Chapter 46: Class-C Contract

Chapter 46: C-Class Contract

His consciousness returned from the virtual Imperial Arena, and Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes.

Before him were the bright lights of the public martial arts hall, and the two familiar faces of Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian.

They had just finished their evening body-tempering practice and were sitting nearby, drinking water and quietly waiting for him.

Seeing Qin Feng open his eyes, they both stood up almost simultaneously and quickly walked over.

Their faces bore a barely contained curiosity and excitement, but both tacitly held back, not asking immediately.

Qin Feng had spent the entire afternoon immersed in the Imperial Arena, surely to break through the critical 50 merit points needed for the C-Class contract.

Now, the result was about to be revealed.

Qin Feng looked at their expectant, slightly anxious expressions, stood up from the floor, and stretched his stiff body.

Then, he let out a soft sigh.

That sigh instantly changed the expressions on Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian’s faces.

“Did… did it not work?”

Qian Duoduo asked cautiously.

“It’s okay, Qin Feng.”

Shi Potian also spoke in a deep voice, ready to console him. “The opponents in placement matches are too random. One failure doesn’t mean anything. We all know your strength. Next time…”

Before he could finish, Qin Feng interrupted him.

“It worked.”

A smile finally appeared on Qin Feng’s face. “Segment one, 84 points.”

The air was still for a second.

“Damn!”

Qian Duoduo reacted first. He was momentarily stunned, then laughed in exasperation, lightly punching Qin Feng on the shoulder. “You bastard! With those honest eyes, you’ve learned to be mischievous! You scared me!”

“Haha, Qin Feng, you rascal!”

Even the usually steady Shi Potian couldn’t help but laugh, reaching out to pat Qin Feng’s shoulder as well.

Their genuine joy and excitement were plain to see.

They were truly happy for their brother, their comrade.

“Quick! Quick! Apply now!”

Qian Duoduo was even more excited than Qin Feng himself, urging him on.

“How do I apply? Let me check…”

Shi Potian was also a bit excited.

This guy was only aloof with strangers; once familiar, he wasn’t so cold-faced.

“For that, we need to ask Qian Duoduo.”

Qin Feng looked at Qian Duoduo.

“Hey, you’ve come to the right person!”

Whenever it came to procedural matters, Qian Duoduo perked up. He thumped his chest and rattled off the details like a pro:

“Simple! Just privately message Teacher Wu Shangfeng on your subspace pass terminal. Remember, we all joined his temporary class group on Gamma-7 last time? So you’re under Teacher Wu now. Send him a screenshot of your Imperial Arena ID, rank, and points. He has the authority to directly verify it with the Imperial Arena’s central database.”

He paused, then continued: “After verification, he’ll first issue the 50 merit points directly to your account. Then, he’ll submit the C-Class contract promotion application to the school’s academic system. The higher-ups approve it quickly—basically instantly. The whole process probably won’t take more than five minutes.”

“Alright.”

Qin Feng nodded and immediately pulled up his wrist terminal.

In the temporary class group that had been silent for a month, he found Wu Shangfeng’s avatar, sent a screenshot of his personal info, along with a brief message: “Teacher Wu, applying for placement reward merit points, then applying for C-Class contract promotion.”

“Sent. Let’s head back to the dorm.”

Having done that, Qin Feng put away his terminal. The three exchanged smiles and left the public martial arts hall together.

The night was deep, and the campus was quiet.

Walking back to the dorm, their hearts were light and joyful.

The moment they stepped into Room 402, Qin Feng’s wrist terminal let out a crisp “ding.”

It was a reply from Wu Shangfeng.

He opened the light screen, and lines of concise, powerful text appeared before his eyes.

[Verification complete.]

[Imperial Arena placement match reward: 50 merit points, issued.]

[Student “Qin Feng,” total merit points reached 105, meeting the C-Class contract promotion standard.]

[Promotion application submitted, approved.]

Immediately after, a brand-new, golden-glowing electronic contract file automatically popped up.

[Congratulations, student Qin Feng. Your contract has been successfully upgraded to: C-Class]

[C-Class Contract Benefits are as follows:]

[I. Cultivation Resources (Monthly Issuance):]

[1. Intermediate Spiritual Energy Potion x 2 (Starting next month, an additional vial each month, and so on)]

[2. Intermediate Body Repair Bath x 2 (Starting next month, an additional session each month, and so on)]

[3. Low-Grade Mental Energy Recovery Pill x 1]

[4. On-Campus Mentor Guidance x 1 session]

[5. C-Class Custom Nutrition Meals x 90 portions]

[II. Unlocked Permissions:]

[1. A-Class Zone, Single Cultivation Dormitory (includes private cultivation room)]

[2. A-Class Zone, Public Martial Arts Field (includes advanced gravity room, simulated combat room, etc.)]

[3. Qiming Star Inter-School Martial Arts League, eligibility to participate]

[III. Contract Restrictions:]

[1. Within one year, if unable to advance to B-Class contract or to the third year of high school, all C-Class contract benefits will be revoked and downgraded to D-Class contract.]

[2. Condition for advancing to B-Class contract: total merit points reaching 1000.]

