The strongest healer

Song Shi would check her account balance every night. In just a few days, plus the money she exchanged with points from the safari group before going to college, her account balance had reached eight digits and was about to reach nine digits. .

Thinking back to when she first came to this world, she only had 30,000 federal coins given to her by Zhao Jing in her account. She was so tight that she couldn't even rent a house, and she was robbed by robbers on the bus.

Song Shi lamented that the hard days were finally over.

December 14th.

Song Shi set up a stall downstairs as usual, with a chair and a sign. The sign was torn from a cardboard box, with the following scrawled on it in marker:

full HP resurrection
888 federal coins/time.

Song Shi was sitting on a chair, with the payment code projected by the optical brain on his shoulder.

There was a long queue in front of the stall early. In Song Dynasty, one person took an average of fifteen seconds, and he regularly took 300 orders.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when everything was done.

Song Shi closed the stall, climbed up to the ninth floor against the chair, and returned to the room without stopping, continuing to do push-ups with weights on her back. There was a box of books she bought online the day before yesterday on her back.

The box, which is nearly one meter long, wide and high, is neatly packed with books and weighs more than a hundred kilograms.

"45, 46, 47..."

Song Shi moved slowly but steadily, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead and the tip of his nose.

"Bang bang."

There was a knock on her door.

Wu Wanyun knocked on her door for the first time.

After Song Shi finished the 50th one, he held the cardboard box on his back with his backhand, straightened up, gently placed the cardboard box on the ground, and then carried it to an inconspicuous corner of the wall.

She took out a towel to wipe her sweat and opened the door.

Wu Wanyun's long, gentle, wavy hair was fixed behind her head with a hair tie and she was wearing a facial mask.

"Someone is looking for you outside." Wu Wanyun pointed to the closed living room door, with a mask on her face and her voice was a little unclear.

In the Song Dynasty, the first reaction was Tang You or Yang Jinzhen.

She has not interacted with anyone else since arriving at this school.

After thanking Wu Wanyun, Song Shi walked towards the living room door and opened it. Standing outside were three girls she had never seen before.

Oh, no, one of the girls wearing black-rimmed glasses looked familiar. I recalled carefully that she was one of the 300 people who came to her for repair yesterday.

"Is something wrong?" Song Shi asked first.

"We want to talk to you about the fact that you set up a stall downstairs to take orders for 888 federal dollars every day." The girl with black-rimmed glasses wearing a brown woolen coat and heavy makeup looked at Song Shi and spoke out.

Song Shi didn't understand what was there to talk about. She set up a stall to take orders and it didn't interfere with anyone else's business.

"What are we talking about?" Song Shi asked patiently. She had not yet reached her training target for today.

The girl in the woolen coat went straight to the point, "You have disrupted our entire healing sideline market. In previous years, our price was 3000 federal coins per person. Now you have set a price of 888, and no one has come to us to fix it. "

Song Shi considered this issue when he originally priced 888.

"Don't you think what you said is exaggerating? I only take orders from 300 people every day, and there are more than 6000 new students in the school. There are many people left for you. If I say I disrupt the market, then your market is too fragile."

"There are not as many as before! They are also shouting that our asking price is high and asking us to lower the price!" The girl with black-rimmed glasses said in a loud voice, "Some of our colleagues have already lowered their prices because of you. Everyone can make money. There is a lot of money, but it is because of your malicious low price that everyone is having a hard time now."

Song Shiqi smiled. If she took orders from everyone in the school who needed repairs in one day, then she was indeed maliciously low-priced and seizing other people's ways to make money.

But she only takes orders from 300 people every day, and there are thousands of people who need a healer throughout the freshman year.

She had done some back-up training in advance, and most of the healers who took orders for side jobs in the school forum were sophomores.

Juniors are basically busy with the team and going out for practice, so they don't have much time to stay in school.

Very few freshmen can repair their skills.

Not all healers among the sophomores take orders. Most of them focus on their studies. They have heavy coursework and train every day, so they don't have any extra mental energy to take orders.

A small number of people who live in poverty can only take one or two orders a day.

Demand far outweighs supply.

Even if a healer now asks for 5000, there will still be relatively wealthy awakened people rushing to pay.

Say she disrupts the market? ridiculous.

Because of her low price, it is difficult for them to take advantage of the high demand for new students to raise prices. This is the truth.

Song Shi put the towel on his shoulders and smiled, "Since you think I'm maliciously low-priced, it's easier to deal with. I'll set the price at 3000 in the future, the same as you, okay?"

