Chapter 142
"Has it ever happened?" Zhang Minglang asked, puzzled.
"... Okay then."
Aiseboer was speechless, choking for a few seconds before continuing, "It seems like it probably never happened, so let's leave that aside."
Zhang Minglang: "..."
Even the 'culprit' could be set aside. Qin Su hadn't even returned yet, but he could already tell that Aiseboer wanted to let the matter drop.
Aiseboer's voice was shrill. "But someone actually dared to buy them! Every school uses equipment that has been personally approved and issued by the Federation, it even has their seal on it! What was the name of that person who bought them in bulk again...?"
Zhang Minglang met Aiseboer's questioning gaze and tactfully continued, "Jiang Cheng."
I understand. Aiseboer couldn't solve Qin Su's problem, he tried to solve the problem from the other side.
"Yes, Jiang Cheng," Aiseboer said to Zhang Minglang, "Teacher Zhang, you should contact him and ask around."
Zhang Minglang thought to himself, "I'm not your Secretary, what does this have to do with him?" But wanting to hear the gossip, he truthfully replied, "To be honest, I've sent five messages to the other party in the past minute, and it seems like they're not going to reply."
Perhaps to facilitate private communication between students from different classes, the contact information provided was not one-way, but rather an account that anyone could enter to chat privately with them.
Whether or not they reply depends entirely on the other party's wishes.
Aiseboer: "..."
As expected of the person Qin Su found.
Put aside personal emotions and use your brain. Who is this person who can make a deal with Qin Su?
Aiseboer became withdrawn.
Zhang Minglang was really eager to gossip, so he subtly encouraged him. "I'm just a nobody, that's why they won't even acknowledge me. Why don't you try it yourself?"
"If they ignore me, wouldn't I be considered a nobody too?" Aiseboer was speechless. "Teacher Zhang, you're disregarding my feelings just to satisfy your own curiosity. How can you be like this?"
Having his true colors exposed, Zhang Minglang wasn't embarrassed. He shrugged and said, "Just tell me whether you'll contact them or not."
He refused to believe that Aiseboer could hold back.
Aiseboer took a deep breath, silently activated his personal Optical Brain, and had someone from his faction with whom he had a good relationship contact Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng doesn't give him face, what if someone else gets in touch?
[Mr. Jiang Cheng, is that right? Would you like to talk?]
[Would you do me the honor of meeting? I'm also in Vagakupo.]
I have a few projects on hand right now, want to be friends?
You don't want your property to be shut down, do you?
[Boss Jiang, take my advice. Accepting anything will only get you into trouble.]
[(Image)...(Image) These are all your recent sourcing channels, right?]
Seeing the constant stream of new messages popping up on his Optical Brain terminal, which he ignored but which the system was idly playing for him, Qin Su, "..."
After thinking for a moment, Qin Su imported the contact information of a group of people who were closely related to Aiseboer and then blocked them with a single click.
No one should try to stop him from making money. He can't reason with these people who have more liquid funds than him, and he doesn't want them to interfere and take a share of his profits.
Coercion and bribery... with Greyliff's group all having three ghosts each, no one would make things difficult for him.
Aiseboer also made sure that the class Class Advisor who were on the mission to carry out the Purge operation put pressure on their respective Class Monitor.
Unfortunately, no matter who it was, ten minutes passed and no one received even a single response from Jiang Cheng.
"Are they... insane?" Aiseboer was at a loss. "In my career, this is the first time I've encountered a tough nut like Qin Su, and the first time I've met a group of class Class Monitors who don't take the school's orders seriously. Who even chose them as Class Monitors?"
Zhang Minglang said in a detached tone, "It's not like a machine that can only execute commands."
A wise bird chooses a good tree to perch on. The news was released at Qin Su's behest, and the acquiring party was also contacted by Qin Su. With Qin Su taking the lead and faced with the huge temptation of profits, the group of students were clearly planning to return to school. The die was cast, and the school dared not touch Qin Su. To do so would be tantamount to disapproving of Qin Su's Qin Su and opposing him.
By feigning death and hiding behind Qin Su, they could avoid being tracked by the school and gain additional benefits.
Aiseboer was devastated. "I regret it. From the very beginning, I shouldn't have been so clever as to try to curry favor with Qin Su by deliberately increasing supplies under pressure from above, while secretly scheming to make sure that all the supplies I used to curry favor with him would be returned since Vagakupo doesn't have Jump Point Platform... No, no, no, I should have resigned as Principal before Qin Su transferred to the Fourth Military Academy!"
"There's no need for that," Zhang Minglang reassured him. "If Qin Su were to... take that position in the future, he would be a graduate of our Fourth Military Academy. You were the Principal of Qin Su's former school, after all. Wouldn't resigning just benefit someone else?"
Aiseboer: "?!"
