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Chapter 14 Why is it you again, old Germain?

"Ah... it tastes so good."

The real estate agent walked out of the cafeteria and touched his stomach. He thought the breakfast here was really good.

Not only is it delicious, it’s also free.

Especially when I think about other people trying hard to survive in the wilderness while I am enjoying a big meal here, it feels so good no matter how I think about it.

I feel like it's very suitable to go for a dragon ride on the face.

Oh, no, I can’t do a dragon-riding attack on the face, so at least I have to prepare something for the girls.

Otherwise, wouldn't they all strangle the real estate agent to death when they came back seven days later and saw him acting so cool?

Although real estate agents are not afraid of them and they are not as strong as Long Yuan, you can't resist them pinching your soft flesh, and it really hurts.

"Hey, Mr. Dongshu, you are on duty today."

The real estate agent greeted Teacher Dongshu who was playing with his mobile phone at the bow of the boat, and Teacher Dongshu responded casually without paying any attention to what the real estate agent was doing.

To him, the real estate agent is not as interesting as the wife in his phone.

The real estate agent didn't know what to say to this biology teacher, so he just let it go.

Old second dimension.

After greeting the teacher, the real estate agent got off the boat with some milk tea.

As for why you are not allowed to bring in food…you are not allowed.

The rules do not allow you to take electronic devices and food off the ship, but drinks are allowed.

After all, drinks don’t satisfy your hunger, they just add to the taste, so I don’t care that much.

"This island is really big. It's a pity that it wouldn't be suitable if it weren't used as a tourist attraction."

The real estate agent couldn't help but sigh, and someone next to him echoed him.

"Yes, but you may not know this, this place is usually the backyard of the rich people. It was only blocked recently because of the exams."

"Hmm? Mr. Germain?"

The real estate agent didn't expect that Germain was here. This dreadful-looking man was wearing somewhat rustic clothes and riding a... car?

This should be a car. Anyway, it feels a bit like a real estate agent and a bit like one.

"Why, haven't you seen it before? This is a multifunctional car specially used by people on this island. It's pretty good except that it's a little ugly."

Germain said, patting the car he was sitting on. "It has plenty of horsepower and powerful performance, and it can easily wade through water. And it's cheap. If you calculate it by points, it's probably only a few tens of thousands of points."

It’s indeed not a problem. This thing looks very useful on an island like this, but... is there anyone who can really use it?

"Is this... mass-produced?"

"Ha, I made it."

Germain pointed at himself sarcastically, looking very proud.

Teacher, what are you so proud of? It turns out you are just bragging.

I mean, how can those rich people like such ugly things? Why not renovate it?

"Why, Mr. Germain came here to sell me this thing?"

The real estate agent looked at the small car and it would be impossible for him to say that he was not interested.

When he finished the college entrance examination in China, his family took him to get a driver's license. However, he never drove a car during his four years in college. He came here right after graduation, so he had an urge to try this kind of small car.

After all, it just looks like a bumper car with a higher chassis. How difficult can it be?

"Ha, of course not only that. First of all, congratulations on passing the first test."

Germain laughed twice and jumped off the car. "You really surprised me this time. You can get a lot of personal points just by using your brain. Maybe in the eyes of some people, class points are so important, but in fact, personal points are as important as class points. Generally speaking, this kind of exam usually only leaves about 100 class points, but this time you made a lot of money. Not only did you get personal points, but you can also play for seven days."

"Okay."

The real estate agent didn't think it was anything special. After all, he never took class points seriously.

In fact, he is also trying to trick other classes, especially Class D. He doesn't know if the people in Class D will notice it.

Now they only need to give Class C 80 class points each month, what if it gets more points later? For example, Class A needs to give points each month, which means that if Class A's points are less than points...

Not only do they not get any points every month, they even have to pay some to Class C.

But this situation shouldn’t happen to anyone... ahahaha.

"Okay, I don't mean anything else. I just came here to inform you that you have been recognized by me. You can come and participate in the next round of Gambit."

"Oh."

To be honest, the real estate agents didn't really react much to this thing called Zhimou.

What do you think this thing can do? Anyway, he doesn't know.

He had no expectations at all. What else could he expect after hearing the news?

"What? ...You have no expectations at all?"

"No, and teacher, this is Japan, not White Eagle. This kind of humor is not popular here."

Looking at Germain's pretended surprised expression, the real estate agent didn't have any ideas and even wanted to leave quickly.

It's really boring.

"Forget it, forget it. I won't bother with you anymore...By the way, do you really need this thing?"

Germain patted the strange car next to him and said, "How about the rental fee of 2,000 points a day?"

"Two thousand..."

For a real estate agent, this price is a bit expensive, but acceptable.

"Does Mr. Germain often do this kind of thing?"

"you mean?"

"To promote their products, they even went so far as to come to the lower grades."

The real estate agent said, looking into the distance: "I remember that Teacher Germain is from the third grade, right? Is it appropriate for him to come directly to our first grade?"

"Ha, don't worry about that. I have my own solution."

