Chapter 105

"!"

Qin Su's voice suddenly rang in the ears of the entire 1st Brigade. The members who were busy dealing with the Prisoner's body froze, and the students watching their classmates handle the body also stopped talking.

The platform, which had been buzzing with discussion due to the stench, suddenly became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

In the moment of silence, many people subconsciously took a deep breath, almost fainting from the strong, pungent odor emanating from their nasal cavities, a stench distinctly different from any other foul smell they had ever encountered before.

[Anthony inhaled the stench of death, his eyes rolled back, and he died laughing.]

[Students: Oh no! The air is poisonous!]

[Interstellar People should have very strong immunity]

After the reminder, an eerie silence fell over the Communication Channel. Qin Su looked through the Electronic Eye monitoring the Jump Point and saw that most of his classmates were looking at his Spaceship with suspicion and uncertainty.

After a brief silence, Qin Su heard voices coming from the Communication Channel again, but this time the voices were very soft, and the people were clearly speaking in hushed tones.

"We weren't hallucinating, were we? Was it Commander 1 listening to us?"

"Dream on! Do you think we're some important people? It should be Commander 1 who has something to tell us."

"Is that the point? The point is, Commander 1 cares about us!" Raymond's voice was lowered, but still louder than others. "It must be because we're too bad. Commander 1 couldn't stand it and told us to take it slow and not rush. What does that mean? It proves that Commander 1 cares about us!"

"That's absolutely right, Commander 1 is really great!"

"Commander 1 feels sorry for us, but we can't feel sorry for ourselves. This is a matter of attitude." Raymond raised his hand to his mouth. "To let Commander 1 know our determination, we absolutely cannot yield to this stench. Are we worse than Prisoner have lived in the prisons for decades or even centuries?"

"That's right, there's no reason they could tolerate it, let alone... eat each other." Lailisi frowned at this point. "In short, we can never compete with cannibalism, but we absolutely cannot admit defeat when it comes to tolerating the Corpse Stench!"

Hearing Qin Su's words, He Muzhi had been holding his breath, secretly began to breathe.

'What everyone said... seems to make a lot of sense.'

[Wait, what's with all the fuss?]

[Although... I think Raymond's analysis makes a lot of sense.]

Qin Su: "..."

What a load of rubbish! He just genuinely didn't want everyone to faint from the stench; who knows if there are any Virus in the stench of old corpses?

As expected of Raymond... He single-handedly led all his classmates astray.

They really dare to say it, and a group of people really dare to believe it. He was truly impressed by the students' ability to imagine things through a hundred and eight layers of filters.

Taking a deep breath, his nostrils filled with the Cold Qi of the crushed Cold Blast Bomb and the scent of Pheromones mixed in, Qin Su calmed down and once again tried to cover up his sudden outburst in the channel.

"Get some rest. We'll meet at 2 PM sharp and depart immediately."

He seemed to be 'too lazy to manage them,' but in reality, he had no other choice but to let them 'grow freely.'

The bathing supplies provided in the Spaceship's Rest Pod had no odor. Qin Su then crushed a small amount of 'Pheromones' mixed in with Cold Blast Bomb, freezing his brain and temporarily stopping his thinking. At the same time, he let the 'Pheromones' "marinate" him, dispelling the Corpse Stench.

Although they knew that Qin Su wouldn't listen to what everyone was saying on the channel after giving the order, the students still replied "Received" to Qin Su's command.

After receiving a series of messages, Jeffrey confidently raised his head. "See what I just said? The Commander 1 really did have something to say to us, which is why he's using Full-Band Communication."

"So now we..."

The 1st Brigade students exchanged glances, seeing an even stronger resolve in each other's eyes. Then, as if they had made a firm decision, they all took a deep breath, as if ready to go all out...

"Vomit--"

"I can!"

"Yue--"

That's it?

"I can do it again!"

"Why throw it so fast? Smell it again!" Raymond stopped the students who were about to throw the body away. "This is a rare training opportunity. I suggest we line up and smell it."

"You're such a clever little devil."

"Genius!"

Qin Su: "?"

As expected of Interstellar People, while Earthlings grow freely, Interstellar People can grow wildly in their freedom without you even noticing, and everyone is a potential forensic scientist.

[I can't stand it anymore! Just thinking about that smell makes me want to die! And they still cherish the smell??? They're insane, they're all insane! Who's sick, me or them?!]

[Raymond, your suggestion is excellent. Next time, just shut up. It's too twisted, it scares me.]

With this kind of perseverance, you'll succeed at anything.

[Qin Su's brain is truly beyond saving.]

[Prisoners: Damn it, if I'd known this would happen, I should have rotted down there! I got caught here instead.]

