"Heh, Shifangyu University has no sincerity at all."
"Let me break it down for you. That recruiter, Cui, made it sound great with all his pretty words, but he only actually promised development funds for two Pet Beasts."
"What kind of development resources do you even need for a Grouper Fish or a Little Cyan Snake? Even with a mutated bloodline, the cost would be a million yuan at most.
"Compared to the annual development funds for other cubs with High-star Potential, that's just peanuts.
"And as for the special treatment for being number one in your year—that's not a resource reserved just for you. Anyone can fight for it, so it doesn't count as a real perk."
"If you ask me, you should consider our Pennsylvania Royal Geographical College..."
Listening to the first part of the analysis, Gu Ming had to admit it made a lot of sense. The recruiter had a point.
But when he heard "Royal Geographical College," his heart sank, and he started to suspect the man's intentions.
