Chapter 26

Chapter 26: The Standard Starter Pack of Transmigration: Orphan Status!

Mo Yin Qiu got goosebumps from Qian Qi’s creepy smile as she knocked on the desk and asked, “Qian Qi, can you try to fight less from now on?”

“Of course I can!” Qian Qi snapped back to herself and promised fast: “Except for Chen Tong, I won’t fight anyone else.”

Mo Yin Qiu blinked: [Then what good is that promise?]

“Chen Tong’s family is rich and he holds grudges. If you provoke him, you’ll only bring trouble on yourself,” Mo Yin Qiu said as she sat in the office chair, crossing her shapely long legs and speaking lightly: “Be careful when you leave campus.”

“Got it,” Qian Qi chuckled, then added, “So…”

Mo Yin Qiu nodded: “You can go.”

“…I have a few contracts here,” Qian Qi said as she pulled a copy of “Magiplant Studies” from the back of her waistband. She laid a neat stack of contract pages on the desk: “These classmates are willing to give me their leftover Magiplant application slots.”

Mo Yin Qiu stared: [Don’t tell me you carry that even when you’re brawling!]

She pinched up a contract, and the corner of her mouth twitched at the terms. The last time Qian Qi came to apply for seeds, Mo Yin Qiu had watched her closely. After confirming she really planted the seeds in the test field, she stopped tracking her.

So what were these contracts about?

“You…” Mo Yin Qiu remembered what the Principal had said and instantly understood. She wanted to ask for details, but she didn’t want to see Qian Qi show off, so she forced a smile and stood up.

“I’ll go get your seeds.”

“Thank you, Instructor. You’re the best!” Qian Qi praised her right away.

Mo Yin Qiu rolled her eyes in secret. She was going to find out what Qian Qi had been up to lately.

Qian Qi, now with some spare cash, slowed down on making Hemostasis Potions and focused on honoring her contracts by teaching classmates how to plant Magiplants.

Meanwhile, the legend of the Hemostasis Potion had gone wild on the campus forum.

[–Hey, did you hear? There’s a boss in the Magiplant Department called Qian Qi. Her Hemostasis Potion is amazing!]

[–What is it? What potion? Can someone explain?]

[–Haha, let me explain. A classmate in the Skills Department got shot in the neck with an arrow during a spar and was bleeding out. He was about to die, but one packet of Hemostasis Potion saved him.]

[–No way. Is it really that magical?]

[–Yep, that magical! I was there. It felt like a dream!]

[–Impossible, right? I’m in the Magiplant Department. Qian Qi is a known slacker. How could she make a potion that strong?]

[–Come on, why would anyone lie? Qian Qi herself gave the Principal a test cut, and even the Principal said it worked!]

[–Holy crap!]

[–Holy crap! So cool!]

[–What a warrior! May I ask where the boss’s dorm is? I’m going to buy some now!]

[–Magiplant girls’ dorm, Building C, Room 302. I’m heading over first, sisters!]

The topic “#Qian Qi-Hemostasis Potion” piled up to a hundred floors. Sitting on her bed and scrolling on her Light-Brain, Chen Miao Miao’s eyes filled with jealousy and disgust. Annoyed, she left a comment:

[–Are you all serious? Qian Qi is the Magiplant Department’s famous piece of trash and a jerk!]

Sadly, her comment was buried in seconds as more and more people swarmed in. No one paid attention to Chen Miao Miao’s unimportant line.

“A bunch of idiots,” Chen Miao Miao snapped as she shut her Light-Brain. Her gaze slid to Qian Qi’s bed, and her eyes narrowed.

She had been hiding from Qian Qi these last few days, scared Qian Qi would make her pay for meals again, so she didn’t know what Qian Qi had been doing.

But judging from the forum, Qian Qi seemed to have made some amazing Hemostasis Potion.

Ridiculous. Everyone in the Magiplant Department knew Qian Qi was the bottom of the class. How could she possibly…

Wait.

Chen Miao Miao bit her nail, her face turning dark. She remembered how bad the cut on Qian Qi’s neck had looked that night, yet later she acted fine. Did she use a Hemostasis Potion?

But she’s a useless slacker. How could she…

Thinking how a tiny packet of potion could sell for 2,000 credits, Chen Miao Miao’s heart throbbed with pain and envy.

So much money. Why did it all go into Qian Qi’s pocket?

How was that so-called potion made?

If she could get the recipe… couldn’t she earn a lot too?

Her pulse jumped at the thought.

Getting the recipe wouldn’t be hard. She only had to sneak to the Instructor’s office and check which Magiplant seeds Qian Qi had applied for, right?

No way Qian Qi could make it while she, Chen Miao Miao, could not.

With that in mind, Chen Miao Miao hopped off the bed, threw on a jacket, and ran to the office building.

The viral forum topic brought a crowd of buyers to Qian Qi.

Too bad all of Qian Qi’s Hemostasis Potions had been bought up by that generous student earlier. The next batch of Magiplants would need a few days to mature. Striking while the iron was hot, Qian Qi collected lots of deposits and promised to notify everyone the moment the potion was ready.

“Nice, now I don’t have to worry about the fee to transfer majors, and I’ve got living expenses for the next three years too,” Qian Qi said as she opened her account. Seeing the balance at 500,000, she couldn’t help letting out a creepy laugh.

“Hehe, System, I’m kind of a small rich person now, right?” she declared grandly: “If you ever want a few bucks for snacks, just tell me. I’ll feed you right away!”

[Heh, save it. In 5 seconds you won’t be saying that ^_^]

“Huh?” Qian Qi frowned, and her Light-Brain lit up.

It was a voice call.

She recognized the number at once from the original owner’s call log. It was the person who called once every month.

She hesitated, then answered in a lazy drawl: “Hello?”

A gentle, husky middle-aged woman spoke from the other side: “Qiqi, are you out of living expenses?”

Qian Qi froze.

Could this be the original owner’s mother?

“Not yet,” Qian Qi tapped the table. The background on the other end sounded very quiet. She tested the waters and asked, “Are you at home?”

“Home?” The woman paused, then her voice caught a little. Qian Qi could hear the soft smile through the mic: “Yes, home. I’m at home.”

“Oh,” Qian Qi said naturally: “Send me your location. I need it.”

“Ah? Okay,” the woman said without asking questions. She sent a location, and when Qian Qi opened it, her face changed.

Bright Light Orphanage.

A numb chill spread through her limbs as she rubbed the five characters on the screen. A wave of emotion burst from her chest, and she couldn’t tell if it was the original owner’s feelings or her own.

In her past life, just like the original owner, she was an orphan.

Even the orphanage had the same name: Bright Light Orphanage.

Coincidence? According to transmigration rules, it wasn’t strange for the traveler and the host to share name and background.

Oh right, and looks.

She had been here almost a week and still hadn’t looked in a mirror. She didn’t even know what she looked like now.