Chapter 57: B-Class Contract (Requesting Follow)

“Sss~”

Lin Qi was slightly unsettled; beside him, Fang Huiyi drew in a sharp breath.

Lin Qi knew he had talent, but the ranking he’d shown so far didn’t seem worthy of Yue Feng, the Seventh Realm deputy director, coming here in person to negotiate.

Yue Feng spoke with a hearty tone:

“You haven’t eaten yet, let’s eat while we talk.”

He gestured to a nearby black square table, inviting Lin Qi and the others to sit.

He sat across from them, and a white square robot glided over, its square face displaying 2D facial features.

The metal lid on its head automatically opened, releasing a rich, fragrant aroma, revealing brightly colored dishes inside.

“Try our Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall’s nutritional meal,” Yue Feng said, placing the dishes on the table.

“Lin Qi, Sister Fang, eat up—this entire meal is worth four Energy Pills,” Sun Guanli explained from beside them.

Lin Qi was secretly shocked—four Energy Pills meant 20,000 Xiaoguo yuan. What kind of nutritional meal was this, so expensive?

“This is a higher-grade nutritional meal. Once you get into one of the Three Top Schools, you can eat it every day.”

“Eat!”

Yue Feng chuckled.

Lin Qi picked up his chopsticks, looked at the four dishes and one soup, and didn’t hesitate—he picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and put it in his mouth.

The meat was fresh, tender, juicy, perfectly cooked, and delicious.

Lin Qi nodded—this taste was far better than the nutritional meals at No. 2 High School’s cafeteria.

No wonder it cost twenty thousand.

Fang Huiyi, his mother, ate a few bites and couldn’t stop nodding; her whole body warmed up, her complexion turning rosy.

After eating a few bites, Lin Qi felt his whole body heat up, his stomach warming—his Strong Stomach began activating.

“Lin Qi, your teacher Zhang Cheng recommended you to me, said you’re a genius,” Yue Feng said, taking a simple sip of soup.

Teacher Zhang…

Lin Qi was surprised—he hadn’t known Teacher Zhang had any connection with Yue Feng.

“Lin Qi, I watched your livestream match against Songbai High yesterday.”

“Your performance proved your talent—you deserve a B-class contract.”

Yue Feng spoke slowly, his expression serious; beside him, Sun Guanli pulled out a tablet and projected its screen.

Before Lin Qi’s eyes, a contract document appeared: B-class Contract.

“Finally!”

Lin Qi thought inwardly—he wanted a B-class contract. Chongming and Heiyao Martial Arts Halls wouldn’t offer it, but Chiqiong was willing.

“To be modest, our Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall ranks first in Xiaoguo, even globally, in overall strength.”

“Our requirements for geniuses are the strictest among all martial arts halls.”

“The number of geniuses who secure A or B-class contracts here is the smallest among the three major halls.”

“Take Qiu Jie, ranked tenth in your class—he’d only qualify for a C-class contract here.”

“But at Heiyao Martial Arts Hall, he’d get a B-class contract,” Yue Feng explained slowly.

Lin Qi nodded, listening quietly.

“Although both are B-class contracts with the same money and resources upfront, things change later,” Yue Feng smiled.

“Sorry, I digressed a bit.”

“B-class contracts differ from C and D-class—they’re already on another level entirely, akin to A-class.”

“First, we’ll give you three million Xiaoguo yuan and two million yuan worth of resources, for five years.”

“You’ll also get a 25% discount on all purchases at our Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall-affiliated supermarkets.”

“Moreover, you’ll have free access to our virtual training pods.”

“Plus a free private martial arts room equipped with fist-strength testers, speed analyzers, recovery pods…”

“You’ll also receive 500,000 points from Chiqiong Home—another substantial sum.”

“These points will be used when you break through the First Realm or master your third killing technique.”

Yue Feng laid out every benefit in one breath.

Lin Qi stared at the projected B-class contract terms, his heart accelerating uncontrollably.

