Chapter 5 (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

When Thulhu woke up, he felt utterly refreshed.

Thulhu pulled up the panel first and decided to earn some XP to start his day.

A hundred sit-ups, a hundred push-ups, and then jogging…

Thulhu totally exhausted himself in the morning. Gasping hard, he pulled up the panel again hopefully, but saw zero increase in his XP.

Thulhu was quite unhappy about it. He wished he could give the cheat code a bad customer review.

But there obviously wasn’t any customer service. His stomach started to feel really empty, so his priority now was to eat.

There was a nice dining hall in the university, where fried chicken wings, pork cutlets, fruit salad, mashed potatoes, fine bread, meat pies, and creamy roasted lobsters were available. They all tasted so good!

Thulhu first went back to his dorm to change his clothes. Searching in his pockets, he only found a handful of copper and silver coins. He smiled bitterly.

White Eagle Union adopted the copper, silver eagle, and gold dragon as its official currency, and they were all coins. A copper was the smallest. A hundred coppers equaled to a silver eagle, and ten silver eagles equaled to a gold dragon.

To put it simply, different coins were made of different metals.

No matter what world it was, human beings were always greedy for gold.

Due to industrialization and the scarcity of precious metals in the last decade, however, the union had introduced paper money to replace the silver eagle, but people in the countryside were unwilling to accept it just yet.

Even Thulhu preferred real coins to thin paper sheets.

A plain sandwich cost three coppers in most cases. According to the union, an individual’s lowest cost of living was ten coppers a day, which was roughly three silver eagles a month.

The salary which Green Tree Fort was offering hence was pretty decent. Thulhu would instantly become a member of the middle class if he took the job!

However, Thulhu had yet to accept the job offer. For now, he only had five silver eagles on him. He couldn’t spend all of it on food, or he would soon starve to death.

So he wouldn’t pick the lobster. He would get himself a hotdog.

Thulhu muttered to himself and headed for the hotdog stall.

There were quite a number of people downstairs. Young couples could be seen everywhere, which was a huge blow to Thulhu, who had been single all this time – a “single dog,” as people like him were called.

Being an extraordinary didn’t feel any different. Well, this might be because Thulhu wasn’t a real extraordinary yet. He only knew a single black magic ritual, and hadn’t tried it out yet…

Thulhu stopped in front of a hotdog stall.

The hotdogs sprinkled with black pepper, as well as the soft and hot buns, smelled really good. The fresh lettuce and homemade ketchup looked appealing as well. It was time to give his thoughts a break.

A single dog could always enjoy a hotdog. Nothing really mattered other than eating well.

He took out a couple of coppers and was ready to grab one. At that moment, someone pulled on his sleeve gently.

“H- hi, Botley!”

The voice was shy. Thulhu turned around and saw one of his classmates. She had a round, slightly freckled face and a big pair of glasses, and was wearing a simple dress. Her eyes were pure and bright. She did look cute.

“Hi, Molly!” Thulhu greeted her.

He wasn’t really showing much enthusiasm, as he was starving right now.

Again, food came first.

Thulhu knew why he was still single to this day, but it was just so hard for him to change.

Molly lowered her head and handed him a note.