Chapter 23: I’ve Had Enough of Wolf Meat

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Zhang Xing’s face was flushed with excitement. He had just made a lavish expenditure, and it felt truly refreshing.

Now that he had mastered both magic skills and warrior techniques, his confidence soared. It was time to choose to advance as an advanced mage.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Island Master for leveling up. You are currently an advanced mage. Experience 80/500.]

[Next mission initiated. Upgrade black dragon to Tier 4. Current EXP: 239/500]

[Construct a Pond, breed aquatic animals, and provide food for the black dragon!]

“I can hunt and kill outside to provide the black dragon with food and necessary points to level up,” Zhang Xing voiced out the question in his heart.

The System replied, [Divine Dragon Island is like a country. It can only become stronger through continuous development and upgrades, allowing the dragons on the island to be nurtured successfully.]

[In the future, the island will have lush forests, mountainous woodlands, scorching deserts, vast oceans with towering waves, snow-covered mountains and rivers, and volcanoes with boiling magma. The Island Master needs to construct all of these!]

Hearing this, Zhang Xing was indeed a little shocked. He nodded thoughtfully as if he had a clue.

He opened the System’s construction panel and found the Pond to construct.

A white light flashed in the direction of the orchard, and a two-kilometer-long river appeared.

“What? This is considered a Pond? I was wondering why it would cost 10,000 gold coins to build a Pond. Now I understand. In the eyes of the System, a small river is a Pond.”

He opened the Shop and found aquatic animals. The cheapest one was a big carp. 1 gold coin for 100 fish.

The most expensive one was 1,000 gold coins per fish. He could not afford it.

He just needed to buy some similar items, but he would spend the gold coins.

Since he was breeding animals in the river, he could not focus on just one species.

After careful consideration, Zhang Xing bought 10,000 carp, 10,000 crucian carp, 50,000 river prawns, and 30,000 dog-headed fishes.

The dog-headed fish was about one to one and a half meters long and weighed about 100 pounds, which should be enough for Black Treasure to eat.

Looking at 100,000 fish entering the river, Zhang Xing felt that he had become a big fish farmer. He felt quite accomplished.

He still had 17,000 gold coins left, which should be enough for now, but planting forests and creating mountains and seas would require much more.

Zhang Xing left Divine Dragon Island and returned to the academy. There were still ten minutes before the afternoon class. He did not go back to his dorm but walked straight into the classroom.

At this time, the students were all sitting in their seats waiting for the instructors to come to class.

They chatted and joked in twos and threes.

“Zhang Xing, come here!”

Zhang Xing looked over when he heard the shout. It was the thirteen-year-old Linde Clive, the Young Master of West City’s Count Linde family in West City, and also the class monitor.

Zhang Xing ignored Clayve, who had freckles all over his face and pale skin.

This noble teenager relied on his family background and gathered a few flatterers from low-ranking noble families to establish dominance in the class.

During this month since the start of the school, he had approached Zhang Xing three times, asking him to join the Linde family. To put it bluntly, he was Clive’s underling.

Zhang Xing ignored him completely. Clive thought that Zhang Xing was afraid of him.

The entire class of students thought the same way. Even if you had exceptional magical talent, without strong support from a noble family, you could not develop further.

The key issue was that being a mage was a financially demanding profession. If you didn’t have money, how could you level up?

They all knew that Zhang Xing had the talent of an intermediate mage, but he hadn’t earned a single credit and hadn’t seen him spend a single penny.

Isn’t it obvious? Zhang Xing was dirt poor.

If this continued, Zhang Xing would still be at the level of an intermediate mage when he was in his teens, but he would not have the strength of a mage.

“Zhang Xing, as long as you join my Linde family, my grandfather said that he would give you five gold… Umm, three gold coins every month, and I’ll personally treat you to wolf meat buns every week!”

Zhang Xing curled his lips. “I’ve had enough of wolf meat.”

What? Had enough?

Boom!

Upon hearing Zhang Xing’s immature voice, the entire class burst into laughter.