Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

The Fishing Club...

"No problem! Of course, it’s no problem, Chen Chong, my friend! You’ve done us a huge favor!"

Zhong Fang shot to his feet, his face breaking into a genuine, excited smile.

’Set up an information exchange point where Chen Chong provides the core intel, and my club gets half the resources? The only condition is providing a dozen or so people for management and promotion, which won’t affect our fishing at all.’

’Most importantly, by cooperating to build this information exchange point, doesn’t that mean my club gets all the intel without having to pay for it?’

’It’s an incredible deal!’

’No matter how I look at it, the club comes out way ahead.’

’If we can secure a steady stream of resources through this exchange point, then in nineteen days when we are transported to a different ecosystem, I won’t have to worry about not finding a place to fish.’

’Even if there are no fish to be caught then, the resources we get from exchanging information will be enough to support the entire club.’

At this point, Zhong Fang felt like kneeling before Chen Chong. ’This man isn’t just a brother, he’s a benefactor!’

’The debt of gratitude is just too immense...’

Chen Chong’s expression was calm. "In that case, it’s settled. President Zhong, please find a group of suitable candidates. It would be best to get the information exchange point set up and ready by the end of the day."

"Right, no problem. I can pick out ten people right now, and I guarantee they’ll be reliable and sharp..."

By the time Chen Chong left the Fishing Club’s headquarters again, both sides had already worked out all the details.

Chen Chong didn’t care who the Fishing Club assigned, but the information exchange point had to have at least ten people stationed there daily to coordinate and record everything. The location was set for the trading market.

In addition to ordinary information, Chen Chong would have someone deliver more critical intel at regular intervals.

This information would come from the Jungle Atlas, or from his three daily intelligence reports.

This would guarantee that the information sold at the exchange point was exclusive. No one else would know it, and it could only be purchased here with resources.

The information exchange point wouldn’t just sell intel; it would also buy it.

Acquiring intel would not only allow Chen Chong and the Fishing Club to learn about the various events happening on and off campus each day, but they could also turn around and sell that information to others. There was no way to lose.

As for the sale and purchase price of each piece of information, it would be determined by its importance.

For example, a wild kiwifruit tree discovery, the location of a large patch of edible wild greens, or what prey a small team had hunted—this type of common information would be worth between one and five packs of instant noodles.

If instant noodles weren’t available, food of equal value could be used for the exchange.

More substantial information—such as the tracks of large wild deer or boars, or locations in the jungle with richer resources—would require five to ten packs of instant noodles, or their equivalent in food.

Even more valuable and scarce information—such as school personnel assignments, who held a Rare Card, extremely dangerous places in the jungle, little-known edible creatures and plants, and data on special creatures like Fear Wolves and Venomous Wasps—would require more than ten packs of instant noodles and food of equivalent value. The scarcer the intel, the higher the price.

As for the top-tier information, concerning Extraordinary Creatures... the amount of food required would be astronomical.

These prices wouldn’t just apply to selling information; they would apply to buying it as well.

It would even be possible to trade intel for intel.

As for the worry of people trying to sell false information...

There was no need to worry at all.

If anyone was discovered doing so, the fifty-plus members of the Fishing Club weren’t pushovers. They’d be at the person’s door in minutes.

Even if a few people dared to try it at the beginning, after they were dealt with a couple of times, surely no one foolish enough to try again would remain.

What if someone bought information and then acted as a scalper, reselling it, or simply shared it freely...?

It didn’t matter.

People like that would certainly exist, but they would be a tiny minority, and it would be impossible to stop every single one of them.

Most people would feel that since they had paid for it, they should use it themselves and not share it.

It wouldn’t have a significant impact on the overall revenue and operation of the information point.

There was also the concern that as more information was sold, less would be available, and that over time, everyone would learn most of the secrets of the Primitive Jungle, leaving no one to come back for more...

That wasn’t a concern either.

The interval between each transport was one month. When the time was up, they would be moved to another ecosystem.

In the new environment, everyone would be back in an unfamiliar state, forced to explore from square one.

The value of the information exchange point would become apparent once again, as it began to buy and sell different kinds of intel.

To increase their survival rate and find more resources, the people from the school would definitely make buying information a priority.

And teams that had discovered new information while exploring would come to sell it in order to increase their gains.

Through this repeating cycle, the information exchange point would operate in a very healthy loop, becoming a vital hub that everyone relied on for survival.

As for the core intelligence on each ecosystem, Chen Chong could obtain it through his three daily intel reports.

With a daily settlement that was a grade higher than everyone else’s, he also had a greater chance of obtaining a new atlas...

As for the expenses and income of the information exchange point, the Fishing Club would handle it all. After all, they had more than enough salted fish.

At the end of each day, after deducting all expenses from the total revenue, the remaining profit would be split evenly between both parties.

From start to finish, Chen Chong wouldn’t need to show his face or lift a finger. He just had to send someone over with a few pieces of core information every few days.

Not only would he gain resources, but he would also have a grasp on all the information about what was happening each day.

Most importantly, he had established a deep partnership with the Fishing Club. By binding their interests together, their connection would deepen over time, and they would eventually become an inseparable part of his own team’s strength...