Genevieve was half-reclining on the hospital bed, holding her phone and watching the video of Fly's post-match interview with rapt attention. Bursts of laughter escaped her lips from time to time.

  Fly wondered inwardly.

  It wasn't until later that Fly learned that although the technology of this world was similar to that of his previous life, the medical standards here were far more advanced than in his original world.

  Hospitals had medical-type Beast Warriors dedicated to treating patients.

  In just a short half-day, Genevieve's leg injury had completely healed.

  "Fly, you really have quite the business mind, don't you?" Seeing Fly enter, Genevieve turned her head and said with a smile on her face.

  "Naturally," Fly said proudly, then took out his own phone.

  Thanks to this interview, Fly's TT account had already accumulated over a hundred thousand followers. There were even many fans actively sending him gifts, just to beg for a friend request.

  Fly made a rough estimate; just these gifts alone were enough to bring him an income of nearly twenty thousand, which could already make up for the loss caused by the halved prize money.

  And this was just the first day.

  As long as he managed his operations well in the future, getting rich was just around the corner.

  Speaking of this, Fly's face revealed an expression full of smug satisfaction.

  "You're impossible..." Genevieve shook her head with a light chuckle.

  Although Genevieve wasn't some wastrel from a wealthy family, having lived a pampered life since childhood, she had never had a time when she worried about money. And her accustomed upper-middle-class lifestyle gave her a sense of superiority, a feeling that she "wouldn't bow down for a mere paycheck."

  In her eyes, money wasn't important; what mattered was spiritual fulfillment, dreams, emotional value, and things of that nature.

  This wasn't hypocrisy; rather, for people who hadn't experienced the hardship of earning money, money was nothing more than a string of numbers to them.

  Therefore, regarding such blatant commercial behavior from others, although she didn't say it out loud, she still found it somewhat tacky in her heart.

  But since this "other person" was Fly, that was a different matter entirely.

  Fly had outstanding talent, his looks weren't bad either, and more importantly, because of the Student Council matter, they had formed an alliance.

  Earlier in the hospital bed, Genevieve hadn't forgotten to watch the final decisive battle of the Freshman Invitational on her phone.

  Skaar was already strong enough.

  Gideon King needed no further mention. His Beast Totem—The Golden Draconian—truly exceeded Genevieve's expectations.

  And there was that Azure-Glow Trident. As someone who had excelled academically since childhood, she recognized at a glance that it was custom-made Warrior Gear from Hyson Industries.

  Although her family background was nice, it wasn't extravagant enough to casually customize Warrior Gear produced by Hyson Industries.

  From this point of view, Gideon King surpassed her in terms of connections, resources, and financial power.

  In that moment, she had deeply sweated cold sweat for Fly.

  But unexpectedly, Fly managed to stay calm in such adversity, successfully finding the weakness of The Golden Draconian totem and defeating Gideon King in one fell swoop.

  This was the answer Genevieve reached after thinking for a long time.

  Although her Grey Sparrow totem had obtained the inheritance of The Resonant Sect, that Golden Draconian was, after all, an ancient legendary species... in a real fight, it would still be difficult to win.

  Genevieve thought to herself.

  Soon, the look in her eyes as she looked at Fly contained a few more degrees of heartfelt appreciation and gratitude.

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  Her red lips curved up slightly. "Thank you, Fly."

  "If you really are short of money, actually you can ask me..." Genevieve's voice became smaller and smaller.

  "Huh? Uh... why did you suddenly bring this up?" Fly scratched his cheek unconsciously.

  Realizing she had lost her composure, Genevieve shook her head vigorously and said somewhat flusteredly, "Did you not see the notification on the school's official website?"

  "What notification?"

  Genevieve froze for a moment, then turned to look at Dean Sterling. "Mr. Sterling, didn't you tell Student Fly?"

  Hearing this, Fly also turned to look at Dean Sterling.

  Dean Sterling smiled and shook his head. "We just finished the match; I haven't had time to say it yet."

  After hearing this, Genevieve smiled knowingly, lifted the quilt, and sat up. Fly saw that Genevieve's thigh was wrapped in thick bandages. Her fingers swiped rapidly across the phone screen a few times, then she turned the screen towards Fly. "Here, take a look."

  "Merit Points?" Fly moved closer to look and was shocked to find that it was a notification about the school's impending implementation of The Merit Points System.

  "Exactly," Genevieve explained. "In order to boost the students' enthusiasm, the school has decided to model itself after universities and establish The Merit Points System."

  "That is to say, previously everyone could only buy Skills, spirit medicines, and other cultivation supplies in the campus store with money. But starting next month, you can redeem them using Merit Points."

