Chapter 250: Zhang Yu's Backward Thinking

Oasis Mansion, 1111th Floor.

The top floor of this new landmark building in Songyang City is now the highest point of the entire city.

At this very moment, when Zhang Yu stood at the highest point of the city, he could see that the hall was filled with employees from the Oasis Group.

A loud bang came from the sky.

A series of fireworks made of divine thunder burst open, and as lightning intertwined with lightning, streaks of electric light formed the two characters "ten billion" in the night sky.

In the venue, the host shouted, "To celebrate the food loan scale surpassing ten billion! Today, all food and potions are free! Everyone's bonus this month is doubled!"

"Let us thank President Wang!"

Everyone cheered. President Wang smiled and waved his hand, saying casually, "Everyone keep working hard, strive to expand the food loan scale to a hundred billion! A thousand billion! Ten thousand billion!"

"In the future, this venue can produce 100 billionaires!"

Accompanied by everyone's screams, the atmosphere at the scene became even more heated.

Someone shouted, "President Wang! Give out red envelopes!"

Wang Yin laughed heartily. With a thought, pieces of interest-free red envelope talismans suddenly appeared, scattering like raindrops across the venue, causing everyone to cheer again, and the atmosphere reached its climax in an instant.

Bai Zhenzhen also let out a cheer and rushed up to grab the red envelopes.

Wang Yin walked over to Zhang Yu and asked curiously, "What? Not going to grab the red envelopes?"

Zhang Yu forced a smile and said, "I won't grab for them along with the regular employees."

Wang Yin laughed and said, "That's right. You'll get richer and richer in the future. When people get rich, they must learn not to compete with those beneath them for these small sums of money."

Then Wang Yin glanced at Zhang Yu's skin and said, "Come with me. I'll show you something good."

Having said that, he had already pulled Zhang Yu into another room.

A young man roughly the same build as Zhang Yu stood there, and upon seeing the two, he quickly bowed.

Just as Zhang Yu was wondering what was going on, Wang Yin said, "Take off the skin and put it on Zhang Yu."

Under Zhang Yu's astonished gaze, the young man peeled off the skin on his body like taking off an overcoat, revealing the flesh-and-blood body underneath.

Wang Yin, standing nearby, patted Zhang Yu and laughed, "I told you to change to real skin before, but you kept refusing, so I took the liberty of buying this practice skin for you."

Seeing the shock on Zhang Yu's face, Wang Yin spoke with great familiarity, "High-end practice skins all come from human bodies. To maintain good vitality, they are nourished daily with essence blood and prepared with secret methods. They are often worn on live clothes hangers, who maintain the practice skin by circulating their energy and cultivating every day."

"Such handmade skin cannot compare to the mass-produced stuff on you."

"Especially this skin—I chose it specifically. It comes from a toughening expert. After you wear it, it can strengthen your own defensive techniques and break through your original limits."

"You might not know, but our Netherworld University has a divine technique called Blood God Son, which specializes in skinning and making skins. My skill in this area may not be good, but my eye is not bad..."

"Come, come, come, change into it quickly. Throw away that fake skin of yours, and don't ever wear it out to embarrass me again."

Looking at the young man called a live clothes hanger, Zhang Yu couldn't help asking, "Doesn't it hurt you?"

The young man was slightly stunned, and a smile appeared on his bloody face: "We had our pain nerves blocked before entering the trade."

"Sir, rest assured. I've been in this line for over twenty years. I have rich experience in caring for real skins. There will be no flaws on the skin..."

Watching the other person holding the skin about to put it on him, Zhang Yu couldn't help cursing in his heart, "Crazy. This Kunxu is really fucking crazy."

Wang Yin noticed the reluctance on Zhang Yu's face and frowned, "Don't you like this skin?"

The young man holding the skin, afraid the deal would fall through, quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, if you don't like this one, our shop has other types of real skins. Should I have them brought in?"

Wang Yin picked up the skin from the young man's hands, fiddling with it back and forth while occasionally putting it on the young man to check, and said puzzledly, "This skin is of good quality. No problems at all."

Zhang Yu watched Wang Yin's actions. For some reason, even though the other person was selecting equipment for him and wanted to give him a gift, at this moment Zhang Yu felt from Wang Yin a kind of... aura that frightened him more than anyone he had ever met before.

Watching him toy with the young man and the human skin like they were a clothes hanger and clothes.

Watching the look in his eyes as he gazed at the young man and the human skin at this moment.

Zhang Yu felt that he seemed to suddenly understand why the other person's eyes held no hostility but only friendliness.