Qin Feng, Qian Duoduo, and Shi Potian huddled together, reading every word of this new contract. The entire dorm fell into a stunned silence.

Qian Duoduo instinctively pulled up the subspace network trading platform and typed in a keyword.

One by one, glaring prices popped up.

[Intermediate Spiritual Energy Potion (Imperial Standard Edition), single vial price: 100,000 Imperial Credits.]

“……”

Qian Duoduo calculated, “Two doses—that’s two hundred thousand!”

[Intermediate Body-Repair Medicinal Bath Pack (Imperial Standard Edition), single dose price: 100,000 Imperial Credits]

“Two times, another two hundred thousand.”

“And this one, the lower-grade Mental-Enhancement Potion…”

Qin Feng’s gaze fell on the third item.

Qian Duoduo immediately searched.

[Lower-grade Mental-Enhancement Potion, single dose price: 200,000 Imperial Credits.]

“Hiss—”

This time, all three of them drew in a sharp breath in unison.

“Mentor guidance… that’s priceless, something money simply can’t buy.”

“C-grade customized nutritional meals—let me check… Damn! One meal costs 5,000 Imperial Credits! Ninety meals a month—that’s four hundred and fifty thousand!”

Item by item, they tallied it up, and all three were stunned.

Intermediate psychic energy potion: 200,000; intermediate medicinal bath: 200,000; mental-enhancement potion: 200,000; nutritional meals: 450,000…

And that didn’t even include the mentor guidance, which couldn’t be measured in money.

In just the first month, the resources the school invested in a single C-grade contract student had already reached 1,050,000 Imperial Credits!

What’s more, starting from the second month, the quantities of psychic energy potions and medicinal baths would increase month by month!

“…”

Qin Feng was dumbfounded.

Qian Duoduo was dumbfounded.

Even Shi Potian, who had always seen much of the world, was dumbfounded.

They knew the resources for a C-grade contract would be generous, but they never imagined it would be to such an exaggerated extent.

This was no longer simple resource allocation—it was practically using money to forcibly pile a path toward becoming a powerhouse!

After a long silence, Shi Potian slowly exhaled, breaking the quiet.

He said with emotion, “I understand now. The C-grade contract is itself meant for second-level martial artists whose life-force index has broken through 10.0. For second-level martial artists, the body’s endurance is stronger, and the demand for energy is greater. These resources perfectly meet their need for rapid growth, allowing them to charge toward the third level as quickly as possible.”

His gaze shifted to Qin Feng, a hint of awe and admiration in his eyes.

“But no one ever expected that someone, in just one month, with a life-force index barely above 3, could forcibly seize this contract originally meant for second-level martial artists.”

“Heh heh,”

Qian Duoduo let out a sly chuckle, patting Qin Feng on the shoulder. “This is awesome! Second-level martial artist resources used on a first-level martial artist! Qin Feng, who knows—in a month, your life-force index might shoot straight to 10.0!”

Hearing this, a strong glimmer of anticipation lit up Qin Feng’s eyes.

With such an ocean of resources backing him, his sole weakness would be rapidly filled at an unimaginable speed.

Afterward, the three of them carefully studied the other permissions unlocked by the C-grade contract.

A single dormitory, complete with an independent training room—the treatment was almost comparable to a luxury hotel suite.

But Qin Feng didn’t plan to move out immediately.

Dorm 402 already felt like home.

The atmosphere of training and progressing together with the other two was something he needed at this stage.

The single-zone public martial arts hall—that permission was quite useful.

Especially the advanced gravity room inside, which had an unparalleled effect on tempering the body.

Finally, there was that line: “Qualification to participate in the Qiming Star Inter-School Martial Arts League.”

“I know this one!”

Qian Duoduo immediately stepped into his role as the intelligence officer.

“This Qiming League is where the school wants you to earn those 1,000 merit points and push for a B-grade contract!”

He explained, “This league is jointly organized by the top seven martial arts high schools on Qiming Star. It’s held once a year, divided into three grade groups: first-year, second-year, and third-year. Martial artists of the same level compete in rankings. It’s not just a symbol of personal honor—it’s where the seven schools flex their muscles and show off their strength!”

“The rewards for the league are unimaginably generous! They say that if you can break into the top hundred in the first-year group, the school will directly reward you with 100 merit points!”

“Top fifty gets you 200 points!”

“And if you can break into the top ten… that means becoming one of the ten strongest first-year students on the entire Qiming education planet!”

“As for first place, I don’t know—it changes every year—but it’s absolutely beyond imagination.”

Qian Duoduo’s voice was even a little shaky from excitement.

“The school will directly reward you with 500 merit points!”

“I see.”

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

The C-grade contract was just a new beginning.

The path to the B-grade contract had been clearly laid out before him.

“Still need to keep working hard.”

Qin Feng murmured to himself, then opened his wrist terminal—the transformed subspace network pass—and replied to Wu Shangfeng: “Received, thank you, Teacher Wu.”

Ding-dong—

Wu Shangfeng’s message came back instantly.

“You’re welcome, keep it up (smiley face), get some rest early (night).”

“Good night, Teacher.”

“1.”

(End of chapter)