Chapter 23 I've Had Enough Wolf Meat

Zhang Xing's face was flushed, he just spent a lot of money, it was really refreshing!

This time, he learned a lot of magic skills and warrior skills, his confidence increased, it was time to choose to upgrade to a high-level magician.

"Ding! Congratulations to the island owner for upgrading, currently a high-level magician, experience value 80/500."

"Start the next task, upgrade the black dragon to the fourth level, current experience value 239/500."

"Build a pond, raise aquatic animals, and provide food for the black dragon!"

"I can hunt monsters outside to provide food and points for the black dragon to upgrade. Building these seems a bit useless, right?"

Zhang Xing said the question in his heart.

System: "Shenlong Island is like a country. Only by continuous construction can it become stronger and more upgraded, and the dragons on the island can be successfully cultivated."

"In the future, the island will have vast forests, woodlands surrounded by mountains, scorching deserts, huge waves, mountains and rivers covered with ice and snow, and volcanoes with rolling magma. All of these need to be built by the island owner!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xing was indeed a little shocked. He nodded thoughtfully, and seemed to have a clue in his mind.

Open the system building column, find the pond and click to build.

I saw a flash of white light in the direction of the orchard, and a two-kilometer-long river appeared there.

Oh my god, this is also called a pond. I was wondering just now that it would take 10,000 gold coins to build a pond. Now I understand that in the eyes of the system, a small river is a pond.

Open the store to find aquatic animals. The cheapest is the big carp, one gold coin for one hundred fish fry.

The most expensive one is one thousand gold coins, which is unaffordable.

Just buy some similar ones, and spend this little gold coin.

Since we are raising animals in the river, we can't just raise one kind.

Zhang Xing pondered for a long time and bought 10,000 carp fry, 10,000 crucian carp fry, 50,000 river shrimp fry, and 30,000 doghead fish fry.

Doghead fish are about one to one and a half meters long and weigh about 100 kilograms, which should be enough for Heibao to eat.

Watching 100,000 fish fry go down the river, Zhang Xing felt that he had become a big fish farmer and felt quite accomplished.

There were still 17,000 gold coins left, which was enough for the time being, but if we wanted to plant trees and forests, we would need a lot of money to build mountains and seas.

Zhang Xing left Dragon Island and returned to the college. There were still more than ten minutes before the afternoon class. He did not go back to the dormitory and walked directly into the classroom.

At this time, the students were all sitting in their seats waiting for the instructor to come to class.

They were talking and laughing in groups of three or two, playing around.

"Zhang Xing, come here!"

Hearing the shout, Zhang Xing looked over and saw that it was the thirteen-year-old Linde-Clive, the young master of the Earl Linde family in the West City and also the class monitor.

Zhang Xing ignored the freckled and pale Clive.

This aristocratic boy relied on his family background and gathered three or five low-ranking aristocratic children who flattered him to dominate the class.

In the first month of school, he had approached Zhang Xing three times and asked him to join the Linde family, which was to be Clive's younger brother.

Zhang Xing ignored all of them, and Clive thought Zhang Xing was afraid of him.

All the students in the class thought so. As a poor man, even if you have a high talent for magic, you can't develop without the support of powerful aristocrats behind you.

The most critical problem is that magician is a very expensive profession. How can you upgrade if you don't have money?

They all know that Zhang Xingkong has the talent of an intermediate magician, but he doesn't have a single credit, and they have never seen him spend a penny.

Isn't it obvious that Zhang Xing is poor as hell?

If things continue like this, Zhang Xing will still be at the level of an intermediate magician when he is a teenager, but he will not have the strength of a magician.

"Zhang Xing, as long as you join my Linde family, my grandfather said that I will give you five... um, three gold coins a month, and I will personally treat you to wolf meat buns every week!"

Zhang Xing curled his lips: "I've had enough wolf meat."

What? Enough?

Boom!

Hearing Zhang Xing's childish voice, the whole class laughed.