After class, Ji You rushed back to the dormitory. She took out the 10 grams of Cloud Mist Tea she was holding and placed it on the table to have a closer look. Visually, it seemed no different from ordinary green tea. Smelling it, aside from a fragrant tea aroma that energized her spirit, there appeared to be nothing special about it—she couldn't understand why it was so expensive.
10 grams for 500,000 seemed even more absurd than robbery.
Looking at it from the left and right, she couldn't discern anything remarkable about it. Additionally, the six gluttonous threads in her Spiritual World were howling to eat it. Ji You, afraid that the elusive Iron Plate in her mind might suddenly appear and silently take away the Cloud Mist Tea, quickly stored it away properly.
Then, she started to search for information about Cloud Mist Tea on the Star Network. This search had her astounded with her mouth agape, unable to close it for a long while.
Ah!