  "Simply put, as long as you don't break the rules or cause any trouble while at school, every student will accumulate a certain amount of Merit Points."

  "And making special contributions to the school—for instance, like Student Fly winning the championship of the Freshman Invitational for the school—can also earn a certain amount of Merit Points as a reward. The more outstanding the contribution, the richer the reward."

  "In other words, Student Fly, from now on, you won't have to worry about resources anymore."

  Genevieve smiled.

  Good heavens, I just found a way to make money, and now a system like this comes along...

  Fly thought to himself.

  Just then, a dull knock suddenly came from outside the ward door.

  "Excuse me, is this Genevieve's ward?"

  "This voice is... Mr. Carter?" Fly asked subconsciously, feeling the voice was somewhat familiar.

  "Fly? I finally found the right place." Mr. Carter then pushed open the door and discovered that not only was Fly here, but Dean Sterling and 'Emperor' Valerius were also present.

  "Did you guys not go to participate in the Victory Parade?" In Mr. Carter's impression, after the Freshman Invitational ended, there was usually a Victory Parade activity.

  "I'm not very interested in those activities. Thinking that my companion's injuries were serious, I came straight over," Fly said without thinking.

  "Oh, oh, so that's how it is." Mr. Carter nodded and casually closed the door. Then he walked to Genevieve's bedside and asked about her condition.

  Genevieve didn't shy away either. She gently patted her bandaged thigh. "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Carter. The doctor said there's no longer any problem, but I still need to stay in the hospital for observation."

  "If there are no issues, I can be discharged tomorrow or the day after," Genevieve said with a smile. "By the way, Mr. Carter, why did you suddenly come to see me?"

  Mr. Carter paused, then smiled and said, "My student is injured; it's only right for me to come and take a look, isn't it?"

  "Student?" Genevieve's eyes opened wide, a trace of confusion flashing through them.

  Dean Sterling spoke up, "Genevieve, have you forgotten about our grade establishing The Rocket Class? Shortly after this Freshman Invitational ends, the grade intends to re-shuffle the classes. At that time, Mr. Carter will be your homeroom teacher."

  "Oh, right!" Genevieve nodded, a look of realization flashing in her eyes.

  Subsequently, as if suddenly thinking of something, Dean Sterling suddenly said to Mr. Carter, "Mr. Carter, you came just in time. You are their new homeroom teacher; as for the matter of the League, you should be the one to tell them about it."

  "League? What League?" Hearing there was another competition, Fly instantly became interested.

  "The League, huh." Mr. Carter fell silent for a moment, as if organizing his language.

  Originally, he just wanted to come and see Genevieve. Regarding the matter of the League, he had thought about finding a time later to tell them.

  But since Dean Sterling had brought up the topic, he had no choice but to go with the flow.

  "Actually, the so-called Freshman Invitational isn't just to see which high school's freshman Beast Warriors in Star City are more powerful."

  "The more important reason is to select the participating representatives of Star City to go together and participate in the upcoming Jade State League."

  "The Jade State League?" Fly raised an eyebrow.

  "Correct," Mr. Carter nodded. "The Jade State League, as the name suggests, is our state-level league."

  "This is an annual grand gathering of freshman Beast Warriors across the entire state. Each city in the state selects four of the most outstanding freshman Beast Warriors to go and participate in the competition."

  "Through the group stage and the knockout stage, the final champion is determined."

  Mr. Carter continued.

  "If you can secure a spot in the top three, you might even receive an invitation letter to visit the eight elite universities of The Tulip League."

  "Invitation letter!" Fly's eyes instantly lit up. "Doesn't that mean that when applying to the eight elite universities of The Tulip League in the future, one can obtain a huge boost?"

  "What are you thinking?" Mr. Carter directly raised his hand and flicked Fly on the forehead.

  "First place has never had anything to do with our Star City. Since the inception of The Jade State League, our Star City has never taken first place."

  "Uh... then what are the results of the Star City Representative Team in previous years roughly like?" Fly rubbed his forehead, which had just been flicked by Mr. Carter, and asked curiously.

  "Previous years?" Mr. Carter glanced at Fly. "Stopped at the knockout stage."

  "At our worst, we couldn't even make it out of the group stage."

  Fly: "???"

  The expressions in the eyes of Genevieve and 'Emperor' Valerius on the side also became somewhat subtle.

  In their hearts, Star City High had always been a pretty good school, so when they heard that the worst result was not even making it out of the group stage, they still felt it was a bit hard to swallow.

  "Then, what about the best result in history?" Fly continued to ask.

  "Best result in history?" Mr. Carter said directly without thinking, "Ten years ago, we took second place once."

  Fly: "???"