Ninth class citizen

Chapter 36 Nan Rong has to pay compensation

"I really don't know." Nan Rong was helpless: "I am also afraid of being attacked. If I have any clues, I will definitely not hide them - wouldn't that be risking my own life?"

The security teacher frowned and said, "Nan Rong, please think carefully again. This not only concerns you, but may also affect other innocent students."

At this moment, the admissions teacher pushed the door open and walked in: "You have nothing to do here. The Special Affairs Bureau will be here soon, and the principal has transferred the authority to them."

"Then why are you still here?" the security teacher asked puzzledly.

The admissions teacher smiled and patted the booklet in his hand: "Of course there is something important. I need to have a good talk with Nan Rong."

The important things he was talking about were the compensation for damages to the mecha maintenance hall and the X4 micro-mecha.

"I understand that what Nan Rong did today was entirely out of legitimate defense." He said seriously:

"Despite this, the school is also not at fault and should not bear the full cost."

Nan Rong felt a chill in his heart, thinking that the more than 20,000 Cowens in his account would most likely be gone from him.

But it turned out that she overestimated the bottom line of Hilo Star University.

"Micro-Mech X4 has been completely scrapped. The original value of the mech was 200 million Cowans and it was expected to be used for 20 years. So far, it has only been used for 12 years, and the remaining net value is 80 Cowans. Of course, you and the academy will each bear half of this loss, which is 40 Cowans. Add half of the venue maintenance fee of 15 Cowans, and the total is 55 Cowans."

Nan Rong has always attached great importance to the issue of money, so he quickly found the suspicious points: "Even if the X4 mecha is really unusable, the scrapped parts can still be sold for some money."

"Aha." The admissions teacher laughed unnaturally. "Okay, I forgot just now. There is also a waste recycling fee of 6 Cowans. Even if I give you half of it, you still have to pay 52 Cowans."

"The recycling fee is so low, why not just not sell it." Nan Rong was unwilling to accept this high debt, and was determined to make up for it: "I can try to repair the mecha myself. There is also a mecha maintenance hall, and the repair fee is too expensive. It won't cost much if I repair it myself."

"That won't do." The admissions teacher said righteously, "Student safety is of paramount importance. How can we allow students to use a scrapped and rebuilt mecha?"

"Just now, the scrap has been recycled. The school has ordered new mechas in time, and the repair work of the damaged hall has also been outsourced. The price I gave you is their repair quotation."

So the school had to take a heavy blow to itself. Nan Rong was completely desperate and just wanted to give up completely.

"I don't have any money." She spread her hands in despair: "I can't pay it back, love it however you want."

"It's okay." The admissions teacher smiled and said, "According to your situation, the school has tailored a loan for you. You can pay it back within 20 years, and the daily interest rate is only 0.6%. It can almost be considered charity."

"Haha." Nan Rong's brain worked quickly: "The daily interest rate is 0.6%, the monthly interest rate is 1.8%, and the annual interest rate is 21.6%. Even if it is simple interest, the total amount I have to pay back in 20 years will be 2.27 million."

The admissions teacher smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "So what? With Yinan's ability, he will be a gene optimization master by then. If he sells a high-level gene potion, he will earn more than two million Cowans."

"If that's the case, why don't you spend this little money and make friends with the future master of gene optimization in advance?" Nan Rong retorted bluntly.

"That's not something that a teacher of my rank can decide." The teacher took out two agreements from his cowhide pocket:

"Of course, if you really think it's not worth it, there are other ways."

He patted the agreement on the right: "If you consider transferring to another department, whether it is the Mecha Academy or the Ancient Martial Arts Academy, we are willing to help you pay the money." Nan Rong felt a little strange and looked up at him: "You want me to leave the Genetic Optimization Academy? Who arranged this?"

Her eyes seemed clear and harmless, but the admissions teacher, who had seen the completely scrapped mecha, did not dare to really believe it.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile: "It's just that those two colleges are eager to recruit talents. It's not anyone else's arrangement at all. Why would Nan think so?"

"Really?" Nan Rong smiled calmly: "If that's the case, then I won't choose any of them."

The admissions teacher had never expected to receive such an answer. He felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat, and it seemed that he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood in the next second.

He took a long time to calm down and said, "So, classmate Nan, do you want to pay the money back directly?"

Nan Rong did not answer. He stood up and walked to the door, opened it, and smiled at Shen Yao and others standing outside.

"Uncle, since you're already here, why don't you come in?"

The smile in Shen Yao's eyes suddenly froze.

"Hi, classmate Nan, nice to see you again." Bai Sen suppressed his laughter and raised his hand to greet her.

Shen Yao walked in with a stern face and said to the admissions teacher, "The Special Affairs Bureau will take over the matter here - including compensation."

"Oh, okay, okay." The admissions teacher blinked, looked at Shen Yao and Bosen, then looked at Nan Rong, and quickly put away the documents on the table: "You guys talk, I'm leaving, I'm leaving now!"

Bosen sent him out, closed the door and stood guard outside.

"Student Nan." Shen Yao put on a businesslike attitude: "You really didn't disappoint me."

Nan Rong heard something different from his tone.

"So, uncle, can you give me a reasonable explanation?" She raised her eyebrows.

"It's actually very simple." Shen Yao sat down leisurely opposite her, signaled his men to leave, and closed the door.

"Stone Dugin, whom you killed, also had a brother. And Cui En Dugin happens to be an extremely dangerous third-level control-type extraordinary person."

"So you already knew that his target was me?" Nan Rong raised his eyebrows.

"Student Nan is very perceptive." Shen Yao did not deny: "Cui En attaches great importance to his brother. Everyone originally thought that he had died in the Kungu Empire, but the fact is that he is still alive and has killed more than a dozen innocent people. The ultimate goal is to point to you, the one who killed Stone with your own hands."

"But I haven't received any warning from you, let alone protection."

"That's why we took the initiative to take your compensation and exchanged it for this."

Shen Yao swiped his finger slightly, and an electronic agreement was transmitted to Nan Rong's intelligent computer terminal.

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