Chapter 430 - Obtaining Funds (1) (2/2)

”The innovation team is working on more,” I smiled.

Once Sienna placed the vending machine out, showing how it worked to the crowd, it helped us to immediately reach more customers. Unfortunately, this meant we needed to speed up in producing more food on our end. When I returned the design club members back to their original team, everyone appeared haggard, almost about to faint from the sudden increase in orders. I quickly looked away from them as I gave them the new orders they would have to fulfill.

”How is the number of people not decreasing?” Ethan didn't understand when I showed him the never-ending crowd of people even with the vending machines.

”That's what I'm thinking,” I sighed as it got even busier.

”It seems that more people are coming back after purchasing the limit,” our president heard some of the rumors.

”They know how it'll be gone by the end of week so they're getting the idea to stockpile them into their inventory,” Cillian watched how nobody was ordering for anyone else but themselves.

”Is this why the crowd is only increasing?” I couldn't believe his words.

We were busy filling up the vending machines before putting them out to the public. Sending these pictures out to the rest of the teams to motivate them to produce more, I wondered how much money we made from this. I was almost dying from doing this after attending Luke's intense study session. I could tell Luke was starting to become more suspicious what I did during break time.

When Shelly, Ellen and I returned to the classroom, we all appeared like we were about to faint. Meanwhile, Charles, Miliana and Alan who had stockpiled some food for themselves, pretended they didn't know anything that was going on. In fact, almost all the people in the school avoided Luke and Alex in the hallways, ignoring them like they didn't exist due to their pledge. Including a few of the teachers who were afraid that they would get caught.

But there was no way I could give up my role of teleporting to all the locations to become the lookout again. This role exhausted so much of my mana from all the frequent times I used them. After pushing the venting machine out to the customers, I teleported back to the design club room. Everyone briefly froze before scrambling to add more containers to the pile. I was glad that I didn't have to threaten them anymore since it would take up more of my energy. Who knew it would be this hard to earn money for the club?

”How could they even think of stockpiling?” One of the members from the mana research club heard about the rumors.

”I don't know, I just need triple the numbers of what you gave me last time,” I sighed.