'I have to be mentally prepared?'
Jiang Qiu's heart skipped a beat. He furrowed his brow and asked, "About how much will it cost?"
During the last practical training hunt, he had received about nine million. He transferred 5.1 million to Teacher Wu Shan, spent another million on a Black Flood Dragon bow, restocked dozens of bottles of Blood Boiling Liquid, and bought a few extra sets of the black school uniform.
His current balance was only around 2.9 million. It seemed like a lot, but it was nowhere near the five million in startup funds he had initially given Teacher Wu Shan.
For Wu Shan to tell him to be mentally prepared, the cost was definitely something that five million couldn't cover.
'In other words, I have to pin all my hopes on the kill count I just earned from the Military Department's test.'
As this thought crossed his mind, Jiang Qiu took a sharp breath. His palms felt warm and slick with sweat.
