My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 131: School Name

“I’ve got a general understanding of the situation.”
Principal Pu Xueli shook hands with Lu Bai, then turned sideways and gave Chen Li a look.
Chen Li stepped forward, bowed to Lu Bai: “Student Lu Bai, I apologize for my actions and hope you can forgive me.”
His statement was quite sincere, with no flaws to pick at.
To be fair, this Director Chen had always maintained such an arrogant demeanor before, and Lu Bai had known this from the first time he met him.
Not exactly bad, just a somewhat nasty personality that wasn’t very likable.
Being able to reach the director position was probably due to his identity as a Death Fighter.
Lu Bai himself was too lazy to bother with someone like that.
Moreover, the friendly attitude from these school leaders now was mainly because they valued his future, but the problem was that the future hadn’t been realized yet.
If he forcibly sought revenge now, the school might still side with him, but his identity as a victim wouldn’t be so perfect anymore, and it would be a case of the loss outweighing the gain.
Continuing to maintain the image of a perfect victim obviously had more benefits.
Hadn’t he immediately received an extra one million after making such a fuss?
Lu Bai smiled and stood up to help Chen Li to his feet.
“Director Chen need not do this. Zu Dian Campus is thriving and vigorous; standing at a new starting point, we should continue and extend together, growing in symbiosis.”
“Well said!”
Vice Principal Guan Yong applauded very obligingly.
With the principal taking the lead, the school personnel present naturally followed suit with great eyesight, and the reception room was immediately filled with cheerful air.
……
By the time he returned home with the Lu siblings, it was already afternoon.
No matter how shocking the event, after half a day of cooling off, one should be numb to it.
Lu Ziyi’s attitude toward Lu Bai remained neither cold nor warm, with no obvious changes, leaving only Lu Qingyan occasionally howling like a spasm.
“Transferred the money to you. Eat something good from now on.”
Lu Bai put down his mobile phone and said to his sister.
He transferred one million to Lu Ziyi so she wouldn’t have to continue working the three-shift rotation at the convenience store.
Probably due to special handling, Zu Dian Campus quickly completed the payment process; Lu Bai had just gotten home, and his account already had two million more.
With this sum of money, his finances were now much more comfortable.
Of course, this money could at most improve the quality of life; buying a house was out of the question.
It wasn’t that housing prices in Yiju City were particularly expensive—hundreds of thousands for a basic one, over a million for a good one, not a high average.
It was just that they already lived in Yiju City, so changing floors wouldn’t mean much.
But if they wanted to move out of Yiju City to the rich district, this amount was far from enough.
After all, Underground City No. 9 could be called inch of land inch of gold, with space being a very precious resource; houses in the rich district might not even be buyable with two more zeros added.
“Big bro, big sis, shall we go out to eat today? With money now, shouldn’t we celebrate properly?”
Lu Qingyan rolled off the sofa and said excitedly.
“Nutcase.”
Lu Ziyi irritably tapped the little brat’s head, then turned to Lu Bai, hesitated for a moment, and said: “But we should indeed celebrate. I’ll go buy groceries.”
……
Watching Lu Ziyi leave, Lu Bai shifted his attention back to his mobile phone.
In fact, besides the notification of the large transfer, his phone screen was crammed with other messages.
Undoubtedly, the news of him ranking first in two consecutive rounds of Deathmatch Duels had, after half a day of fermentation, been known by all factions in Underground City No. 9.
Many factions sent congratulations, and some media wanted to invite him for exclusive interviews.
Even the United Government General Office sent him condolences, and even if drafted in the Secretary-General’s name, this level of attention was quite high.
The value of ranking first in two consecutive rounds was self-evident.
However, these were minor details; the truly noteworthy ones were only those olive branches extended from other campuses.
Chuzhong, Yuji, and Zhaoxi Ku.
These three campuses simultaneously sent him admission invitations, also mentioning they would provide bonuses, just not as generous as Zu Dian Campus directly sending two million.
According to what Lu Bai understood, these three campuses happened to rank in the top three among all campuses.
Over the years, it had always been these three competing for the top three spots; even if occasionally overtaken, they could quickly return to their original positions.
So lower-ranked campuses weren’t without the idea of recruiting Lu Bai; it was purely self-awareness that they couldn’t compete with these three, so they just tentatively mentioned it in emails.
It was worth noting that Shelter No. 9 had a total of ten Deathmatch Campuses.
Normally, they were directly called First Campus, Second Campus, and so on; like Lu Bai’s current Zu Dian Campus, which was Sixth Campus.
But this naming wasn’t based on the campuses’ overall strength, but a sequence.
Chuzhong, Xiaolian, Dalian, Chengfu, Zhaoxi Ku, Qianjue, Zu Dian, Fayin, Fanku, Yuji, Zuku, Xiaoxiang, Daxiang.
Among them, Xiaolian and Dalian referred to the same campus, while Xiaoxiang and Daxiang were the logistics allocation departments overseeing these ten schools.
Hmm, just looking at these campus names, one could probably guess what sequence it was.
Signifying rebirth through death.
But regardless of the implication, most civilians in the shelters would still subconsciously refer to the campuses by their sequence.
Tangent,
Anyway, the three campuses extending olive branches to Lu Bai had far superior faculty strength and resource reserves compared to a bottom-tier campus like Zu Dian, even stably cultivating students ranking first every year.
For ordinary students, transferring campuses was a matter of course.
But Lu Bai had cheats, so no need to learn from seniors’ experience.
As long as a training venue was provided, it was the same at any school.
Lu Bai finished typing in the email box and clicked send.
[Politely declined haha~(ω)]
……
People like to designate special days to do things they could do any other time, and additionally imbue them with special meaning.
But Lu Bai didn’t like that; he preferred to act spontaneously.
After accompanying the siblings to eat a sumptuous and nutritious meal.
He lounged on the sofa for a bit, then decided to go to the riverside for breathing exercises.
The more he adapted to life in this world, the more relaxed he became.
Even though he knew very well there were secrets behind the Deathmatch System and that the United Government was definitely concealing something.
But he wouldn’t eagerly seek answers; he wasn’t a person with a sense of urgency in his previous life either.
Anyway, as long as he continued steadily like this, once he became a true Death Fighter, these secrets would eventually reveal their true face to him.
Yiju City’s noise went on 24 hours nonstop, and the air always carried pungent, chaotic smells.
Lu Bai stepped out of the coffin building and immediately quickened his pace.
Yiju City wasn’t a suitable place to live, something he had known early on.
You couldn’t point to men reeking of booze and smoky corners and call it the taste of life.
After all, now that he had money, Lu Bai turned into a high-end convenience store, planning to use a carbonated drink to dilute his sense of smell a bit.
“Give me a bottle of Coke. How much?”
The cashier smiled sweetly: “Ten bucks.”
“How big a bottle?” Lu Bai was stunned.
“Just the kind sold outside for three bucks.”
“……Never mind.”
Lu Bai suddenly decided to leave.
The taste of life seemed tolerable after all…