Chapter 17

According to the laws of the Northern Empire, once someone sells themselves into slavery, their life and death are completely controlled by their master, with no dignity. Not only is daily abuse and torture common, but even if the master chops up the slave to feed the dogs, it is not illegal.

How malicious.

However...

With the supernatural advantage of having a mobile phone, if used properly, it is not impossible to win first place in the second-year group of the mid-year competition.

He pretended to think, but had already made up his mind.

The old butler, Wang Zhong, seeing the situation was not good, quickly tugged at Lin Beichen's sleeve, shaking his head and whispering, "Young Master, don't fall for it, don't borrow..."

Wu Xiaofang smiled slightly at the scene.

"Lin classmate, you were able to defeat Feng Lun, a third-level warrior, so easily today. It's clear you've been holding back. I imagine you're aiming for a good ranking in this mid-year competition to continue staying in school. After all, there are too many people outside who want to kill you, and only the school is safe..."

"But without money for food, you'll faint from hunger before the competition even starts. How can you achieve a good ranking?"

"Hehe, it's a death sentence either way. Why not accept my help? There might still be a chance."

"As long as you're alive, there's always a chance to turn things around."

"What do you think, Lin classmate?"

Wu Xiaofang spoke calmly and confidently, waiting for a response.

He was very confident in his eloquence.

He was even more confident in his plan.

Because this was a transparent scheme.

Even if Lin Beichen, the brain-dead one, saw through it, he would still have to grit his teeth and jump in.

There was no other choice.

After a moment of feigned hesitation, Lin Beichen's face took on the look of a gambler making a last-ditch effort.

"Wu Xiaofang, you bastard, this isn't helping me at all; it's a trap. Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I can't see through such a simple trap? Hehe, you underestimate me. Do you really think I would agree to your borrowing conditions?"

He spoke with great passion.

Hearing this, Butler Wang relaxed and smiled.

Finally, the young master had become smart.

But just then, Lin Beichen suddenly changed his tone and loudly declared, "You're right... I'll borrow."

Wu Xiaofang was taken aback.

This brain-dead one's sudden change of heart was a bit hard to follow.

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Indeed, the brain-dead one's thought process was beyond the average person.

Butler Wang tried to stop him, but Lin Beichen kicked him away, maintaining his act as a brain-dead wastrel, and angrily shouted, "You dog, get lost, don't interfere with my good fortune."

"Since that's the case, let's sign the contract."

Wu Xiaofang immediately took out a pre-drafted standard contract.

This contract would take effect once both parties pressed their fingerprints, and it would be protected by imperial law.

Both pressed their fingerprints.

Wu Xiaofang directly took out twenty gold coins and threw them to Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen accepted them without hesitation.

"Hehe, enjoy your last moments of freedom, Lin classmate."

With the contract signed, Wu Xiaofang no longer hid his intentions.

He looked at Lin Beichen with pity and slowly said, "Knowing it's a trap, you still jumped in so bravely. I don't know whether to praise your decisiveness or call you foolish."

Lin Beichen, holding the gold coins, smiled even more broadly: "You bastard, do you think you've got me?"

Wu Xiaofang, with a proud look, smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong with that?"

Lin Beichen said, "I remember you're one of the three geniuses of the grade, ranking first in the last year-end competition, right?"

"Haha, in the last competition, I was just playing around. Who knew I'd accidentally get first place."

Wu Xiaofang shrugged.

"Hahaha, good, very arrogant. But I, Lin Beichen, love to stomp on arrogant people like you."

Lin Beichen put on an extremely arrogant act, laughing loudly to the sky: "Haha, the competition is the day after tomorrow. By then, you'll see how foolish you are. I hope that by then, you can still be as arrogant and happy as you are today."

Wu Xiaofang said, "Stomp on me? Fine, we'll see."

With that, he turned and left.

"Lin Beichen, actually... you shouldn't have signed that contract."

Mu Xinyue slowly walked over, looking at Lin Beichen in front of all the students, with a look of regret: "Not just Wu Xiaofang, but even Wu Xi, Si Xinlin, and Yue Hongxiang, you have no chance of winning against any of them."

The goddess is indeed beautiful and kind.

Many students couldn't help but admire her in their hearts.

Again, this woman?

Lin Beichen

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looked at Wu Xiaofang's back, deep in thought.

"Go play somewhere else... oh, sorry, forgot you don't have any balls."

He gave Mu Xinyue the middle finger.

Without waiting for her reaction, he excitedly pulled the weeping butler Wang Zhong into the cafeteria and started eating like a madman.

Mu Xinyue was stunned.

Half an hour later.

The two of them staggered out of the cafeteria, leaning against the wall.

"Young Master, you shouldn't... burp... you shouldn't have sold yourself. I... every time I think about spending your money from selling yourself, I... burp... can't eat a thing."

The sleazy butler burped.

"You bastard, you just ate a whole roasted sheep and you're saying you have no appetite?"

Lin Beichen was speechless.

"I'm turning my sorrow into hunger, burp!"

"Phew, I believed your lies. When I signed the contract, you must have been overjoyed, hoping I'd press my fingerprint quickly..."

"How can you think such things about me, Young Master? My name is Wang Zhong, known for my loyalty..."

"Bastard, no more nonsense. Here, take these twenty silver coins and get some tents, toothbrushes, and other living supplies. We're camping on campus for the next few days..."

"Okay, Young Master."

The old butler left happily.

Lin Beichen didn't hesitate, took out the gold coins, and charged his phone to 100%.

Looking at the full battery, he felt a sense of unprecedented security for the first time.

He opened the "Basic Swordsmanship Close Combat Three-Combo" and "Intermediate Profound Qi Condensation Technique" apps.

Everything was ready, just waiting for the right moment.

There were two classes in the afternoon.

Herbal medicine and alchemy class and profound pattern class.

Both were theoretical courses.

Of course, Lin Beichen didn't pay attention.

He was filming all the textbooks for these two courses to prepare for the written exam of the competition the next day.

...

...

Time flew by.

Before they knew it, it was the third day.

This mid-year competition was a joint exam for all the primary schools in Yunmeng City.

A joint exam meant using the same test papers, questions, and combat rules.