Chapter 162

"Principal! Are you alright?"

What's wrong with you now?

"Someone come quick! The Principal has fainted again!"

When Zhang Minglang saw the message sent to him by the students of Class 6, he realized that the situation was urgent and that only if Aiseboer, who was also the Principal, did something in the name of the Fourth Military Academy would it be legitimate.

Qin Su... He Muzhi came to see the Principal himself, clearly Qin Su had no intention of interfering, or... Qin Su wanted to see how He Muzhi would behave without his intervention, or perhaps he wanted to take this opportunity to completely turn the Fourth Military Academy and the First Military Academy against each other?

In short, whatever Qin Su's motives may be, Aiseboer must intervene in this matter.

"Get out of the way, all of you get out of the way!" Zhang Minglang shouted, pushing aside his colleagues. Without thinking, he pulled out a whole row of syringes and placed them on the ground. With years of experience, he quickly pulled out one syringe and plunged it into Aiseboer's arm with a swift and precise motion.

He knew that, given Qin Su's penchant for dancing in other people's "minefields" and Aiseboer's habit of playing dead at the drop of a hat, this was the right thing to do.

Seeing Zhang Minglang stab the Principal without saying a word, the Viewers, "???"

Oh, is that right?

It has to be Qin Su Class Advisor; they dared to lay a hand on the Principal. If it were them, they definitely wouldn't dare to do it.

Less than a second after fainting, Aiseboer's eyelids snapped open under the intense physical stimulation. His eyes widened like saucers as he glared resentfully at the second potent stimulant Zhang Minglang pulled out, gritting his teeth. "Teacher, I never knew you hated me this much?"

The row of syringes haphazardly laid out on the ground—was he supposed to be pricked like a hedgehog?

Zhang Minglang didn't put down the injection, looking completely innocent. "What are you saying? I'm trying to save you."

Aiseboer took a deep breath. He knew that Qin Su was unhappy with his secret support for Qin Su and was determined to force Middleton to publicly break with the First Military Academy by killing a child.

How can someone cause such a huge mess and then dump that mess on him, forcing him to choose?!

The problem is, Qin Su was already at the Fourth Military Academy, so he had no choice at all.

Despite his inner turmoil, Aiseboer dared not delay any longer and quickly made a choice. "Someone! Quickly, find my... no, the account password for my Fourth Military Academy officer's account!"

"Start the live stream right now!"

"Utilize all available resources and connections to expand this live broadcast to the entire Federation, and even to other planets beyond the Federation, as quickly as possible!"

With his mind racing, Aiseboer finished shouting in one breath, then patted his heart, which had been pounding wildly from being startled by Qin Su, and watched as everyone busied themselves because of his words.

Middleton naturally wouldn't care about the opinions of ordinary people, but that was only in private. In public, no one would oppose the facade that the Federation had maintained for so long.

To put it bluntly, Middleton had no right to break the facade of calm that had lasted for years.

At present, Aiseboer can't think of a better solution.

"Principal, we've found it." The Secretary quickly searched the database and found the livestream account and password that the Fourth Military Academy might not use even once in decades. "Everything is ready. What should we name the livestream room?"

Without a second thought, Aiseboer blurted out, "Qin Su and the First Military Academy Principal are engaged in a fierce competition for the Kerr Armored Scorpion on the Erato Planet!"

Whether it's true or not doesn't matter; the priority is to lure people in and make Middleton wary.

With so many people from the Federation in front of him, he didn't believe Middleton would actually dare to attack the Military Academy students responsible for Purge the Zerg.

Unless he wants to quit and also wants the Federation to publicly execute him as a way to appease the public.

Even if Middleton himself is willing to risk it, his family behind him won't be happy about it.

"Once everything is done, hand over control of the live stream directly to He Muzhi and let him broadcast it live."

Zhang Minglang: "..."

If he hadn't learned the truth from He Muzhi, he might have actually believed Aiseboer's endless lies.

