Chapter 146

Judging from Qin Su's calm acceptance of He Muzhi's actions, it must be true.

(Class 6: "!"

No wonder Qin Su had previously taken them to things unrelated to the Zerg and that challenged the limits of human psychological acceptance.

Now it seems it really works. Look, it doesn't matter if the strength difference isn't too great. As long as you're willing to risk everything and not be afraid to die, even if it means your own death, you'll have the ruthless determination to kill the other party. When it comes to humans, as long as the other party isn't as strong as them psychologically, they'll eventually back down.

'Later, they should use it like He Muzhi, so that Qin Su can see the results of their learning.'

When the students from other classes saw the students from the Class of 26 (6th cohort) staring at the PK arena with a strange and excited look suddenly bursting out in their eyes, they shuddered.

'I've seen it in their eyes. Class 6) has become so twisted that just watching their teammates crawling on the field in the shadows can excite them to the point of wanting to immediately take their place.'

As Chris had predicted, in the next two minutes, he was unable to go all out like He Muzhi and suffered a series of defeats.

With about thirty seconds left in the ten-minute timer, He Muzhi was under immense psychological pressure, which affected his mental state and consequently his actions. Chris was the first to raise his hand. "Stop! Stop!"

I surrender!

Forget about saving face; that's not what Chris is thinking about right now. Faced with He Muzhi's ruthless attitude towards him, all he wants is to get as far away from He Muzhi, a person with an extremely dangerous mental state, as possible.

He Muzhi, who was already restraining himself, paused upon hearing this, quickly retracting his attack and trying to control his breathing so that he wouldn't gasp for air when everyone was watching him.

He needed to control his breathing, He Muzhi didn't speak, afraid that making a sound would reveal that he was actually panting heavily.

Once he stood still, He Muzhi's mind was still buzzing, and his body hadn't recovered from the sudden stop of the fight. In a dazed state, he looked up at the Countdown.

Seeing that there was still some time left in the game, and realizing that he had won before the Countdown ended, He Muzhi could clearly hear his heart pounding even harder than before.

'The delay was too long, so the victory wasn't exactly graceful, but at least we won.'

'I don't know either...'

He Muzhi looked precisely in Qin Su's direction.

Will the Class Monitor be satisfied?

Filled with doubt, seeing Qin Su's calm and composed expression, He Muzhi pinched his palm with the fingers hanging by his side.

'You couldn't read any emotion from the Class Monitor's expression at all.'

"..."

Qin Su guessed the meaning behind He Muzhi's expression as he looked at him.

The students were so sincere, so sincere that he wanted to die.

Fortunately, so far only He Muzhi has won; there are still nineteen matches left.

'He can still be saved.'

After seeing that He Muzhi looked at the Countdown first and then at Qin Su after he surrendered, Chris didn't even glance at him. He followed He Muzhi's gaze and felt like he had a lump of cotton stuck in his throat. He was so frustrated that he couldn't breathe and felt very unhappy.

He Muzhi's actions clearly showed that he didn't take him seriously and was telling him that he was nothing to him by ignoring him.

As the Countdown ended, the Barrier Device overhead rapidly absorbed and cleared the Pheromones from the entire enclosed space.

Soon, the highly aggressive Alph energy of the two people in the space was completely extracted, and the light wall created by the Barrier Device was temporarily deactivated.

The surrounding sounds filled He Muzhi and Chris's ears.

Listening to the whispers around him, Chris lowered his head uncomfortably. In less than ten minutes, they had given it their all, but due to the short burst of energy, he had been forced to retreat step by step. Because he hadn't had time to pay attention during the fight, he was now in a sorry state. His clothes were torn in many places from the fight, and there were obvious bruises on his exposed skin.

"Hiss..."

Chris was even more annoyed.

Upon hearing Chris's voice, He Muzhi belatedly looked away from Chris, assuming that Chris wanted to speak to him, and his eyes showed confusion.

Finally seeing He Muzhi's gaze settle on him, Chris, though frustrated and unhappy, still sincerely expressed his thoughts on the battle. "Given that we were evenly matched in all other aspects, and despite having less experience than me in every way, you still won, He Muzhi. I admit you're strong, and I'm completely convinced of your victory."

After carefully listening to Chris's words, which were a compliment, He Muzhi, though unsure whether Qin Su was satisfied with his performance, couldn't help but feel happy to have gained his opponent's approval. He earnestly said to Chris, "Chris, you're really strong, I admire you a lot. Without our Class Monitor, I wouldn't be a match for you at all."

Without Qin Su's special training of Halton, and without Qin Su's prior training on how to "attack" "humans," he would never have won.

