Black-Hearted Businessman

"Three hundred points per hour? You might as well go rob me! "

Hearing this news, an elite student cursed loudly. He looked at Xia Ping as if he was a madman.

Previously, the gravity room only cost one hundred points per hour.

But in the hands of this kid, it had become 300 points per hour. The price had increased by three

times. If this wasn't robbery, then what would be?

If this kid could sell it at three times the original price, he could probably earn a few million points.

This was clearly robbery. He wanted to get rich overnight.

The group of elite students glared at this black-hearted businessman. Thinking about how this kid

could earn so many points, their eyes turned green.