He sighed inwardly: No wonder it’s a B-class contract—it’s far superior to C-class. Just the cash alone is two million more, and resources another million.

And all of this is given to him for free—no repayment required.

Not even the same league—the gap was enormous.

With this money, he could pay off all his family’s loans.

Not to mention other benefits—like the free private martial arts room. He’d been in Guo Heng’s room before.

He knew exactly how convenient it was—he’d been envious then.

Now, if he signed, he’d get it for free. Beside him, Fang Huiyi froze mid-chew, stunned the moment she saw the B-class contract.

Could Xiaoqi sign a B-class contract?!

When she was in school, she’d only signed a contract with an ordinary martial arts hall—just 200,000 yuan.

Her brother Fang Zhe had only gotten a D-class contract from Heiyao Martial Arts Hall.

Even Lin Zhen, the most talented among them, had only secured a D-class contract from Chongming Martial Arts Hall.

She’d assumed Lin Qi’s limit was a C-class contract with Chiqiong—never imagining it’d be B-class.

Deeply shaken, Fang Huiyi stared at her son Lin Qi and suddenly felt a strange unfamiliarity—her mind went blank.

“Lin Qi, this is the full B-class contract offer. Will you sign?” Yue Feng asked, looking at Lin Qi.

Lin Qi didn’t rush—he turned to Fang Huiyi:

“Mom, what do you think?”

Fang Huiyi snapped back, speaking slowly:

!

“Xiaoqi, you decide.”

She felt her life experience offered no useful advice—better let her son choose.

Lin Qi nodded, his expression calm as he declared:

“I sign this B-class contract!”

“No more consideration?” Yue Feng asked.

Lin Qi put down his chopsticks and shook his head: “No need. I accept the B-class contract.”

“If I refuse after you, Director Yue, came here personally, I’d be ungrateful.”

Yue Feng burst into laughter:

“Interesting—I’m liking you more and more.”

“Old Sun!”

Sun Guanli cleared the dishes, pulled out documents and the tablet, pointing to the signature spot.

Lin Qi took the black pen and carefully signed his name.

【Lin Qi】

Then he pressed his fingerprint, repeating the process on the tablet.

“Alpha!” Yue Feng called.

Across the table, a smooth blue metallic sphere opened a pair of black eyes and floated into the air.

It swiftly flew to Yue Feng’s side.

“Master, I’m here!”

A female voice emerged from the metal sphere.

“Take a photo of us!”

“Understood!”

“Come on, Lin Qi, let’s take a photo together—upload it to headquarters’ network.”

“Once approved, the contract activates immediately,” Yue Feng explained.

Lin Qi nodded, stood beside Yue Feng for the photo, then pointed curiously at the metallic sphere:

“What is this?”

Yue Feng smiled: “Alpha is an intelligent lifeform—it greatly enhances my efficiency in training, daily life, and work.”

Lin Qi stared at the hovering “Alpha,” moving through the air—utterly astonished. He’d never seen such an intelligent lifeform before.

“Of course, these are rare and expensive—more costly than virtual pods,” Yue Feng added.

Lin Qi shook his head—virtual pods cost over ten million; intelligent lifeforms were even pricier, beyond imagination. He certainly couldn’t afford one.

“Lin Qi, from now on, you are officially a member of Chiqiong Martial Arts Hall.”

Yue Feng looked at Lin Qi seriously:

“I came here personally to sign with you—that’s a privilege no other B-class genius has received.”

“According to the rules of the three major martial arts halls, contracts can be upgraded—but the conditions are brutal, and few ever succeed.”

“Historically, those who upgrade their contracts are exceedingly rare; those who rise from B-class to A-class are rarer still.”

“But I believe you can—your potential hasn’t been fully revealed.”

“If you significantly climb the rankings in the mid-term or final national assessments, your B-class contract will upgrade to A-class.”

"And I am willing to believe you."

Yue Feng spoke slowly, each word deliberate, his expression solemn.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the entire office fell silent.

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(End of Chapter)