Chapter 24 Kassel Academy (Part )
"Junior, are you really S-rank?"

Finger carefully leaned close to Zhang Baiqing. The last S-level could be traced back to when he was born. As for Principal Angers, it could be traced back to when his grandfather was born.

"That's what Principal Ange said. I don't know. Is S-rank very rare?"

Zhang Baiqing only knew that Kassel College had bloodline grading, but he was not aware of the special nature of the S-grade.

"That's so rare!" Finkel said excitedly, "A-level is already the elite among the elites, but there are some every year. The last S-level can be traced back to the legend decades ago."

"What privileges does S-rank have?"

"I don't know about this. I've never been an S-level student. But the principal is an S-level student, and you are also an S-level student. I don't think you can be the principal of Kassel Academy!"

Zhang Baiqing glanced at Ange opposite him and thought, is it really okay to talk about this in front of Principal Ange? How could a rebellion be discussed as openly as Finger in front of others? Could this guy be the principal's man?
Angers didn't care about Finkel's offensive words.

"Ahem, Senior, are all the students at Kassel Academy like you? Are you so special?"

"This... is about the same, right?" Finkel thought about the situation in the academy and felt that it was similar to his. After all, who would not be crazy if he dared to slay a dragon?
Angers said: "Kassel College pays more attention to the actual ability of students and will not interfere with some minor issues."

Like Caesar, holding a party at school and pouring champagne into a swimming pool, is this acceptable in a normal school?
If they were not a formal university, this party would probably have turned into an uncensored gathering.

"Oh, then I'm relieved."

Zhang Baiqing nodded. If everyone in the college was a weirdo, then he would not be a weirdo.

……

But what was strange was that when these two freshmen walked on campus to fill out their course selection forms the next day, they attracted some attention.

"They seem to know us." Zhang Baiqing said. Chu Zihang nodded and agreed with his idea.

"Hello." A burly man with blond hair, blue eyes and a face like an ancient Greek statue stopped them.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhang Baiqing looked at the big man.

"My name is Caesar Gattuso. You can just call me Caesar. I'm here to invite you two to join my student union. Our student union needs people like you to join us."

"So you know us?"

"Of course I know you." Caesar said with a scorching gaze, "'S-level' freshman Zhang Baiqing, 'A-level' freshman Chu Zihang, Finkel has been selling your information on the school forum last night, 10 dollars a copy, and he sold it for at least a thousand dollars."

Zhang Baiqing felt like a thousand horses were running through his mind when he heard this. How could such a smart man like Finkel end up becoming a beggar?

"There won't be any mandatory requirements to join your club, right?"

"Don't worry, there are definitely some, for example, our student union club doesn't collect garbage."

"You mean like Fingle?"

"In fact, Finkel does have his strengths." Caesar spread his hands and gave an evaluation that was completely opposite to that of normal students.

"Let us think about this for a moment."

"Of course, the door to the student club is always open to you."

Caesar is a very confident person. Even if Zhang Baiqing and Chu Zihang do not join his student union in the end, he believes that the student union can still maintain its first place.

……

Someone knocked on the dormitory door, and Finkel, who was fiddling with something on the computer, went to open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, a big hand grabbed his neck and pulled him into the dormitory. Chu Zihang followed him into the dormitory with an expressionless face and closed the door.

"Damn! Finkel, how much money did you make from selling our information? Show it to me now!"

Zhang Baiqing hooked his arm around Finkel's neck and asked him to hand over the money.

"Impossible!" Finkel shook his head and refused, "Fifty-fifty at most!"

"Okay, 50-50 between the three of us."

In this way, Finger, who was alone, could only get one-third. How could he agree to this? "Who will get the fifth?" He pretended to be dumb.

"Zihang and I are 50-50, you drive."

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Finkel was so excited that he almost jumped up, but this 1-meter-tall strong man was restrained by Zhang Baiqing's arm.

"Hurry up and take out the money. You don't want to have two more S-level and A-level students as enemies in the school, right?"

"I'll give you half at most. It's my ability that allows me to earn so much money. I'll give you half because of your portrait rights." Finkel bargained stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, you're still taking secret photos, right? I thought everyone would recognize me at a glance because I'm so handsome, but I didn't expect it was you who sold my photos directly."

In the end, Zhang Baiqing and Chu Zihang made a condition that the exclusive news would only be sold to Finkel, and the two of them took a total of 70% of the income.

The cooperation was a win-win situation. To celebrate, Zhang Baiqing treated Finkel to a big dinner.

When Finger heard about the big meal, he regretted eating too much at noon. After waiting with excitement and trembling hands, he looked at the big elbow on the table and said speechlessly: "Is this the big meal you mentioned? You earn so many thousands of dollars and this is what you eat?"

"Just ask if you are big enough!"

Zhang Baiqing held the big pork elbow and ate it with great relish. Kassel College was still very strong, at least the food was not bad.

……

Japan, Osaka.

"The 'Ghost Crowd' has become more and more active recently."

The crow at the door was smoking and talking to Yasha.

"really."

Yasha threw away the cigarette butt casually, recalling that they didn't seem to be so busy before, but since he was assigned to the young master, his life suddenly became more affluent, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Since a certain period of time a few years ago, the number of Deadpools has skyrocketed. The fierce ghosts, who were suppressed by them and could not breathe, suddenly became powerful as if they were on drugs. This brought a lot of trouble to the extreme forces ruled by the Eight Snake Families.

In fact, the troubles caused by these extreme forces are of no concern to the Eight Snake Clans, but the addition of Deadpool makes them feel a little more stressed.

Because these Deadpools should have been under the supervision of the Eight Snake Clans.

"Hey! Don't worry about it. We just need to stay with the young master. Do you want to go after we go back tonight..."

"Wipe the knife clean."

Before Wu Ya could finish his words, Yuan Zhisheng came out with a bored look on his face and threw the knife to him.

In fact, the increase in the number of Deadpools did not matter to the two of them. They usually did not need to go on the field after following the young master Gen Chisheng. Gen Chisheng and Ying completed the task of killing and luring the enemy, and after Gen Chisheng judged the fallen Deadpool, Yasha went in with a sack and quickly loaded the body.

And the crow, just like before, wiped the knife clean for Yuan Zhisheng after he came out.

It's that simple, as long as Yuan Zhisheng can still fight, it won't be their turn to play. They have been with Yuan Zhisheng for some time and know very well how strong this young director of the Executive Bureau is. The legendary Amaterasu is such a respectable and powerful bloodline.

"Have you found out where the medicine came from?" Yuan Zhisheng returned to the car and asked Sakura who was sitting in the driver's seat.

There was fatigue in his words, because the Deadpool just now could have been saved by him. He couldn't remember how many fallen Deadpools he had killed.

"I have checked it out. It is indeed from the 'Ghost Crowd'."

"The medicine cannot leave Japan, otherwise the headquarters will notice it and will definitely send a specialist to investigate."

"This is something that should be taken care of by the head of the family." Sakura felt a little sorry for the powerful yet exhausted Amaterasu.

"Dad will get tired too." Yuan Zhisheng thought of the diligent patriarch Tachibana Masamune. He was also old, and with his achievements, perhaps he should enjoy his old age instead of shedding his last drop of blood for the Eight Snake Families.

"By the way, Ms. Eri just ran away from home again, but she was discovered before she could even get out of the door."

"Eri..." Thinking of this sister, Gen Chisei fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)