Chapter 190
Although the truth of the matter was quite different from what his classmates had guessed, Qin Su happily decided that he would rather die than tell anyone if something was in his favor.
Even now, when his classmates are concerned about his whereabouts, he has no intention of telling anyone.
The more the 'Viewers', both inside and outside the comics, makes him the center of attention, the more Life Points they can add to him.
Let him recover more health.
His current Life Points of 213 years is still a long way to go compared to the average lifespan of 300 years that the indigenous people have when they first appear.
After two hours of observation and filming, Qin Su saw that the target was awake after being anesthetized and did not show the symptoms of infection like other people infected by the Virus. He confirmed that the modified Vaccine was effective for the natives of the Comic World and returned to the Real World to write in detail about the subsequent reactions of the infected people after the Vaccine injection.
During the mass production of the debugged Vaccine version, Qin Su returned to the target area where he had been injected with the Vaccine four weeks later.
According to the records provided by his Parents that he had seen, in the Apocalypse World, after humans are Vaccine, it only takes two hours of observation. If no Zombie physical characteristics appear, it means that the Zombie Virus has been successfully eliminated from the infected person's body.
However, people from different worlds have different physical constitutions. Although the dosage had been adjusted according to the physical constitution of Interstellar People, Qin Su decided to observe the target for a longer period of time as a precaution.
Who told his classmates to set up a flag for him beforehand, saying he was a god and had "miracle cures"?
It is absolutely unacceptable for Vaccine to become ineffective after a brief period of effectiveness.
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Fourth Military Academy.
As the Class Advisor Class 6), countless people asked Zhang Minglang about Qin Su's whereabouts, either directly or indirectly.
Zhang Minglang dared not make decisions for Qin Su, and to everyone who inquired about Qin Su's whereabouts, he skillfully threw out the three denials. "I don't know, I've never seen him, I'm not clear."
(Class 6 did not want outsiders to know that, in the eyes of others, they were 'insiders', but in fact they were completely clueless and became unusually quiet.
Until the early hours of the morning, no one could find any clue as to why Qin Su had traveled with Class 6).
Most of the students selected to go to Leichakan were filled with resentment and forced themselves to sleep in Hibernation Pods.
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The next day.
All classes selected by lottery were notified to assemble at J-29 Training Field in zone J at 7:00 AM.
There was still about half an hour until 7 o'clock. All four classes of the four grades, except for Qin Su and the people of Class 6), had arrived in an orderly manner.
The big shots always make their grand entrance last. Qin Su's strength is not only overwhelming, but it's also the ceiling they've ever seen. It's perfectly normal for him to arrive at the perfect moment.
What does it mean that none of the other students from Class 6) except Qin Su came?
"Did Class 6) receive some orders from Qin Su? Otherwise, why haven't they shown up yet?"
"Perhaps they think we talk too much? Are they trying to keep us from asking too many questions?"
"It's probably both. They're afraid they won't be able to control their mouths and will reveal Qin Su's orders to them."
This statement was met with agreement from the group of people around, who nodded in agreement.
The students of the Class of 27 had just entered the school and had only been studying for about half a month. They heard the older students chattering away. Class 6 stood on the edge, listening intently, but no one dared to interrupt.
J-29 exterior.
Lin Yin pressed her ear against the door. Beside her, a large group of people who were also close to the door and the wall were doing the same thing. Those who were far from the wall and couldn't help automatically lowered their breathing.
During this time, the person responsible for eavesdropping continuously whispered back to the person behind them what they had overheard.
The newly joined Class 6 members of the Fourth Military Academy looked intently at the original Class 6 members.
They never imagined that, in the eyes of others, because they were in Qin Su's Class 6), they were acting arrogantly and taking advantage of Qin Su's power. They were also hiding carefully because they were afraid that people from other classes would find out that they actually knew nothing about Qin Su's movements.
They were still in the 999 Group, confidently calling this...
'Maintaining the dignity of (Class 6 members?'
When they saw this sentence in the group, the tiny bit of positive impression they had of the original (Class 6 shattered instantly.
'The original (Class 6 seems to be quite different from what they imagined; they're just pretending.'
Since they didn't really want outsiders to know that 'they weren't as close to Qin Su as outsiders imagined,' and also wanted to maintain a bit of dignity as members of Class 6), after the initial shock, they decided to hit it off with this group of 'Old 6's'.
But...
Upon seeing them arrive, those with keen hearing spontaneously stepped forward, while others automatically made way for them—a tacit understanding that required no further explanation. Those who hadn't been able to participate felt a little uneasy and voiced their desire to join in the 999 group chat.
Why is this none of our business?
[Sorry, I'm not familiar with the abilities and strengths of your new six players.]
