His biggest weakness now was his low grade of the Mystery Energy.
As long as his Mystery Energy up to grade three, with the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes, he could pass the Midyear Competition.
So, in the case of limited electricity, cultivating the Mystery Energy was the most urgent for him.
He now faced two big problems. The first was about the growth rate of Mystery Energy under the current electric quantity—whether the electric quantity of 6% was enough for him to cultivate the Mystery Energy to the third level; the second was that he must quickly find a way to charge his phone.
“The situation is urgent, but it can be saved.”
Lin Beichen rubbed his face.
At that moment a hunger came over him and his stomach rumbled.
He hadn’t eaten anything since last night, and his stomach had begun to protest.
Lin Beichen put away his mobile phone and leaned over his desk to get some sleep.
Maybe he didn’t feel hungry anymore when he was sleeping.
Ding!
Then, suddenly, there was a slight mobile phone beep in his head.
Eh?
Lin Beichen shuddered.
It was strange!
When he didn’t download anything just now, why was there a beep?
He immediately summoned the phone and unlocked the screen.
A prompt dialog box popped up on the home screen.
“The host has been detected to have metal that could charge the phone. Immediately convert the energy to charge the phone?”
What?
Charging?!
Lin Beichen was stunned.
He was soon overjoyed.
When the words “charge” came into view, his heart was pounding so much that it almost exploded.
Without even thinking about it, he just clicked “Yes”.
Then the phone’s screen brightened, and a virtual battery appeared. The phone went into charging mode.
6%…
7%…
8%…
The electricity started to increase.
But Lin Beichen’s joy didn’t last long. When the charge reached 8%, the charging state ended.
A prompt dialog box of “charge ending” popped up on the phone’s screen.
Was… it over?
Electricity had increased by only 2%.
Lin Beichen felt terrible.
That was too little!
He needed the app on the mobile phone to practice and improve his cultivation base, so his mobile phone would be in operation for the next few days.
The extra 2% was like a drop in the ocean.
“Calm down. I must calm down.”
“I’ll use my brilliant brain to analyze what exactly the principle of this charge is.”
Lin Beichen forced himself to calm down.
Then he closed his eyes and began to think.
The message in the prompt dialog box was “The host has been detected to have metal that can charge the phone”.
What did this mean?
What was the metal that he had?
He had only a sword.
No, he also had…
“Oh, I see.”
It seemed that Lin Beichen’s mind became intelligent. An idea came to him like a flash of lightning and dispelled all his confusion.
It was the silver coin.
It must be the 20 silver coins that he got from Feng Lun.
Then he reached into his pocket.
Sure enough, it was empty.
20 silver coins were all gone.
They must have converted to the phone’s electricity through something called “energy conversion”.
Damn it.
This poor mobile phone was a damn money-consuming product.
It seemed that the “death” who gave him the phone was not a rich man.
Then could the problem be solved as long as he had the money?
Lin Beichen couldn’t laugh or cry.
Uh, no.
Lin Beichen thought about it. For the first four days after he came to this world through time travel, the Mansion of Heaven-fighting Marquis had not been raided. During that period of time, he came into contact with a large number of silver and gold coins. Why didn’t the phone send out a charging alert at that time?
Could it be that only the money he had earned could be converted into electricity?
That should be the reason.
Figuring out the key, Lin Beichen was really at a loss whether to cry or to laugh.
It was an awkward situation.
Unexpectedly, he had to worry about money after he came to this world.
20 silver coins increased the phone’s electricity by 2%.
In other words, 10 silver coins could increase electricity by 1%.
It would take 920 silver coins to fully recharge this mobile phone.
In gold coins, he needed at least 10 gold coins.
It was a huge sum of money.
In Cloudy Dream City, the annual income of a middle-class family was about 10 gold coins.
If it was forcibly converted into Huaxia currency on earth, it was about 100,000 RMB.
The purchasing power of a copper coin in this world was equivalent to one yuan of Huaxia money on earth. 100 copper coins were equivalent to one silver coin, and 100 silver coins were equivalent to one gold coin.
Before that, Lin Beichen could easily take out 10 gold coins, but since his family had been raided, he was now a pauper.
Money became a big problem for him.
“So I’m going to have to figure out a way to make money.”
Lin Beichen held his chin in one hand and began to plan.
In his mind came countless money-making plots he had seen in the previous life when reading online novels, such as making glass, soap, underwear, and gunpowder.
But, damn it, that was impossible.
Apart from the fact that he was a shut-in and avid gamer who could not make these things, even if he could make them, there wouldn’t be enough time for him.
Was there any other way?
It must be too late to make money.
After a while, thousands of possibilities converged into a single word—borrow.
The money he borrowed should be able to recharge the phone, right?
But who should he borrow from and how should he do it?
Since ancient times, many people could add flowers to the brocade, but few people could offer timely help or support.
Moreover, with his unenviable reputation, perhaps over 1,000 students in the entire Third College would rather throw gold coins into a cesspool for maggots than lend them to him.
Did he have to use his body to make money?
Now the physical appearance of this body could be described as handsome.
The problem was, even if Lin Beichen was willing to do it, he couldn’t get out of school.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell rang as Lin Beichen sighed with infinite sadness.
It was noon.
After observing for a whole class, the old teacher found that Lin Beichen, a black sheep, was still in a hopeless condition. Disappointed and angry, he shook his head, sighed, and left the classroom.
He seemed to have thought too much.
This little brute was no genius at all.
There was a murmur around him.
The students of Class Nine whispered.
Of course, Lin Beichen was the focus of the conversation.
In particular, several girls secretly looked at Lin Beichen with curiosity and awe in their eyes.
But still, no one dared to come up and talk to him.
The classroom gradually thinned out because it was time for lunch.
The school had a canteen and provided lunch.
But for Lin Beichen, it was a bit awkward because he didn’t have a meal card.
On the first day when he transferred to the Third College, Lin Beichen threw away his meal card and claimed that all the food served in the college canteen was like pig food, and that even if he died of hunger, he would never eat there.
Then every day at noon, the servants of the Mansion of Heaven-fighting Marquis prepared a rich meal and sent it to the school for Lin Beichen to eat.
And now…
It was like a tragedy.