"That wasn't the look of looking at a person, but the look of looking at property, a pet, a small animal..."

At that moment, someone walked in from outside the door—it was Sheng Jie and Tan Shishan, who had also earned their Foundation Establishment qualifications.

But the aura of the two now was vastly different from before; every breath caused the spiritual energy around them to tremble, emitting an overwhelming pressure that radiated from their bodies.

Wang Yin glanced at the two and said, "Oh? You've reached Foundation Establishment?"

Sheng Jie quickly bowed and said, "Our families scraped together some money, let us establish our foundations early, get used to it sooner, and have more of an advantage when we enter university."

Although Zhang Yu's income had skyrocketed, he would still need about half a year to scrape together enough money to buy a Celestial Spirit Root.

But for Sheng Jie and Tan Shishan, who had already reached the peak of Qi Refining, as long as they passed the Foundation Establishment qualification exam, they could rely on their families' support to establish their foundations.

Watching this scene, Zhang Yu sighed inwardly... The disparity in wealth meant that although he was clearly more outstanding than them during the Qi Refining stage, he would fall behind them in Foundation Establishment.

And if he wanted to establish his foundation before graduating high school, it would ultimately require the support of President Wang beside him.

President Wang ignored the two who had just established their foundations, instead looking at Zhang Yu and smiling. "I've checked it over; it's fine. Hurry up and put it on so I can see."

So, beneath Yijia's delighted gaze and the jealous stares of Sheng Jie and Tan Shishan, Zhang Yu silently put on the training skin that Wang Yin had given him.

President Wang laughed heartily. "I knew I didn't pick wrong; this skin really suits you."

"Wear this to meetings from now on, got it?"

In Zhang Yu's mind, the crippled ox visualized by the Crippled Ox Body-Forgetting Mind Technique had inexplicably come to a complete halt.

Watching that crippled ox, which no longer moved in his mind no matter how the mental technique operated, Zhang Yu thought to himself, "What a garbage mental technique."

"Is it that it only operates effectively when I suffer and toil, constantly under pressure, constantly charging into danger?"

"I want to buy a Celestial Spirit Root; I want to establish my foundation."

"I don't want to be poor in Kunxu for the rest of my life! I don't want to lose to those rich people just because I have no money!"

"And as for training skins, they're just equipment in Kunxu anyway. It's no big deal..."

Before long, another month had passed.

The time had come to May.

Inside Songyang High School.

Zhang Yu looked at the 29 million in his bank account and thought to himself, "Soon, soon I'll be able to buy a Celestial Spirit Root and establish my foundation."

Suddenly, he heard sounds of a fight.

Zhang Yu frowned and looked over, only to find Zhou Chechen being surrounded and attacked by over a dozen classmates.

"Do you still think you're the student council president? Your Zhou family is done for now; they have no say on the board of directors..."

"Zhou Chechen, you're no richer than us now." "Hand over your homework notebook!"

"Hehehe, today I want to taste what kind of medicine the student council president uses!"

Zhang Yu initially didn't want to get involved, but as the commotion grew more and more outrageous, he finally couldn't help but say, "Get lost, don't mess around near me."

Hearing Zhang Yu's low shout, the crowd of students surrounding Zhou Chechen immediately scattered in fear.

Zhou Chechen silently stood up, looked in Zhang Yu's direction, nodded slightly, said a soft thank you, then turned and left.

But Zhang Yu knew that because the Zhou family lacked competitiveness and had missed the chance to cooperate with the Oasis Group, they were now in decline.

Zhou Chechen's days at Songyang High School were likely to become tougher and tougher from now on.

"But... none of my business."

Zhang Yu went to the cafeteria to have lunch, only to find that the synthetic food had gone up in price again. Even Qian Shen, who sat at the same table, seemed to be eating a bit less than before.

That evening, he came to the Oasis Building again for the meeting.

Looking at the next service to be promoted at the meeting, Zhang Yu couldn't help gritting his teeth, thinking to himself, "Mortgaging flesh and blood?"

!

Following the successful promotion of the food loan, the Oasis Group decided to launch a flesh-and-blood mortgage service, allowing users to repay debts with their own flesh and blood.

Although he knew this was a project that had long existed in Kunxu, watching the corporate people at the meeting discuss how to collect flesh, how to appraise it, how to liquidate flesh and blood, and how to store it still made Zhang Yu feel as if he were seeing living people being stripped of their tendons and flesh, sent to the dining table...

Time arrived at June amidst Zhang Yu's mixed feelings of agony and ease.

With the end of another college entrance exam, there were only three months left until Zhang Yu would enter his senior year.