The girl with black-rimmed glasses choked. She didn't expect Song Shi to let go so easily. She quickly glanced at the girl in the woolen coat standing in the middle. After receiving the instructions from her eyes, she raised her chin again and said in an arrogant tone, "Okay, but you can do it every day." The order quantity can only be controlled within 50.”

Song Shi said "haha" twice, "50 people? I take orders from 300 people every day, and there are still many people who can't get their turn. Take 50, what about the rest? How many of you can repair them all?"

It's not that Song Shi looked down on people. An ordinary healer would die taking 30 orders a day. This was based on his high level.

Like B grade, C grade, D grade, the maximum is 10 per day.

"You don't need to worry about it anymore. We kindly remind you that you just do as we say. You are just a freshman, so don't show off or be too greedy."

Song Shi was irritable. The tone of these three people's words reminded her of Wang Danyu.

When she signed the agreement to control the school in Chen Lizhu's office, Wang Danyu used this sarcastic tone.

Song Shi mercilessly broke their minds, "You want to take advantage of this opportunity to raise the price, right? How much? Ten thousand? Or twenty thousand? I may have guessed conservatively. According to your strength, one day should You can’t take a few orders, but if you want to make as much as I have these days, you have to increase it to 100,000.”

Song Shi's heart-wrenching ridicule made the three people's expressions darken in unison.

"Your name is Song Shi, right?" The woolen girl in the middle is obviously the one who plays a decision-making role among the three, and she stares at Song Shi with more aura than the others.

"Yes." Song Shi crossed his arms over his chest, "So? Do you want to hire someone to kill me?"

The woolen girl was obviously stunned for a moment.

What? kill?
Is this a way that a normal person’s brain circuit can think of being threatened?
Shouldn’t the first thing most people think of is getting beaten up or doing something behind their back?

The woolen girl looked at Song Shi strangely, "What... do you do in the outer city?"

She only found out that Song Shi was a student at Renxi Middle School in the outer city. His parents were ordinary bricklayers in the inner city and had no powerful background.

Song Shi also realized that what he asked was a bit outrageous, so he made up for it by saying, "Law-abiding citizens, ordinary students."

The woolen boss felt a little relieved.

Continue the topic you left unfinished before.

"Anyway, you do as we say. From now on, we will keep the same and everyone will make his own profit. If you insist on going your own way and your stall gets smashed, don't blame me for not warning you. The one behind us is the Wu family's healer."

The girl with black-rimmed glasses next to her was very proud of this, "The Wu family, the Wu family of the first base, you can't afford to offend!"

Song Shi: "...the Wu family's healer still wants to search for this little money in his classmates' pockets?"

Girl with black-rimmed glasses: "...um...this..."

She looked to the side as if asking for help.

The girl in the woolen coat glanced at her wordlessly, "You don't need to worry about this. You just need to say whether you agree or disagree."

Song Shi thought for a moment. According to their requirements, they can restore 3000 federal coins per person, receive up to 50 orders a day, and earn 15 a day.

Earning almost half of what before.

She is not short of this little money now.

but!

These three people reminded her of Wang Danyu back then, and their tone of voice also made her very unhappy.

and so……

"Look at my forum announcement tomorrow."

"What?" The girl with black-rimmed glasses asked, not knowing why. There was something that couldn't be said now, and would have to wait until tomorrow.

What answered her was the door slamming shut.

"..."

Song Shi closed the door, ignored Wu Wanyun who was looking at her worriedly on the sofa, and returned to her room.

Locking the door, she continued her unfinished training.

the next day.

Morning training ends, it’s time for breakfast at seven o’clock.

A post was circulated among the students on the forum "Don't waste water when eating."

[Resurrection with full blood: Repair muscle soreness, relieve fatigue, and start a new day refreshed. 】

[Today’s special price: 666, the maximum number of reservations is 666]

[Click here for reservation entrance]

[Reserve in advance, first come first served. 】

……

Four canteens.

"When I was young, did you want to squeeze yourself dry?"

Yang Jinzhen is a surfing expert. He came across this post within three minutes of Song Shifa’s posting.

Tang You, who was drinking porridge, didn't understand why, so she put down her spoon and leaned over to take a look. Yang Jinzhen removed the privacy of the optical brain and the two of them watched together.

"I think I still have extra energy to take a few more orders." Song Shi did not tell the real situation. Firstly, it was unnecessary, and secondly, they might be worried if it was revealed.

Yang Jinzhen admired him sincerely, "You are awesome. You still have the mental energy to do this after training every day. You are definitely the only one in the whole freshman year. I was so tired that I would sleep on the pillow every day."