[Save them? Can't you see they're enjoying it? If you say they're crazy, they'll all come after you (laughing and crying)]

The Prisoners below couldn't hear the sounds from above, but they could use their restricted personal Optical Brain to zoom in and see the images above.

When they saw a group of insect-hunting students lining up around the body of a dead Prisoner, heads bowed and sniffing, they were dumbfounded and questioned their existence.

"...???"

'Is this... appraising Prisoner's corpse? Enjoying the sight of death?'

'How did these kids, who look like such stupid students, suddenly become so twisted?'

'What orders did that black-haired psychopath, who shoots people without warning and then tries to confuse them, give them?'

'Damn, they don't even eat it, just smell it and then throw it away. Do they think the Prisoners ' bodies aren't tasty enough? Well, that black-haired psychopath who digs out people's brains just reeks of scum who only eats fresh, delicious sashimi.'

[... Who are you calling scum? Just you wait! @ Boss 1, someone called you a piece of trash!!]

[Haha, you tattletale, you don't actually think Qin Su will see this, do you?]

[As we all know, when there is one freak in a group, the group itself will not become freakish. But when the freak occupies the leader position in this group, then a group of freaks will emerge under his leadership—right, Qin Su?]

Qin Su:... Scum? Pervert?

In all honesty, he didn't give them any strange orders; he couldn't bear such a heavy burden.

Qin Su prayed that his classmates would return to their respective Rest Pods to shower as soon as possible, and that this scene of queuing up to smell the corpses, which he found both difficult to comment on and horrifying, would end quickly.

There were too many people, and only ten Prisoner corpses. They had to assemble at 2 PM, so there wasn't enough time. Each group leader had to occupy one corpse and have their group members line up to smell it. After smelling it, the students would return to their Spaceship Rest Pod to rest.

Everything proceeded in an organized and disciplined manner, and the number of students on the platform was decreasing.

Just as He Muzhi was waving for the next group of team members to come forward, a video request popped up on the Optical Brain.

"Teacher Zhang?" He Muzhi opened his Optical Brain skin, considered the surrounding situation, and temporarily entrusted the task of maintaining discipline to Lailisi.

Lailisi took over, He Muzhi quickly walked into the Spaceship, choosing a Rest Pod close to Qin Su to enter.

When the video call connected, Zhang Minglang saw the surroundings of He Muzhi, and a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

'It's a private Rest Pod, so we can't see Qin Su.'

He also wanted to take the opportunity to secretly observe Qin Su's expression.

"Teacher Zhang." He Muzhi pretended not to notice the Class Advisor's observing expression and greeted her politely.

Zhang Minglang temporarily put aside his own thoughts, looked at He Muzhi with a smile, and asked, "He Muzhi, how are things? Is everything alright?"

Zhang Minglang didn't want to ask, but ever since the two Commanders arrived at the Jump Point Platform, according to the rules of each actual battle, the Jump Point was temporarily under their control, and no one else had the authority to view it.

But they would use threats and inducements to get him, the Class Advisor, to find out, and he had no choice but to obey their orders.

Qin Su... naturally, that's not something I can ask, so the only one I can He Muzhi is closest to Qin Su.

"It's alright." He Muzhi looked at his Class Advisor on the other end of the video call, his mouth speaking faster than his brain, uttering a clearly perfunctory reply.

The teachers were clearly aware of the situation here, but they hadn't informed them beforehand. Regardless of whether Teacher Zhang was asking about the insects or the prison, He Muzhi didn't really want to explain too clearly.

Zhang Minglang was silent for a few seconds, seemingly not expecting He Muzhi to be so vague, and asked directly, "I was talking about the Prisoners' exercise period. Everything's alright, right?"

He Muzhi: "It's nothing."

The Prisoner was only slightly deceased.

Zhang Minglang didn't believe He Muzhi didn't know who he wanted to ask, so he simply asked directly, "... Actually, I was asking about Qin Su. What was his reaction?"

He Muzhi thought for a moment, then said confidently, "A normal reaction."

Qin Su has been here so many times that he's used to everything here; answering "normal reaction" is perfectly fine for him.

"..."

Zhang Minglang was speechless.

Zhang Minglang: "Is Qin Su angry?"

He Muzhi: "I can't tell."

Zhang Minglang: "What are Qin Su's plans?"

He Muzhi: "I don't know."

Zhang Minglang: "Why is Qin Su maintaining a 0-kill count?"

He Muzhi: "I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked."

No matter what Zhang Minglang asked about Qin Su, He Muzhi knew nothing.

[It seems like it answered everything, but actually it said nothing at all.]

[Mu Bao is naughty]

[Teacher Zhang: I'm out of ideas]

Regarding Qin Su's matter, He Muzhi was clearly keeping a close watch on things. Frustrated, Zhang Minglang changed his question, "Where is Sophia?"

