: Did he die inside?

After all, the receptionist had said that as long as he performed well, he could sign a better contract, so Zhou Yu didn't take it too seriously.

In short, let's get the money we can get first.

After signing his name on the contract, Zhou Yu returned the paper contract to the receptionist.

Wei Yuan, who was standing to the side, did the same.

"Very good," the receptionist confirmed the contract details, then said, "We'll make copies of your student IDs later. Before that... who would like to go first?"

As she spoke, the receptionist pointed to a room in front of the two of them.

"Because our research institute is newly opened, we haven't done enough preparation yet, so we've only prepared one room for now. Therefore, we'll have to trouble you two to use the same room."

"But rest assured, there are many ways to ship the goods, and there are also special protective measures. You two don't necessarily have to be like-minded."

Wei Yuan: "What do you mean, 'fellow traveler'?"

Zhou Yu: "What kind of people?"

The receptionist simply smiled and handed each of them a clear cup. "Once you've stored it, just place it on the designated spot on the wall. I'll be waiting for your message in the next office."

After saying that, the receptionist left, leaving Wei Yuan and Zhou Yu standing at the door of the room, staring at each other.

Zhou Yu: "You go first."

Wei Yuan: "No... you go first."

"No, no, no," Zhou Yu shook his head repeatedly. "You are a top student from a key high school, while I am just an ordinary student. My greatest role in this life is to serve as a stepping stone for someone as talented as you. You should go first."

"No, no, no," Wei Yuan shook his head as well, "We're all students, there's no class distinction, you go first."

Zhou Yu: "..."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Now, both of them have only one thought in their minds.

What if I get out before him?

Those who enter first have a natural disadvantage. Although the two of them have already sold their dignity by coming here, since everyone has sold their dignity, everyone's starting line is the same.

"Don't cultivators all say that spending money on in-game purchases is useless?" Zhou Yu thought to himself. "Then why would he do something that sells his dignity?"

Wei Yuan's feelings were also complicated. It wasn't that he wanted to rely on spending money to cultivate. It was just that his family was poor and the tuition at No. 1 High School was ridiculously high. He had no choice but to think of these crooked ways to supplement his family's income.

Who knew I'd run into someone my own age!

Although he was just an ordinary student at No. 2 Middle School, Wei Yuan still harbored the pride of a top student.

"Go ahead," Wei Yuan said. "Although No. 2 High School isn't a particularly good high school, the academic pressure must be quite high. Every minute and every second is an opportunity to improve. I'm a student at No. 1 High School. Even if I waste some time, I'll still be better than the geniuses at No. 2 High School. It won't bother me."

Zhou Yu replied, "If I go in, you'll waste more than just a little bit of time."

Wei Yuan was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Yu sneered, "I could fight like this all day long."

"...I don't believe it."

"It's okay if you don't believe me," Zhou Yu stood up, seemingly preparing to go inside, "but don't regret it later, and don't knock on the door to rush me."

After a moment's hesitation, Wei Yuan was a little worried that this guy might deliberately stay inside doing nothing, just to disgust him.

"Wait a minute..." Wei Yuan thought about his learning environment at No. 1 High School, his expression stiffened, "Let me go first."

Zhou Yu gestured for him to come in. "Please come in."

Without saying a word, Wei Yuan pushed open the door, closed the door, and even locked it from the inside.

As soon as the door was locked, Wei Yuan heard Zhou Yu's voice coming from outside the door, "Wait, we're both grown men, why did you lock the door? Are you afraid I'll spy on you?"

Wei Yuan's forehead veins were practically bulging. "I was afraid you'd suddenly burst in."

"You think too highly of yourself," Zhou Yu said from outside the door. "I have absolutely no interest in you. So, you high achievers...sigh..."

Wei Yuan ignored him and walked to the back of the room, where he sat down on the sofa.

The room was simply furnished: a sofa, an old television set facing the sofa, and a coffee table in front of it, on which were some unsightly items.

To the right of the sofa stood a rough bookshelf, on which were some white books.

To the left of the sofa stood a machine.

It was about waist-high to an adult male, and the height was adjustable. There was something attached to the top, but Wei Yuan didn't look at it closely.

He glanced at the cup in his hand, his heart racing, feeling somewhat nervous.

Next... is...

"Hey, why is it so quiet? Are you deliberately stalling for time? I can't hear a thing even with my face pressed against the door!"

Wei Yuan's face darkened. "Get out of here!!"

……

About half an hour later.

Click—

The door opened, and Wei Yuan walked out of the room with a livid face.

Zhou Yu, sitting on the bench, looked up at him with a smug look in his eyes. "Is it over?"

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and nodded.

With Zhou Yu bothering him from the outside, Wei Yuan was somewhat uncomfortable.

Although I felt a little uncomfortable, I still came out.

To save face, Wei Yuan stayed inside a little longer, trying to maintain what little dignity he had left...

"Get some rest, you high achiever," Zhou Yu patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder, gesturing for him to sit down, then gave him a thumbs up, "Take a good look at what a real man is like."

Wei Yuan looked at Zhou Yu with the same look he'd given an idiot, and watched him walk into the room.

"Damn it..." Wei Yuan sat on the bench, head down, elbows on his knees, pressing his forehead.

Zhou Yu is currently "busy" inside, while he sits outside. To be honest, Wei Yuan is thinking of calling the police...

"This guy better stay in there for at least an hour, or I'm definitely calling the police!"

Before his thoughts had fully settled, the door that had just been closed suddenly opened, and Zhou Yu walked out.

"No way," Wei Yuan was dumbfounded, "you're some kind of Western quick-draw gun?"

"No, no," Zhou Yu scratched his head and said, "I just wanted to ask... if I stay inside too long, will you feel inferior and want to take revenge on me?"

"..."

"Hey, what are you doing with your phone?"

"Hiss... what's the emergency number again...?"

"Damn it! You'll regret this!" Zhou Yu cursed as he turned and went into the room, closing the door and locking it from the inside.

This pause...

It's just two hours.

Two hours later, Wei Yuan: "..."

Did that idiot die in there?