If you are timid before you fight, you are likely to be nervous and make mistakes when you take the stage. Once you make a mistake, it's over.

Lu Fengrou didn't say this, but Yang Xiaoman said this, and Fang Ping didn't know what she was thinking.

"Students of Mowu are indeed more complicated than imagined..."

Fang Ping sighed in his heart. They were just a group of freshmen. In the previous life, they were all rookies. There was no need to think too deeply.

But in this life, I really can’t help but think too much.

"I hope I'm overthinking it..."

…

Credit collection office.

When Fang Ping was about to receive the reward for his breakthrough, he was told that a breakthrough requires a certain product, and you can't just say a breakthrough.

Ordered products are on the second floor of the Logistics Office.

It's very simple. When Fang Ping went up, the warrior in charge of determining the product didn't say much. He pointed at a steel plate and said, "Leave traces and you will be a first-class warrior."

"Leave traces?"

"Yes, you can do whatever you want, whether it's biting or scratching, leaving clear traces, that means it has first-class destructive power."

"It's quite direct..."

Fang Ping smiled. The steel plate was not thick, but it was only required to leave traces. It was not difficult at all.

Stepping forward, Fang Ping paused for a moment. Suddenly, like a shadow, his right leg kicked against the steel plate with a "bang" sound.

The steel plate instantly dented. The warrior in charge of finalizing the product glanced at it and said after a while: "That's it."

After that, he picked up Fang Ping's martial arts certificate and worked on the computer for a while.

"The information has been modified. Before, you only enjoyed first-class treatment. Now you are a real first-class warrior. The information about magic weapons is also connected to the outside world.

From now on, you will have a first-level status everywhere. Next time you break through the second-level status, continue to test.

The next three products are all here."

"Where's the third grade?"

"Don't be too ambitious. I'll ask you when you get to the third level."

The warrior in charge of ordering the products frowned slightly and warned.

Fang Ping nodded, didn't stop any longer, picked up his martial arts certificate and left quickly.

As soon as he left, a man came next to him, rubbed the steel plate for a moment, and murmured: "It has a certain degree of lethality, but the destructive power is limited, and the strength is a bit scattered, mixed and not precise.

It is almost equivalent to a warrior who has tempered one limb. It is stronger than an ordinary warrior, but there is a gap between it and the first-level peak."

After making a judgment, the other party did not pause and left quickly.

The warrior in charge of finalizing the product glanced at him without asking any questions. After he left, he shook his head and said, "Idiot, who would explode with all his strength when testing."

Fang Ping's energy and blood were very high, at least he sensed it, which was no less than 240 calories.

The burst just now was only about 200 calories.

Some students of Mowu know how to use their brains, do not underestimate their opponents, and they also know the role of intelligence.

But this kind of irresponsible intelligence collection is often more harmful!

I learned a little bit about it, then I showed off my humiliation, and I didn’t even know how I died.

However, the disputes between these students have nothing to do with their instructors, unless it involves their students.

Obviously, the instructor in charge of finalizing products had no students who had conflicts with Fang Ping, so he was too lazy to meddle in these nosy matters.

…

With his martial arts certificate in hand, Fang Ping received another 50 credits at the credit collection office.

Just one week after enrolling, his credits reached 252!

And the wealth value has once again increased by 1 million!

At this moment, Fang Ping's data changed again:

Wealth:7500000

Qi and blood: 240 calories (242 calories)

Spirit: 218 Hz (220 Hz)

"It's almost worth tens of millions of dollars. Not long after I came to Mowu, I actually accumulated so much wealth."

Fang Ping felt a little emotional, coming to Mowu was obviously the right choice.

If it were any other school, they would definitely not be as generous as Mowu.

After thinking about it, Fang Ping went to the exchange office again.

"Teacher, do you have any ready-made alloy weapons?"

The warrior in charge of the exchange said without raising his head: "E-level and D-level are all ready-made. C-level and above need to be customized."

"Teacher, can we customize boots here? The kind that are lethal, can be worn on the feet, and are not too uncomfortable."

"have!"

This time, the warrior at the exchange office raised his head and said with a smile: "This kind of special weapon is actually not uncommon, and many people have such needs.

Boots, gloves, and knuckles can all be provided by the school.

As long as you have credits, you make a request and we will be responsible for customizing it.

The lower third-grade, D-grade and E-grade are more than enough, especially the D-grade alloy, which is very difficult for middle-grade warriors to destroy.

As for you, I think you are only a first-grade one, and it is enough to make it from E-grade alloy.

You want to make thigh-high boots?”

Fang Ping nodded and said, "They look like military boots. I'm afraid of ordinary shoes falling off because they won't fit my feet when I put them on."

"Absolutely not!"

The warrior at the exchange office shook his head and said: "You underestimate the manufacturing level of magic weapons. The boots can be made of a special kind of leather, which has first-class breathability and first-class toughness!

The toes, heels, and edges of the boots, including the soles, can all be made of alloy to retain some edge.

In your case, a pair of boots would cost about 2kg of e-grade alloy and require 20 credits.

Boot leather, requires 10 credits.

The customization fee is 10 credits, and the total is 40 credits!”

Fang Ping's mouth twitched, he was trying to steal money!

40 credits is equivalent to 1.2 million in the outside world!

After spending 1.2 million for a pair of shoes, Fang Ping wanted to ask, who else?

Freshmen only have 50 credits in total, and they still need to keep a breakthrough grade, which means that no freshmen can afford it!

Even if they could afford it, I'm afraid not many people would be willing to buy it.

Fang Ping has not yet cultivated weapons. Only his legs and feet have the greatest lethality. A pair of weapons and boots is much easier to use than a sword that does not fit the hand.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Ping gritted his teeth and said: "Customize a pair for me! Also, give me a finger tiger. The finger tiger needs to be made of D-grade alloy!"

"Shuang Kuang, I just like students like you!"

The warriors at the exchange office were also extremely happy. Doing business is not easy, especially a new business.

Even if someone comes to redeem them, most of them are elixirs.

As for weapons, I haven’t sold a few yet.

Look at those students, they have to think about a few credits for half a day, which is very annoying. This guy is rich and powerful, and he only needs a moment to think about dozens of credits.

"The boots need to be customized, E-level, which takes about a week and 40 credits.

There are ready-made Zhihu, you can try it and see which one is suitable. The D-level one costs 20 credits per kilogram, and the made one is slightly more expensive.

But it’s not a big deal, the existing ones are all worth 10 credits, which is exactly 50 credits!”

Fang Ping felt a little sick. The reward he had just broken through to the first level was gone all of a sudden.

Zhihu picked one that fit his hand. The boots had to be tailor-made. A young beauty at the exchange desk came to measure his feet. Even though Fang Ping felt that his feet smelled good, he felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, it was done quickly. Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief and made an appointment to pick up the boots within a week before leaving with a feeling of pain and satisfaction.

1.5 million, bought a pair of shoes and a finger tiger!

Fang Ping just wanted to ask, who else is there!

Fang Ping's inexplicable self-confidence, obviously no one at the exchange office can understand it. The boots made by Fang Ping are pretty good at the lower third level, but at the middle third level, who doesn't have hundreds of millions of equipment?

Not to mention boots, underwear costs a million, do you believe it?

ps: I recommend this book, "Three Thousand Years of Life" by Big Fatty. Big Fatty is very good at writing books. Unfortunately, he has never had good luck. He was an excellent author earlier than me. Now Big Fatty has become a little fat, brother.
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