"What's the interesting event?" Luo Yu asked curiously.
The lean young man mysteriously said,
"No worries, no need for me to say, someone will announce it later when all you new students have arrived."
Luo Yu rolled his eyes. In our place, you get hit for talking like that.
"Come on, I'll take you to the gym first. There are seats there, and all the early arriving freshmen will gather there."
On the way, Luo Yu did learn some common knowledge about life inside Martial University from the lean senior.
For example, the use of Points.
Within Martial University, all external currencies are worthless, only Points are the real deal, otherwise, you trade goods for goods.
Small things like eating in the cafeteria require Points, and so do renting a cultivation room, getting a lesson in combat techniques from seniors or teachers, or buying Elixirs or weapons.
The purpose of this is also to prevent children from wealthy families from taking an absolute advantage from the beginning, which would be unfair to the ordinary Martial Examinees.
The biggest attraction of the various Martial Universities is that once you get to college, whether your families are poor or wealthy, everyone starts at the same starting line; it's up to your personal effort.
Of course, Luo Yu was aware that it's impossible to have absolute fairness. Like using money might not get you Points, but some second-generation rich kids can absolutely use the resources provided by their families to gain some conveniences within the school.
But so far, it's already pretty good.
"Senior, how many Points does the school award for taking on this tough reception work?" Luo Yu asked.
The lean young man took another look at Xia Luo, who seemed ordinary beside him.
"Eh, you're quick on the uptake."
"Indeed, for receiving you newbies, the school does have a Points reward, but it's very little, only five Points."
"But for a senior like me with lousy strength, five Points are also quite nice."
Xia Luo nodded and said with a smile,
"Five Points are, of course, not enough to hire you, senior. You're just warmhearted and like helping out new students who have just enrolled."
The lean senior's eyes lit up, "Kid, talk more if you can, the senior loves to hear it!"
Isn't that making the road ahead wider?
He said,
"Tonight, you freshmen will have a competition, so you need to make sure you rest up from the fatigue of your journey. The higher the ranking, the stronger the combat performance, the more benefits, so you, junior brother, need to work hard."
Luo Yu's eyebrows rose.
He understood that the lean man didn't really want to say all this, he only did because Luo Yu was nice to listen to.
"Thank you for the guidance, senior." Luo Yu showed great manners and fully respected every person he met.
The lean senior patted Luo Yu on the shoulder in a friendly manner.
"You're on the right track, kid, I have high hopes for you."
"However, I must remind you, in our Martial University, everything is about strength; sometimes personal connections and etiquette are not that important."
Luo Yu got the subtext.
Meaning, it's useless if you can only talk a good talk; you need real strength for others to respect you, which was a reality check for himself.
Luo Yu was inwardly amazed and amused, but he certainly couldn't jump out to reveal his identity with a statement like "I am the Da Xia Godson, I am the best."
That would be too foolish.
"Understood." Luo Yu nodded in agreement.
The lean young man, seeing that his plain-looking junior brother was so receptive and listened to his senior's advice, felt his fondness for the kid greatly increase.
He leaned in and whispered,
"Junior brother, if you're confident in your strength, your senior can recommend an opportunity for you to earn Points."
"Oh?" Luo Yu looked at the man, who had the look of a thief, and laughed, "It's not a problem, senior. We don't do anything illegal or disorderly, of course."
The lean young man whispered, "Tonight, you new students will compete in a special way to decide the ranking."
"In our school, there are people who set up betting pools to predict rankings. If you predict correctly, you can win Points."
"But for some new students with strong capabilities and high expectations, even if you guess their rankings correctly, the Points you win in the end won't be much, because everyone is betting on them."
Luo Yu's expression was strange: "Our Martial University actually has people daring enough to set up such betting pools?"
The lean young man grinned, "Wherever there are people, there is a society. A small bet lifts the spirits, it's harmless, and the school won't care."
"The school won't care?" Luo Yu raised an eyebrow.
The lean young man said, "This betting pool was set up by the student council's vice-chairman Xue Can with the backup of the Qin Family's killer. Even the school leaders wouldn't fail to give face. You probably don't understand yet; actually, in every Martial University, the student council has a lot of power."
"Got it, where do I place bets?" Luo Yu asked.
The lean young man looked at him strangely: "Didn't you say you do not engage in illegal or disorderly activities?"
Luo Yu teased, "Didn't senior say it's just a small bet and harmless?"
"Eh— you!" The lean young man gave Luo Yu a thumbs up: "You're pretty interesting, kid."
He opened his phone and logged into an app.
"Look, this is what the student council set up, just do it here."
"So openly?"
Luo Yu finally understood. The student council was indeed formidable, doing these things underneath the school leaders' noses, so blatantly, and without fear.
"Bro, there are probably over nine hundred new students in your batch. How many ranks do you think you can confidently hold? I'll bet on you."
The lean young man winked.
Luo Yu was puzzled: "What an odd way to bet."
The lean young man explained, "Ah, you see, tonight's event isn't about drawing lots and dueling on the platform. It's about which rank you think you can hold your ground. If you get the ranking right, you can earn Points."