Chapter 91

In the elegantly decorated office, a burly man with thick eyebrows sat in his office chair, tapping his fingers on the desk and flipping through a thick resume in his hand.

Ding ding ding!

"Come in," the man with thick eyebrows said in a low voice.

"Brother Zhang, I've taken care of the matter you asked me to handle," Wu Yi gently opened the door, cautiously walked in, and nervously stood in front of the desk. Although this wasn't the first time he had met Zhang Luowei, the leader of Shadow, he always felt immense pressure and spoke with great caution.

In the Shadow studio, apart from Lan Hailong, Zhang Luowei had the greatest power and prestige. Zhang Luowei was the champion of the university-wide martial arts competition at Jinhai University and a strong contender for the city-wide martial arts competition. Even Lan Hailong had to show him respect. To a large extent, Shadow's fame in the school was due to Zhang Luowei's reputation.

"Sit down, let's talk," Zhang Luowei put the resume aside and pointed to the leather sofa in front of the desk. Despite his seemingly friendly demeanor, Wu Yi knew that beneath it lay a terrifying abyss. Zhang Luowei was ruthless, which was why he could keep martial arts experts like Zhou Yuhu in line.

Wu Yi thought for a moment, organized his words, and said, "Brother Zhang, the others have all agreed, but Heizi is like a stone in a latrine, stubborn and stinky. He refuses to come and has joined a new studio called Zero Wing. He even said he looks down on a trash studio like Shadow."

"Refuses to come? And joined Zero Wing?" Zhang Luowei smiled with a hint of amusement, but his eyes flashed with a cold glint. "What's the background of this Zero Wing studio? I've never heard of it in the school."

"Brother Zhang, Zero Wing is a new studio started by a fourth-year student named Shi Feng. I heard they have nothing, and they only bought their gaming equipment today. But this guy is quite wealthy, offering Heizi a monthly salary of 20,000 credits. He also told me not to keep trying to poach members from other studios and to focus on our own territory." Wu Yi spoke with feigned anger, "When I heard this, I couldn't stand it. They're just a new studio, yet they dare to challenge us, Shadow. Brother Zhang, why don't I take some people to put them in their place?"

"Shi Feng, huh? That name sounds familiar." Zhang Luowei frowned slightly, trying to remember where he had heard the name, but after a long while, he shook his head and said, "Forget about them. In a few days, the school will hold its annual social event, which is a great opportunity for Shadow to rise. We don't have time to waste on these small studios."

"By the way, organize the new recruits and get them to level up quickly. The various guilds in Baihe City will soon start competing for the first clear of the 20-man team dungeon. We must also secure the first clear of a level 5 team dungeon."

"Yes, Brother Zhang, you can count on me. I'll make sure they level up to 5 as quickly as possible," Wu Yi promised, patting his chest.

On the other side, Shi Feng took Heizi to buy two high-end virtual helmets.

Although current virtual reality technology is advanced, ordinary helmets are cheap and designed for the masses, with a virtual reality level of only 80%. However, high-end virtual helmets have a virtual reality level of 90%, making the five senses more acute in the Divine Realm. This small difference can determine the outcome in battles where every millimeter counts.

Battles in the Divine Realm are always a matter of life and death, and losing once can cost a lot of experience and skill proficiency. Therefore, formal members of large studios are all equipped with high-end virtual helmets.

Previously, they couldn't afford even ordinary helmets, but now that they had money, they couldn't afford to fall behind in this area.

After buying the high-end helmets, Shi Feng found a nice restaurant, ordered some high-end nutritious meals, and discussed the studio's future development with Heizi while they ate.

This made Heizi feel as if he were in a dream. It had only been three days since the Divine Realm opened, and not only had the helmet issue been resolved, but Shi Feng had also taken him to a high-end restaurant to discuss the studio's development.

Even more incredible was that Shi Feng had given him a monthly salary of 20,000 credits without hesitation. A monthly salary of 20,000 credits was the dream income for many college students, but he had received such a salary without doing much to help Shi Feng. Although he didn't say it out loud, he was deeply moved and felt he owed Shi Feng. He secretly vowed to work harder to help Shi Feng in any way he could.

Shi Feng and Heizi talked all day, carefully planning the studio's future development and preparing to officially recruit people like Ji Mo Ruxue to form a true studio. The remaining tasks were to find an office location and manage equipment purchases.

"Brother Feng, leave this to me. I have free time during the day, and you're already busy leveling up and making money. Since I'm majoring in economics and management, I can put my skills to good use. I guarantee you'll be satisfied," Heizi volunteered, eager to start immediately.

"Alright, I'll leave it to you," Shi Feng smiled, feeling very confident with Heizi in charge.

After parting ways, Shi Feng sent a message to his parents and sent them 3,000 credits, telling them not to send him living expenses anymore. He had found a good job and could support himself.

Shi Feng didn't plan to tell his parents everything. If he suddenly told them he had earned over 200,000 credits in a few days, they might not be able to handle it. It was better to take it slowly, like boiling a frog in warm water, gradually increasing the amount of money he sent, so they could slowly accept it and find it reasonable.

At 7 PM, after eating, Shi Feng drank a C-grade nutritional potion, put on his new high-end virtual helmet, and began his conquest of the Divine Realm.

This time, when he entered the Divine Realm, everything felt different. The cool breeze, the sound of water flowing into the pool, the clear scratches and rust on the steel walls, and the faint smell of oil all made him feel more at ease.

Shi Feng stretched on the stairs, drew his twin swords, and swung them in a series of dazzling sword flowers. The sword shadows appeared and disappeared, giving a sense of unpredictability.

"Hmm, finally, it feels like playing the Divine Realm in my previous life," Shi Feng stopped, satisfied with his current state.

In his previous life, he had always used a virtual reality pod, which had a virtual reality level of over 97%. In the Divine Realm, if it weren't for the various system bars and status indicators, it would be hard to distinguish between reality and virtuality.

After adapting to his body, Shi Feng felt it was time to search for the Titan's Heart.