Chapter 945 - 945 42 Son of Fortune 100 Uses_3

Chapter 945: Chapter 42 Son of Fortune! 100 Uses_3 Chapter 945: Chapter 42 Son of Fortune! 100 Uses_3 “Such a good child, you are really polite,” the Artifact Spirit praised endlessly.

Is that even possible?

Members of the Wang family, including Wang Shouzhe, were all somewhat astonished. Wang Anye was casually cajoling the Artifact Spirit, crying about being poor, and just like that, he secured another vial of Junior Bloodline Qualification Improvement Liquid.

This item was originally not abundant at the “Number 37 Conscription Point,” and over the years, its stock had been depleted.

Although everyone guessed there might still be some at the Shenwu Army New Recruit Camp, no one thought that they would acquire one so soon after arriving at the camp.

Wang Shouzhe gave his nephew Wang Zongchang a meaningful look, and Wang Zongchang immediately understood. He said to the Artifact Spirit, “Artifact Spirit Miss, I see that the cleaning puppets are so damaged they barely function. This kind of junk, would it not be better if I helped you throw it out of the camp to make some small money, sparing your eyes?”

“No way. Even junk is the property of the Divine Martial Army. It must go through the official procedure for scrapping and then be dealt with by a specialized department of the military,” the Artifact Spirit sternly refused, “You’re an adult and yet you ask me for junk to sell for money? It’s shameful…”

Wang Zongchang’s face heated up with the scolding, luckily he was dark-skinned enough that it didn’t show, and he sheepishly hid behind Wang Shouzhe.

Wang Shouzhe also let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he hadn’t spoken himself, or else he would have been rebuked too. The Artifact Spirit seemed to have a poor attitude towards adults, but was quite caring towards children.

With this thought.

Wang Shouzhe’s gaze fell on Anye.

Wang Anye felt somewhat bitter.

As the Lil Junior Clan Leader of the Wang family, he had to bear the hopes of all his clan on his small shoulders, which was truly difficult.

For the future of his family, forming a marital alliance with the Little Princess, acting as a nanny for a wayward girl, breaking formations, seeking masters, and now even moonlighting as a beggar…

“Beautiful, cute, gentle Artifact Spirit Miss,” Wang Anye skillfully flashed a smile.

His smile was attractive, like the morning sunlight, brimming with vitality.

“Ye’er’s home also has many children, none of whom have Bloodline Qualification Improvement Liquid. That broken cleaning puppet, could you possibly give it to me to sell for some small money?”

“Ah, such a pitiable child. Your family is indeed too poor. By rights, it shouldn’t be allowed. However, the great Saint Emperor once said that every child of the empire is like his own child and must be carefully protected,” the Artifact Spirit pondered and then said, “Giving it away for free obviously violates the rules. Instead, how about this? I will pose you a simple arithmetic question suitable for your age. If you answer correctly, I will give it to you as a reward.”

“Thank you, Miss,”

Wang Anye smiled confidently.

He was academically strong, not like Wang Ying, Wang Yingqi and Wang Lilong, those academic underachievers.

However, steeped in his family’s cautious tradition since childhood, Wang Anye quickly restrained his smile and adopted a pitiable expression, “But please be gentle, Miss, my arithmetic isn’t very good.”

“Worry not, worry not. Sister is just looking for an excuse to let you sell some junk for money,” the Artifact Spirit’s voice overflowed with tender care, “The canteen is right next door. Just do a few simple arithmetic problems in there.”

“Thank you, Miss,”

Wang Anye smiled meaningfully.

Dealt! I, the clever Prince Seven, must certainly be clever enough; arithmetic problems, they are even mightier than the Sword Intent it took me an hour to comprehend.

The Wang family members looked at one another, perplexed.

Is that even possible?

If Ye’er were to properly exploit Artifact Spirit Miss, cajoling her daily, could he perhaps empty out this newbie camp?

Guided by the Artifact Spirit, everyone entered the new recruits’ canteen.

The canteen, having been unused for many years, was rather dirty and disorganized.

Together, everyone sprung into action—some sprayed water, others created wind, and within moments, the canteen was spotlessly clean.

To commend their contribution to the camp, they unexpectedly each received a few Contribution Points.

No one knew what these Contribution Points could be exchanged for: Level Seven Treasure Pills? Divine Spiritual Treasures? Rare Spirit Species? Purple Abode Puppets?

Heh, the thought alone is unlikely.

Meanwhile, Wang Shouzhe had taken an interest in the canteen’s tables and chairs. Although quite worn, it was evident they were made from very good materials.

He wondered what kind of Spirit Wood Material was used for these tables and chairs; despite being used for over a hundred thousand years, they hadn’t decayed. Taking them back and restoring them could yield quite a bit of rare wood material.

However, having just arrived at the camp, he still needed to familiarize himself more before acting on his impulse to take everything back, planning instead to see how things went later.

Shortly after.

Everyone gathered around to watch Wang Anye take his test.

Artifact Spirit Miss indeed took great care of Anye, issuing only three problems. In her words, as long as a child had a normal intellect and attended basic education, they could easily answer them.

Wang Anye confidently began to solve them, but then… he was stumped. What the heck were these?

Wang Shouzhe also glanced over, and immediately felt a little sweaty.

The problems weren’t simple at all; their difficulty seemed comparable to the math Olympiad problems from his previous life. Unless one was a born genius or had undergone professional training, solving even one would be tough.

Although the Wang Family School also taught arithmetic, the children at Anye’s age studied only the most basic arithmetic, covering some simple operations and straightforward application problems at most.

If Wang Shouzhe were to try these problems, he’d probably be baffled.