Chapter 2 - Scuttle Crab
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Underworld Player Chapter 2 - Scuttle Crab

"Man... This dude is a total schmuck..."

After counting out the bills in his wallet and checking the balance in his bank account with his phone, Bai Zhi gripped his temples between his finger and thumb like he had a headache, and let out a giant sigh.

His current net assets, including the balance in his bank account, amounted to a grand total of three hundred, twenty-eight dollars and twenty-five cents. Incidentally, the rental for the apartment he was staying in off-campus was a thousand dollars a month, and it was due in three days.

In other words, Bai Zhi was broke.

Of course, the other Bai Zhi had been counting on borrowing money from his ex-girlfriends to make ends meet...

There was a time when he had kept his expenses minimal, and with the money from his scholarships and a job with the work-study program, had never lacked for money. However, ever since he became addicted to video games, he had lost his scholarships due to his worsening grades, even as he poured money by the fistful into his games.

In the end, the counselor came round to try and talk sense into him so regularly that "Bai Zhi" ran away from the dorms, deciding to rent an apartment off-campus instead. Since then, things like being late for class, leaving early or skipping altogether became regular occurrences with him.

What Bai Zhi could not fathom was how such a loser who had completely given up on life to play video games all day had been able to date no less than seven women... Could it really be the result of having a pretty face and pretty thick skin?

Was the world truly so superficial?

There was something deep to think about there, Bai Zhi thought.

A quick glance at his phone told him the time, by which he estimated that the first class of the day was already mostly over. At that, Bai Zhi made the snap decision to skip the class.

After all, he was fresh off the boat as far as this world was concerned. Even though he had inherited the memories of the good-for-nothing who suffered a sudden death after overindulging in video games

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