The dark circles under her eyes had gotten a lot worse in the past few days. After returning to the dormitory, she had no desire to surf the Internet and went to bed.

"You can also make an appointment." Tang You had already seen the content of the post, "666 federal coins, very cheap."

Yang Jinzhen scrolled down and showed the number of people who had made reservations at the bottom of the post for Tang You and Song Shi to see.

"It's been full for only three minutes. It's crazy. Are all these people squatting there to guard it?"

Song Shi was also a little surprised. He opened his own page and saw that it was indeed the case.

The comment area below the post is also very lively.

[1L: This is the first time I saw that the price of a healing performed by a healer was a three-digit number starting with 6. Even the poor would not dare to do this. 】

[2L: Thank you for being able to meet such an awesome and caring healer during my freshman year devil training! Put your hands together.jpg】

[3L: We receive more than 600 repair orders a day. This number is too exaggerated. 】

[4L replied to 3L: Not only exaggerated, but also very unfamiliar. Does anyone know what level this poster is? 】

[7L: We are both in the healing class (3). Our class only has A+ and a few A-levels. I know her name (I won’t mention her name here to respect privacy). I just went to the official website of the Superpower Management Bureau to check. A+]

[8L: A+ level? Is it because I haven’t paid attention to the healing system for too long? Has the healing system evolved to this level now? 】

[11L replied to 8L: Same, I also remember that A+ in the healing department was not so capable. My high school classmate, S-level in the healing department, did not dare to spend so much every day. 】

[15L: Because she is not a normal person. 】

[16L: Why are you so easy to curse people upstairs? 】

[21L replied to 16L: You are confused by her appearance. 】

[27L: Do you know the original poster? 】

[44L replied to 27L: Not only do we know each other, we are very familiar with each other. We can't be more familiar. 】

【51L: Hurry! Expand and talk! Why is the original poster not a normal person? 】

[73L replied to 44L: I hope you are not spreading rumors. The owner of Liuliu Da Song is a very polite and caring girl. I have seen her twice for repair. The second time, she saw an acne breakout in the triangle area of ​​my face. , and he thoughtfully repaired it for me without asking for more money. 】

[82L: I am sick. I lied to you. She is not a normal person. Sooner or later, you will see her true face. 】

[83L: I feel like there is a lot of resentment from the person upstairs. Have your feelings been hurt by the owner? 】

[93L: Haha, double physical and emotional harm. 】

[101L: Make up an emotional drama in your head. 】

Song Shi vaguely guessed who it was that said she was not a normal person, because the other person's online name was:
More handsome than Wei Yuyu and smarter than Wei Yuyu
The only person who loves to compare with the dead Wei Yuyu so much is Liu Shuilin.

She clicked on the other person's avatar and originally wanted to send him a private message to pay attention to his words, but she saw the copy in his profile:
Don't spy on me. If you have any questions, go to me directly. I'm more reliable than Wei Yuyu, that turtle grandson.

Song Shi: ...Okay.

She scrolled down a little and saw Liu Shuilin's location, the fourth canteen.

Putting down her chopsticks, she stood up and glanced around the fourth canteen, screening the people sitting at the tables eating and the people coming and going to get food, and accurately and quickly located Liu Shuilin, who was forking an egg with a fork. While chewing and typing on the optical computer, he looked cynical.

"I can help you repair it for free. Just come to me tonight." Song Shi picked up the dinner plate with only the egg skin left on it and said to Tang You and Yang Jinzhen, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Looking at Song Shi's leaving figure, Yang Jinzhen was flattered. He looked at Tang You and said excitedly, "Is this what it feels like to be friends with a big boss? I don't even need to fight for a reservation with others. Haha, I, Yang Jinzhen, can enjoy it one day. To the privilege.”

Tang You looked through the school forum in silence until she saw a comment in the forum:
[453L: It feels like she is going to offend someone]

……

After Song Shi put the dinner plate back on the cart, he quietly sat down opposite Liu Shuilin.

Liu Shuilin was still typing and didn't notice that there was another person on the opposite side. It wasn't until his companion saw Song Shi staring at Liu Shuilin that he bumped Liu Shuilin with his elbow to remind him.

"What?" Liu Shuilin looked at him dissatisfied.

His companion pointed opposite him.

Liu Shuilin looked in the direction of his finger. The moment he saw Song Shi, the fork in his hand fell down and hit the dinner plate with a crisp sound.

"Song, Song, Song, Song Shi? How did you find me?"

It's a little late. Sorry, I didn't make it out.