Back at the Magic Academy, Zidi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she was safe for the time being.

This magic academy has seven legendary mage towers, and there are several passages inside the academy that can lead to sixteen and a half planes.

This is one of the best magic schools in the empire.

Zidi was able to study here because her father spent a lot of money.

The escape at the birthday dinner was like a dream.

Perhaps because of his reputation and face, the Lord of Garden City did not take this opportunity to attack. Her father also continued to support Zidi's high living and education expenses without interruption.

Zidi's life seems to have returned to its former tranquility.

However, she understood that a huge change had occurred in her heart.

She never used the money provided by her father every month, and she began to be self-reliant.

There are roughly three categories of students in the magic academy.

One type is the powerful, and superior blood naturally gives them noble status.

The second category is children from rich families, and Zi Di is one of them. She has low bloodline, low qualifications for practicing magic, and limited lifelong achievements. However, her mentor accepts her as an apprentice and can get a large supply of money. The research and practice of magic are of great importance to her.

The resource consumption is very huge.

The third category is civilian children with outstanding qualifications. Most of these students have outstanding mental power. They have been screened through the empire's selection system. There are also excellent seeds of blood mutation. If these students can grow up smoothly, they can often become college students.

Even the mainstay of the empire.

Zidi no longer uses the funds provided by her father, which makes her mentor very dissatisfied.

A large number of tasks are distributed every day in the academy, mainly for civilian students. Zidi is only a bronze-level magic apprentice. The scope of tasks she takes is very narrow, and it is very difficult to complete the tasks.

But she relied on these tasks to survive with difficulty.

This was certainly not enough for her to be self-sufficient, and her situation became increasingly difficult.

She no longer had exquisite clothes, and began to compete with other students for tasks with higher returns. Sometimes she was so tight that she had to go hungry.

Her plight became known.

Her former playmates and best friends all stayed away from her, and some even ridiculed her, never missing any opportunity to ridicule her.

Some male students kept hinting to Zidi - you don’t have to live such a hard life. In fact, your conditions are good. You can make good use of your own natural resources, and you can easily exchange for a lot of resources. Sometimes, even beyond your imagination.

Without exception, Zidi sternly refused these hints and obscure requests.

She discovered another side of the world.

The once glorious, peaceful, noble and solemn Magic Academy showed a blood-drenched cruelty in her eyes. The mage towers intersected to form a special jungle.

The law of the jungle, the law of the jungle, is also prevalent here.

In this jungle, every life has its own way of survival.

The strong stay alone, the weak stay together.

Zidi is certainly not a strong person, and at the same time, it is difficult for her to be accepted by a group of weak people.

Zidi is like a canary in a bird's nest on a high branch. She suddenly fell to the bottom of the jungle. The jungle at the bottom is dark and lightless. If she wants to survive, she must seize every ray of sunlight.

Every portion of food and water.

Beings as weak as her, looking at her like a canary, naturally have feelings of repulsion, wariness, and schadenfreude.

She stumbled and suffered constantly.

In the process of struggling to survive, there are many temptations and traps.

The hints from the male students never stopped, and the funds in her account accumulated more and more over time... These all reminded her that as long as she gave up some seemingly insignificant things, she could regain her glory and regain her glory.

Standing on a high branch now, you can enjoy the relaxation and scenery.

But Zidi never wavered.

Her determination sometimes surprises herself.

Slowly and with great difficulty, she gained a foothold in the highly competitive college, learned to be self-reliant, and became self-sufficient.

"I can finally rely on my own hands and my own labor to support myself!"

This sense of accomplishment made her physically and mentally happy and filled her with pride.

But at the same time, she also felt inferior and discouraged.

The harder she works, the more she feels her own potential is poor and her future prospects are bleak.

According to her mental strength and bloodline, her highest achievement in life is only the black iron level!

This means that in this unique jungle, despite her lifetime efforts, she will only be able to get out of the mud and reach the trunk of the tree. She can't even climb the lowest branch.

Although Zidi has known this for a long time. But now, she feels the despair in it even more deeply.