"From this angle... Teacher Zhang, that's why I say you're a teacher and I'm just a Principal; you have a knack for comforting people."
He felt like he could do it again.
If it were Qin Su, one wouldn't even need to think to know that the return on investment would definitely be greater than the return on investment. Just imagining him saying to everyone he meets, "Hey? How did you know I'm Principal Qin Su?" made Aiseboer's lips twitch a few times, the upward curve of his lips impossible to stop.
Then, he won't have to act like a servant outside the school anymore.
So, before benefiting from Qin Su's influence, sacrificing a tiny bit... no, a tiny fraction of it, might be a good thing.
He made up his mind. From now on, he would steal... no, politely take the approved supplies and provide them to Qin Su.
"Teacher Zhang, I think I could also claim the title of 'Qin Su's teacher,' what do you think?"
Zhang Minglang: "... Whatever makes you happy."
Who would like to use the 'title' of God's father in this way?
Seemingly lured by the huge future benefits, Aiseboer, who was actually helpless against Qin Su, began to seriously consider what kind of teacher he could be and teach a class in (Class 6).
So that when future archaeological excavations are conducted, his title of "Principal Qin Su" might be proven valid, while his title of "Teacher Qin Su" might be discovered to be fake.
The thought that Aiseboer, in his infatuation, had forgotten to tell the others not to put any more effort into 'Jiang Cheng' caused the group of people who were ignored by 'Jiang Cheng' to grumble and curse.
Achoo...
Who's insulting him?
In the Real World, Jiang Cheng had no idea what was wrong with him; in just twenty minutes, he had sneezed countless times.
Jiang Cheng glanced around at his colleagues, strongly suspecting they were cursing him in their hearts, but he had no proof.
--
As they approached the coordinates given by Qin Su, without He Muzhi's deliberate reminder, the students from Class 6) and Class 66) simultaneously stopped their intensive Forum browsing.
They couldn't contain their curiosity about anything related to Qin Su.
Even if the other party was merely a transaction partner found by Qin Su.
If they're lucky and the other party seems easy to talk to, they might even be able to glean some information about Qin Su from them.
"We're almost there, I'm a little nervous."
"I'm curious what someone who's been listed as a 'tradeable' person by the Class Monitor looks like."
"By the way He Muzhi, have you ever heard of someone named 'Jiang Cheng' before?"
"No." He Muzhi shook his head. "What I know is no different from what you all know."
He believed that Jiang Cheng was unlikely to personally appear at the transaction.
"I see it!" Anthony's voice suddenly rang out, "Look there, a black Spaceship!"
In the dim water, almost blending into the environment, only the outline of the disc-shaped Spaceship could be seen, its specific appearance unclear, and it remained stranded in the water.
Upon seeing the outline, and doing something like this for the first time in their lives, the group tensed up. Even though they knew that the person Qin Su was dealing with was unlikely to harm them, they still unconsciously reached for the weapons on their bodies.
He Muzhi didn't say anything more and steered the Spaceship closer.
Some distance away from the Spaceship, the hatch of the black Spaceship opened, creating a Passageway for He Muzhi and his group to carry their weapons aboard.
With a nervous heart, He Muzhi walked at the front of everyone, crossing the passageway. He Passageway that even if he didn't see Jiang Cheng, he would at least see other 'minions' who had been sent to make the transaction, just like himself.
The truth is, apart from the empty storage area, he didn't see a single person in sight.
"Move everything over here." He Muzhi said quietly to the students as he calmly surveyed the interior of the Spaceship.
Although he didn't see anyone, he always felt that there were eyes watching their every move from the shadows.
Not long after the word "good" came through the Communication Channel, boxes containing different weapons were continuously carried into the silent Spaceship.
Once everything was loaded onto the Spaceship, He Muzhi, following the instructions Qin Su had previously sent, stepped forward and entered his payment account number on the display screen.
After finishing typing, He Muzhi quickly saw that the Optical Brain had received a new message.
The above clearly shows that a payment has been received.
"So fast?"
"Many!"
"Is that all?"
There were many people standing behind He Muzhi, and they naturally saw the numbers on He Muzhi's account, their eyes filled with shock and envy.
Before they came, they were curious about the trading partner Qin Su had chosen, but they didn't see him. Now that the other party was transferring money so readily, looking at that string of numbers, they remembered that Qin Su hadn't mentioned how the money from selling the surplus supplies should be distributed.
"Let's go back." He Muzhi closed the Optical Brain screen.
Everyone was curious about how the acquired Star Coins would be distributed, and quickly followed behind He Muzhi.
Almost the instant they left, the black Spaceship shut down with a whoosh and then departed amidst the astonished expressions of the students from Class 6) and Class 66).
The ghosts in charge of this Spaceship were huddled together in one place, far away from the students of the two classes. Control was in Qin Su's hands, and they obeyed Qin Su's orders. Even though they were curious about the Interstellar People and wanted to smell the so-called Pheromones on their bodies, they restrained their curiosity and did not approach.
