Hearing this, Mo Fan looked at Mu Ningxue and then said, "What, you wouldn't be thinking of taking me as your kept man, would you?"
"I can lend it to you." Mu Ningxue simply ignored Mo Fan's words.
"I probably need about thirty million. Do you have it?" Mo Fan retorted.
"That much?"
Mu Ningxue was stunned.
Undeniably, she really didn't have that much money.
"I… I don't have that much. What do you need so much money for? Besides, we still don't know what's going on with Lu Nian. Why don't you go back first? What if you run into him?" Mu Ningxue continued.
"Are you worried about me?"
"You…"
Mu Ningxue was momentarily speechless. Was this person's focus always on that aspect???
Mu Ningxue thought of something and continued, "Even if you stay here, how much money can you make? Lizard-Skull Great Demons are rampant here, and because there are so many of them, their value isn't very high."
"Ah?"
Mo Fan paused. He really hadn't paid attention to that point.
He had planned to harvest demon materials while feigning injury to get Spirit Essences, but as Mu Ningxue spoke, Mo Fan suddenly realized something.
He really hadn't considered this.
"Please, even if you want to earn income, you need to figure out how to earn it first, right?" Mu Ningxue said speechlessly.
"Stop shouting, let's go back…"
In this situation, what else could Mo Fan do? He could only choose to return to the city first. As for making money, he would have to consider that later.
After returning to the city, she went straight back to the Imperial Capital. As for Mo Fan, he only returned to Pearl Academy after making calls to Teacher Tang Yue, Xin Xia, and Zhan Kong.
He had originally planned to fake his death for a bit, but unfortunately, plans don't always keep up with changes. Lizard-Skull Great Demons were worthless, so he couldn't waste his time outside.
After Zhan Kong was injured, he could only retreat to the guard post. He had been recuperating for the past few days. His worried monkeys were also very relieved to learn that he was fine.
Afterward, he returned to Pearl Academy. Dean Xiao was very happy to see Mo Fan return safely. If it was just a training exercise, the elites from both schools would obviously have no problem. But who would have thought such a thing would happen?
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back…"
"…"
After recounting the events in the wild, Mo Fan directly said, "Dean Xiao, after entering the Main Campus, I don't plan to stay in the Summoning Element anymore. I want to transfer to another department."
"You're not staying in the Summoning Element?" Dean Xiao asked, surprised.
"The Summoning Element doesn't even have enough people to form a soccer team, not even a single girl. It's boring. Please transfer me to the Fire Institute. The Fire Institute is the largest department in the entire academy, and it should be lively there with so many people." Mo Fan said directly.
Dean Xiao shook his head helplessly. With so few people in the Summoning Element, this guy could still cause so much trouble. If he went to the Fire Institute, wouldn't he turn everything upside down?
But thinking about it, it wasn't a difficult matter. Since Mo Fan was determined to cultivate in the Fire Institute, letting him go was fine. Competing in the large environment of the Fire Institute wouldn't be a bad thing for him.
"Alright, you can just report directly to the Fire Institute." Dean Xiao agreed.
"Alright…"
In smaller cities, the Fire System was extremely rare in classes, but for Pearl Academy, which selected top students from countless cities across the entire country, the Fire System was already quite common.
Furthermore, those who could enter the Main Campus of Pearl Academy had already reached the Intermediate Mage level. At this level, everyone had some funds. If they were truly obsessed with the Fire System, they could also use guided awakening to increase the probability of possessing the Fire System.
In this situation, the Fire System would naturally coalesce into a large institute.
Since he hadn't died, Mo Fan didn't need to keep a low profile anymore. With the Evil System by his side, why would he be low-key?
Moreover, he had shed blood for the organization in the events of Bo City and the Demon Capital.
His Fire System Nebula had already reached the third level. Although there was still a huge, insurmountable gap to the High Level Fire System Star River, cultivation was all about accumulation over time. In fact, let alone not having money to buy Star River Vein at the moment, even if he had the money, he wouldn't try to break through.
Without a certain amount of accumulation, there was a high chance of failure.
High Level was a huge threshold, requiring both resources and accumulation.
The Fire System of Pearl Academy was called the Fire Institute, accommodating no less than two thousand Fire System students. Around one thousand people were regularly on campus, and the number of graduates was countless.
Mo Fan also happened to pick a good time to come. Today was the day the Fire Institute's monthly test rankings were announced.
The purpose of this test was simple: resource allocation. The higher the ranking, the more resources one would receive. The financial cost at the Intermediate Mage level was a bottomless pit, and to become a cut above the rest, one definitely needed more resources to support the long cultivation process.
Upon arriving at the Fire System Grand Hall, which could accommodate a thousand people, the entire Fire System Hall, inside and out, was crimson. The moment one stepped in and saw the dazzling color, one subconsciously felt as if the entire hall was in a state of burning!
Looking at the four walls and tall beams of the hall, one could see some shimmering fire patterns with a gradient effect. When viewed from different angles, these flames on the walls seemed to sway and burn, lifelike.
The Fire System Grand Hall was designed with tiered seating, rows upon rows, neatly arranged. When Mo Fan entered, it was bustling with people, noisy and lively.
What was gratifying was that he saw countless girls at a glance. Perhaps due to cultivating the Fire System, these girls exuded a fiery, sexy aura. For Mo Fan, who faced those idiotic guys in the Summoning Element every day, his mood instantly brightened considerably.
Just as Mo Fan sat down, a girl with short, spiky hair in the front row turned around and asked with disdain, "Hey, you look unfamiliar. You're not from another department trying to fish in troubled waters and get close to our Ding Y眠, are you? With your looks, don't even dream about it!!"
"You don't seem to have sat down before me, do you? Besides, how do I know if you, this tomboy, don't have some ideas about me, which is why you're sitting here?" Mo Fan had already guessed who the other party was, but he hadn't expected such a coincidence.
Unfortunately, Ding Y眠 had her back to him and showed no intention of turning around, so he couldn't see her face.
The group of girls around them all turned their heads, their eyes filled with three words: shameless!
Mo Fan was also speechless!
Do all girls nowadays have some kind of serious illness?
Do they all think they're fairies or something?
He, Mo Fan, wasn't lacking in girls. These common beauties, aside from Zhao Manyan, that horny dog, being interested, he wouldn't even want them if they paid him.
"You, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and move to the back. Don't be an eyesore here. This is where our sisters sit, and it's been like this for the past six months." The tomboy with short, spiky hair said.
"What if I don't leave?" Mo Fan shrugged, asking provocatively.
"Let me tell you, I, Huang Xingli, am ranked 300th on the Fire Institute's Fire List. Dealing with an unknown nobody like you is more than enough. Don't force my hand; those guys in the Healing System don't charge low fees." The tomboy, who called herself Huang Xingli, said.
"Xingli, forget it, don't cause trouble." Ding Y眠 still didn't turn around but tried to persuade Huang Xingli.
"…"
Mo Fan was speechless watching this tomboy babbling, but he didn't bother arguing with her. After all, besides being a bit slow-witted, this girl didn't seem like a bad person.