Michael’s spidey senses started tingling as he listened to Mike’s spiel.
“Boss,” he asked, “who do you think poses the biggest threat to my leader?”
“Thor, obviously.”
Michael: “…”
So, after all that, it still came down to money.
“I’ll run it by my leader and get back to you.”
Mike wasn’t interested in the measly 2,000 Lord merits.
That wouldn’t even cover his coffee expenses!
He wanted the Fifth Demon God to cough up a more substantial sum, disguised as scholarships for talented human students.
“My third mission,” Michael continued, his expression turning serious, “is sabotage!”
Sabotage?!
Mike’s ears perked up.
Sabotage in Florida?
Fifth Demon God, you scoundrel!
Michael, sensing the shift in Mike’s demeanor, decided not to beat around the bush.
“My leader wants me to find a cake shop called ‘Happy Times’ and… destroy it.”
“What the…?” Mike was completely baffled.
Was there something special about the Happy Times cake shop?
Why would the Fifth Demon God want to destroy a cake shop?
“My leader didn’t explain, but I suspect there’s more to this than meets the eye!” Michael declared, launching into full-blown conspiracy theorist mode. “I used Old Guy’s account to search all records across America. There’s no such cake shop! Not in the last fifty years!”
Mike listened thoughtfully, remaining silent.
“This cake shop could be a code name for a secret organization, or perhaps it’s connected to a powerful figure’s family…” Michael continued his analysis.
Mike nodded slowly. “Investigate first. Contact me when you have more information.” “You got it!”
With the three missions discussed, Michael changed the subject. “Boss, I heard the summer camp is shutting down. What’s next for my career?”
“Don’t you get tired of juggling so many jobs?” Mike pondered for a moment. “I’ll write you a letter of recommendation. Go see Professor Gregory.”
After arranging their next meeting, Bad Man dispelled the shadow barrier, and Mike left the office.
Bad Woman, walking beside Mike, commented, “That guy is pretty strong in Soul Element.” Mike rolled his eyes, lowering his voice. “Don’t even think about capturing him for your experiments. And definitely don’t erase his memories afterwards and pretend nothing happened…”
Bad Woman raised an eyebrow. “That’s an option?!”
Michael, trailing behind them: “…”
“James! Get in here! I have a proposition for you!” Michael called out, beckoning James into his office.
…
Back in the classroom, Mike found not only Kaelum but also Elena waiting for him. “What’s going on? Why is everyone here?” Mike asked, noticing the strange atmosphere. Elena nudged Kaelum, signaling for him to speak.
“Ahem, Mike, it’s like this…” Kaelum explained. “We just received an urgent notice. The summer camp is disbanding tomorrow. Today’s the last day.”
Mike gasped dramatically, feigning surprise.
He turned to Cain. “Make sure you spend all the money on your meal card.”
“Already done,” Cain replied. “I bought a whole bunch of fresh ingredients.”
Cain never disappointed when it came to saving money.
“So, what happens to us now that summer camp is over?” Mike asked, even though he already knew the answer.
The summer camp had lasted for a month.
Not too long, not too short.
All the students’ strengths and potential had been assessed and recorded, receiving preliminary rankings.
“According to the plan, you’ll return to your respective high schools, which in your case is Magic High School. Those who performed exceptionally well in the summer camp will receive early admission offers from various superpower universities…” Kaelum looked at Mike,
spreading his hands. “Mike, you ranked first in Sector C.”
Mike’s first-place ranking meant Kaelum’s plan had failed.
His dream of being classmates with Thor was crushed.
“Look on the bright side,” Mike said. “I’ll graduate early, and you can call me ‘senior.””
“Always with the jokes.” Kaelum waved a dismissive hand. “The real question is, which superpower university are you planning to attend?”
How to choose between the two top superpower universities?
Washington D.C. or New York?
Mike pondered the options. “I want to go home and play video games.” freewebnovel.cσ๓
Elena, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke. “Mike, if you choose Washington D.C.’s superpower university, we can offer a full scholarship, a 70-year lease on a D.C.
residence…”
As Elena listed the benefits, Mike tapped away on his calculator.
If he maxed out all the perks, he could earn a whopping 500 Lord merits over four years!
“500 million Truth Gold Coins?!” Cain gasped. That was an insane amount of money! “It’s mainly because of the ‘supreme power’ initiative. All the scholarship programs have been significantly boosted,” Elena explained. “Of course, there are some stringent requirements. For example, you have to solo a Nine-Star General before graduation…” Compared to Washington D.C., New York’s superpower university offered slightly less generous benefits.
Mike did the math. It worked out to about 350 Lord merits.
Even such a vast sum didn’t tempt him.
“Money isn’t the only factor in my decision!”
“Mike, you don’t have to decide right now. You have three days,” Kaelum said. “There have been a lot of policy changes recently. More information will be available soon.”
“Understood.”
Mike pondered his options, seriously considering the question of where to attend university.
…
“Thor will choose to study in New York,” Professor Gregory declared during a video -conference.
The topic of the conference: “The Second Phase of Humanity’s Supreme Being Thor
Development Plan.”
No one questioned his statement.
But everyone speculated about Thor’s reasons.
“Is it because of the higher subsidies? I heard Thor is a bit… money-minded.”
“Maybe the women are prettier in New York. Rumor has it that Thor is quite the ladies’ man,
sleeping with at least five women a day.”
“Not only that, but I also heard he has a massive appetite! He can eat the entire Wolf’s Den in
one sitting!”
Maxen yawned, listening to their baseless speculation.
What the hell had happened to Thor’s image?!
Who was spreading these ridiculous rumors?!
“What’s there to guess?” Ace said, his feet propped up on the table, his voice dripping with
his signature brand of sarcasm. Even through the video conference, his disdain was palpable. “Gregory, tell me why is Thor going to New York?”
In Ace’s mind, why speculate when they could just ask Professor Gregory directly?
Professor Gregory adjusted his glasses, offering an answer that satisfied everyone. “New York is closer to the Tower of Truth.”