Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 158 A Project Worth Hundreds of Millions (Six Chapters in a Row! Happy New Year and May Everything Go Well for You!)

Mu Tingying smiled very happily. Ai Jiangtu's words had really hit the nail on the head. Now she could watch Mu Ningxue leave the team without having to lift a finger.

Among the substitutes, Mo Fan is a high-level player and is unlikely to be eliminated, while Zhao Manyan is a wealthy young master and will have no problem advancing to the high-level rank.

But what about Mu Ningxue? Without the Mu family as her backing, where will she get the resources to advance to a higher level?

Mo Fan was initially pleased to hear about the challenge, but Ai Jiangtu's subsequent comment silenced him.

Mu Ningxue also sensed the subtle gazes of others. Her face remained expressionless, but she was starting to feel nervous inside.

Upon seeing this, Wang Teng burst into laughter. Mo Fan, however, couldn't manage a smile this time; sometimes, strength alone can't solve the problem of sycophants.

"What's the panic?"

Everyone shifted their gaze to the smiling Wang Teng.

"Anyone who needs money can borrow from me; I still have billions."

"Of course, I won't lend it for free, nor will I lend it casually. The interest rate is 12% per year, and regardless of whether you repay the money early or not, the minimum interest payment is one year."

Wang Teng was cracking sunflower seeds. Actually, he wanted to use the prize money from the university competition as collateral to borrow money, but that would be too unseemly, so he decided against it.

"Wang Teng, did you do this on purpose?!" Mu Tingying's face immediately turned furious. She wanted to point her finger at him, but she didn't have the guts.

"Tch~ It's none of your business if I have money to lend!"

Wang Teng didn't even bother to look at her. This woman was short-sighted and maintained a faint malice towards him the whole way.

"Holy crap~ I think I should call you Young Master Wang, you have billions! You're even richer than me!" Zhao Manyan exclaimed in astonishment; his allowance wasn't even that much.

"Young Master Wang, could you lend me a little pocket money?"

A pair of slender, soft fingers landed on Wang Teng's shoulders, gently massaging them.

"Mmm~ That feels good. Forget about pocket money, I have a project worth hundreds of millions that I can discuss with you." Wang Teng squinted his eyes, enjoying Jiang Fox's service.

"Go to hell, you scoundrel!" Jiang Shaoxu pushed him away with both hands, then sat back down in his seat, showing no sign of displeasure.

She'd gotten used to Wang Teng's words; he was truly good with words and capable of doing such things.

Zhao Manyan secretly gave him a thumbs up. Old Wang's personality was just like his, but he wouldn't dare to tease Jiang Shaoxu like that.

Ai Jiangtu smacked his lips. He didn't know whether he should stop this, but it seemed like there was no reason to stop it.

It's Wang Teng's business to have resources. It's perfectly reasonable for people to lend money and for someone to accept it. He doesn't seem to have any reason to interfere.

As for the claim of unfairness, it was inherently unfair. Wang Teng used his resources to change the fate of some people, which is their prerogative.

Mu Ningxue remained expressionless, but there was a clear sense of relief in her eyes.

Wang Teng's public lending gave her a legitimate reason to borrow money, so even if she borrowed the money, no one would gossip about it.

Mo Fan was clearly paying close attention to his goddess's every move; he must have noticed her obviously relaxed demeanor.

Looking at Wang Teng, Mu Ningxue couldn't help but show gratitude. This World University Competition was a very important event for her.

He was secretly anxious, but there was nothing he could do. Directly offering resources would surely result in rejection; her haughty and aloof demeanor remained unchanged in front of him, and she would not accept his help without a legitimate reason.

Wang Teng chuckled to himself. Now that he'd got you wrapped up, Mu Ningxue would definitely be working hard to cultivate after entering the advanced stage, and releasing advanced magic would be no problem at all.

The team now has four members capable of casting high-level magic. If Zhao Manyan is capable, he could also achieve this by spending money.

If the others aren't nervous yet, then he has nothing to say. Ai Jiangtu will definitely report the situation, and then it will be up to Feng Li to decide who to put on the field.

During the selection process, Feng Li couldn't decide on all the participants, but he had the power to eliminate some, especially given the current resource allocation. If the national team was too weak, they probably wouldn't have a chance to make it in.

As for the final result, he didn't care. He only cared that during the Academy Competition, the students wouldn't always be able to use only mid-level spells, threatening the resources of his Void Altar.

He was worried that Feng Li also liked to play dumb to fool others, and then he would become a fool himself, and the team wouldn't even be able to get into the treasure hunt. That would drive him crazy.

Many people looked at Mu Ningxue with envy, thinking that they had such a powerful figure to rely on in the team.

Now it was their turn to be nervous. After reaching the higher levels, it was uncertain who would be eliminated. Mu Ningxue's combat strength was undeniable.

Several people had resentful looks on their faces. Wang Teng's intervention had really made them lose confidence.

As the train moved forward, the group soon arrived at Osaka.

Jiang Shaoxu led a group of women away from the group, and after being seen off by several men, they left the station and disappeared from sight.

"The few of us are enough to take them on!" Guan Yu said with a confident smile.

"Without girls around, it's not fun challenging them anymore," Mo Fan said lazily.

"Are you stupid? The national team members are all from nearby universities. You don't have to worry about not having girls."

"Besides, you're too scared to approach the girls, so in the end I'll have to do it for you." Zhao Manyan said with a big smile.

"Old Zhao, you're so good with words, don't say that again next time!" Mo Fan said with a dark face. This jerk actually dared to insult him.

"Let's go~" Ai Jiangtu turned and walked in another direction. This time, the other party's national pavilion was located in Shuangshou Pavilion.

As they continued onward, the group arrived at the foot of the Twin Guardian Pavilion. Looking at the towering pavilion, they were still somewhat awestruck.

"Shuangshouka is actually a lookout tower. Looking south, you can see the entire naval battlefield of Osaka. Many military leaders live here... I never expected that the other side would put their national pavilion here. It's really impressive," Jiang Yu said with emotion.

The group listened to Jiang Yu's explanation and walked up the winding road. If it were an ordinary person, their legs would probably break from walking.

However, since everyone was a mage and had magical tools to aid them, they quickly arrived at the stone wall at the top of the mountain.

The two mages, dressed as warriors, stood guard here. Their eyes sharpened as soon as they saw someone approaching.

"Hey~ You're Chinese, right?" A young woman in a kimono, holding an umbrella, asked with a hint of arrogance.

She walked over with small, quick steps, folded her umbrella, slammed it into the ground, and pointed at them with her fair, delicate arm.

"How do you know we're Chinese?" Mo Fan asked, puzzled. How did this guy figure it out? Aren't all Asians pretty much the same?

"It's because you Chinese tourists don't know any manners. There's a sign down the mountain that says 'No Entry,' didn't you see it?" The woman in the kimono stood tall, her high wooden clogs highlighting her slender figure.

However, when she looked at Mo Fan, who was talking to her, her eyes were filled with disdain.

(End of this chapter)