Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 761 -

"You've truly become a Samurai?" The Principal's expression was one of shock. Wang Linchi had truly shone when the moment arrived.Before his unique constitution was unearthed, he had always been unremarkable. Now, he had become a Martial Student in just one month, and a Samurai a mere month and a half after that. This was freakishly talented.

One could only say that Wang Linchi's special constitution was exceptionally suited for Poison Skill. This was also a point of regret; if it were a different type of skill, his upper limit might have been reached even faster. After all, Poison Skill wasn't mainstream. Most cultivators only practiced it as an auxiliary skill. In this regard, Wang Linchi could only be considered to have bad luck.

"Yes, so I want to apply for the recommended admission," Wang Linchi said calmly.

"No problem, I'll submit the application right away. If things move quickly, someone will come to verify it this afternoon," the Principal said, checking again, genuinely pleased.

Since the establishment of the South District Second School, not a single recommended admission spot had ever been granted. Whether in terms of teaching staff or educational resources, the school was lacking. One couldn't expect to raise a Jiaolong with poor nutrition. Wang Linchi was a pure accident. Without the discovery of his special constitution, he would merely be a Martial Student unable to even form an Air Vortex.

Therefore, the Principal had to maximize this achievement. This would allow him to leave this quagmire and pursue a future far more promising than remaining the principal of this dilapidated school. If it weren't for this unexpected success with Wang Linchi, the Principal would be stuck here for life. Lacking significant achievements, he had no connections to leverage for a transfer.

"Understood, Principal," Wang Linchi responded, then asked, "Can I go choose Cultivation Techniques and Martial Arts for Samurai now?"

His purpose in coming here was not only to secure the recommended admission quota but also to acquire these resources.

However, this question made the Principal look somewhat troubled.

"Our school doesn't have Samurai-level Cultivation Techniques or Martial Arts. Only the Martial Arts University has them."

"Otherwise, to obtain them, you'd have to enter Dungeons, earn the corresponding points, and then exchange them through official channels. They are generally not available anywhere else."

The Principal was naturally talking about the regular channels accessible to ordinary people. The privileged, however, faced no such constraints.

Beyond that, there were irregular channels. One could steal, rob, or buy from the black market. However, the black market offered no quality guarantees. If there was a flaw in what you bought and you practiced it incorrectly—which happened often—the mildest consequence was losing all your progress, while severe cases could lead to paralysis or violent death. Such incidents were frequent.

Forget about guaranteed quality or quantity. It's called the black market for a reason; most things there are either traps or illicit goods that can't see the light of day. It's rare for things obtained there not to cause problems.

To avoid such disasters, there were plenty of legitimate channels, provided your own items for trade were legitimate. But legitimate channels all shared one characteristic: they were expensive, expensive enough to make one's heart bleed. Otherwise, how could a black market even exist? It is precisely because there is demand that there is supply.

Wang Linchi had never once been to the black market. He knew his own situation; going to the black market would undoubtedly lead to trouble, and he'd get entangled in a nasty mess.

"So, you're saying that unless I enroll in a university, the only way to get them is to risk my life in Dungeons or accept official tasks?" Wang Linchi's eyes widened. It felt like a setup. The former would likely take some time, as the martial examinations hadn't even started. What school could he enroll in now? As for the latter, he felt that going to Dungeons would also bring endless trouble, which was why he had always resisted it.

"Exactly." The Principal certainly wouldn't mention the illegal channels. As a public servant, it wasn't appropriate for him to say such things.

I'm sure he patronizes those channels himself, the Principal thought. But Wang Linchi and I are just casual acquaintances. I only see him as a stepping stone for my own career; I haven't thought about investing deeply in him. What if Wang Linchi reports me? What would I do then?

Although illegal channels were an open secret, a kind of unspoken rule, it was best to see through it but not speak of it. If it were truly exposed, it would inevitably cause trouble. So, adhering to the principle of "better safe than sorry," the Principal didn't offer any further hints.

Besides, I've already secured the value Wang Linchi represents. As long as he reaches the Samurai realm, that's enough for my purposes. I haven't considered forming a deep connection. Wang Linchi's 'special constitution' allows for astonishingly fast progress, true, but without sufficient background and power, he won't go far. Once he enters a Martial Arts University, he'll likely just become a retainer for some influential person. If I get involved then, I'll inevitably be forced to pick a side. Taking sides is necessary, but it has to be my own choice, not one I'm forced into.

"That's truly a pity," Wang Linchi said, also feeling some regret.