Chris had no idea that he had only recently learned the other person's name. Otherwise, in this situation, Chris would have been angry at Chris for being impolite to discover that the other person knew his name while he knew nothing about him.

Thankfully, Chris isn't angry anymore.

Chris: "...?"

He lost and was still praised for being 'very strong', and to make matters worse, he even brought up Qin Su in front of him, showing off the special treatment he received from Qin Su?

That familiar feeling of being mocked is back again!

Chris, taking a step back, grew angrier the more he thought about it. Finally, unable to contain himself any longer, he ruthlessly unleashed his innermost thoughts on He Muzhi: "He Muzhi, you won, so you won. Was it necessary to do this again and again?"

The sudden change in tone He Muzhi somewhat bewildered. "What happened to me?"

"You still have the nerve to ask?" Chris's voice was sharp. "Honestly, if I weren't weaker than you, I would have punched you long ago for your constant provocations and mockery. It's only because I can't beat you that I'm forced to be good-natured."

"I surrendered willingly, and you're still flaunting it in my face? Don't I have any pride? Are you looking down on me?" Chris angrily slapped his own face.

He was so angry that he didn't control his strength and slapped himself repeatedly. Chris felt another surge of anger, so he secretly reduced the force of the next two slaps and quickly put his hands down.

"Ah?"

A series of question marks instantly popped into He Muzhi's mind.

The Mu Bao was dumbfounded.

[He Muzhi: Who understands, family members? After such a fierce battle, how am I looking down on anyone?]

[(Covering his ears) A-Mu, don't listen! It's slanderous and malicious comments from our opponents!]

[Mu Bao is even more wronged than Dou E]

"You're still pretending? You gave me that provocative smile the moment you stepped on stage. Don't tell me it was just my imagination; everyone around saw it clearly!"

"Even though you're the junior, you didn't make a move after we started. It's obvious you think I'm better and want to show me you're 'let me go first.'"

"After it's over, forget about Qin Su. The Countdown is more important than me. In your eyes, I'm just a joke."

Qin Su: "?"

No, what does this have to do with him? Is he just part of their game?

"In the end, I lost, and you're still making sarcastic remarks about me being strong?" The more Chris talked, the more he felt like a joke, and he even laughed at himself in anger. He covered his face and put one hand on his hip. "He Muzhi, in every single thing, how did I wrong you?"

The surrounding Viewers hadn't expected that the moment the Barrier Device was removed, gossip would be circulating, their gazes shifting between He Muzhi and Chris.

"?"

He Muzhi was stunned, completely unable to imagine how his actions had anything to do with these words.

"Can I say?" Before Chris could speak, He Muzhi quickly said, "Every single one."

"?" Chris was provoked again. "You..."

"First, I laughed because I thought of something happy." Given Chris's volatile temper after losing the game, He Muzhi didn't dare tell the truth, afraid of infuriating Chris. "Second, I didn't make a move because I was imitating the Class Monitor."

He Muzhi was too embarrassed to say the last sentence, so he deliberately spoke it very quickly.

"Looking at the time and then at the Class Monitor was my own fault, it has nothing to do with you. If you're angry about this, I'm sorry, it was my oversight."

In the end, I was telling the truth.

"... Let's just leave it at that."

Chris had vented his anger and was stunned to find that He Muzhi would apologize to him. He was at a loss for what to do.

It felt strange, like someone aggressively picking a fight, only to have the person being picked on praise their good looks.

Having said what had been bottled up inside, Chris felt much better. Looking around at the onlookers, an embarrassed expression crossed his face. "Well, I'm sorry, it was a misunderstanding. I got carried away and couldn't control myself. It won't happen again. Goodbye."

After quickly finishing his sentence, Chris, feeling utterly humiliated, wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground. He turned and strode quickly into the class of Class of 24 students.

"Goodbye..." He Muzhi looked at the spot where Chris's figure disappeared, and without thinking much, turned and left the PK arena.

"Tsk tsk, only Chris, that big brute, is so easily fooled. He actually believes this kind of nonsense that just comes out of thin air. Halton was right after all. What was He Muzhi called again?"

"A seemingly refined but actually wicked and hypocritical man?"

"It has a bit of that flavor."

"Tsk tsk, if it weren't for Halton, we would all have been fooled by He Muzhi's sunny and cheerful appearance. Let's thank Halton!"

Having just resolved the inexplicable misunderstanding with Chris, He Muzhi tracks and looked up at Halton with a puzzled expression as he listened to the discussions he overheard among the students in Class 6) along the way.

Halton and He Muzhi's gaze, feeling guilty and unable to meet each other's eyes.

"Heaven and earth bear witness, he never said these words; they are all rumors!"