Germain got up and left. Although the real estate agent didn't say anything, it was clear that he had agreed to the deal: "Then I'll rent it for six days. Remember to give me the 12,000 points when the time comes."

"I see. But how do you drive this car?"

"Just figure it out on your own. It's not that difficult. If you know how to ride a motorcycle, then this thing isn't that difficult. And you can't go very fast. If you hit a tree, you'll probably just get some scratches. Just have fun."

Germain just walked away, while the real estate agent stared at the car in deep thought.

Hmm... so, let's use it?

It’s just right. Having this car saves me from running back and forth, which is quite troublesome.

I just don't know if this thing can be brought on board, or maybe I can ask Germain later?

The real estate agent had Germain's contact information on his phone, but they had never been in touch.

What is there to talk about with an old man, ideals and aspirations? Forget it.

Chapter 15 Breakfast of Class D

"Very good, all thirty-nine people are here."

Chabashira Sae closed the manual in his hand and looked at everyone in front of him: "It seems that you have already experienced the first day. There are still six days left of this kind of life. You just have to work hard and keep up the status quo."

As she said this, her eyes couldn't help but look towards a road not far away, and on that road, someone was riding a bicycle leisurely and slowly coming towards them.

Well, he just rode over on a bike. In front of everyone’s confused gazes, the real estate agent rode over on his bike.

"Hey, isn't this Chabashira-sensei? Have you finished calling the roll?"

"I've already ordered. Why, you look so relaxed."

Chabashi Sae folded her arms across her chest as she looked at the real estate agent. Her eyes were calm.

But her slightly clenched fists betrayed her, and it was obvious that she was not calm at all.

She is different from other teachers. She really wants to make Class D become Class A, but she has the idea but does not want to help Class D, so this strange phenomenon occurs.

In her opinion, the real estate agent is a very troublesome person. His existence is naturally a stumbling block for Class D. If he is unwilling, it will be difficult for Class D to become Class C.

"It's OK. After all, it's a seven-day trip. I just came here to check on the other classes."

"Why, are you here to laugh at me?"

"Are you laughing at me? We're from the same school, what's there to laugh at? I just came to see how my girlfriend is doing."

"Oh, smooth talk."

Chabashira Sae didn't say much, but walked straight towards the boat.

She also has her own things to do.

The real estate agent looked back at Chabashi Sae's figure. In this forest, she would naturally not dress the same as usual. Instead, she was dressed more simply, and on her feet she was wearing leather boots instead of high heels.

Especially the jeans that were designed to facilitate movement, which made her little butt look very round and perky.

What a pity, she is a beauty, but her temper is not very good.

After sighing twice, the real estate agent looked at everyone in Class D again.

The morning sign-in was over, and everyone started to prepare to wash up.

Nowadays, it doesn’t mean that everyone will wake up on their own at six or seven in the morning. Many people sleep until roll call and then quickly get dressed and pack their things.

After all, the meal hasn’t been cooked yet, and I still have to prepare various things for cooking.

"Mr. Broker, what kind of car is this? Why does it look so funny?"

Panasonic smiled and patted the small car under the real estate agent, and the smile on his face could not be removed.

She almost died of laughter when she saw the car. Why did it look so strange?

"I have no choice but to borrow someone's car. Don't be fooled by its appearance. It can actually run in this shabby place. It's not fast but it's better than walking."

The real estate agent also took a picture of the car under him. The car didn't look good, but the effect was indeed fine. Germain really didn't let him down in this regard.

Otherwise, it would be a waste for him to spend 2,000 points that day.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"No, most people have just woken up and are just starting to prepare breakfast."

Panasonic was standing next to the real estate agency, watching the people working not far away. After the group dispersed, everyone went about their own business.

The real estate agent was not a rare person, so there was no need for him to come over to see him, so the only people around the real estate agent were Matsushita and Karuizawa.

"I see... Here, I prepared some drinks for you two."

As the real estate agent spoke, he took down the small bag hanging on the car, took out two bottles of drinks from it, and handed them to the two people.

They are both the kind they like to drink.

"Eh? Is there anything for sale on the ship?"

"Yeah, the price is the same as in the supermarket. Anyway, I can get back to the ship, so I thought I'd bring some of this for you."

"Can you bring some food? I feel like I'm not full every day..."

"There's nothing we can do. We can't bring food down with us. This is all we can bring down with us."

The real estate agent shrugged. He had no choice but to secretly bring some food to the two of them.

God knows that it is Teacher Dongshu who is guarding the gate here today. He is lax in his duties, but other teachers may not be like him.

Therefore, the real estate agent does not plan to take the risk of bringing food out in this regard, otherwise he will suffer a huge loss if he cannot pay for it himself.

"Is that so... That's fine too, thank you, broker."

The two of them took the drinks with a smile, planning to share the two drinks with the other girls later.

There's no way I can drink alone. Even though it does feel refreshing to finish it by myself, others will be jealous when they see me.

The real estate agent didn't pay much attention to them, nor did he leave immediately after the delivery. Instead, he asked the two about their next work.

"We are the cooking team. The next breakfast will depend on us."