God-Tier Get Rich System – CH138

Chapter 138: Dangerous Morning Exercises

The alarm rang, and Mu Lantu woke up instantly.

Outside the window, the dawn was just breaking.

He turned his head toward Xu Huazhang, who was propping his chin with one hand, also looking at him.

The two exchanged a smile, silently nodded after checking each other’s condition. A good night’s sleep was enough.

Mu Lantu sat up, changed into the school uniform and sneakers. Surprisingly, they fit very well.

“Baby, fold the quilt too.”

Xu Huazhang’s idea was to follow the strictest school regulations in everything. Infinite University awarded credits for good performance, but it wouldn’t be strange if they deducted credits for mistakes.

“Okay.”

Folding the quilt into a perfect square wasn’t hard for either of them. This wasn’t their first time in college.

One roommate overheard them and also folded his quilt into a square.

After tidying up, Mu Lantu hopped lightly off the bed, heading to the bathroom. By chance, he met Li Kaige’s eyes.

Li Kaige was sitting dazed by the window, hair messy, dark circles under his eyes, lids swollen.

Had he not slept all night?

“I couldn’t fall asleep the whole night.” Li Kaige rubbed his face bitterly.

Mu Lantu gave him a sympathetic look.

The dorm had many people, but the bathroom wasn’t large, divided into two sections: the inner room with toilets, the outer with six sinks. That meant three to four people had to share one. Without staggering their routines, time would be very tight.

The shower room was next door—six showerheads, no partitions.

As alarms rang one after another, more people came in. Knowing time was short, everyone moved quickly, and no one had the mind to chat.

The floor inevitably got splashed, but the water vanished instantly, leaving the tiles dry again.

At least they didn’t have to clean the dorm themselves—Infinite University had its perks.

After relieving themselves and washing up swiftly, Mu Lantu and Xu Huazhang stored their items back into the game backpack. They checked wardrobes and drawers were locked, placed the keys in the backpack, then left.

By now, many students were leaving their dorms. Everyone’s sense of crisis was strong.

The massive building had only two elevators—not nearly enough. A crowd anxiously waited at the elevator lobby.

Mu Lantu and Xu Huazhang headed straight for the stairs.

A few people hesitated for seconds before following them.

With their long legs and good physical condition, Mu Lantu and Xu Huazhang were able to leap down seven or eight steps at a time, reaching the first floor quickly.

Morning glow spread across the sky. Streams of students poured out from dorm buildings, heading to the field or the cafeteria. Finally, it looked a bit more like a real university campus.

But everyone wore the same black-and-white uniforms. At a glance, it resembled a silent funeral procession, pressing heavily on the heart.

The boys looked slightly better, while many girls hunched and darted frightened glances like startled sparrows. Only a few carried themselves steadily, gathering other girls around them, their presence not inferior to the boys.

“Classmate Mu, Classmate Xu, wait for me!”

Li Kaige caught up.

Mu Lantu pulled Xu Huazhang into the crowd, weaving left and right, easily shaking him off.

“Classmate Mu, Classmate Xu.”

Unexpectedly, the person they passed just then was Song Bochao.

“Classmate Song,” Mu Lantu was a little surprised. “Didn’t expect you ahead of us.”

Song Bochao shrugged. “I was afraid of being late. Just brushed my teeth in the dorm, washed my face with wet wipes while walking.”

Mu Lantu nodded—that was smart.

Song Bochao glanced at their joined hands, expression unchanged. “Walk together?”

“Sure.”

Mu Lantu agreed. It was easier dealing with truly smart people than with those who only thought they were.

Song Bochao showed goodwill first: “I asked a few people randomly. They’re all freshmen. If I’m not mistaken, everyone here should be first-years. No clue where the sophomores, juniors, and seniors are.”

Mu Lantu said, “Maybe they’re in a different campus. Or maybe… only we entered Infinite University.”

Song Bochao froze for a second. “Both guesses are terrifying.”

Xu Huazhang said calmly, “With so little information, speculation only adds stress. Not much use.”

Song Bochao sighed. “True.”

They reached the field.

The students ahead slowed, as if something frightening was up front.

Mu Lantu tugged Xu Huazhang forward.

Xu Huazhang followed calmly. Song Bochao stayed close behind.

The crowd parted, letting them pass—eager to have someone else trigger danger first.

Soon, the three of them were at the front.

The wide rectangular field doubled as a soccer pitch, the turf lush and green. Four tiers of black stone steps circled it—spectator seats, and also a boundary from the outer area.

Right now, the field was empty. No one dared step onto it.

