Reborn with Consumption System

The Humanities building is small, with the only multifunctional complex handling offices, activities, a library, and multimedia classrooms.

Now, students from all three floors have come out to see the excitement, clogging the corridor completely.

Although it hasn’t reached the point where people are dragging Han Lie for autographs and photos, he still has to slowly squeeze his way forward.

What a headache...

Han Lie somewhat underestimated his influence at the school.

Students at other universities wouldn’t care about how much money he’s making or how high his status is. But at Humanities, from the president to the teachers and down to the students, they chat about Han Lie whenever they’re free.

There really are no other alumni worth discussing.

Plus, the employment trend at Humanities is there, to put it nicely, you could call it ’neither better than the best nor worse than the worst’; to be more objective, everyone cries out that it’s difficult.

According to Zhang Xuefeng: Those big companies, good companies, or promising startups, who the hell would set up a recruitment table at a third-tier campus?

Humanities students are the typical case of graduation equals unemployment.

No matter how hard they work or how good their grades are, the outcomes are similar. Big companies simply won’t give them a chance, only sales positions are open to them equally.

So the general environment at Humanities is one of widespread pessimism.

However, such pessimism in despair doesn’t mean that when presented with a great opportunity to escape their current predicament, they aren’t excited, interested, or unwilling to fight for it.

And Han Lie is precisely such an opportunity.

There are no fewer than thirty students in the school who have invested in Supernova One.

Under Fang Tongzhi’s leadership, the International Communication Institute gathered all "well-known second-generation" students, who spend the most money and have the best reputations, collecting many shares.

With the fund’s net value rising so quickly, they walk with an air of confidence in school, acting as self-proclaimed God Lie promoters, enthusiastically spreading the word.

And ordinary students without money, seeing examples like Zheng Lei and Xia Hongjuan, naturally begin to fantasize.

—If they can get into Han Lie’s company, why can’t I?

Every time Xia Hongjuan, who is rather plain-looking, returns to school, guys from other departments and even upperclassmen come to cozy up to her, making "a sweet love story" seem within reach; of course, Han Lie himself would be even more exaggerated.

"God Lie, when will you give a lecture at our school?"

"Boss, why do you only hang out with Minister Xi and Chairperson Tan? Aren’t we your little darlings anymore?"

"Yeah! We may not be as pretty as Minister Xi, but we’re flirty!"

"Han Lie, drop by the office when you have time, the teachers also have questions they’d like to ask you..."

"God Lie, are you still taking disciples? I’m hardworking, willing to do anything, no need for a salary, just a meal will do!"

Ordinary students, student council members, literary department subordinates, teachers... It was a clamor.

Seeing the noise getting louder, a few smart student council members quickly surrounded Han Lie, protecting him as he moved forward.

Leading the way in front was Vice Chair Liu Yutong, arrogantly throwing his weight around.

"Make way, make way! Everyone don’t push forward, Minister Han has something to do in the department, go back to class, what is this?!"

Quite bureaucratic, yet very genuine.

Han Lie kept a faint smile on his face—he knew that part of the current scene was due to his Natural Affinity, but he couldn’t just walk around campus with a cold face ignoring everyone.

So he could only keep nodding, but tried not to speak, slowly heading toward the rehearsal room.

As he neared, a bunch of girls surged out of the rehearsal room.

Now, the literary department does indeed deserve the description of "a heap" of beauties; while there aren’t too many outstanding ones, there are plenty of 70 to 80 pointers after makeup.

"Please stop here! This is a rehearsal area, it’s not convenient for spectators!"

As soon as they appeared, they scattered the crowd, then placed Han Lie in an even more terrifying position.

Hey, hey, who?

Who is brushing me with a weapon?

"Minister, you’ve finally decided to come back to see us?"

The one who spoke was Yin Qin, this opportunistic girl showed none of her old rebelliousness, appearing both obedient and seductive.

Is this really a matter of being willing or not?

The way you all are, what kind-hearted person would dare to come?

Han Lie walked into the rehearsal room, and everywhere he looked was vests, camisoles, hot pants, and tight dance clothes.

Those with legs flaunted legs, those with waists exposed waists. Low-cut tops were everywhere, and the exaggerated ones might only have a stick-on inside.

The main rehearsal room has always been a no-go zone for males, focused on dance rehearsals.

But for Han Lie, they didn’t care about any male-female rehearsal boundaries, they huffed and surged up.

And then... God Lie was drowned in a cacophony of three thousand ducks.

"Wow! Minister, you’ve become even more handsome again!"

"Lie Bro, Lie Bro, when can we visit your company?"

"Junior, you came just in time, come and check out the Korean dance we’ve learned! It’s a third generation group’s sexjazz~~~"

"Minister, Minister, I heard you’re engaged to our department’s Pan Ge, is it true?"

"Boohoo, my male god... Never mind, idol do you sell fan support?"

Stop, stop, stop!

Han Lie’s smile faded, turning off Natural Affinity, adopting a slightly discontented cold demeanor.

The result...

Indeed, it quieted down and a lot backed off, but the remaining girls got even more perversely excited!

"Slurp!"

"Gulp..."

Han Lie not only saw someone licking their lips, some women even started swallowing saliva!

He sneakily glanced sideways to see who was being so audacious.

And then he spotted Yin Qin, Qu Pingting, Zhang Tian, Liu Beibei, women who were all top-ranked for looks at the school, all acting strangely.