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... phone.

10,000 points.

That was the number he needed.

In this academy, power wasn't just about strength. Resources, favors, influence—it all came down to the invisible currency that dictated a student's standing.

He exhaled sharply and turned to Vera, who stood across from him, arms crossed, waiting for whatever scheme he had in mind.

"Vera, can you collect 5,000 points from your friends and other students? I'll return them in a week."

He narrowed ...

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