Mu Lantu checked his watch: 06:53.

Seven minutes until morning exercise.

“Why’s everyone frozen? Why not go in?” A burly man asked casually.

Those around him rolled their eyes. He wasn’t going in either.

Suddenly, the brute shoved a short boy beside him.

The boy stumbled forward, tumbling down, luckily landing feet-first on a step. But inertia carried him further, and he soon stood on the grass below.

The boy froze in shock, terrified.

Everyone held their breath.

After a few seconds with nothing happening, the tense air relaxed slightly.

Students began walking down.

Mu Lantu and Xu Huazhang followed.

Only the shoved boy glared at the brute—angry but afraid to speak.

Mu Lantu checked his watch again: 06:54.

He cupped Xu Huazhang’s face.

Xu Huazhang gazed at him with indulgence, unmoving. “Baby, what are you doing?”

“Don’t talk.”

Mu Lantu stared intently at his face, silently reciting Divination. Several words appeared before his eyes—only visible to him.

A smile rose in his eyes. He deliberately squished Xu Huazhang’s face out of shape before letting go.

“Breakfast’s on you today, Classmate Xu.”

The daily three divinations had five outcomes:

Great Fortune: huge luck, e.g., winning millions.
Minor Fortune: small luck, e.g., finding money.
Neutral: nothing good or bad.
Minor Misfortune: small accident, e.g., sprained ankle.
Great Misfortune: disaster, e.g., fatal accident.

Xu Huazhang’s result: Divination: Minor Fortune
Event: Money

The other day while exploring campus, Mu Lantu had written in Xu Huazhang’s palm about the system and quests. He had also mentioned the golden finger and profession draws—but not in detail. Xu Huazhang had requested it that way, preferring to guess himself.

So when Mu Lantu said breakfast was on him, then recalled how long he’d stared at him, Xu Huazhang had a hunch.

“Alright, I’ll buy.”

Mu Lantu hugged him from behind, leaning lazily on his back, gazing out beyond the field.

Some students were still hesitating outside—nearly twenty of them.

A girl kindly said, “Only two minutes left. Hurry down!”

But a boy on the top step insisted: “I’m telling you, this field isn’t right. You should come up instead!”

The girl frowned. “Just like in a game—everyone has to follow the rules. Do you think you’re the only smart one?”

She urged the others to hurry.

The boy retorted: “Just because the majority chooses it, does that make it correct?”

The long-haired girl was speechless.

Her friend whispered, “Forget it, everyone has to bear their own choices.”

The long-haired girl nodded, saying no more.

The boy hesitated, lifting a foot, then putting it back down.

“One minute left.”

The noisy field fell abruptly silent, only tense breathing left.

Mu Lantu and Xu Huazhang gripped each other’s hands tightly.

The final second ticked away!

Suddenly, the rousing Athlete’s March rang out of thin air.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every student still outside the field exploded on the spot. Only circular bloodstains about a meter wide remained, smeared with flesh and splintered bone. The stench of blood and death filled the air.

“Ahhh—!”

Screams of despair erupted everywhere.

In the next moment, darkness fell before Mu Lantu’s eyes. He found himself in a cramped gray void. A light screen popped from his watch, showing lines of text:

Mission: As a university student, a strong body is a basic requirement. You are now on a bridge over 1,000 meters long. In five seconds, the bridge will begin collapsing from behind you. Reach the opposite shore before the bridge fully collapses. Timer starts once you accept the mission. Refuse and you’ll return to Infinite University—no reward, no punishment. If you do not choose within 30 seconds, acceptance will be forced.

Reward for success: 1 credit, 100 coins (minimum)
Penalty for failure: Erasure
[Accept] [Refuse]

Above the text, a huge red countdown appeared.

“30, 29, 28…”

Mu Lantu had been holding Xu Huazhang’s hand—but now Xu Huazhang wasn’t there.

Since he had already divined for Xu Huazhang, he wasn’t worried. Carefully reading the task, his eyes narrowed.

100 coins minimum?

Meaning if he performed well, there might be bonus coins?

Mu Lantu immediately clicked [Accept]. No choice—without acceptance, no coins.

He had the system space with essential supplies. But items?

Based on years of gaming experience, he was certain the shop sold not just food and daily goods—but also useful items. They just didn’t have enough coins yet to even browse.

The instant he accepted, the scene flared bright. Beneath his feet trembled slightly—he was on the pedestrian side of a massive bridge! Behind him, screams and crashes signaled the collapse had begun.

Mu Lantu bolted forward without hesitation!