"Yes!" In less than a second, the Secretary had typed out the title dictated by Aiseboer word for word.

The moment the live stream started, countless links were spread across various social media platforms on the StarNet. They even started from the Optical Brain manufacturer, automatically sending the live stream link to the Optical Brain terminals of every employee who had purchased Optical Brain from the company.

The First Military Academy never expected the Fourth Military Academy to pull such a shameless stunt, and from the very beginning, it lost the opportunity to stop them.

The Secretary finished her work and quickly handed the live broadcast room over to He Muzhi.

Without He Muzhi's consent, as a student of the Fourth Military Academy, as long as He Muzhi's Optical Brain is not like Qin Su's, which no one has been able to crack to this day, it would be easy for the school to do something about the Optical Brain of its students.

Aiseboer had intended for Zhang Minglang to have the people in Class 6 spread the news to the First Military Academy. He had just finished speaking to his Secretary when he saw that Zhang Minglang had already finished announcing to Class 6 that he didn't need to worry about it. Turning to his Secretary, he said, "From now on, except for Qin Su, anyone else who contacts me should say that I am unconscious and don't know when I will wake up. I know nothing about the leaked livestream account password!"

"By the way, adjust the live stream screen to its maximum size so that He Muzhi can't change it. Make sure to show the world everything Middleton and his group have done from every angle!"

[Haha, the Fourth Military Academy Principal is a bit of a scoundrel.]

[I can't imagine what everyone else's expressions would be if, while He Muzhi was anxiously waiting, a huge live stream screen suddenly popped up.]

[The death of the student was He Muzhi, and the Principal didn't care at all.]

[The Principal knows how to use clickbait headlines to piggyback on our Baby 1 traffic.]

"?"

Upon glancing at the comments mentioning him, Qin Su, who was waiting to see how He Muzhi would turn against Middleton and watch the drama unfold, had a bad feeling.

'Why did you drag him into this?'

Thinking of that scenario, the Secretary felt a momentary pang of sympathy for He Muzhi: "... Yes."

Aiseboer looked at Zhang Minglang, his strength seemingly exhausted, and his voice was weak. "Qin Su should be satisfied now, right?"

'They really didn't give him any chance to hide it; they forced him to declare it to the whole world.'

Zhang Minglang dared not speak for Qin Su, and decisively denied it three times. "I don't know, I'm not clear, and I don't understand."

Aiseboer: "..."

The so-called "king of bargain hunters" is indeed hiding a minefield!

[Qin Su?! The perk of not taking an afternoon nap?]

[The rest is too long and messy to read, but I clicked on the first two words without hesitation.]

[A strong declaration of love from the front row!]

Since I'm already here in Qin Su, I should at least come in and see what's going on.

[Ugh, why is it all black?]

[It just started broadcasting less than a second ago, maybe they're still doing setup?]

"My grandfather has something to say to you..." After sending the message for help, He Muzhi immediately received a video call from his grandfather. Before he could finish speaking to Middleton, his personal Optical Brain immediately started live streaming.

Immediately, He Muzhi saw the Fourth Military Academy's live streaming account activated on his Optical Brain. The scene was displayed as a super-large screen, completely out of his control, and the live video connection with his grandfather was squeezed into an inconspicuous place at the bottom.

He Muzhi: "!"

Does the school really care about him when something happens? The title... Upon seeing the title, He Muzhi immediately understood what Aiseboer meant. He glanced at Qin Su subconsciously before turning to Middleton.

"?"

Grandpa He Muzhi consciously adjusted the power of his assistive device.

With the Fourth Military Academy taking action, He Muzhi bid farewell to his grandfather without hesitation. "Hello Grandpa, see you next time!"

"...?"

Before he could even adjust the screen to see the content clearly, and vaguely glimpse the indifference in Qin Su's eyes, Grandpa He Muzhi was stunned when his grandson abruptly ended the short video call.

