Chapter 144

(Class 6 members did not expect that they would attract so many people by simply posting an address in the thread. They followed behind Qin Su and frequently looked at more than 80% of the unfamiliar faces, including many of the rumored Alpha, Omega, and Beta that they had only seen on the Forum.

The Class of 26 graduating class only managed to secure a small corner spot.

(Class 6 felt a sudden increase in pressure and could only relieve their anxiety by speaking in a low voice.

Are they all here to see us?

"What are you thinking about?" Sophia whispered. "You clearly came to see if we'll embarrass the Class Monitor after all that careful training."

Raymond continued, "In plain terms, if we lose, it proves we don't deserve the Class Monitor's painstaking efforts to cultivate us, and in other words, they could easily replace us."

"Ahhh, please don't say that! My hands are shaking, and my heart is pounding uncontrollably."

"So," Raymond said seriously, "We have to do everything we can to win. They want to take our Class Monitor Head Class Monitor Position? No way, not a chance! We'll weld the windows shut!"

"That's right!"

"Come on!"

"Let's give it our all!"

Even if it costs me my life!

If they lose, how can they ever admit to being Qin Su's (Class 6 again?

Qin Su: "?"

There's no need for that; he genuinely doesn't want to be the Head Class Monitor.

He had been scheming against the students in Class 6 all along, and now he's getting his 'karma' back.

Fortunately, their opponents were students from the Class of 24 graduating class, two years ahead of them. Although he only had data on the top performers among them and hadn't actually witnessed their strength firsthand, the data was extracted and compiled from the Forum and the school's Purge rankings after each Purge, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Based on their data, it will be quite difficult for the students in Class 6) to surpass them.

Moreover, according to the Class Advisor, they were always Sequential Placement twenty classes at a time and merged into the various major classes of the Class of 24.

Besides Class 6, students from 19 other classes also participated in the competition. We're all in this together; they can't just stand by and watch, can they?

The thought processes of the students in Class 6) have always gone in strange directions since the beginning, and finally turned into 'extra training'. The overall strength of other classes is not as strong as that of Class 6). This time, the students they sent out have a lower probability of defeating the senior classes than Class 6).

In just a few steps, Qin Su quickly analyzed the current situation in his mind, and his heart, which had been in his throat, eased a little.

The rest...

Given that the students in Class 6) always did bizarre things that left him speechless, Qin Su didn't dare to feel truly at ease.

The Class Advisor didn't specify who the students would choose for the competition; he had plenty of room to maneuver.

As Qin Su approached the group from Class of 24, he was engaged in a rapid brainstorming session, not daring to relax. He didn't have time to care about the expressions on their faces. Following the principle that you have to be strong to win a PK, he quickly matched the strength charts of the senior students from the opposing class with the students from Classes 1 to 20.

To avoid being the 'Head Class Monitor', they tried to use their weaknesses against the opponent's strengths, and losing was inevitable.

A-09 Training Ground is quite large and is generally used for sparring matches held when students from other Military Academies come to visit.

In addition to the various Training Ground at the bottom, the surrounding circular seating area, ranging from low to high, can accommodate 100,000 people at once.

It was just a spontaneous exchange among the students, with no strict requirements. The students who arrived early all crowded into the area closest to the bottom training field.

Within the arc-shaped encirclement, everyone saw Qin Su, who was at the head of the group, enter the venue and then ignore all of them, walking indifferently towards the Class Monitors of the Class of 24.

Behind Qin Su were He Muzhi, Sophia Jeffrey, Sheng Shuang, and others. Behind them were the other students from Class 6) who frequently glanced in their direction, muttering to themselves, though it was unclear what they were muttering.

Next up were the other classes from the Class of 26 that were assigned to the same group as Class 6).

"What kind of look is that? They just glanced at us and looked away?" complained the students following behind Class 6).

"It's your Class Monitor's fault. I'm not Qin Su, so your treatment is naturally not as good as Class 6)'s."

"Oh, it's Qin Su. Hehe, then it's alright."

"They almost all came because of Qin Su and Class 6). We were just there incidentally. It's normal that they don't pay attention to us. Calm down and accept our fate of being just here to make up the numbers."

"So, are we going to have someone from our class compete against someone from the higher grades later?"

"I don't know, we'll see. No one knows how to use people better than Qin Su. If needed, Qin Su will directly appoint us."

The Viewers followed Qin Su 'Qin Su steps, their eyes fixed on the Class Monitor of the 10 classes of the Class of 24 opposite him, their eyes gleaming with anticipation for a good show.

'With two years in between, if they lose... tsk tsk... the Class of 24 should probably be expelled from the school.'

Seeing Qin Su walking towards them with a calm expression, some of the Class Monitor from the Class of 24 smiled, while others remained expressionless, just like Qin Su.