[You guys were so in sync just now, you probably know each other's strengths and weaknesses perfectly, right?]
[Is that even a question? Isn't it obvious? You guys in Class 6, don't you know each other...? Wait a minute, you weren't even in the same class before, so you definitely don't know each other.]
[Since you've brought it up, I'll get straight to the point: when will you six new students fill out the ranking table for students in Class 6?]
[He Muzhi: (link)]
He Muzhi quickly pulled over the ranking of the overall strength of Class 6) from the 499 People. Apart from Qin Su, who ranked first, the blank spaces were only filled with the names of the newly joined students in Class 6).
Looking at the form in the 999 Group chat, which included even the smallest detail—something as meticulous as someone's violin playing skills—the 'New 6' of the Fourth Military Academy were speechless.
'Go ahead and ask, now you've gotten yourself into trouble.'
Such a form, which is comparable to an investigation into privacy, is unacceptable to them based on the values they have been taught since childhood.
He Muzhi, Sophia, Raymond... these are people who have known each other since childhood and have received basically the same education. Why would they tell such a secret to the rest of Class 6... students who might never have spoken a word to them if they weren't in the same Class 6?
If a lot of this information is revealed to the enemy, they can easily set traps for them based on their preferences. To put it bluntly, they might not even know how they died.
Most of the students at the Fourth Military Academy looked at the unfolded list and hesitated, feeling conflicted.
They all came because of Qin Su, and none of them dared to hope that Qin Su would trust them completely.
Unexpectedly, I was asked to have 100% trust from my classmates in a regular class.
The data of many people in the original (Class 6 is of no value to them, but their own data is priceless to them.
This group doesn't even have Qin Su, and there's no data about Qin Su. It's clear that this is the behavior of the original (Class 6 behind Qin Su's back.
They... they have to write it, after all, it has to be presentable on the surface, but... should they write the truth or a lie?
He Muzhi and the others did not urge them.
Having not spent much time together, they naturally didn't have much trust in the newly joined Class 6. However, they trusted Qin Su and were willing to post the original Class 6's 'detailed user manual' in the group, demonstrating the original Class 6's sincerity.
Qin Su to have them join Class 6) indicates that they are useful to Qin Su. As 'veterans', they naturally want to actively help the newcomers integrate.
Mutual psychological acceptance and recognition is quite difficult, and while honesty about personal information may speed things up, it's not certain that it will.
[If anyone had the audacity, they would have gotten a bunch of data on future important figures in the Federation for free, and then sold it to their rivals, making a fortune.]
[Is Qin Su just for show? Aren't you afraid of having the life to sell it but not the life to enjoy it?]
Before Qin Su arrived, he had already seen the movements of Class 6) in the barrage comments. He was not surprised by the awkward silence and unease of the students, each with their own thoughts, looking around at the sky and the ground.
Even from a considerable distance, Qin Su was spotted by his classmates who were pretending to be very busy.
Qin Su's appearance was like an injection of oxygen into the suffocating air for the people of the Fourth Military Academy. They seemed to have found a way to escape this awkward situation, and they walked towards Qin Su, calling out "Class Monitor" one after another.
Amidst calls of "Class Monitor!", Qin Su walked through the Passageway cleared by the students to the towering metal door. As he scanned his Identity ID to enter, hearing the footsteps gathering behind him, he spoke his first words to the students, "Let's go."
"Good."
"Yes!"
The door opened to both sides, and it was almost seven o'clock. The eyes of students from three different classes in the training field all turned to look at it.
In everyone's eyes, Qin Su's figure appeared at the J-29 Training Field, with the group of people from Class 6) behind him.
Upon seeing Qin Su, many people breathed a sigh of relief.
'Qin Su's appearance means he will travel with them to Leichakan.'
They're from the same school, after all. If something happens to them, Qin Su might help them out of consideration for being from the same school. That would at least give them some hope.
(Class 6... They were indeed ordered by Qin Su to deliberately not appear in front of them in advance, for fear that they would find out what orders Qin Su had given them.
With Qin Su around, the students in Class 6 no longer worried about students from other classes asking them questions they couldn't answer, because students from other classes didn't dare to ask in front of Qin Su.
The original (Class 6 walked with ease, while most of the Class 6 members from the Fourth Military Academy felt a heavy weight on their hearts because of the question of whether their personal information had to be filled in on the form issued by He Muzhi of (Class 6.
Qin Su arrived at the appointed time, standing in the area left by the other three classes, which belonged to Class 6), exactly at seven o'clock.
Although the other students had many questions for Class 6), Qin Su was there. They moved their mouths, hesitated, and before they could speak, a snapping sound came from the side, interrupting their thoughts.
Everyone looked toward the source of the sound and saw a familiar figure appear in their field of vision, their eyes wide with surprise.
