Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 260 - 85: Offering Discounts (Part 2)

Yu Haoming said, "Director, don’t be too reassured too soon. This price is only for the school’s simulation pod use. Once you leave the school simulation pod and use a private simulation pod, the account will be frozen, and you’ll need to make up the price difference to play. That’s a restriction you need to consider whether students will accept."

No matter how many simulation pods the school has, the students’ playtime is still limited.

Principal Min was very confident, "That’s not a problem at all."

The students merely aim to have an account, and whether they later pay more is their own business.

"Can you first provide 20,000 accounts? Any issues with the school, the school will resolve."

Yu Haoming nodded and said decisively, "Sure."

Chairman Mo: "What if I say I want 30,000 accounts?"

That was too much, and Yu Haoming immediately said no.

Chairman Mo chuckled awkwardly, acknowledging how accommodating the other party had been.

He didn’t need to argue back and forth; the negotiations proceeded smoothly as a result, without going overboard.

They drafted the initial version of the cooperation contract that morning.

Looking at Yu Haoming’s young face, Chairman Mo slightly awkwardly asked, "Mr. Yu, how old are you? You look quite young."

"I’m already twenty-two."

The already twenty-three-year-old was speechless, realizing Yu Haoming wasn’t just youthful-looking, but genuinely young.

Chairman Mo chuckled dryly, "Young and promising, I’m even a year older than you."

"Thank you for the compliment." Yu Haoming smiled, appearing like a shy young man.

Chairman Mo: "You must be very capable."

Yu Haoming accepted Chairman Mo’s praise.

The day after signing the contract, Yu Haoming directly distributed 20,000 accounts to Chairman Mo.

Chairman Mo posted the link on the school forum, available for purchase with a student account.

He stated that Su was offering the lowest discount price for fellow students, limited to the school’s simulation pods, and if they wanted to use it in a private simulation pod, they’d cover the difference themselves.

The arrival of 20,000 accounts caused students to rejoice, with some even wanting to find Su Xiaocai for a big hug.

A hug wasn’t going to happen, some people celebrated too early.

For an ultra-large school, 20,000 accounts were like throwing a pile of sand into a lake—a splash, then nothing.

The entire Mecha department and Command Department were notified by their instructors in advance and got the first grab.

After a round of grabbing, there were only about 2,000 spots left.

Students were almost in tears with frustration.

Several Military Training students complained on the online platform about how terrible their school was; they went to negotiate but didn’t apply for more accounts.

On the surface, it was complaining, but in fact, they were showing off, making many game enthusiasts envious.

"Waking up early to see a critical hit."

"Sob sob... what’s with our school, look at Military Training’s speed. Jun Ya, what are you doing?"

"You make me so mad, Military Training is so irritating."

"I’m going to force my brat to study and apply for Military Training now."

"Who doesn’t want to apply, as if saying you can just get in."

"The owner is from Military Training, actively looking out for Military Training’s benefits, impressive."

"President Cai, come out, Military Training gets 500, why only 3,000 for us."

"Don’t misunderstand our Caicai. Only using the school simulation pod is that 500 price; those using a private pod have to pay the difference."

"Exactly, Caicai is thoughtful, considering students from difficult financial backgrounds. Those with their own pods won’t mind that extra 2,000."

"Goodbye, Jun Hui. Goodbye, Tairuo. Goodbye, Jun Yue dreams. I’m going to join Military Training next year, don’t think of me."

"I’m also going to Military Training; the competition next year will be fierce."

"As a student who got early admission, I’ve accepted the olive branch from Military Training, don’t envy me."

"I’m hit by a lemon, how terrifying these elite admitted students are."

"Envy, jealousy, murder comes to mind."

"Your school really is proactive, unlike us at Jun Ya, constantly urging the student council, but they’re unmoved."

The Jun Ya student council isn’t unwilling to act; it’s the principal and vice principals who won’t allow it.

They look down on a company run by students and aren’t interested in its work; they only admire those ranked top globally.

All applications from students are deemed irrelevant by them.

This has led to increasing resentment at the entire school.

Ruo Ting even considered Feng Wansha’s suggestion to transfer schools.

His grades were enough to initially qualify for Military Training, but Jun Ya spent a lot to recruit him.

Unfortunately, he signed an agreement obliging him to stay at Jun Ya for four years.

Even if he wanted to transfer, it’d have to wait until after graduation to pursue a master’s elsewhere.

The rise of one game inevitably leads to the decline of another. Last summer, using Qingqing Zaiwu’s account, Su Xiaocai won first place in a game that has since seen a slight drop in traffic.