Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
"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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