He is Aiseboer, the current vice- Principal of the Fourth Military Academy.
The place where Aiseboer came out was a rest area prepared for teachers and instructors at the J-29 Training Field.
Aiseboer arrived so early and silently; it's obvious he was hiding inside, eavesdropping on their conversation—quite the sneaky operator.
Seeing Qin Su's indifferent attitude, not even glancing in the direction of Aiseboer, tsk tsk... it seems the rumors are mostly true; Qin Su was the one who called the shots at the Former Zerg Fourth Military Academy.
The moment Qin Su heard the footsteps, he knew it was Aiseboer. He wasn't surprised and didn't look over, knowing that Aiseboer would eventually reach the area in front of their four classes.
Amidst the varied expressions of the crowd, Aiseboer walked to the center in front of the four classes and got straight to the point. "I presume all of you already know the purpose of our gathering here today. I will be accompanying you to Leichakan."
"Before you head to the Hyperspace Jump site, you have five minutes to elect a team leader to guide all four squads."
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell upon Qin Su.
At other times, even if it were Qin Su, the Class Monitors of the 24th and Class of 25 graduating classes would compete with Qin Su for the position of leader and captain.
This time, the situation in Leichakan was very different from the wars they had participated in before. Virus infected were like the Living Dead, and they were humanoid weapons that could infect soldiers through contact wounds. This was the first time they had encountered such a thing, and they had no experience at all, so they tried to avoid it.
Qin Su... Although they didn't know if he had any experience dealing with this type of Virus- infected person, it was a fact that Qin Su was stronger than all of them present. Even if he had never encountered one before, when an infected person approached, Qin Su could simply smash it on the ground and bury it on the spot.
Even though the senior students wanted to nominate Qin Su Class Monitor, they didn't say anything, only watching with their eyes, afraid that Qin Su be unhappy and that speaking up would make him resentful.
Sensing the gazes falling on him from all directions, despite wanting to be the team leader so that they could follow his orders to distribute and administer Vaccines, Strong insisted on maintaining a nonchalant and indifferent demeanor.
Time passed by, but Qin Su remained oblivious to the stares around him, his indifferent expression and silence only fueling the already unsettled hearts of the other students.
Everyone was exchanging subtle glances and nudgings, even throwing each other small jabs and winks at Aiseboer until their eyelids were practically cramping, but no one dared to jeer or suggest making Qin Su the captain in front of him.
(Class 6 kept their eyes down and their minds focused, while Qin Su remained motionless; they were all as quiet as chickens.
Aiseboer's eyes darted back and forth between Qin Su and the other class Class Monitors, clicking his tongue inwardly, but he showed no intention of saying anything.
Anyone could see that Qin Su genuinely didn't care about being a captain or anything like that. Rather than wanting Qin Su to be the captain, the other students wanted him to take responsibility for the operation.
No one tried to morally blackmail Qin Su in front of Qin Su, which led to the current situation.
Want him to trick Qin Su? Dream on.
Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and not a single word was uttered until the very last second.
Aiseboer wasn't sure if Qin Su knew anything about the Virus, Leichakan, whose name the Federation didn't even know yet. Being on Qin Su's side, he naturally couldn't suggest Qin Su be the captain. Instead, he said regretfully, "Since no one's speaking up, for fairness, let the class Class Monitor draw lots."
Aiseboer opened his personal Optical Brain: "Please have the four Class Monitor scan and click in turn. The answer will be displayed three seconds after the click ends."
The thought of unleashing his power in front of everyone made Qin Su: "..."
From then on, who could tell who was the He Muzhi who loved... Unlucky One?
It would be better to just appoint him as the team leader.
With his mind racing, Qin Su's brain didn't stop. The four Class Monitor quickly clicked "End" on Aiseboer's Optical Brain screen.
Three seconds passed in a flash. Seeing that the Class Monitors of the 27th, 25th, and Class of 24 classes had blank spaces after their names, except for Qin Su, the Class Monitor of the Class of 26, who had the word 'Captain' after his name, everyone present except for Aiseboer breathed a sigh of relief.
'Great! It's Qin Su! They're saved!'
Good news, it coincides with his true inner thoughts.
The bad news is, I had to draw it myself.
Qin Su: "..."
So this is what they mean by a mix of joy and sorrow.
He Muzhi looked at the captain position, which was disliked by the other Class Monitor, and saw that Qin Su had drawn it. Looking at Qin God Su's indifferent profile, between 'Qin Su had the same bad luck as him' and ' Qin Su had to take it out of kindness because others didn't want it', He Muzhi did not hesitate and immediately chose the latter.
'How could Qin Su be like him? Absolutely impossible!'
Aiseboer, who came up with this idea because he didn't want to join others in morally blackmailing Qin Su: "...?"
