With all the food being controlled by the facility, money was practically worthless inside this part of the academy. From what Gary could see, the only way to get access to better things was to increase one’s rank.
‘If this is the level of food we receive for each meal, I’m going to lose Energy throughout my stay!’ Gary thought, cursing the high metabolism rate of his Werewolf body. ‘Should I try and fight off one of the high-ranking guys straight away while my Energy is at its highest?
Looking around, Gary’s table wasn’t the only one with only chicken soup. The same held true all the way to the table with rank 101 sitting on it. Still, the treatment for those ranked 100-76 wasn’t that much better. Those students were sitting at a normal table, on actual chairs, with their meal consisting of a bigger portion of the soup, with a few simple side dishes added to them.