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Returning From Level 900

The World Tower had unimaginable wealth and treasures inside it. As long as one made it to the higher levels, they would rise above the common folk and enjoy a glorious life. The tower had 1000 levels. Some said that one could obtain all the wealth in the world if they reached Level 1000. Others claimed that beyond Level 1000 was a beautiful new world or even heaven. Some people said that one could obtain the abilities of a god. Others claimed that any wish of theirs could be granted. The current most powerful team in the world made it to Level 929, where no one else had ever made it to before. They still ended up being wiped out tragically. The members of the team placed the unique treasure they obtained on the body of their captain, Wang Wen. Wang Wen managed to survive. However, he was sent back 20 years ago. With his previous life's emotions and experiences in a new life, Wang Wen stood before the World Tower, calm and determined.

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Use My Card

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chapter 14: Use My Card

There was complete silence.

The people from the intelligence department and the middle team members did not dare to make a sound.

Luo Shan winked at Wang Wen.

Tong Xiaolei looked at Wang Wen thoughtfully.

The old man frowned and fell into deep thought.

The people from the academy wished they could cover their ears to show that they did not hear anything.

After a long time, the old man raised his head and looked at Wang Wen.

Wang Wen did not avoid his stare. He just quietly looked at the old man.

The old man turned around and asked his subordinates, "What do you think of that condition?"

No one answered immediately.

Tong Xiaolei thought for a moment and said softly, "I'm afraid there might be a hidden agenda. What if—"

"What if?"

The old man patted the chair's armrest and laughed loudly. "I can't believe it! I can't believe that I have lived for 70 years and still encountered such a rare thing! "

He immediately stood up, scaring the other team members. They quickly moved to his side to protect him.

The old man pushed them away and stepped forward to pat Wang Wen on the shoulder. He shook his head and sighed. "We should fear the younger generation. No matter your goal or whether there is someone behind you, I admit that you have opened my eyes today. Once a week, right? I will wait for you at the consortium building."

After that, he put his hands behind his back and walked toward the door.

Tong Xiaolei chased after him. When she brushed past Wang Wen, she gave him an inexplicable glare.

She chased after the old man and asked softly, "Chief, do you need more people to guard you?"

"Why?"

The old man turned back to look at her. "Are you afraid that he'd kill me?"

Tong Xiaolei lowered her head. "Your safety is our top priority. We can't be careless."

The old man turned to look at Wang Wen, who had also turned to look at him. He smiled and said, "If I am assassinated in the consortium building and die under the eyes of so many people in the intelligence department, it would be better for the First Consortium to give the number one title as soon as possible."

Wang Wen also smiled and said, "If Miss Tong is worried, I can give you special permission to come in and listen in during our conversation. I don't mind having more someone to serve us."

"Serve you?" Tong Xiaolei's eyebrows shot up. The middle team members instantly surrounded Wang Wen as if they wanted to kill him on the spot to prevent any future trouble.

"Alright."

The old man waved his hand and said to Wang Wen, "It's one thing to make trouble, but we always keep our word. We will still pay you that one million points."

Wang Wen shook his head. "I don't go back on my words too. I've said that it's free, so it will be free."

When the old man frowned, Wang Wen said, "Let's not argue for now. I want to discuss a collaboration with the intelligence department next week. We'll talk about payment then."

"A collaboration with the intelligence department?"

The old man laughed. "It's true that you talk big. No problem, I'll wait for you! However, I don't have the habit of taking back the money I've handed over. If you don't want it, then I'll donate it to the academy on your behalf."

After saying that, the old man turned around and left, not giving Wang Wen any chance to argue.

Everyone followed him, and the few remaining members went to the dean. The dean nodded and thanked them.

Everything was over.

The head of department finally dared to step into the dean's office.

The head of department looked at the dean, and they walked up to Wang Wen together.

Seeing that the dean was still choosing his words, the head of department took the initiative to say, "Wang Wen, I misunderstood you this morning. It turns out that you really went to do something important yesterday. I was wrong, so I shouldn't have blamed you."

Wang Wen asked, "When did you blame me? Weren't you reminding me to be careful this morning?"

The head of department quickly said, "Right, right, right! It's good that you understand my words! Let me know if you require help."

"Thank you, Sir."

Wang Wen, who had lived two lifetimes, was familiar with the situation where everyone was good to each other.

The dean was pleased with their harmonious interaction. He smiled at Wang Wen and said, "Wang Wen, I am ashamed that we did not pay much attention to you. We know of your kindness but not of your challenges. Since you are working with the First Consortium, I believe you will have enough points to use. How are things with you? Are you satisfied with your living arrangement?"

The dean turned toward the head of department and said, "I remember that we still have some vacant suites, right?"

After years of collaboration, the head of department immediately recognized the dean's intent. He quickly nodded and said, "Yes, I'll arrange for someone to clean it up immediately. Wang Wen can move in at any time."

"No, no."

Wang Wen could not stand their enthusiasm. He said, "No need to trouble yourself. I'm quite used to where I am now. I don't want to move. I'm going back to class! Goodbye, Sir! "

The two watched Wang Wen escape from the dean's office. Then, they began to discuss.

The head of department said, "He said he doesn't want to move out."

The dean said, "Do you think he doesn't want to move into a suite, or does he not want to move out of the academy?"

The head of department said, "I think he meant both."

The dean said, "That's good, that's good."

Outside the dean's office.

Wang Wen ran straight to the cafeteria.

He had been delayed for so long that he wondered if the cafeteria still had food.

Halfway there, he saw the skinny boy walking toward him.

He was carrying a lunchbox in his hand.

"I heard you've been busy in the dean's office, so I brought you lunch," he said happily when he saw Wang Wen.

Wang Wen was famished. He grabbed the lunchbox and pulled the boy to the field. They found a stone bench under a shady tree and started eating.

It was the same as before. There were only vegetables and no meat.

There was some meat in the soup. The boy must have gone there early to wait. Once the soup was served, he must have picked the meat from the soup.

However, the meat in the soup was greasy and tasteless. It was not as good as the soup.

Wang Wen thought for a moment. He took out his student card and patted the skinny boy's hand. "Use my card in the future."

The boy was puzzled. "Why? I have my own card. "

"No reason." Wang Wen ate a big scoop of rice.

"Then you—"

"Stop nagging!"

"Oh, okay."

...

After lunch, Wang Wen wanted to go shopping outside the academy.

He needed to buy a translator, and it would be best if he could buy a mobile phone or something convenient for communication.

He looked at the skinny boy following closely at his side and thought that he might as well buy two mobile phones.

If that were the case, he would be short on funds. He did not know if he had enough to pay for a good translator. He had nothing good to say about a poor translator. Furthermore, the good ones were only available 20 years in the future. The current production level was probably rubbish.

Wang Wen thought about that as he walked out of the academy.

He did not walk far.

Suddenly, a few people surrounded him and the boy. They said, "Wang Wen, right? Let's go over there and have a chat."

Wang Wen looked in the direction that the other party indicated. It was a quiet alley.

He felt a little strange.

What was that? Did he offend someone? A hooligan?

It was hard to guard against evil people. Wang Wen decided to find out who the mastermind was, so he followed the others to the alley.

He did not expect the skinny boy to follow them.

"Who told you to come with me? Go back!" Wang Wen shouted at him.