"... How did he manage to maintain such a perfectly normal expression throughout the entire process? I couldn't even glean any insight into his thoughts from his micro-expressions."

"Qin Su doesn't need the Combat Suits that are like a protective shield for us. He can pierce through a giant object with his bare hand. He doesn't need Pheromones. He can send us flying with a flick of his finger. In his eyes, what's the difference between us and ants? Do you need to have an expression when you look at ants?"

"... That analogy, damn it, it's so clear now. Luckily, the opponent I'm competing against this time isn't him."

The Class Monitor, who used to be rivals, were now united against Qin Su, a rare sight. They watched as Qin Su drew closer and closer, their bodies tense.

Seeing this familiar scene of everyone preparing for battle, Alec was moved to tears and exclaimed from the 'Audience Seat': "Thank God, finally someone understands how I felt when I first faced Qin Su head-on."

Once they reached a normal social distance, Qin Su subtly shifted his gaze from the still-unfinished 'failure Combat Plan's and naturally stopped walking, turning his attention to the Class Monitor opposite him.

With too many Class Monitor, Qin Su didn't know who among them could make the decision. As a seasoned master of impartiality, he simply treated them all equally, broadening his scope to include all ten Class Monitor.

The Class Monitors belong to him, and the people behind Class Monitor naturally belong to his classmates, each with their own 'topics'.

Taking the initiative to speak up...

The Class Monitor were clearly up to no good. During the standoff, even if the person on the other end was a senior, they would forgive him for being rude, uncivilized, and immoral.

Since they had no manners, Qin Su decided to go all out and make final adjustments to the 'PK Must-Loss List' in front of them.

Seeing Qin Su stop about three steps away from them, meeting their gaze indifferently without any intention of speaking, the Class Monitor were speechless.

They naturally understood the unspoken rule that "whoever speaks first in a confrontation loses."

Before they arrived, everyone had discussed it and agreed to remain silent, quietly exchanging glances with Qin Su.

1 second.

2s.

19s.

Twenty seconds passed, and it was time for their private discussion. Qin Su remained unmoved. The Class Monitor were speechless.

Qin Su's behavior was one thing, but why were all the students from Class 6 behind him glaring at them?

There was not a trace of interest in their eyes, only a clearly feigned ferocity.

In the silent standoff, the Class Monitor of the Class of 24 ultimately succumbed because their curiosity about Class 6 outweighed Class 6's interest in them, and it was also time for their privately agreed meeting.

Zhou Qian, the class Class Monitor of Class 1 of Class of 24), stepped forward and extended her hand to Qin Su, saying, "Hello, Qin Su, I've heard so much about you."

Upon hearing the voice, Qin Su, who had silently congratulated himself on winning first place in the "Who Has the Thicker Skin?" contest, snapped out of his thoughts from the list and extended his hand to Zhou Qian for a polite handshake, saying, "Hello, Senior Zhou, you flatter me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two naturally ended their handshake.

Zhou Qian raised an eyebrow slightly. She hadn't expected Qin Su, who seemed so aloof, to answer so humbly and politely, his voice much more relaxed than before. "As you've probably seen along the way, Qin Su, everyone is very interested in and curious about the outcome. So I won't waste any more words and will get straight to the point."

"Yes, Senior Zhou, please speak." Qin Su nodded slightly.

They had already learned from what happened during the training of Class 66 of Class of 25). Zhou Qian explained the rules they had discussed in private, "There will be a total of twenty competitions. Each time, one person from Class of 26 and one person from Class of 24 will participate. They will be free to do whatever they want. As Class Monitor, we will not interfere or participate in any way. How about that?"

They all came from the lower grades, and everyone knows that each class Class Monitor is basically the strongest in their class and is most likely the one who understands the strengths and weaknesses of their students the best.

All they need to do is get the Class Monitors from the Class of 26... mainly get Qin Su banned. Without Qin Su, they're like a pile of loose sand, and winning will be a piece of cake.

Although this is incredibly despicable and shameless, they are professionals in command; all's fair in war, so what does shamelessness matter? Their only concern is winning.

"...???"

Upon hearing the devastating news, Qin Su could hardly believe his ears.

What about the 'PK sure-loss plan' he painstakingly created before?

So he has energy but nowhere to use it?

Qin Su really wanted to shake the Class Monitors in front of him and tell them that banning him, their 'coach,' would do them no good at all!

He's a traitor!

The 'PK Inevitable Loss Schedule' that was still open in front of him seemed to be mocking him, and Qin Su wanted to pinch his philtrum as he looked at it.

He suffocated.

After Zhou Qian finished speaking, the Class of 24 cohort behind her watched as three seconds passed, but Qin Su remained cold and emotionless, not uttering a single word.

Is Qin Su dissatisfied with their shady arrangements?

