The Niche Treasure Trove Assets of the Bankrupt Rich Guy

The center was tall, sturdy, and dark-skinned.

But he wasn't naturally that way.

The guy had simply gotten tanned during his military training; in other words, he was just prone to tanning.

That's right, this brother was the type who had served his two years of mandatory military service before coming back to finish his studies.

He had enlisted right after enrollment, so while he was technically a freshman, he was actually two years older on average than his classmates on the court.

He had assumed that with his military-trained physique, completely dominating these kids who were fresh out of high school would be a walk in the park.

He hadn't expected to run into a freak of nature like Su Bai.

"Seriously, bro, why don't you think about training properly? The school team really needs you," the opposing center suggested to Su Bai, even grabbing him for a chat while someone else was shooting free throws.

Su Bai waved his hand with a smile. "Not really interested."

"Alright then..."

Training with the school team would be too grueling. Su Bai had finally managed to pull the Body Strengthening Serum from the lottery; he did it to enjoy life more, not to let it shackle him down.

That wasn't going to happen.

Only after the game ended did Su Bai spot Xia Lin on the sidelines. She had either blended in with the crowd of fangirls earlier, or Su Bai had just been too focused on the game to notice her.

Today, Sister Lin was wearing a black jacket made of a thin, silky athletic material that hugged her fit physique. She gave off a vibe that was both sultry and dignified—the kind that made guys walking through campus unable to resist looking or fantasizing, yet too intimidated by her noble aura to let their thoughts wander too far.

"Xia, why didn't you bring the drone?"

"What do I need a drone for in an indoor court? Look, I brought my favorite lens today. Even if it is mostly for 'sugar water' portraits... you're good-looking enough that even a casual glamour shot turns out excellent."

Relying on her status as Su Bai's counselor, Xia Lin basically monopolized the best courtside photography spot for every one of his basketball games.

Not that there was anything wrong with that.

It was a case of enjoying the benefits of proximity.

She held the camera up for Su Bai to see, shuffling her feet to get closer to him.

Instantly, the scent of faint sweat mixed with male hormones washed over her.

Generally speaking, the smell of male college students wasn't very pleasant, but Su Bai was an exception. Xia Lin absolutely loved his scent, especially after he exercised.

She sniffed discreetly, but the sound was caught by Su Bai. His smiling eyes immediately made Xia Lin blush.

"Why are you looking at me? Look at the photos~"

"The photos aren't as good-looking as you, Sister Lin."

"Stop with the smooth talk. Here, hold the camera and look for yourself. I'm going to order food for you guys."

"Huh? That kind of service is included?"

"The second floor of the cafeteria by the boys' dorms. I've noticed you guys go there every time you finish playing, so I'll order for you."

"Thanks, Xia!"

The other team members, who were sitting on the floor catching their breath, felt a surge of pride when they heard about this perk. *Damn*, their class counselor was truly the best. Unlike the freshman counselor for the Automation department next door—rumor had it they organized mandatory evening study sessions every single day. Just unbelievable.

Strictly speaking, there was nothing wrong with college students studying more. It was just that everyone usually had their own schedules, so there was no need for unified action like in high school.

Some counselors focused heavily on "collective team building."

They liked to organize superficial activities.

Xia Lin didn't have that habit. She found that kind of formalism pointless; she preferred to pay attention to her students' mental well-being.

"Brother Su, you guys go eat first. I'm going to take Leilei for a tour of the school," Chu Mingzhe said, shouldering his flamboyant, color-blocked satchel.

"Huh? Touring what at this hour? Just eat dinner first."

"Ahem, she said she wanted to visit our school's Anime Club. She saw something on a short video about the Jiangcheng University Anime Club having limited edition figurines..."

"We do?" Su Bai asked, puzzled.

"Right? Do we?" Chu Mingzhe was equally puzzled.

"Wait, why are you asking me... Oh, right, I *am* in the Anime Club. Never mind then."

"..."

Brother Su's identification with the Anime Club didn't seem particularly strong.

Chu Mingzhe felt that Su Bai really wasn't very committed to his club activities. If nothing else, there was very little content about the club on his WeChat Moments.

Unlike other freshmen, who would take photos of the venue, the schedule, and the final group shot for every activity they attended, arranging them into a four-grid or nine-grid collage with a carefully written caption to display on their Moments for everyone to admire.

This was a strange atmosphere Chu Mingzhe had sensed since entering university. It seemed everyone was trying to curate a persona of having a "rich and colorful life."

But Chu Mingzhe felt that the things they participated in weren't actually interesting.

They were all so basic.

*Damn it*, did no one care about philosophy and art?

Of course, Su Bai wasn't among these "normies" trying to prove how colorful their lives were. It wasn't because he didn't post on Moments, but because he didn't need to.

No one would think a man who drove a Porsche Panamera to school had a boring life.

Therefore, he didn't need to prove anything through social media.

Su Bai's last post on Moments was still that steak dry-aged in hotpot soup base.

"So... which limited edition figurine is it?"

Su Bai asked Lord Hu while simultaneously messaging Senior Sister Bear on WeChat.

This Little Bear seemed to be the one in charge of purchasing for the Anime Club. When Su Bai had invested earlier, he had instructed her to buy plenty of high-quality items to fill the club's two activity rooms and raise the club's prestige.

Often, simply having high-end items in the display cabinets was enough to attract traffic from short videos. In other words, it boosted the Anime Club's reputation, allowing Su Bai to ruthlessly exploit the system to earn lottery chances.

And he really needed those draws.

It wasn't just for attribute points; getting cars and luxury goods that weren't available on the open market was much easier through the lottery.

Those items were often cases of "having a price but no sellers"; one would have to camp out for ages to find a seller or wait a long time for a custom order from the manufacturer.

Su Bai preferred the quick and direct efficiency of the lottery. Hmm...

It was mainly about the joy of opening blind boxes.

Soon, Senior Sister Bear replied:

[Strawberry Mochi Bear: I contacted some local hobbyists in Jiangcheng recently and picked up a batch of nice stuff. There's a rich guy whose family went bankrupt, and he urgently needs to sell his merchandise to recoup some cash.]

[Crispy Big White Goose: Is that so...]

[Crispy Big White Goose: Don't lowball him too hard, the guy is in a tough spot.]

[Strawberry Mochi Bear: Understood.]

[Crispy Big White Goose: While you're at it, ask him if his family has any other assets for sale that might be hard to offload. I'll see if there's anything I want.]

[Strawberry Mochi Bear: [Anya Shocked]]

[Strawberry Mochi Bear: What kind of assets?]

[Crispy Big White Goose: Lifestyle or luxury items, mainly. But other things are fine too. Just have him give me a quote for everything.]

Su Bai figured his reputation should carry some weight, right?

After all, he had just bought Wu Hanyu's family tennis court, and that was about as niche as it got.

Information traveled fast in the circle of the wealthy; once the other party heard he was the buyer, they probably wouldn't take it as a joke.

Hmm, probably.