Chapter 89.2
Editor: Jodi
Bai Jing gave them two days to rest, then showed up on the third day.
And when the group saw Bai Jing again, their eyes shone with even greater admiration and gratitude than before.
Their benefactor was simply too good to them. So much so that even if he were to demand their lives at this moment, they wouldn’t hesitate to comply.
Qi Yu lowered his gaze, his black hair falling over his defiant yet fervent eyes.
This was the third time he had seen Bai Jing.
The first time had been in the pitch-black laboratory.
Someone had shattered the glass cage that had held him captive for so long. And when he barely managed to open his eyes, he thought he was looking at an angel.
The second time was in the slums.
And like everyone else at that time, he had knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the dirt, offering his loyalty and soul to the youth.
And now, the third time was here.
The teenager standing before them had a slender figure, with a slim waist and long legs. His features were so exquisite that they didn’t even seem real. And his skin, whiter than milk, glowed softly under the light, almost luminous.
When those stunning teal colored eyes turned to meet his, Qi Yu felt his breath hitch.
How could someone this perfect exist in the world?
Lowering his gaze again, he felt his heartbeat go out of rhythm.
Bai Jing glanced at them, a trace of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.
The group had cleaned away the grime and filth and were now dressed neatly, their nails trimmed. Most importantly, there was finally life in their eyes.
After exchanging brief pleasantries, he brought out a mental power testing device. “Let’s measure your exact mental power levels first.”
After conducting the tests, Bai Jing found that all thirteen of them had mental power levels above S.
The lowest was around 15,000.
The highest was Huang Yue, the young woman, whose mental power had reached an astonishing 32,000—surpassing 2S!
Even the Jiang family, known for producing energy masters, couldn’t boast such a number of S level talents. In fact, they didn’t even have half as many!
If trained properly, these people would undoubtedly have bright futures.
However the group didn’t look excited.
———
This was because after learning their genetic rankings, they seemed to finally understand why the nobles referred to slum dwellers as ‘trash’ or ‘useless’. And worse, a part of them had started to believe that it might be true.
Years of oppression had warped their sense of self-worth.
Bai Jing looked at the uneasy group and suddenly asked, “You all know your mental power levels now, right?
But do you have any idea how many people in the entire Empire have mental power levels above the S-level? It doesn’t matter, you can take a guess.”
And encouraged by the teenager’s gentle gaze, some of them started answering hesitantly.
“I’d say….. around ten thousand?” Seeing that those aristocratic families had come specifically to sign contracts with them, the number shouldn’t be that many.
“At least five thousand.”
“Eh….. Maybe a few tens of thousands? I’m not really sure.”
Qi Yu, head down, gave a brief reply. “Fewer than a thousand.”
Bai Jing laughed: “The correct answer is that there are fewer than 300 people in the entire Empire with mental power above S-level.”
Then under the shocked, wide-eyed gazes of the group, he continued. “That’s right. You guys are among the top 300 in the entire Empire, so there’s absolutely no need to doubt yourselves.”
After bolstering their confidence, he explained the differences between stone gamblers and energy masters, as well as the potential career paths for each briefly. Then gave them time to decide for themselves.
Energy masters had low risks, however the profits for low-level energy masters were minimal. It required long-term training to refine mental power until one reached a mid-level or higher rank, where it then became lucrative.
Whereas Rough Stone Gambling, on the other hand, was a high-risk, high-reward profession—one moment could bring unimaginable wealth, while the next, could ruin you completely.
The two paths couldn’t have been more different.
And to help them understand better, Bai Jing played videos on the living room screen showing energy masters extracting energy fluids and rough stone gamblers solving and unraveling rough stones.
And when one of the videos showed a piece of raw rough stone, one that was worth a million starcoins being cut open, only to reveal nothing but worthless white rock inside, the group’s faces turned pale immediately.
A million starcoins, an amount that could buy countless nutrient fluids, and, and it was gone just like that??
The expression on the face of the Stone Gambler on the screen was also ugly. However he still moved on to a second piece of rough stone.
When the laser cutter started slicing into it, everyone watching couldn’t help but hold their breath—
Another collapse!
It wasn’t just the stone gambler on the screen who looked like he’d lost all hope. The group who were watching the video felt as if their hearts were about to stop, their pulses racing as cold sweat covered their palms.
If it were them—no, no way, it wouldn’t happen!
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