(Class 6: "?"

Upon hearing this, the ferocity in their eyes vanished, and their gazes instantly became clear, their eyes filled with a plea for Qin Su.

The 19 classes behind them. "?"

Oh no, who should they send to join this battle?

Zhou Qian spoke again, "Qin Su, you..."

Qin Su suppressed the urge to take a deep breath, quickly composed himself, and replied with a soft "Mm."

The Class of 24 graduating class might not believe it, but they went to great lengths to do this. Although the probability is not very high, there is a certain chance that they will end up shooting themselves in the foot. After all, if the students are given free rein... it is too unpredictable, and anything can happen.

His attempts to obstruct the process were no match for the quick thinking of his predecessors.

But he couldn't refuse.

He knew the 'Viewers's' intentions, and if he refused, the students of Class 6 might feel disappointed, which would make him seem insecure about Class 6 in every way.

If he agrees, Class 6) will lose. The other side is a senior class that beats a junior class. In terms of seniority and experience, Class 6) will be more likely to accept it psychologically, just as he expected.

Besides, they have twenty Class Monitors this time, and there are still nineteen other students from the Class of 24 who haven't been questioned yet.

Qin Su felt he could still salvage the situation.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Zhou Qian breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the other Class Monitor from the Class of 26: "In that case, then the Class of 26..."

If Qin Su agrees, then we agree too.

"Same."

"Agreed."

Before Zhou Qian could finish speaking, the voices of the Class Monitors from the Class of 26 began to come one after another.

"It's decided then." Things proceeded smoothly as expected. Zhou Qian raised her voice, "Class Monitors of the Class of 26, come with us. We need to trust our classmates. Let them decide what happens next themselves. Let's avoid interfering with their decisions. We'll sit and watch from the sidelines."

Qin Su strode forward, following Zhou Qian to the Referee's Seat's area, which was closest to the PK arena.

"..."

It's hopeless.

Fortunately, whether or not they are banned only means whether they lost under our control or due to their own choices.

'His loss of control this time doesn't seem to have had much of an impact.'

Sitting in a comfortable position, Qin Su quickly composed himself.

As Qin Su was adjusting his posture, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the seats on either side of him. The Class Monitor from the class of Class of 24 were all sitting there, while the students from the class of Class of 26 were far away from him.

Qin Su: "..."

It's bad enough that they banned him, but now they're 'holding him hostage' and keeping a close watch on him. Is he really that 'heinous'?

Zhou Qian and the other Class Monitors from the Class of 24 strived to get closer to Qin Su. While they smiled to each other on the surface, they ruthlessly elbowed each other behind the scenes, all in an effort to decisively seize the superior positions to Qin Su's left, right, and rear.

Although sitting next to Qin Su was stressful, the thought of the 'photographers' arranged in the crowd capturing precious photos and videos of them sitting with Qin Su was also very encouraging...

Tsk tsk...

During holidays and family gatherings, Qin Su can easily become the center of attention. Not to mention, if Qin Su really does become the Federation President for Over Two Hundred Years, just as they privately speculate, it's unimaginable how envious and jealous everyone will look at them.

After all, given Qin Su's powerful and uncontrollable style of doing things, he would never be like the current president, who is constantly restrained by the powerful families of various planets.

Under Qin Su's leadership, the Federation will surely reach an unprecedented peak.

The 19 Class Monitors of the Class of 26 graduating class. "..."

Just because someone is a senior doesn't mean they can take the seat next to Qin Su just because they're a senior.

Mean!

The Viewers: "..."

Those who employ tactics are not only ruthless at heart, but also ruthless in their methods.

Life is dull and tasteless; perhaps an elbow strike to a classmate will add some spice?

[The Class Monitors of the Class of 24: One second: Allies! The next second: You stole my seat? Get out!]

The Class Monitor Elbow Strike King Competition has begun! Congratulations to Zhou Qian and Zhao Yun for winning the championship side-by-side!

With the Class Monitors gone, the atmosphere between the Class of 26 and Class of 24 cohorts became tense, on the verge of exploding.

Qin Su left, and because of Qin Su, He Muzhi was spontaneously "elected" as "Deputy Class Monitor" by the students of the 20 classes of the Class of 26, temporarily taking over Qin Su's position as Class Monitor and in charge of coordinating this competition.

Chris was the most popular student in the Class of 24 and was an SS-Class Alpha like He Muzhi, was nominated by the students of the Class of 24 to stand in confrontation with He Muzhi.

He Muzhi thought of Qin Su sitting on the Referee's Seat, and he felt immense pressure bearing the expectations of his classmates. He was still thinking about learning from Qin Su, remaining silent during the confrontation, and waiting for the other party to speak first. Then he heard the other party's voice.

