“You’re not afraid of losing your scholarship, are you?”

Furia shook her head. “And don’t overestimate yourself. You might not even be able to get a job at the lowest level of a tea cafe. If you want to make money there, you need to get a full-body cosmetic surgery first. You need to adjust everything, from your body curves to your appearance, hair, teeth, smell, and even your acupoints.”

Adra looked terrified. “Is it that scary?”

“Let me describe it to you.” Furia pointed at herself. “If I were to work at a tea cafe, I would only be at the green tea level, and my performance would definitely be mediocre.”

“Has the tea cafe become so competitive? Even Veela can only make a living there?”

“To be honest, I think the mud cafe is even more competitive. Next time, I can introduce you to a more beautiful orc than Veela if you come with me to the mud cafe.”

“It’s all because of the medical profession!” Adra was frustrated. “Even a natural beauty like me can’t make money with my body anymore.”

“That’s why you need to study hard. Being a sorcerer is the least competitive profession.” Furia packed her bag. “The Virtual Realm doesn’t care about rankings, it only cares if you’re qualified.”

Adra followed suit. “Let’s go, let’s eat at Salice.”

Salice was a music restaurant near the university. It was affordable, had a wide variety of dishes, and was popular among students. It even had separate areas for moon sugar and non-moon sugar, so students didn’t have to worry about other customers suddenly going crazy from eating sugar.

“I’m not going with you.”

“Why not? I’ll treat you.”

“I have something to do tonight.”

Adra raised an eyebrow. “Going to the mud cafe two nights in a row? Are you that rich?”

“It’s not going to the mud cafe.” Furia raised her chin. “It’s something I can’t tell you.”

Before leaving in the morning, Asho asked Furia for her class schedule and told her to go home as soon as class was over. Furia also had the consciousness of protecting an escaped prisoner, so she planned to go home first and see how things were.

Adra hesitated upon hearing this and suddenly remembered something. She grabbed Furia’s arm and asked, “Are you in a relationship? Don’t let those mud workers at the mud cafe deceive you!”

“No, how is that possible?” Furia laughed and waved her hand. “Have you ever heard of Veela being deceived by the opposite sex?”

Adra thought about it and realized that it was true. Since she had known Furia, Furia had visited more than ten mud cafes near the university, but she never lingered with any of the mud workers. Veela was known for being a one-night species. They would be very fond before mating, but would be very disgusted afterwards. Only a few individuals could be exceptions to this.

Love was naturally incompatible with Veela. They couldn’t tolerate long-term intimate relationships with the same person.

Adra clicked her tongue. “If you’re not going, I don’t feel like going to Salice either. I’ll go eat at ‘Fortune High’ buffet.”

“Fortune High” was the most famous casino near the university. As long as you bought a certain amount of chips, you could enjoy the buffet inside for free. Furia reminded her, “Don’t lose all your money on gambling. I won’t lend you any.”

“Phew, I’m feeling lucky today. Don’t jinx me!”

After parting ways with Adra, Furia silently prayed to the Blood Moon Supreme Lord, hoping that He would bless Adra not to lose all her money. Otherwise, Adra would definitely mooch off her for food and drinks.

Adra was her good friend in university, a human woman with green eyes after drinking alcohol. Her hobby was gambling. Although she had a serious gambling addiction, it was not uncommon in university. Almost every university student had to experience gambling and sex. Of course, the probability of experiencing both was even higher. As for those who completely avoided these two things, they would be ostracized by everyone.

The proportion of sugar addicts among university students was relatively low. Although there was no survey, everyone believed that eating sugar would lower their thinking ability. Sugar addicts basically didn’t have the academic ability to get into university.

However, Adra wasn’t a gambler who lost her rationality. She dared to be so arrogant because she had the confidence. Her grades were among the top, and with a little more effort, she could easily get into the Red Mist Research Institute as a graduate student. By then, the institute would naturally help her waive her student loans.

Using popular terms, she would soon be “successful” and naturally had no worries about the future.

Unlike Furia, who couldn’t get into graduate school, she would have to repay her student loans after graduation. If she couldn’t find a good job to pay off the loans, the bank would introduce her to a “more profitable” job, such as being a tea master at a tea cafe.

How many of those mud workers in the mud cafe had been transformed to cater to various customer preferences?…

Lost in her thoughts, Furia returned to her apartment.

In the stairwell, she met Mrs. Mulan from the second floor. Just as she greeted her, her arm was grabbed by Mrs. Mulan. The area of fur on her forearm was a weak spot for Veela, so Furia didn’t dare to use force. She could only listen to Mrs. Mulan’s nagging about how men couldn’t be trusted, no matter how good they seemed. Men couldn’t empathize with women from the bottom of their hearts. She told the classic story of how young and beautiful Mulan was deceived by a scumbag and lost her money.

After hearing the story of “Young and Beautiful Mulan Being Deceived by a Scumbag and Losing Money” once again, Furia took the opportunity to break free and said, “I understand, Mrs. Mulan. I’m a Veela, I won’t be deceived by men!”

Mrs. Mulan sighed as she watched her. She shouted from behind, “Men love to use small favors to control you. If he doesn’t spend a lot of money on you, it’s all a lie!”

Mrs. Mulan seemed so excited today. Did she encounter the man who deceived her money at the mud cafe?… Furia speculated as she opened the door. Suddenly, she remembered that there was a heresy leader living inside.

Speaking of which, why did he ask me to come back early?

What would a heresy leader do when no one was around?

It must be an evil sacrificial ritual!

Is he asking me to come back as a sacrifice?

No, wait. The contract last night clearly stated that “neither party can harm each other.”

Could it be that he needed help with the ritual and wanted me to come back and assist?

In that case, I would go from protecting him to becoming an accomplice!

And although the heresy leader couldn’t harm me, who knows how many followers he had? Maybe there were many evil thugs in black robes with torches among them!

Although she said that, Furia still had to open the door and take a look. If there was any danger, she would escape immediately. This was the city, and an escaped prisoner wouldn’t be able to chase and kill a female university student in broad daylight, right?Furia opened the door, her nose twitching slightly as she caught the scent of food. She walked into the entrance hall with a puzzled look, spotting Asho in the small kitchen, wearing an apron and busily working with the kitchen utensils she hadn’t used since she moved in.

A small string was winding around his feet, meowing from time to time, seemingly eager to taste his cooking.

Upon seeing her, Asho smiled and said, “Take a seat for a while, I’ll finish the last dish soon, and we can eat.”

“Welcome back.”