The moment he received He Muzhi's message, he knew that loyalty and righteousness were He Muzhi's fine qualities, but also He Muzhi weakness. However, as He Muzhi's grandfather, he did not want to let He Muzhi his own incompetence. Without hesitation, he chose to help, and he had already thought about how to negotiate with Middleton.

Who knew, that bastard wouldn't give him a chance to perform at all.

What about all those things he was thinking about before? Did it just mean he's getting old, can't sit still, and likes to worry?

Middleton's eyes were on Qin Su when he noticed the suddenly started live stream. Although he didn't know the specifics, he quickly put away the weapon he had been pointing at Temple's head.

The students from the First Military Academy: "???"

What the heck? That's so sudden.

The huge screen that suddenly appeared before their eyes momentarily froze the tense atmosphere.

The Fourth Military Academy Class 6 had just received a notice from their Class Advisor when they saw the live broadcast screen that suddenly appeared in front of He Muzhi. Their bewilderment and surprise were no less than those of the students from the First Military Academy.

Regardless of the meeting, everyone's gaze shifted from Qin Su, He Muzhi, Middleton, and Temple, their eyes showing obvious confusion.

At that moment, the live streamers saw a dense barrage of comments from viewers who had come specifically because of the words 'Qin Su' in the live stream title.

Judging from the density of the bullet comments and the different colors of the bullet comments sent depending on the coordinates of different planets.

The people who clicked in to watch this live stream came not only from various planets within the Federation, but also from many netizens from planets outside the Federation's jurisdiction.

Different colored bullet comments overlap on the side screen without affecting the overall picture, resembling an irregular Mosaic that is difficult to see clearly.

Can you see our Boss Qin?!

[Ahhh, who understands He Muzhi's fleeting glance just now? Boss Su is still so handsome!]

[Isn't the host Qin Su? Why is he facing that old geezer from the First Military Academy?]

[A decrepit old man not even a hundred years old? Middleton says 'Give me peanuts']

[Isn't this supposed to be a contest against Kerr Armored Scorpion? Why is he standing here? Wait, was it just my imagination? Did I just see Middleton pointing his gun at a blood-soaked Military Academy, but his eyes were on Qin Su?]

[Didn't everyone else look completely bewildered when the live stream started, except for our dorm members? They seemed unaware that a live stream was going to start. Is there something fishy going on here?]

[As everyone knows, the Fourth Military Academy has always kept a low profile, rarely going live for decades, only doing so for the Federation's centennial celebration. This sudden broadcast, with the camera focused on the First Military Academy Principal and the livestream title still "Qin Su"... Tsk tsk, family, something's definitely up! Does anyone know anything about this? How did you manage to keep quiet?!]

Upon seeing the live stream started and its title, Qin Su, whose premonition had come true, felt a faint sense of impending death.

"..."

The most sophisticated warfare can be conducted using the simplest methods.

To be honest, they played really dirty tricks. Then water came down from the sky, drenching him from the inside out, forcing him into the confrontation between He Muzhi and Middleton.

That's why they say he's the Principal; he must have some skill to be able to pick up bargains.

That said, he originally thought that given the outside world's opinion of Aiseboer would "keep to himself" and wouldn't care.

This would then evolve into a conflict between the faction to which He Muzhi's grandfather belonged and the faction to which Middleton belonged, with Temple as the starting point.

To everyone's surprise, Aiseboer made a brilliant move, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

This shows that the human heart is indeed the most uncontrollable thing; no matter how much investigation or actual observation one makes, it is not as effective as a person's sudden, uncontrollable flash of inspiration.

If that's the case, Aiseboer tricked Middleton, so wouldn't the Fourth Military Academy be doing this for He Muzhi... or to stop Middleton from killing students who weren't from the Fourth Military Academy, thus completely clashing with the First Military Academy?

Qin Su: "..."

He apologized for his earlier gloomy assumptions about Aiseboer's thoughts; Aiseboer was kinder than he had imagined, and compared to Aiseboer, he seemed like a viper in the gutter.

He Muzhi saw Middleton put away his weapon with a gloomy expression, his heart, which had been in his throat, quietly settled down.