Asking about the current situation of the students in the class who are quite capable might give us an idea of Qin Su's current situation.

"Maintain order." Finally, the question wasn't directed at Qin Su, He Muzhi unconsciously relaxed.

Zhang Minglang's eyes lit up. "What order?"

"Let Qin Su deliver the order that will live up to our expectations."

"... Where's Jeffrey?" Zhang Minglang pressed on.

"Take a shower and sleep in the Rest Pod." Jeffrey was among the first to smell it, He Muzhi guessed he was probably resting.

Zhang Minglang, still harboring ulterior motives, asked, "Where's Anthony?"

"He's waiting to do something that Qin Su can see his efforts." He Muzhi remembered that Anthony's place in line was quite far back.

"..."

Zhang Minglang took a deep breath, hesitated for a few seconds, stared at He Muzhi, and then ended the video call without warning.

He didn't want to say another word to He Muzhi; he couldn't get any useful information from him. He needed to hurry up and ask other people.

He Muzhi sighed. He was telling the truth, so why was Teacher Zhang still angry?

After thinking for a moment, He Muzhi sent the screen recording of his video to a private chat group that his 1st Brigade had secretly created, excluding Qin Su, with the message: [Reply accordingly.]

If Teacher Zhang doesn't get the information she wants from me, she'll definitely try to find out from others.

Soon, many students in 1st Brigade received inquiries from their homeroom Class Advisor. With He Muzhi a role model, they answered the teachers' questions fluently.

Regardless of the class, the students' Class Advisor didn't have a good expression on their faces when they hung up.

Like Zhang Minglang, the Class Advisor, who were also forced to inquire about Qin Su's situation from their students, conspired to deceive them in order to avoid being suspected of siding with Qin Su. They recorded the conversation and submitted the audio.

Those who heard the recording. "..."

They were a group of students who should have been ignored and were considered insignificant, but because of Qin Su's presence, they were now as solid as an iron barrel.

They wouldn't believe it without Qin Su's authorization.

--

It was half an hour later when Qin Su emerged from the cramped bathroom in the Rest Pod.

As Qin Su walked, he raised his arm and carefully sniffed his body to see if there was any lingering smell of corpses on it.

Not far away, Qin Su's Combat Suit uniform was hanging in the cleaning machine.

In that half hour, he washed himself eight times and his Combat Suit six times.

Fortunately, the Cold Blast Bomb was cold enough and contained a high concentration of Pheromones, so he could no longer smell the Corpse Stench on him.

Whether he could tolerate the Corpse Stench was one thing, but he absolutely could not be contaminated with any foul odor.

Even if the Viewers in the live chat can only see the visuals and can't smell his scent, the original inhabitants of the Comic World can.

Even the slightest unpleasant odor on him, or a lack of proper personal image management, will negatively impact his image and lower the indigenous people's opinion of him.

After completing his image management, Qin Su finally felt at ease and lay down in his Hibernation Pod.

At 1:40 PM, Qin Su took a five-minute shower, putting on his Combat Suit which had no odor whatsoever, while looking at He Muzhi had been sitting motionless by the Spaceship's hatch since he woke up.

From his perspective, He Muzhi was looking down at the prison below, his eyes fixed on the ground, lost in thought.

Qin Su looked at the live chat, but there wasn't a single piece of information about He Muzhi's current actions. It was all about how the Class Advisor had been 1st Brigade trying to find out about him from the students during his break.

He Muzhi's 'melancholy' back view clearly indicated that he had something on his mind.

'Could it be... that he's searching among the Prisoners for imaginary 'acquaintances' of his own?'

Driven by curiosity, Qin Su left the Rest Pod ahead of schedule.

Qin Su did not soften his footsteps to alert He Muzhi of his arrival.

Hearing the familiar footsteps behind him, He Muzhi, who had been sitting, paused, then quickly stood up and turned around.

"Qin Su!" Since no one else was around, He Muzhi didn't call out to Commander 1 Qin Su in a serious tone, even though it was a private conversation.

Most of the time, Qin Su was used to arriving right on time, but now, before 1:50, Qin Su appeared before him, which was beyond He Muzhi's expectations, and his tone was full of surprise.

"Hmm," Qin Su responded indifferently.

Despite his curiosity, Qin Su showed no sign of it on his face and continued walking towards He Muzhi's location.

Aside from that initial glance, Qin Su kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, no longer looking at He Muzhi, as if he hadn't come out early for him.

"Did you come out early so that all the other students would be asleep, and you could see familiar faces in the prison below?"

The thought flashed through his mind, He Muzhi quickly shook his head, saying to Qin Su, "Qin Su, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Qin Su saw the live stream of He Muzhi's inner monologue in the comments, suppressed the urge to stumble, stopped, and looked at He Muzhi without saying a word, his voice calm. "Speak."

