I am the Immortal Emperor, and I am VIP 50.

After having breakfast, Zhou Yu arrived at school.

As soon as Zhou Yu entered the classroom, he approached Liang Yanbo, who was sitting in front of him.

"I have a question for you."

Liang Yanbo cut to the chase: "I have no money."

"Stop talking about 'money, money, money' all the time, it's vulgar!" Zhou Yu said disdainfully. "I'm a candidate for Immortal Emperor now, why would I care about such material things?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Yanbo narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I'll listen to what you want to ask."

Zhou Yu's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Do you know... if there's any way to make money quickly?"

"..."

"..."

Liang Yanbo: "Didn't you say we shouldn't keep talking about money?"

"I'm talking about you. Who am I? Can you generalize like that?!"

"You're an idiot."

"Wrong!" Zhou Yu suddenly stood up, hands behind his back. "I am a candidate for Immortal Emperor!"

Liang Yanbo rolled his eyes. "Fine, fine, I have a quick way to make money. Do you want to hear it?"

Zhou Yu's eyes narrowed. "I'd like to hear the details."

"Why don't you just sell a kidney?" Liang Yanbo said. "Before the spiritual energy recovered, many people sold their kidneys to buy cell phones. Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, a cultivator's kidney must be worth more than an ordinary person's, right?"

He then analyzed earnestly, "I've heard that a person can survive even with only one kidney. I believe you; you should be able to survive even without a kidney, right?"

"That won't work." Zhou Yu shook his head repeatedly. "This isn't a method that a normal person can use."

Liang Yanbo was somewhat surprised, "You actually know what a normal person's method is?"

"Of course," Zhou Yu said calmly, "What if selling a kidney affects the quality of my offspring? I'm counting on sperm donation to replenish my blood."

"Really? Then... um?" Liang Yanbo suddenly realized something was off. "What did you say you donated?"

Before Zhou Yu could reply, Gao Ying walked in from outside the classroom, yawning. "Ah, Brother Yu, good morning."

"You've come at the right time," Zhou Yu snapped his fingers. "I'm currently discussing with Liang Yanbo how to make money quickly. Do you have any ideas?"

Gao Ying: "How about selling a kidney?"

Zhou Yu: "...No wonder the three of us get along so well...we all have equally quirky thought processes, right?"

Liang Yanbo frowned, feeling very unhappy, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

"If you're really short of money..." Gao Ying blinked, "I have a plan."

Zhou Yu's eyes flickered slightly. "Oh? You have a plan too?"

"Yes, it's a way to make a lot of money all at once, or even in multiple installments, as long as you meet the requirements," Gao Ying said earnestly.

Liang Yanbo and Zhou Yu exchanged a glance and said in unison, "You wouldn't ask me/him to donate sperm, would you?"

"Oh, no, not at all," Gao Ying waved her hand. "It won't be that explicit. It just depends on whether you're willing, Brother Yu. If you are, I'll take some photos for you in a bit. If they think it's okay, I'll let you try it out this weekend."

How many more photos should we take?

Zhou Yu immediately started unbuckling his belt. "Come on."

Gao Ying gasped and quickly covered her eyes with her hands, but her hands formed a V-shape and didn't completely block them.

Liang Yanbo quickly stopped him, "What the hell are you doing?!"

"Weren't we supposed to take photos?" Zhou Yu asked innocently. "The job Gao Ying could recommend is definitely not a respectable one. She and Liu Bei are both rich people in cahoots. Liu Bei gave that kind of suggestion, how could I not know what she was going to say?"

Liang Yanbo couldn't hold back any longer, "Then don't just take your pants off right away!"

After fussing around for a bit and getting Zhou Yu to put his pants back on, Liang Yanbo said, "Actually, I have a plan too..."

"Forget your little schemes," Zhou Yu said with a disdainful look. "What good advice can a military officer like you offer?"

Liang Yanbo rolled his eyes at him. "Hasn't Liu Bei and Sun Quan's investment in you been paying off? So, can't you use that as a pretext to start a gang?"

Zhou Yu was taken aback, then a thought flashed through his mind, "You mean...?"

"Yes," Liang Yanbo nodded, "If you establish a club centered around yourself, and the people who join are all willing to invest in you, wouldn't that be exactly what you want?"

Zhou Yu: "...Is it possible that we modern people generally call this a harem?"

Liang Yanbo ignored him and continued, "Didn't you say before that Liu Bei and Sun Quan both invested in you? Perfect, you should promote it properly. Maybe some foolish and rich people like Gao Ying will flock to invest in you. Besides, the club can get activity funds from the school. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"

Zhou Yu's expression changed. "How dare you speak to my largest shareholder like that? What do you mean by 'stupid and rich'?"

Gao Ying waved her fist and argued, "That's right, you're being very rude! I don't have much money! My sister controls it all!"

Zhou Yu and Liang Yanbo: "..."

As for the part about being "stupid," aren't you going to argue about it?

"A club... seems like a good option," Zhou Yu thought to himself. "The days of going door-to-door soliciting investment are long gone. Now I have the label of 'Sun Quan and Liu Bei are optimistic about and investing in me,' which is perfect for leveraging."

"Things are valued for their scarcity. The days of 'scarcity' are over; now it's time for them to become 'expensive'."

Zhou Yu nodded. "Okay! I'll go ask the homeroom teacher about how to handle this club. Once it's settled, you two will be the core members of the club."

"Oh!" Gao Ying replied earnestly, "I've been to jail for the gang, I want to be in charge!"

Liang Yanbo: "..."

It seems I've opened a Pandora's box that I shouldn't have...

Ring ring—

The bell suddenly rang, and Liang Yanbo and Gao Ying immediately began packing up their teaching materials.

Zhou Yu was taken aback. "What?"

"Go to class? Did you cultivate immortality and make your brain stupid?" Liang Yanbo pulled out "Detailed Explanation of Returning to Truth Breathing Method" from his desk. "Let's go. Don't make the old lady in the spiritual energy class angry, or you'll be in for it today!"

"Also, here's your report card," Liang Yanbo said, slapping the report card from the opening exams that the homeroom teacher had given out before Zhou Yu arrived this morning onto his desk. "Total score: 137. Keep up the good work."

After all, Zhou Yu only took one exam, and with Liu Bei, a guy with a spiritual value of 2.11, as a "beacon of excellence," Zhou Yu's total score of 137 points was acceptable.

"Oh, oh." Picking up the spiritual energy class textbook, Zhou Yu, Gao Ying, and Liang Yanbo walked out of the classroom for the first time.

"We can go to class together now, Brother Yu." Gao Ying smiled brightly. "Congratulations!"

Zhou Yu: "You're too kind..."

Gao Ying: "I thought you were going to keep playing the victim, but it seems like I can finally feel involved today."

Zhou Yu: "..."