Listening to the experiences shared by the first group of ghosts who arrived in this strange world with Qin Su, they realized that while they couldn't smell the Pheromones of the ghosts, they had never actually tried it themselves and were very eager to try it.
Even though they are clearly invisible to the people of this world, they don't understand why Qin Su forbids them from getting close.
Seeing the transaction concluded through the Electronic Eye, and knowing that the ghosts hadn't appeared in front of the students from either class the entire time, Qin Su breathed a sigh of relief.
He wasn't worried about the transaction itself; what worried him was that his classmates, around the ghosts, would sense the familiar 'pressure aura' they had once felt from him, causing him to reveal a weakness.
"When I was moving things just now, I felt like I was being watched, and sure enough, there were people inside."
"It's obvious; people who can do this kind of business wouldn't easily show their faces, even if they were subordinates."
"Perhaps it's because the people who came are nobodies like us that we're not worthy of seeing them. If Qin Su had come in person, Jiang Cheng would definitely have received him personally."
"They're gone."
He Muzhi was also very curious about what Qin Su would do with that large sum of money in his account, and he was eager to return home.
'Give it to them?'
'If he's not mistaken, isn't Qin Su willing to endure potential difficulties from the school just to get more Star Coins for them?'
--
Rest Pod.
Qin Su kept a close eye on He Muzhi and his group's every move, and during the brief intervals between their return, he successfully completed the transaction with the Class Monitor of the different Purge Zone compared to other planets.
Before He Muzhi and the others arrived, I forced myself to get out of bed, walked to the spot where they had stood before they left, struck a pose, and opened the He Muzhi Comic Capture Camera before they returned.
He Muzhi maneuvered his Spaceship to merge with the Main Spaceship and hurried towards Qin Su's location.
Upon seeing Qin Su's retreating figure in the distance, He Muzhi unconsciously slowed his pace, trying to appear as composed and speak softly as possible.
Although... it's highly likely that Qin Su wouldn't even notice these small details about him.
He Muzhi stood in front, and the crowd behind him followed suit.
He Muzhi strained his ears and clearly heard the footsteps of his classmates, led by He Muzhi, gradually slow down. He waited silently for them to speak.
"Class Monitor, we're back. Everything went smoothly." He Muzhi opened his personal Optical Brain and found the previous transaction screen. "This is the transaction amount."
When Qin Su estimated that He Muzhi was about 70 or 80 centimeters away from him, he heard He Muzhi's voice coming from behind him.
"Um."
The report was as expected. Qin Su gave a nonchalant reply and turned to face He Muzhi.
He Muzhi unconsciously stood even straighter, waiting silently.
Qin Su stared into He Muzhi's eyes, his tone calm. "You will distribute them equally."
After saying this, Qin Su looked away from He Muzhi, glanced at the other students, and then said, "After the assignments are completed, you are free to do as you please."
Fearing the students might be too timid, Qin Su added, "Freedom means you can go on the water, reach anywhere you can, and buy anything you need, as long as you come back half an hour before you leave."
"But..." Qin Su deliberately adopted a fierce expression, narrowing his eyes slightly, before continuing, "Anything that damages the reputation of the Fourth Military Academy or harms local residents is strictly prohibited."
Since we're already here, we can't leave empty-handed.
Everyone works so hard underwater to Purge the area, and the Vagakupo is expensive. Even just taking a few extra glances is a bargain for them.
Before the crowd could even rejoice at the expected answer of 'free allocation,' they were further delighted to hear that Qin Su had allowed them to move freely on the water.
Seeing the obvious excitement and joy on his classmates' faces, Qin Su aptly delivered the final line he had already rehearsed in his mind. "Did you all hear that clearly?"
"Yes!"
"Listen carefully!"
"Clear!"
"Receive!"
The voices of different people all conveyed the same excited and thrilled emotion.
Qin Su's decision struck a deep chord with them.
[Class 6 is like an ironclad fortress, while other classes constantly come and go, I'm tired of saying I envy Class 6. How many galaxies did Class 6 save in their past life to be able to enjoy all the benefits in this life?]
When will this kind of event be held again? Could you give me a heads-up so I can plan my time and try to join in?
Forget about it, Star Coins are not interchangeable with the currency of any country in the Real World.
[Fourth Military Academy: It's kind of you to remember me (forced smile. jpg)]
[Fourth Military Academy: Honor? I don't have that stuff!]
Hearing his classmates' voices, Qin Su appeared to have successfully made his retreat, but in reality, he wanted to go back to rest. He started walking towards the Rest Pod.
The Rest Pod was not in the same direction as the students' standing positions, so Qin Su wasn't worried that the students would block his way and walked with ease.