By now, Zhang Yu's account had over 33 million.

But he still came to the stronghold of the Dark Tutoring World, planning to give some lessons and earn more money.

At least the atmosphere here felt more relaxed than Oasis Group.

But as Oasis Group allied with various companies, companies like Xianyun Group and Deep Sea Group in the education sector had intensified anti-piracy actions, even showing intentions to abandon their original gangs, like discarding a used chamber pot.

On the other hand, as the salaries and benefits of company employees continued to decline, the number of tutoring class students also gradually decreased.

Especially some elderly students, after their income dropped, directly exhausted their lifespan and reached the end of their lives.

Now every time Zhang Yu walked into the classroom, he could see new old students missing, and his income from the Dark Tutoring World also sharply decreased.

July.

The weather in Songyang City gradually became hot.

In this gradually hot weather, Zhang Yu's savings finally reached over 38 million.

It was at this time that some scandals about Oasis Group were exposed on the internet.

At that day's company gathering, Zhang Yu, who was having dinner with President Wang, couldn't help but ask, "President Wang, that matter about using mortgaged flesh and blood as materials to make food..."

Wang Yin, upon hearing this, casually said, "Oh, that matter."

He looked at the curious gazes of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, and smiled, "It's all nonsense from news people. How could the company add human meat to synthetic food?"

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, thinking, "Kunxu is crazy, but it hasn't reached that level yet..."

Wang Yin said, "Synthetic food is so cheap; adding human meat would be a loss."

"Only when selling to the higher levels do we use the flesh and blood mortgaged by users."

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, "Sell to... the higher levels?"

Wang Yin smiled slightly, looked at the two, and said, "You don't think we do all this just to earn this level of money, do you? What use is this level of money? It's hardly spendable on the higher levels."

He diligently taught the two: "When you enter Netherworld University, you'll understand. The higher levels obtain various resources from below by licensing Immortal Dao technology and exporting Immortal Dao products."

"The human body is a great treasure trove. Blood, flesh, skin, bones, marrow, brain, as well as resentment energy and souls all have various wonderful uses."

Wang Yin: "And if they have undergone human body modification surgery and practiced cultivation diligently, the value is even greater."

Zhang Yu's expression darkened, "So they pay for their own modifications, feed themselves drugs, cultivate themselves, and then make themselves more valuable and easier to sell?"

Wang Yin said, "In this process, they can improve their grades and have more chances to get into good universities. Even if they fail and have to sell their flesh and souls, they can cash out at a higher price. This is a good thing for them."

"Besides, our Netherworld University, along with Heavenly Demon University, Celestial Demon University, and White Bone University, all have particularly high demand in this area."

"If materials are insufficient, how can we compete with the other top ten?"

"And the higher you go, the higher the labor costs. Many places even ban mortal farming, and there are human body protection acts, resentment emission management..."

Wang Yin said with some emotion, "In this regard, the higher levels are far less cost-effective than the first level. We are forced to come here."

Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and said, "So... we are selling the people of the first level, their flesh and blood, to the people of the higher levels?"

Bai Zhenzhen on the side was also stunned at this moment, as if she hadn't expected that the Oasis Group incident had such inside information.

Wang Yin glanced at the two, sensing their resistance, and said, "You come from mortal families on the first level, your thinking is very backward. I can understand this."

"But you must remember, the flesh and blood on their bodies are all sold by the people of the first level themselves."

"They want to sell, we buy. I give them a full price. This is a mutually willing transaction."

"Even if they don't sell to me, they will sell to others."

"This is normal on the path of Immortal Dao."

Wang Yin earnestly advised, "And in another year, you will go to the second layer to attend university. After that, this first layer will have nothing to do with you. Think less about things here; preparing well for Foundation Establishment is the real business."

"You are very talented. Perhaps you can reach the fifth layer, even the sixth layer. Don't waste the opportunity."

Looking at the silent Zhang Yu and the somewhat flustered Bai Zhenzhen, Wang Yin frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied with the performance of both.

It was like watching a pet dog guarding its food; he shook his head and sighed: "Am I the one giving you money, or is someone else giving you money?"

"Whoever gives you money, shouldn't you listen to that person?"

"If you still can't figure it out, then take a few days off and think it over carefully, understand it clearly."

"You are both smart people."

"I believe you'll figure it out."

Zhang Yu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but thought of the tens of millions in savings each he and Bai Zhenzhen had.

Thinking of the Celestial Root they planned to buy, thinking of Foundation Establishment, thinking of the Top Ten...

Zhang Yu then found that his body, tempered through a thousand refinements, now could not muster the slightest bit of strength.