Qin Su was already tired of saying to himself, "There really aren't any people he knows down there."

"Teacher Zhang contacted me more than an hour ago," He Muzhi told Qin Su everything he knew. "It wasn't just me, but many students from the 1st Brigade."

"I took it upon myself to provide everyone with a template for a perfunctory answer."

Qin Su: "... Thank you."

Could it be that He Muzhi has been waiting outside all this time, unable to sleep, just to tell him this?

If that's really the case... he forced him to watch humans kill each other, a scene of the strong preying on the weak, a life-or-death struggle. In the past He Muzhi, who only had thoughts of insects and had never thought of such things, had a seed planted in his heart that thought, "So that's how it can be done," and "So that's how it can be done." That's really bad.

"You're welcome." He Muzhi showed Qin Su his skin. "Do you think this answer will have any impact on you?"

After waking up, Qin Su had already seen the classmates' answers in the live chat. He glanced at them casually and said, "No."

He Muzhi didn't miss Qin Su's action of merely glancing at him briefly before looking away; the whole thing took less than a second.

How could you possibly read all the content in just one second?

A bold guess immediately flashed through He Muzhi's mind, and he blurted out, "Qin Su, did you already know about this?"

"... Hmm." Qin Su's calm voice contained no hint of guilt. Before this point, how could it not be considered 'knowing this already'?

The case was solved, and it wasn't what he thought. He Muzhi didn't look for his 'acquaintances' in prison. Instead, he was worried that his classmates' spontaneous attempts to mislead the teacher would affect him, so he waited for him to come out and tell him.

There was no Optical Brain... Given He Muzhi's personality, it's highly likely that they were afraid of disturbing his afternoon nap.

For this, he sacrificed his own lunch break, and Qin Su felt secretly guilty.

"...!"

'Shouldn't people keep it a secret if they have informants? Qin Su just openly told me?!'

He Muzhi was startled and looked at Qin Su with a slightly surprised expression.

And me... harboring so many negative suspicions about Qin Su, is that too cynical? Does Qin Su also know that I'm guessing who his acquaintances in prison are?

The surprise in He Muzhi's red eyes turned into guilt, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Qin Su's gaze.

"?"

Qin Su couldn't quite decipher He Muzhi's rapidly changing expression, nor could he guess what He Muzhi was thinking. He could only say, "Don't overthink it."

He Muzhi's red pupils widened slightly, and after a long pause, he whispered, "... Okay."

' Qin Su definitely saw through what he was thinking, but didn't refute his thoughts. So, can he interpret that he's right about everything he's thinking?'

Seeing He Muzhi's inner thoughts displayed in the live chat, Qin Su: "...?"

To prevent He Muzhi from dwelling on these thoughts and getting blamed one after another, which would overwhelm him and cause his spine to ache, Qin Su decisively decided to find something for He Muzhi to do, keeping him busy so he wouldn't have time to overthink.

"Follow me." Qin Su strode out of the Spaceship and headed to the refueling station on the Warship Spaceship it.

"Good."

He Muzhi followed behind Qin Su. As he stepped out of the Spaceship, he looked down at the prison and then back at Qin Su.

With no threat of Prisoners being allowed to exercise in the afternoon, the cleanup time was extended to six hours.

It wasn't until 10 p. m. that the entire 1st Brigade returned to the Jump Point to rest.

The afternoon's tactics were completely different from the morning's. The students of the 1st Brigade followed Qin Su's orders strictly without raising any objections. Only when they saw Qin Su disappear from sight did they have time to discuss in hushed tones with doubt.

Why should we help others? We haven't even reached our own kill count yet.

"Exactly. I've noticed that during training, classmates who are weaker than me in various aspects have already surpassed me in kill counts. Isn't this arrangement unreasonable?"

"Don't worry, Qin Su must have a plan for doing that. We'll just follow it."

"That's right, Qin Su wouldn't harm us."

"Alright, I'll take another look tomorrow."

The group discussed the matter with some confusion but no objections. The six-hour battle had left them physically and mentally exhausted, and after a short while, they all returned to their Rest Pod to rest.

The following day, the members of 1st Brigade easily discovered that the weakest group of students in 1st Brigade had the highest number of kills, just a little short of meeting the maximum Star Coins exchange limit.

Furthermore, no one died during the entire event.

The students who benefited from the deal remained silent while the stronger students spoke, trying to minimize their presence. It would be a lie to say they were unhappy, but they were also curious, completely bewildered as to what they had done to allow Commander 1 to grant them the most Star Coins, exceeding those of the stronger students, while ensuring that each of them was perfectly protected.

When the morning's battle ended, Qin Su didn't explain. He figured the students' discussions on the channel would soon become clear, and they would all understand his intentions anyway. He simply told them, "Each of you take a piece of the insect's meat back with you."