"Class Monitor," He Muzhi snapped out of his daze and hurriedly said, "You haven't given me the account yet."
The moment he was called back, Qin Su, based on He Muzhi's noble character, guessed that He Muzhi had called him back for a reason, and said bluntly, "I don't need it, you can divide it among yourselves."
The price he offered for acquiring this batch of weapons was already lower than the Jiang Cheng price, and the price was further reduced after they were disassembled.
Although he had earned far less of the Star Coins he had worked so hard to make today, he was still guaranteed to make a profit.
Since he had already taken advantage of the situation, Qin Su felt embarrassed to do it again, so he pretended to be generous.
A generous and appropriate demeanor will win over classmates and viewers in the live chat.
Furthermore, everyone else received this 'ill-gotten gain,' and his desired 'collusion' was achieved.
Using free supplies, he carried out his shady scheme, subtly swaying his classmates to his side between him and the school. He had won big.
"... yes."
Although he had anticipated this answer, He Muzhi still couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion and a slight soreness in his nose when he actually heard it.
The others who heard this looked at Qin Su with frighteningly bright eyes, tacitly remaining silent and watching Qin Su.
How could there be such a kind and gentle person as Qin Su, who seems excessively cold but is actually kind and compassionate at heart?
Once Qin Su left, the pent-up emotions of everyone erupted.
"Ahhh, am I dreaming?! So much money, and we'll split it between our two classes!"
"To be precise, Qin Su didn't want his share, so he gave us his share as well."
Although I knew Qin Su couldn't possibly be short of money and wouldn't care about such a small amount of profit, I was still incredibly moved!
"This time, there weren't as many insects underwater in Vagakupo as before, so we couldn't reach the Class Monitor's full exchange target. That's why the Class Monitor tried to find ways for us to make up for it in other ways."
"That must be it."
"Shouldn't the focus be on how the Class Monitor not only considered our personal gains but also our physical and mental well-being, and how he specifically arranged for us to come ashore after receiving our share of the money, so that we could see the sky, experience the local customs and culture of Vagakupo, and relieve our anxiety after being underwater for so long, after feeling stifled and suffocated?"
"Holy crap, it's really true! Just thinking about how I was a little disappointed before I came here because I didn't have the conditions to get the maximum number of kills, I feel like I deserve to die."
"To be honest, I've thought that way too. I was guilty, but Qin Su redeemed me. Qin Su is my god!"
"Get out! It's clearly mine!"
"Draw your sword!"
"Brother Su, aren't you coming up with me to take a look? To be honest, I'm really curious about what an oxygen supply system that separates oxygen from underwater looks like."
"I'm more curious about what a world without oxygen is like. I want to take off my helmet and experience it when we go up there. Our Class Monitor isn't like us; he's definitely been to this famous planet countless times, so naturally he has absolutely no interest in it anymore."
"That's true."
Hearing everyone scrambling and vying for the money, He Muzhi agreed wholeheartedly. He quickly asked each of the two classes for their respective accounts based on the number of students, and then distributed the transaction amount equally among all the students.
After receiving the Star Coins, the other Class Monitor who were cleaning up the areas thought about it and worried that they might have done something inconsistent with Qin Su, which would lead the school to find out their mistakes and reprimand them. So they humbly asked the people in Class 6) and Class 66) for their opinions.
After receiving the answer, except for not being as generous as Qin Su in refusing payment, he copied everything else exactly.
The students from the Class of 25 and Class of 26 graduating classes who went out on the Purge mission together all knew that the reason they were receiving such good treatment was entirely because of Qin Su.
Rest Pod, seeing the rapidly increasing barrage of comments and the Life Points gained from the Native Favorability, Qin Su closed his eyes contentedly.
He'll live to be forty-three years old now, that's wonderful!
Looking at Vagakupo during the day... he was too weak to move for long.
With the help of the Optical Brain, He Muzhi quickly completed the equal distribution of Star Coins, used a Spaceship to leap out of the water, and together with his classmates, they experienced the local customs and culture in groups.
Having just received a considerable sum of money and rarely having the opportunity to visit, the students, who were either too shy or too inexperienced to haggle, would often strut around, displaying their wealth and shouting, "Buy!" or "I'm not short of money now."
Local residents. "..."
'If not now, when?'
Life has gotten better; Qin Su has really taken good care of them.
[(Fanfan)(Hungry) makes a sound like she wants to be taken care of by Boss Su]
[Local resident: Where did this bunch of suckers come from? Let's rip them off!]
[Vision of tourists being ripped off during their tour]
Thinking of those students who have already died, and then looking at this group of people now, I feel a pang of heartache. How can they be so shameless?
Time passed second by second. Within the time limit set by Qin Su, Alec, who had returned to the Main Spaceship with his classmates, had a beaming smile on his face one second, but the next second, upon seeing Qin Su's authorization to return him, his grin vanished.