She began to understand why her peers around her, some of the female students who were extremely sarcastic and difficult for her, chose to trade their bodies for a relatively easy and superior life.

Understanding does not mean agreement.

As an extremely beautiful college beauty, Zidi's persistence and personal efforts make her unique and even more charming.

More and more suitors appeared around her, but they were all rejected by her with a strict attitude.

After her mentor repeatedly hinted and stated that it was ineffective, he finally lost patience and deprived her of her status under his command.

Zidi can only continue to live in the academy as an ordinary student.

But instead she gradually became like a fish in water.

Her smart mind, keen insight, and connections established with her good reputation, eloquence, and skills allowed her to seize small business opportunities one after another.

At the pier in the early morning, the fish market has already opened.

Zi Di was walking in casual clothes.

The fishy smell that she once hated so much now doesn't bother her at all.

She has come to the fish market many times, and every time she comes to buy tuna.

Tuna is a large category of fish, which can be subdivided into yellowfin, bigeye, bluefin, albacore, bonito, etc.

Zidi can always choose the best quality tuna. This is the result of her inquiries, the use of the library's rich collection of books, and the experience of purchasing again and again.

There is a tutor in the college who loves to eat tuna and issues such tasks almost every day. With her hard work and strength, Zidi stands out from many competitors. Although the tasks are not very rewarding, the advantage is that they come almost every day.

Soon, through sharp eloquence, Zidi lowered the price to the lowest limit and purchased enough tuna.

Just as he was about to leave, there was sudden noise and noise not far away.

Zidi looked around and saw two bronze-level fishermen arguing.

She immediately understood that this was a competition for the identity of the fish king. Almost every day, fishermen in the fish market would compete with each other to be the fish king of the day.

For fishermen who have obtained the status of Fish King, their stalls will always receive the most attention. Often, in less than half a morning, all the fish in the stalls will be sold out.

The rules for competing for the fish king are very simple, it is simply to compare the weight of the single fish caught this morning.

But today's situation was a bit complicated, so a dispute broke out.

A fisherman who originally won the title of Fish King discovered that there was a person hidden in the large sea fish he caught!

The unfortunate man who fell into the water was dying, with most of his body still in the fish's belly.

When the originally failed fisherman saw this situation, he immediately said that the weight of a person cannot be added to the body of a fish.

But the fisherman, who was originally confident of winning, firmly stated that the man who fell into the water was the food in the belly of the big fish and should be regarded as the weight of the fish! When he caught it, he also overcame the weight of the big fish and the person together, which was very difficult.

Other fishermen sneered at this statement. With such a man stuffed in the belly of a big fish, it must move slowly. This is the key to being caught.

Both sides insisted on their own opinions and argued endlessly, and the onlookers were divided into two groups, each supporting one person.

But Zidi saw that the drowning man was in bad condition and shouted: "No matter what, we should save people first."

"Hey, this is a barbarian, there's nothing he can do to save him!" The crowd didn't take it seriously.

If it were a pure human race, everyone might still be able to rescue him, but the barbarians mainly live in the Frost Continent and are a foreign race.

Zidi couldn't bear it. Seeing that the barbarian was about to die, she hesitated for a moment, then took out the potion from her arms and poured it into the barbarian's mouth.

The old barbarian woke up, but he was screaming and unable to communicate. He was actually a madman.

Some people made fun of Zidi, saying that this healing potion was worth a lot of money, but it was used to save a madman, and there was no reward at all.

Zidi sighed, she just couldn't bear it and went to save him, not with any intention of repaying him.

But she didn't refute anything, but bowed her head and left.

She doesn't attract attention.

Because every time she goes out, she uses a transformation potion to temporarily change her appearance. Otherwise, with her original appearance, she will be the center of attention wherever she goes.

As the days passed, the crazy old barbarian gradually became a scene in the fish market.

He was as skinny as a stick, with disheveled hair. Although he was crazy, he was a very small threat. The fishermen regarded him as a target of teasing, and they teased him every day for fun.

However, although the old barbarian was crazy, his instinct to eat was still there. He barely survived by eating raw fish organs abandoned in the fish market.
To be continued...