Does this even need to be considered?
Chen Shu decisively spoke, "Uncle Zhou, can you take me along?"
"You?" Zhou Cheng's expression flickered. He sized Chen Shu up, then said with some difficulty, "Entering the异空间 (Yi Kong Jian -異空間) requires a ticket."
"It's fine, I'll pay for the ticket myself. I just want to tag along and see what it's like."
He hadn't reached Black Iron level yet and couldn't enter the 异空间 (Yi Kong Jian -異空間) alone.
Zhou Cheng pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Since that's the case, come to the company in three days and wait. Xiao Yu will be going too. Just make sure your contract spirit protects itself."
Clearly, he was aware of Chen Shu's final exam performance. The Golden Slime's defense surpassing Xu Xiaoyu's Fire Bird showed it had some merit.
"Thanks, Uncle Zhou!"
Chen Shu's expression was joyful. Although he couldn't craft Great Strength Flowers anymore, getting to experience the 异空间 (Yi Kong Jian -異空間) was a good experience.
He used up the last three Great Strength Flowers and left with thirteen bottles of Mid-grade Great Strength Potions.
The black market was bustling with people.
Chen Shu had become a proud Level 5 Beastmaster, able to enter and exit the black market freely.
He arrived at his exclusive spot, laid out a blue cloth, and placed the surplus potions from his system inventory.
"Little Chen, here to make money again?"
"Old Brother Wang, how's business today?"
Chen Shu was leisurely and had no intention of shouting. His reputation had already been established.
The number one Great Strength guy in the black market, who didn't know him?
Old Wang sighed, "Miserable. If I don't sell these, I'll have to eat dirt."
Chen Shu said, "Perfect, you can directly eat the Earth Dragon King Beast Cores from the stalls. It's a way to utilize waste."
Old Wang didn't pay attention to Chen Shu's words; instead, he leaned over and whispered, "Seriously, Little Chen, where did you get these potions from? Introduce me to a channel too."
"No channel, I brewed them myself." Chen Shu said earnestly.
"Give me a break."
Old Wang rolled his eyes and returned to his stall.
Chen Shu sighed. In this day and age, no one believed the truth.
"Boss, I want a bottle of Mid-grade Great Strength Potion!"
While the two were chatting, a queue had already formed in front of Chen Shu's stall.
The Mid-grade Great Strength Potion at eight thousand per bottle was clearly extremely cheap, even affecting the market.
Although it couldn't be resold without a trademark, it was perfectly fine for strengthening one's contract spirit.
Chen Shu grinned, handed the potion to the customer, and received eight thousand yuan via Super Trust.
"Another bountiful day."
Suddenly, a young man in the queue said, "Excuse me, Auntie, can you queue properly? Do you understand 'first come, first served'?"
An auntie who was about to cut in line looked displeased, returned to the back of the queue, and muttered, "You don't know how to respect the elderly or love the young. What kind of person are you?"
The young man looked back, snorted, and then said to Chen Shu, "Boss, how many bottles of your potions do you have left?"
"Twelve bottles of Mid-grade Great Strength Potion, fifteen bottles of Low-grade Great Strength Potion."
Chen Shu's eyes shone. Could it be that he'd be packing up so soon today?
"Cough, cough, I'm asking for the brothers behind me." The young man coughed and said, "Give me a bottle of Mid-grade Great Strength Potion."
Chen Shu: ...
"Hmph, what a loser?" the auntie said mockingly.
The queue, consisting of only a few people, quickly finished. The auntie originally planned to buy one of each.
But the university student in front of her packed up all the remaining potions.
"Hey, young man, can you drink this much?" the auntie asked anxiously.
She had only heard about cheap potions being sold in the black market for the first time. She originally wanted to buy some for her grandson, but didn't expect them to be so popular.
"Why would I drink this stuff? Of course, it's for my contract spirit," the university student rolled his eyes and left the black market with the potions.
Chen Shu also packed up, preparing to go home with a happy mood.
But at this moment, his phone beeped.
"Did the final exam results come out?" Chen Shu looked at his phone with anticipation.
Name: Chen Shu
Culture Subjects: 396
Beast Taming Subjects: 215
Total Score: 611
Class Ranking: 2
Grade Ranking: 20
Chen Shu grinned. He had ranked exactly 20th, which was truly playing with his heart.
However, it was actually close to Chen Shu's estimation. His score in culture subjects was undoubtedly the best in the grade, but his beast-taming subjects were mediocre.
Although his defense was the best in the grade and his attack power was also outstanding, his beast-taming level was just average. The most fatal flaws were the potential rating of his contract spirit and the speed test.
Two F ratings would definitely lower his total score significantly.
This was equivalent to the past world, where your grades in all subjects were excellent, but your English score was only fifty or sixty points. No matter how outstanding you were, you would never be ranked at the top of the grade.
Fortunately, Chen Shu's culture subject scores were heaven-defying.
How could it fly out of the world of flowers
Suddenly, Chen Shu's custom new phone ringtone rang.
The caller ID clearly displayed "Fang Zhengjing".
Chen Shu's expression stiffened. He didn't expect it to be his homeroom teacher and picked up without thinking.
"Hello? Teacher Fang."
"Chen Shu, you've been admitted to the senior year special training class!" Fang Ke's voice trembled, clearly filled with excitement.
Chen Shu curled his lips and said, "Old Fang, calm down! Isn't this to be expected?"
At his age, he had no sense of composure at all.
Fang Ke took a deep breath and then said, "Chen Shu, I really misjudged you before. I didn't expect you to be a gold wrapped in dung!"
"Of course, I was just... Hmm? What do you mean by dung?" Chen Shu's smile suddenly stopped. He immediately sensed something was wrong.
What did he mean by "gold wrapped in dung"?
Fang Ke said, "Don't worry about the details. I'm proud to have a student like you."
"The school's bonus isn't low, right?" Chen Shu asked.
"Definitely... Cough, cough. As a teacher, teaching and nurturing is both my duty and mission. Talking about money is so vulgar?"
Chen Shu: ...
"Can you be any more fake?"
The two chatted for a while, and then Chen Shu proactively hung up the phone.
"These people are always so easily surprised. Besides, when do I have time to chat with you idly?"
Chen Shu left the black market whistling, his heart filled with joy.
Although he didn't attach much importance to the senior year special training class, being able to get in was the best, and it was a way to prove himself.
Back home, Chen Shu immediately shared this good news.
His parents appeared very happy and began notifying relatives and friends, sharing their joy.
Chen Shu, however, returned to his room to prepare for the trip to the 异空间 (Yi Kong Jian -異空間).
Phone, power bank, playing cards, sunglasses, instant noodles, snacks...
Lacking wilderness survival experience, Chen Shu meticulously prepared all sorts of items that might be useful.
Unfortunately, the system space couldn't store real-world items; it could only store system rewards or potions refined through the system.
Twenty minutes later, his large army backpack was packed to the brim.
"It should be about right."
Chen Shu clapped his hands, looking satisfied. "I'm truly a genius!"
Accustomed to taking it easy, Chen Shu's heart surged with ambition. Although he didn't want to work hard, he was extremely fond of fighting.
"Conquering the first 异空间 (Yi Kong Jian -異空間) will be the beginning of my rise to fame!"
But he forgot that he had already gained fame. Although the reputation of the public toilet alchemist wasn't good, he was still a celebrity, for better or worse.
Even the manufacturer of those alpaca t-shirts had made a fortune because of him.