"Tsk tsk, that look in his eyes, is he threatening Halton?"

"Yes, that's it."

"Halton is so pitiful, I feel so sorry for Halton."

"..."

He Muzhi didn't quite understand why his reputation had been ruined so quickly after he had only engaged in a fight with the Class Monitor.

In a daze, He Muzhi walked back to his classmates. Seeing that there was no suspicion in their eyes, only admiration and enthusiasm for his victory, He Muzhi felt much more normal.

The Lottery Robot came up quickly, and this time it was He Muzhi's turn to draw a lot.

He Muzhi was selected for the 'Free Shooting' event.

With three minutes left before the next match, He Muzhi looked at Sophia: "This match is yours."

When Qin Su had each of them act as a moving target for people's thoughts, Sophia achieved excellent results on several occasions.

"OK, leave it to me!" With He Muzhi's previous matches as a foundation, Sophia looked confident.

It's just the Class of 24. He Muzhi can win. She can't guarantee anything in other aspects, but in shooting, she believes she's no worse than He Muzhi.

(Class 6 were already used to Qin Su's absence and that He Muzhi had automatically become the 'Deputy Class Monitor'. When they heard that He Muzhi had quickly made the decision and that Sophia's shooting performance was obvious to all, they had no objections at all.

The other 19 classes from the Class of 26: "..."

"Oh, Class 6 made their decision so quickly, isn't it any of our business?"

"Do you want to participate?"

"No, no, no, I meant other people. I don't want that. If we lose, it'll be a defeat, and our whole class will have to take the blame."

"I ordered it. If we lose and Qin Su loses his position Head Class Monitor, I can't imagine what kind of terrifying look Class 6 will give us all day long. I'm afraid to close my eyes at night, afraid that if I close them, someone from Class 6 will be standing at my bedside, looking at me with a knife in their eyes."

"You guys clearly don't want to bear the consequences of losing. You're being too cowardly, putting all the burden on Class 6. Isn't that Tunnel?"

"You have a conscience. Go tell He Muzhi now that you want to participate in the next PK."

"... Then I'll just continue being carefree. But what if we don't want to, but He Muzhi does?"

"If you don't want to lose and be torn to shreds by Class 6), then retreat, physically distance yourself from them."

"Genius!"

Unbeknownst to them, the 19 classes behind them spread out from one another, tacitly creating some distance between themselves and the Class 6).

The Class 6) Class 1 filled with regret and trepidation as they watched the first scoop of gossip, thinking about how their classmates might be called out by He Muzhi at any time, lose the game, and be torn apart by Class 6).

A student was quickly selected for the Class of 24.

Because it was a shooting game with real weapons, Sophia and the Class of 24 of students each changed into protective suits designed to mimic real damage when hit by the weapons.

The halftime break passed in the blink of an eye, and the second round of competition began.

In less than three minutes, in the eyes of everyone except those in Class 6), Sophia proved with her own actions that their guess about Class 6) was absolutely correct.

"No, she really intended to shoot her in the head! How could she do that?"

"That shot made my heart ache."

"Her heart is okay, but look, she shot her right in the middle of her eye... This... This is too cruel!"

"Hiss... More than that, I'm concerned about why Sophia, despite being hit—not in a fatal spot—only frowned and wasn't affected at all. Is she completely immune to pain, lacking pain receptors, or is the pain sensor in her Combat Suit malfunctioning and not simulating real damage?"

"What are you thinking? Do you think the Shielding Device is just for show?"

In the second match, Sophia, who had countless experiences as a moving target for people and as a free-shooter in Qin Su's past training, had not only overcome her psychological barrier but also was ruthless in her attacks, aiming for fatal points with every shot. She could also dodge with agility and even launch surprise attacks while dodging. Her ability to withstand pain had also undergone a qualitative leap in Qin Su's previous ruthless training.

In less than six minutes, the opposing team's mentality collapsed, and they surrendered.

Seeing the score between the Class of 24 and Class of 26 reach 0-2, Sophia happily left the field.

During training, she faced a group of people alone. Under Qin Su's devilish training, everyone was 1vN. In their Class 6), apart from Qin Su, everyone was equal and often experienced the terrifying feeling of being shot through like a sieve. They shuttled through a hail of bullets and experienced the horror of their bodies being pierced into rotten flesh from every inch of their bodies.

Suddenly it became a 1v1 situation, and the bullets hitting her naturally gave her a numb feeling of "that's it," and she couldn't be bothered to care.

Seeing that Sophia won faster than him, He Muzhi secretly made a mental note of it and planned to secretly strengthen his shooting skills in private.

The Class of 26 graduating class cheered, while the Class of 24 graduating class remained eerily silent.