"Well, it's not that there are no solutions," the Principal said, his eyes suddenly lighting up. He didn't plan to invest in Wang Linchi himself, but he could act as a go-between, recommending Wang Linchi to certain influential people. Many influential people enjoyed investing in promising individuals like Wang Linchi, who possessed ample qualifications. And I could also curry some favor with those influential people, he thought.

Wang Linchi instantly saw through the Principal's intention to use him again. This fellow is truly something, always trying to fleece the same sheep, thinking I'm some naive young kid unfamiliar with the ways of the world.

"Ah... I think I'll pass on that. It wouldn't be good if something went wrong," Wang Linchi said, implying he was a law-abiding citizen.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now. I'll return this afternoon for the inspection."

Since there were no more freebies to be had, he didn't intend to continue indulging the Principal. As for the issue of Cultivation Techniques, it wasn't a major problem for Wang Linchi.

At worst, I'll just put on my Knights-errant of the Righteous Path persona and go rob the rich to aid the poor. That should solve it, right?

"Wang, you're an orphan..." the Principal began, trying to persuade him earnestly.

Wang Linchi listened with a smile but didn't take in a single word. It all went in one ear and out the other.

Watching this, the Principal felt helpless and ultimately could only let Wang Linchi leave. Recommendations couldn't be forced. If Wang Linchi himself was unwilling, nothing anyone said would matter.

The Principal felt a sense of frustration, as if trying to sculpt stubborn iron. He's as stubborn and stinky as a stone in a latrine! How am I supposed to use him to build connections if he's like this? With this kind of attitude, he didn't dare force a recommendation. If he offended an influential person, what was originally an attempt to curry favor could turn into an intentional slap in the face, and the losses would outweigh the gains.

"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it. Go back and rest," the Principal said, sounding rather irritated.

Now that Wang Linchi had no further value to him, he stopped engaging with him.

It's always 'value them when useful, cast them aside when not.' This Principal really has the style of those people I met back in Great View, Wang Linchi thought.

"Mm, alright," Wang Linchi said and left directly, without a single glance back.

He's using me for his career advancement, and I'm using him as a stepping stone. It's a relationship of mutual, albeit unequal, benefit, though the Principal isn't aware of my side of it, Wang Linchi mused.

On his way back, Wang Linchi happened to run into students leaving for their lunch break.

"Wang, you finally came to school!" a voice called from behind.

"Yep, came to take care of a few things," Wang Linchi said, turning to see Meng Cheng. He looked him over and said, "Congratulations, you successfully condensed an Air Vortex and became a Martial Artist."

"Hey, I can't compare to you," Meng Cheng said, though the wide grin on his face clearly showed his delight. He had been about to head home when he unexpectedly ran into Wang Linchi. Most students like them didn't eat in the school cafeteria but went home for better meals. When practicing martial arts, nutrition definitely had to keep up.

"About that earlier matter, thank you so much. I heard from the Principal that you recommended me," Meng Cheng said in a low voice.

Wang Linchi immediately understood. The Principal had given the qualification spot to Meng Cheng. This was indeed within his expectations, as there weren't many students who met the criteria, only a handful.

"You're too kind. It's because you yourself are excellent. Otherwise, even with my recommendation, the Principal wouldn't have chosen you," Wang Linchi said, deflecting the credit.

Meng Cheng was still too young. That qualification had nothing to do with my recommendation. For it to land on him, the Meng Family must have invested considerable resources. Otherwise, he couldn't have dreamt of getting it from the Principal. His family just didn't explain it clearly to him, so he thinks it was because of my recommendation. I won't take credit for this. The Principal's 'cleverness' regarding me will surely lead to bitter consequences later; it'll be hard for the Meng Family to avoid misfortune. As for the promotion the Principal is so fixated on, it's likely to be ruined because of this. In that influential person's eyes, they won't think I, Wang Linchi, manipulated the Principal. They'll only see the Principal as being blinded by greed and deliberately making the switch. Otherwise, why would he change the person they specifically designated? Whether their choice wins or loses is their business, not a reason for you to make substitutions.

"You're right about that!" Meng Cheng said, his face beaming with pride and joy. Then he added, "Come on, I'll treat you to a meal."

Feeling good from the praise, he naturally wanted to show his appreciation. That's why he offered to treat Wang Linchi.

"No thanks, I still have things to do. Next time, definitely next time," Wang Linchi declined. Group meals often lead to 'plot developments.' I can only tearfully decline, he thought.