Delta: Taming wheat in a dream, I, Said

"No, Twilight Club can only offer me a B-level contract."

Bai Kang slapped the large, square sword away, thinking to himself that this fatso needs to lose weight.

"What?! A Class B contract?!"

The fat man let out a sharp, explosive sound again!

A Class B contract? This isn't a contract; it's a money tree that keeps spitting out cash.

Forget contracts, he'd happily agree to any job as a toilet cleaner.

As a result, Bai Kang refused?!

Hao Ren stared at Bai Kang with a look of disappointment and disapproval for a long while.

After a while, he released Bai Kang, took out a cell phone from somewhere, and opened the dialer in front of the latter.

"0791——……"

Seeing the fat man, who had just been desperately trying to drag him to apologize to Leng Shu, suddenly acting like this, Bai Kang's curiosity was piqued.

"Fatty, what are you doing? Who are you talking to on the phone?"

The fat man ignored him because he had already made the call.

"Hello, is this a mental hospital? A friend of mine has a mental problem... Yes, the location is..."

Snapped!

Bai Kang, his face dark, snatched the fat man's phone and hung up immediately.

Good heavens, this fatso actually wants to send me to a mental hospital.

The fat man sighed softly, his eyes filled with pity as he looked at Bai Kang.

"Kangzi, it's okay. You're still young. I went to the top hospital in the city. They can definitely fix your brain."

Bai Kang gave a forced smile, "Enough already! I treat you like a brother, and you treat me like I'm crazy?"

The fat man glared at him and said angrily, "You refused the Twilight Club's invitation? What kind of idiot are you?"

Bai Kang sighed; the urge to urinate had subsided considerably after all that commotion.

He pointed to himself and said seriously, "Fatty, is the club the only thing that makes an operator successful?"

The fat man was taken aback and fell into deep thought.

After a long pause, he timidly asked, "Don't tell me you want to be a live streamer?"

After saying that, he nodded to himself, "Yeah, although being a streamer isn't as secure as being in the Twilight Club, it's still a hot trend. If you do well, you might actually be able to compete with the big names in those clubs."

Bai Kang opened his mouth,

He wanted to say that even without a club, he could still reach the top.

However, after listening to the fat man's mutterings, he paused for a moment and fell into thought.

"A streamer? This path... seems pretty good?"

The reason Bai Kang only wanted an S-level contract, besides the compensation, was primarily because of the freedom it offered.

Signing an S-level contract is equivalent to becoming a shareholder of the club, granting you a very high degree of freedom and almost no constraints from the club.

As for other contracts, he has to more or less follow the club's arrangements, which is the real reason why Bai Kang is unwilling to accept contracts outside of the S-level category.

Now, after hearing what the fat man said, Bai Kang suddenly discovered another way.

Moreover, it suits his taste even better.

So he didn't refute the fat man's words, but nodded slightly.

"Let's consider this for now."

The fat man scratched his head, his initial impatience with Bai Kang subsiding considerably.

"Alright, I support you. But if you don't get any fame as a streamer, you'll have to apologize to Teacher Leng and even accept a less desirable contract."

Bai Kang sighed. This fatso, although he sometimes made him speechless, he genuinely hoped that he would have a better life.

This kind of pure and simple character is far too rare in this era.

This is why Bai Kang only befriended him.

"Alright, I've been arguing with you for ages, and I've even peed a couple of times." Bai Kang slapped the fat man's hand away in annoyance.

The fat man glared at him. "There are girls here, can't you be a little more civilized?"

Bai Kang found it amusing and looked at Die, only to find that Die had been staring at him the whole time. It seemed that because he had just said "two drops of urine dripped out," her gaze had unconsciously moved to Bai Kang's lower body.

As if she were thinking of something, her face gradually turned rosy.

Bai Kang was exasperated and quickly left.

Butterfly watched his departing figure, seemingly somewhat disappointed, and sighed softly.

At this moment, Hao Ren moved closer to Die and asked curiously:

"Li Na'er, you've awakened four skills too. Since Teacher Leng invited Kangzi, she'll probably invite you too. Are you going to join?"

After thinking for a moment, Die asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Could I do a live stream with Bai Kang?"

Hao Ren inexplicably felt a pang of jealousy again.

"Did Kangzi save the galaxy in her past life?"

"Damn it, he stole my life!"

……

Break time always seems to fly by for no apparent reason.

Just as Bai Kang returned to the classroom from the restroom, the school bell rang.

He deftly tiptoed back to his position behind Butterfly.

"Butterfly, what class is it today?"

Butterfly opened her notebook and glanced at the copied timetable: "Practical class."

"A practical lesson?" Bai Kang blinked.

The operator training course even includes a practical session?

Are we going to a war zone?

While he was still pondering what a practical lesson was...

An elderly man carrying a magazine walked in through the door.

The students fell silent, all eyes fixed on the old man, awaiting his words.

"Ahem, it seems you students are all very engaged in class."

The old man pushed up his glasses, chuckled, and picked up the chalk to write a name on the blackboard.

Deng Shu.

"My name is Deng Shu, you can just call me Teacher Deng. I'll be in charge of your practical classes for the next month."

Immediately, someone in the audience couldn't help but speak up.

"Teacher Deng, what kind of practical class is it?"

Deng Shu smiled, pulled up a chair, sat down, slowly unfolded the newspaper, and casually said:

"Practical lessons are all about practice. To put it simply, in this lesson, you will all log into Delta Force. You can practice at the firing range, browse the trading market, or go all out."

"As long as it doesn't happen in real life, it's fine."

Upon hearing Deng Shu's explanation, Bai Kang couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Good heavens, isn't this just a hands-off manager?

It seems like this old man's role is to monitor whether students have logged into Delta Force, right?

I'd be willing to be that teacher too.

High salary, low workload, it's the job I've always dreamed of.

"Alright, class has started. You all better log into Delta and stop scurrying around in front of me. I need to read the newspaper." Deng Shu waved his hand, shooing the students away like flies.

To be honest, the students were stunned after hearing Deng Shu's explanation; they never expected there to be such a good class.

Isn't this just a study session? No, it's even more free than a study session; it's like being at home.

At that moment, the students all understood the true meaning of the famous saying, "The school is my home."

"In that case...should we launch a full-scale attack?" Bai Kang thought to himself.

Suddenly, she noticed a gaze and turned her head to meet Butterfly's brown eyes.

"Bai Kang, want to team up?"

Butterfly blushed and asked in a soft, sweet voice.