I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 54 Back to School
Bering's school is not too far from his current home, and basically only takes a taxi for ten minutes to get there.

Sitting in the taxi, with his chin resting on his hands, Bering was thinking about the scenery passing by outside the window: "Should I buy a car?" '

It's not a problem to take a taxi all the time.

He still remembers that when he went to see Lin He for the first time four days ago, he took a taxi. After putting him down, the driver immediately flicked and turned at a speed that was unmatched by the AE86, without giving him any reaction at all. space.

In the past four days, he has experienced the pain of not having a means of transportation.

Better yet, get a car if you can.Even if it is not opened at ordinary times, it can come in handy at critical moments.

But buying a car requires money.

Thinking of this, Bai Ling unlocked the password lock of his mobile phone, clicked into the wealth management app on his mobile phone, and planned to take a look at how much money he had available in this world.

According to his thinking, the Bering of this world is the same person as him, so the savings should be similar as a matter of course.

Bering worked part-time in the original world, and also did some painter's work by the way. He was still relatively wealthy, and he could still afford a car if he gritted his teeth.

The world should be similar, right?
With such thoughts in mind, Beringxu glanced at his savings.

Then in the next second, he sat up straight and slammed his head on the roof of the car, causing the whole car to shake subconsciously.

The movement startled the taxi driver, who subconsciously glanced at the back seat.Lin He also turned his head and looked back from the rearview mirror of the co-pilot.

However, Bai Ling didn't bother to explain at this time. He just held the phone with both hands and looked at the numbers in the app in shock.

"One, two, three..." Bering's fingertips slowly moved backwards on the screen, as if he was out of breath, "six, seven..."

A full seven-figure deposit!

Even the seven-digit number starts with "1" instead of "7"!
This was the first time that Bering saw so much money on his mobile phone!

This is also the first time that Bering has shown such a gaffe!

Because this is just an APP.

For himself, Bering was very clear.Because sometimes the money needs to be used in other places, so he will occasionally store the money in other places, and then use it in a targeted manner when necessary.

That is to say, apart from this place, Bering is in other places... It is very likely that there are still deposits!
He didn't care about other things, and his fingertips trembled slightly, sliding back and forth on the phone screen.

After a while, the movement slowly stopped.

Putting the phone aside, Bering lay on his back on the back seat with a hazy and dreamy expression on his face.

"A deposit of almost eight figures," he muttered to himself in an imperceptible voice, "I am a bit too strong in this world..."

This is a huge sum of money that I have never seen in my life, even if I sell myself, I can't earn so much.

However, right now, this sum of money that Bai Ling could never have in several lifetimes is lying peacefully in his mobile phone...

For no reason, Bering felt a sense of happiness as if he was knocked unconscious by a pie falling from the sky.

If it weren't for xenomorphs and a whole bunch of other troubles, now he would be able to realize the dream he had never forgotten since he was a child.

That dream is, "Buy a house in a big city and rent it to others, and then settle down in a small city by myself, living by collecting rent every day..."

Struggling to get up, Bering tapped his forehead lightly: "Actually, it's normal. 'I' is a prophet in this world. Other things may be troublesome, but it's very convenient to make some money."

Even if he didn't deliberately collect money, just relying on the little future he saw, Bering was confident that he could earn money no less than this amount.

In the final analysis, information is an advantage and even capital.And the Prophet is a guy who naturally masters this capital and can squander it wantonly.

Not to mention high-end operations such as currency speculation, even if it is a big lottery, Bering can ensure that he will make money without any mistakes.

If the self in the original world didn't have a sense of crisis at the beginning, I'm afraid it's very likely that he will go to make money.Therefore, it is not surprising that I am now accumulating such a huge sum of money.

...well, there is still a little bit.

"In this way, I basically don't need to worry about money." Looking at the phone, Bering thought to himself. "This is a good thing. In any case, an organization needs a lot of money to support it at the initial stage."

Right now, this close to eight-figure deposit can get Ming Zhou through the initial stage no matter what.

I probably thought the same way in the original world, so I accumulated so much money silently and didn't use it for so many years, right?

Really are……

Looking at his own reflection on the phone, Bering smiled helplessly.

Just at this time, the car arrived at the station.

After paying the fare, he stuffed the phone back into his pocket and got out of the car with Lin Bi.

In front of him is the destination of Bering's trip - his school, Linjiang University.

Obviously, he had only left school not long ago in the original world, but when he stood in this place again, Bering still felt a sense of melancholy that he had been away for a long time.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was probably because he had experienced so many things during this period that he became a little sentimental.

Shaking his head, Bering told Lin Bi behind him, "Go and open a hotel in your and my name."

Lin He nodded silently, and left without any objection.

Bering was left alone at the gate of the university.

The sun in the early summer season was a little dazzling, shining on Bering's skin pretending to be a normal person, showing a little crystal white.

Covering the sun with his arms, Bering's eyes fell on the school.

Strictly speaking, the creation of Tomorrow should be regarded as a college student entrepreneurship, right?
Although the goal of starting a business, namely "saving the world", sounds so weird, and Bering's major is not suitable, but in the end...it is to increase jobs, improve the flow of talents, innovate the industrial layout, and achieve multi-terminal progress. , a good place for the healthy development of the upstream and downstream circulation system and the promotion of economic upward movement.

The counselor should not refuse to approve... right?

Bering felt a little uncertain.

Compared with finding the police station or other places, the legal encouragement method of "college students starting a business" is already the least hesitant method he can find.

If it doesn't work, cheat and let the "web weaver" add himself...

No, the existence of the "Web Weaver" cannot be exposed for the time being, it is a hole card.

Rubbing his hair, Bering sighed, and finally took a step forward.

The moment he stepped into the school gate.

In the school, a somewhat surprised voice echoed in his ears: "Are you...Bering?"

Such a familiar voice, where did I feel like I heard it before?

Hearing this voice, Bering subconsciously turned his head and took a look.

"Huh?" Bering raised his eyebrows.

"Squad leader?"

(End of this chapter)