Does this count as him setting Qin Su?
Aiseboer secretly watched Qin Su, seeing that Qin Su's face was neither sad nor happy, making it impossible to tell what his mood was, and his heart was pounding as he announced, "For the next period of time, Qin Su, the class Class Monitor of Class 6 of the Class of 26 cohort, will serve as the captain of the support team representing the Fourth Military Academy to Leichakan. Qin Su's orders are above all else, understand?"
"Clear!"
The crowd, relieved, answered loudly.
Taking advantage of the high spirits, Aiseboer looked at Qin Su, still unable to discern any other emotion on Qin Su's face, and said to the students, "Meet at the T6 Hyperspace Jump Field in one hour. Related instructions will be sent to your personal Optical Brain via Qin Su later. Dismissed."
After Aiseboer dismissed the other classes, the students instinctively dispersed, but they noticed that no one from Class 6) moved. They stopped in their tracks and their eyes focused on Class 6) and Qin Su.
The group of students from the Fourth Military Academy who newly joined Class 6) spent nearly half a month with the original Class 6). Regardless of what they thought in their hearts, their actions were very honest and consistent with those of the original Class 6).
Seeing the slightly surprised looks from the other classes, they didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, they raised their heads and looked calm.
'See? See? This kind of treatment—being ordered around solely by Qin Su— is not something everyone deserves.'
Qin Su ignored the strange occurrences around him, not turning around as if he knew they wouldn't leave without his orders. With his back to Class 6, he calmly said, "Dismissed."
"Yes!"
"Receive!"
Only when the voices of Class 6) were heard did they begin to move.
Afraid that Qin Su would leave, Aiseboer went straight to Qin Su. Even though he knew Qin Su didn't need it, he still asked as usual, "Qin Su, do you need me to add the people from all four classes to a group chat?"
On the battlefield, you need to connect Optical Brain and know the enemy's coordinates, so being in a group is the most convenient way.
Qin Su secretly 'needed' it, but stubbornly insisted on maintaining his omnipotent persona, saying, "I don't need it."
In order to become stronger, after learning yesterday which four classes Aiseboer had drawn, he became thrifty and didn't want to waste his Life Points exchanging for this kind of 'one-time strong link to pull people' from the system. So he had already worked hard to collect and organize the personal Optical Brain of all the students in the four classes into a 'one-click pull'.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Su ran the pre-written "one-click pull" mini-process, gathering everyone from all four classes into the same group. His face remained expressionless, though he was actually trying hard to suppress his strong emotions, and he said to Aiseboer in a nonchalant tone, "It's done."
Aiseboer: "..."
He asked unnecessary questions.
The others present also discovered the message on their own Optical Brain. Although they had heard about it before, experiencing it for the first time still made them look shocked as they lingered on their Optical Brain and Qin Su, expressing the same sentiment that Class 6 had expressed before.
' Qin Su clearly doesn't have any of their Optical Brain friends, how did he manage to do that?'
They naturally didn't dare to ask Qin Su about something that was a big deal in their eyes but a trivial matter in Qin Su's eyes, so they could only hold back and take screenshots to show off.
"Is there anything else?" Qin Su asked Aiseboer, maintaining his indifferent demeanor.
Aiseboer: "... That's all."
Qin Su said goodbye to Aiseboer and left quickly.
Although the Zombies in the Comic World are considered basic Zombies according to the Apocalypse World his parents live in, while the zombies in his parents' world are advanced versions of Zombies of various levels, this is the first time he, like his classmates in the Comic World, has experienced something like this. When he returned from the Real World, he not only brought a large number of Vaccines, but also countless videos and written records of his parents' battles against Zombies.
There was so much material that even one pair of eyes wasn't enough to see it all. He hadn't finished reading yet and needed to go back and catch up quickly.
He couldn't catch up on everything... so he could only write a 'search' process to use as an emergency measure when he encountered problems he didn't understand about Zombies.
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An hour later, the Fourth Military Academy Hyperspace Jump from its home Saint Parknia Planet, to the Leichakan Planet.
Because of Qin Su's presence, the Fourth Military Academy became even more special than the First Military Academy. After an eighteen-hour Hyperspace Jump, when the Fourth Military Academy's Spaceship finally arrived at its destination, Leichakan sent people to pick up the Fourth Military Academy.
Thanks to his outstanding kill record recently, Xuan Jingcheng, who had risen through the ranks and been assigned the Xuan Jingcheng of guiding others, looked at the Spaceship belonging to the Fourth Military Academy not far away, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.
'Soon, he'll see He Muzhi again soon. I wonder... will He Muzhi recognize him now?'
Thinking of this, Xuan Jingcheng's eyes lit up with anticipation.