frugality was something ingrained in him.
Upon entering the Virtual Universe, Lancelot's vision blurred, and he found himself in an unfamiliar space.
It looks like an ancient gladiatorial arena, much like the venue for the final entrance exam of the Joint Entrance Examination.
In front of them was a large iron cage containing a roaring black tiger, its skin shimmering with a metallic sheen.
Black Iron Tiger, a very common monster species, with Lower Transcendent bloodline.
However, the one before Lancelot had reached the peak of the Tier Four.
"Looks like the test is selective," Lancelot muttered.
The strength of this Black Iron Tiger should be roughly the same as the strength he demonstrated in the final stage of the test.
"However, I'm not the same person I used to be." Lancelot grinned and began the test.
With a clang, the iron cage opened, and the Black Iron Tiger transformed into a black lightning bolt, pouncing out. Lancelot, as if rooted to the ground, remained motionless, coldly watching the charging black tiger, and kicked out.
Sizzle~
Entrained by the electric current, this already powerful kick was like an intercontinental ballistic missile, instantly tearing through the air and striking the Black Iron Tiger's hard head.
Because of its incredible speed, Black Iron Tiger didn't have time to react before being hit. It screamed and spun away, struggling for a long time before finally getting up. But it didn't dare to go any further and instead circled around Lancelot.
"The realism is very high. Or is this thing actually a projection of the consciousness of a real Black Iron Tiger?" Lancelot pondered for a moment, then shook his head, stopped worrying, and took the initiative to attack.
In just over ten seconds, Black Iron Tiger was completely killed by him, and his figure vanished.
"Hehe, now it's time for the arena battle, let's see if Beaufort's friend in the academic affairs office will succeed." Lance chuckled.
Half an hour later, all the basic tests ended, and the top-ranked freshmen competed in a tournament format.
Lancelot was the 12th to enter the arena, and his opponent was none other than the Blood Clan boy, Peidasi.
Although he was admitted without examination, Peidasi had to participate in the freshman competition; otherwise, would he still be considered a student of the Holy Sword Academy?
When Peidasi stepped into the ring, his face was stiff and looked terrible.
Lancelot, on the other hand, wore a smile and was eager to try.
Beaufort is impressive; he gives this underhanded operation a perfect score.
"So, are you ready to get a beating?" Lancelot rubbed his wrist and slowly walked towards Peidasi.