The expected death did not come. Temple opened her eyes hopefully, her gaze first falling on He Muzhi, then on the butler who had taken care of her for a period of time when she was a child.

The butler quickly looked away when their eyes met, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen in Temple's eyes was instantly extinguished.

He was abandoned.

Onion hasn't shown up yet, and Middleton still has the same expression. Even if he doesn't die now, his family won't accept him back. Once the live stream ends, he'll eventually be buried with Onion.

Unless...

Temple's gaze fell on He Muzhi.

He hadn't held out much hope, after all, Qin Su didn't know him and didn't care about his life or death, and He Muzhi couldn't stop Middleton either; he was destined to die.

Now, Qin Su against Middleton, which caught everyone off guard and escalated the situation, have given him some time to 'cool down'.

Given his family's attitude, he no longer needed to disregard his own life for the sake of family honor. As long as He Muzhi took him away again, he would still have a chance to survive.

The surviving members of First Military Academy Class 6 also felt grateful to He Muzhi. They suppressed the urge to look at He Muzhi with gratitude, afraid that Middleton's men would notice.

If it weren't for the sudden live broadcast from the Fourth Military Academy, after Temple was killed, they would be the second, the third... until all the insignificant people in their families who were used to appease Middleton were killed, and then it would all end.

Two minutes into the live stream, Middleton's gaze remained fixed on Qin Su, not He Muzhi.

He and Aiseboer were old friends. Although Aiseboer had a good relationship with the He Family on the surface, Aiseboer was more wary of him and would never do such a thing for He Muzhi.

The speed with which Aiseboer made the matter known to everyone, from the live stream title to the sheer speed with which he did so without any hesitation, clearly indicates that everything was planned in advance.

There's only one answer: before Qin Su came to Erato Planet to carry out the Purge mission, he had already targeted his poor child Onion. The subsequent manipulation of public opinion to force him to swallow the knife... it was all pre-arranged by them.

Qin Su: "..."

'Nobody cares whether he lives or dies, huh? How many times is he going to internally curse this? This really has nothing to do with him!'

For no apparent reason, Middleton had come to hate him. Qin Su didn't want to say a word, maintaining a cold, confrontational gaze towards Middleton.

He Muzhi's gaze lingered on Qin Su and Middleton for a moment, then he looked up at the title of the live stream on his personal Optical Brain, his eyes lighting up. "Gentlemen, when shall we begin?"

He Muzhi gestured with his eyes to the 700-meter-long Kerr Armored Scorpion that had been built in just a few minutes.

There was no intention to mention Middleton's alleged killing of students; rather, based on the ideas provided by Aiseboer, everything was twisted to fit the meaning of the live stream title.

Middleton: "..."

As expected of Qin Su, he's a master strategist. Qin Su used cunning and trickery to kill his child, and now he's joined forces with this group to force him to swallow this knife in public.

Unfortunately, the Fourth Military Academy had already amplified public opinion to this extent under Qin Su's manipulation, so he couldn't just turn around and leave; he was forced to cooperate.

'That's ruthless.'

Middleton's expression grew increasingly grim as he watched Qin Su's movements.

Qin Su: "..."

What did he do now?

Middleton ignored him, so He Muzhi turned his gaze to Qin Su: "Class Monitor, we..."

Qin Su didn't want to be stared at by Middleton at all, so he maintained his cold expression and casually brushed past Middleton. While continuing He Muzhi Kerr Armored Scorpion: "Let's go."

"Yes!" He Muzhi quickly watched Qin Su's departing figure and Temple's pleading gaze, then hurriedly requested, "I'd like to take Temple with me, is that alright?"

"Of course." Qin Su without hesitation.

Temple's willingness to put herself in traps multiple times for the sake of her family and for people like Onion, and her strong sense of loyalty, appealed to He Muzhi.

That said, if Temple weren't like that, they wouldn't have gotten along in the first place, and He Muzhi wouldn't have clashed with Middleton because of Temple.