Sophia remained unmoved and felt no remorse whatsoever.

'So what if he's a senior? (Class 6 Monitor is Qin Su.'

"... I regret it now. Is it too late to change my bet to Class 6) to win?"

"Stop struggling, accept your fate. It's linked to your personal Identity ID verification; each person can only buy one side. There's no use regretting it now."

"Sure enough, betting against the odds leads to a villa in the clouds."

An upset may be late, but it's finally here.

In the third round, the draw was completed, and the candidates were still designated by He Muzhi, and the designated people were still from Class 6).

After Sheng Shuang took the stage, He Muzhi belatedly looked at the other 19 classes who had somehow moved far away from their (Class 6, and asked his classmates in a low voice with a guilty conscience, "Am I being too dictatorial?"

He didn't want to do it, but he knew very little about the other classes. Apart from Lailisi and the others, he knew almost nothing about them. Having spent every day with Class 6), he naturally knew Class 6) the most, so he subconsciously chose them.

He was also afraid that if he handed things over to other students he didn't know, he wouldn't be able to control the situation.

"Yes, they're all dissatisfied and distancing themselves from us, but there's nothing we can do about it. If anyone's to blame, it's that we're not the Class Monitor, and we can't know everyone as well as the Class Monitor and make the best arrangements. He Muzhi, you only know the people in our class, so there's absolutely nothing wrong with making this choice."

"Win first, then apologize."

"Don't worry, we'll apologize together later."

"Right!"

He Muzhi knew he was immoral and selfish, but... he still couldn't bring himself to entrust such an important matter as the competition for the Head Class Monitor Position to someone he didn't know.

Raymond's words reminded him that after this incident, he should actively socialize with students from other classes and secretly gather information about their abilities.

If there's anything he really can't understand... perhaps he could ask Qin Su?

He needs to be extremely cautious in the next personnel selection.

This way, the odds of winning will increase, and the probability of Qin Su answering him will also increase.

After he finished compiling the ranking of the students' abilities, he shared it with the students in Class 6).

The third game, the fourth game...

The sixteenth match ended, and the score between the Class of 26 and Class of 24 was 11:5.

Sitting on the Referee's Seat, Qin Su noticed that the areas where He Muzhi selected students who excelled in training always matched the areas he drew for the competition.

It is very likely that during the first training session with Alec's class last time He Muzhi was absent because he had to attend a class in the Real World. He realized that he did not know the strength of Class Monitor classmates and lost. Afterwards, he secretly observed and learned about the strengths of each classmate in Class 6).

Qin Su: "..."

In terms of active self-management of learning, Class 6) is very good, and the protagonist He Muzhi is even better.

If this incident hadn't exposed him, he doesn't know how long it would have taken him to learn about He Muzhi.

Qin Su was secretly alarmed and planned to review several times the ranking tables of the different Military Academies, classes, and grades of his classmates that he had been collecting, organizing, and adding since he came to the Comic World.

So that when He Muzhi finished observing Class 6) and turned his attention to other classes, he might encounter someone he didn't know who asked him questions, and he wouldn't be able to answer them, thus affecting his public image.

He was out of time; Qin Su's gaze fell on the score.

Such a score... something's not right. Qin Su was completely stunned. He quickly searched for all the class data from the merged classes this week, to understand what each class in the Class of 24 was used to doing, their focus and preferences. He only spent a little time watching the PK, and began an emergency cramming session.

There were only twenty matches in total. Class 6) was guaranteed to win, while he was 'hopeless'.

Other classes in the Class of 26: "..."

Oh, it really has nothing to do with them.

LOL, with Class 6) around, they're not needed at all. So what's the point of them secretly backing away because they're afraid of being called out by He Muzhi?

Is he bad at it and a coward?

Now that things have come to this, everything is set in stone. With only a few games left in the Class of 24, they will take the "tanking" approach to the extreme.

Starting with Chris, they were either making a fool of themselves or on their way to making a fool of themselves, and they had become so thick-skinned that they were used to the disdainful looks from students from other years.

Finally, after twenty matches, the score remained 13-7.

(Class 6 13 points, Class of 24 7 points.

Upon seeing the final result, the students of Class of 26, whether in the Audience Seat or in the venue, erupted in cheers. They spontaneously shouted "Class 6) " and cheered for them.

In the past, it would have been impossible for a lower grade to defeat a higher grade. It was only after Qin Su transferred to Class 6) that he spared no effort in planning and training for Class 6), which led to the current situation.

Zhou Qian stood up, somewhat affected by the emotions of the Class of 26 graduating class. She looked at Qin Su, who had also stood up, and said solemnly, "Qin Su, congratulations. Please guide me for the next two months."