"He Muzhi, right?" Chris stared at He Muzhi's eyes, which were even redder than his own, a look of envy flashing in his eyes.

He Muzhi: "... Hmm."

The standoff was won, but... what was the other person's name again?

Chris, oblivious to the doubt in He Muzhi's eyes, issued his challenge amidst the attention of the crowd. "There will be twenty matches in total, with ten minutes between each match and a five-minute break between matches. Is that alright?"

"No." He Muzhi, seemingly unconcerned.

Chris continued, "The competition items for each round will be determined by drawing lots. We'll take turns drawing, okay?"

He Muzhi: "Okay."

"Alright, let's begin. Should you go first in the first round, or should I?" Chris waved to the Lottery Robot next to him.

Seeing the robot standing between him and the other, and remembering his bad luck, He Muzhi decisively declined, saying, "You go first."

He still doesn't know the other person's name and doesn't dare to say anything carelessly. If he were to reveal his name when the other person already knows it, it would make him look very impolite.

Thinking that Qin Su could accurately call out the name of the Class of 24 Class Monitor at a glance, He Muzhi secretly made up his mind that after this incident, his Class 6) would organize a test on 'reciting the names of all members of the Fourth Military Academy's in private, so as not to hold Qin Su back.

Chris, unaware of He Muzhi's ulterior motives, replied with "Okay," and then pressed the black button on the robot's in front of him.

As the scrolling ended, the words 'Free Fighting' came into view.

The five-minute Countdown began the moment the draw results were announced.

Upon seeing those four words, Qin Su's gaze fell upon He Muzhi.

In this regard, no one in the Class of 26 can compare to He Muzhi, who has been given special training every five days and every three days by Halton. It remains to be seen whether He Muzhi will make a grand finale appearance or withstand the pressure and take the lead.

Driven by his selfish desire not to be the 'Head Class Monitor', Qin Su secretly prayed that he would be the former, so that he could avoid He Muzhi's strengths, which had been 'tempered' through repeated beatings, and thus increase the probability of He Muzhi losing.

Qin Su: "..."

He was absolutely wicked in order to avoid becoming the 'Head Class Monitor'.

The Class Monitors of the Class of 24 followed Qin Su's gaze to He Muzhi, and nodded knowingly to each other.

'Understood, He Muzhi will be the first to make a move in the Class of 26.'

[Can He Muzhi understand the subtle hint in our Boss Su's eyes?]

[If you don't understand this... you've wasted the attention of Boss 1.]

[Don't worry, no one understands Qin Su better than Class 6) ]

Qin Su: "..."

Is it true or false?

The two groups spontaneously stepped back and made way, discussing in hushed tones who would be chosen for the first PK.

Who should go first?

"Let's see who they send. But they're two years below us. No matter who goes, if we lose, don't say you're from our Class of 24."

"Support. If Qin Su can't beat them, so be it. Without Qin Su, those Qin-bragging fanatics are just a pile of loose sand. They'll fall apart without even needing to brag. If we can't even beat them, what's the point of us spending another two years at school... no, I mean, what's the point? We might as well pack our bags and leave sooner."

"Chris, if you talk like that, who would dare to be the first to step in?"

"No matter who it is, He Muzhi's only opponent is me. Apart from his hair and eye color not being as red as He Muzhi's, his Pheromone level is the same as He Muzhi's. I really don't understand what He Muzhi stronger than me."

"Whatever makes you happy."

"Respect and blessings."

The students of the Class of 24 didn't compete with Chris. He Muzhi had been "abnormal" personally certified by Halton after being "repeatedly beaten" by Halton. They didn't want to risk offending him and preferred to pick on the weak.

Compared to the relaxed atmosphere of the Class of 24 students, the Class of 26 students... mainly because Class 6) lost Qin Su as their backbone, and were determined not to embarrass Qin Su, so the atmosphere was tense.

"Who among us is the best at kickboxing?"

"There's no such project."

"Are you stupid? This tests your reaction speed and the force you can use to hit someone without weapons."

"I'm scared without a weapon. I prefer ranged combat to melee. When it comes to hammering, besides the Class Monitor, He Muzhi."

"Me too... and the first person to go on stage faces more psychological pressure. If they lose, it will have a huge impact on the rest of the team. I don't have that much courage."

"Shouldn't the first thing we consider be who's the best at this? Put aside your courage; honestly, He Muzhi has the fastest mental fortitude and reaction time among us."

All eyes turned to He Muzhi. Five minutes was a short time, and it passed quickly amidst the heated debate. No one dared to be the first to step forward. Under the expectant gazes of his classmates, He Muzhi took a deep breath and nodded. "I'll go."

After the draw results were announced, the Class Monitor looked at him, the meaning of which was self-evident: she definitely hoped he would take the lead and set a good example for the classmates.