Temple's face was slashed, his body was covered in the digestive juices of insects' stomachs, and his Combat Suit was damaged, yet he still managed to get here and ultimately escaped Middleton's gun.

Temple is incredibly lucky, Temple both. It's like a buff that doubles the success rate of everything he does.

More importantly, after this experience, Temple became very loyal to He Muzhi.

Abandoned by his family, He Muzhi was his only option... No matter how you look at it, He Muzhi could wield very well in the future, so Qin Su had no reason to refuse.

Anyway, he only had to talk; He Muzhi would naturally arrange Temple's whereabouts.

Although...

Qin Su thought of Temple's inhuman perseverance and personality, and habitually speculated that Temple had temporarily left He Muzhi's side in order not to put He Muzhi in a difficult position.

He Muzhi: "!"

"Class Monitor, thank you."

With Qin Su's confirmation, He Muzhi turned the camera on Middleton and everyone at the First Military Academy, not giving them any chance to make a move. He then controlled the Warship to Temple's location and, with Jeffrey and Sophia's help, brought Temple to their Warship.

The other students in Fourth Military Academy Class 6 listened silently to the conversation between Qin Su and He Muzhi, skillfully acting as envious envious people.

'As expected of He Muzhi, he's clearly favored by the Class Monitor; even something as simple as taking someone from the First Military Academy away right in front of Middleton is tolerated.'

Middleton, out of respect for the many eyes watching him in the live stream, resisted the urge to attack.

But it doesn't matter. Qin Su is only one person with one pair of eyes. There are so many people in Fourth Military Academy Class 6. There will always be times when Qin Su can't notice them. He is determined to make Fourth Military Academy Class 6 break the record of 'no deaths' today.

He Muzhi cautiously remained behind all the Fourth Military Academy Warships, keeping his camera carefully pointed at the people from the First Military Academy, fearing they might stab him in the back.

Qin Su: "..."

Despite being the main character, he is overly cautious.

Considering He Muzhi's bad luck and the current situation, Qin Su simply took advantage of the moment when He Muzhi 'walking backwards' and, in a grand manner, issued a despicable command to He Muzhi over the Full-Band Communication:

"He Muzhi, from this moment on, make sure all the Viewers clearly see the outstanding performance of everyone from the First Military Academy."

He Muzhi: "!"

"Receive!"

This suited him perfectly.

As the 'host', what He Muzhi heard was naturally also clearly heard by the viewers in the live stream.

[Anyone with eyes could see that this was a coordinated effort against Kerr Armored Scorpion. Qin Su's order was clearly to have us supervise the First Military Academy to prevent them from betraying us.]

[Didn't you see? The First Military Academy Principal Middleton, was injured. He strongly suspects that the First Military Academy wanted to kill Qin Su's (Class 6 here. Who knew that their plan backfired and even the Principal was crippled by Qin Su. They are now preparing to use the lives of the Military Academy students to threaten Qin Su into stopping the Principal.]

[Huh? Isn't Qin Su's arrangement for the good of the people at the First Military Academy? Why aren't they smiling? They're pretty weird, huh? (doge)]

[You're so impressed with the First Military Academy, why don't you hurry up and thank our Boss 1? Seriously, you have no manners at all.]

The First Military Academy who saw Qin Su's words in the live chat. "..."

Ugh! Is this never going to end?

"..."

Nausea!

Seeing He Muzhi turn back because of Qin Su's orders, Middleton cursed Qin Su's ancestors for eighteen generations in his mind.

He's genuinely curious now: what kind of parents could give birth to someone like this?

Seeing the First Military Academy's discomfiture from behind his Visual Helmet, Qin Su struggled to suppress the urge to smile.

'In terms of being unethical, he and Aiseboer have both gone down the same path today.'

Seeing He Muzhi stop and approach them, practically broadcasting live in their faces, the person next to Middleton was at a loss, covering his mouth with his hand and asking in a low voice, "Principal, what... should we do now?"