Chapter 205

The students in Class 6 who were behind McCarthy and didn't have time to do anything to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they heard McCarthy begging for mercy.

Those who had already made their move had their eyes lingering between the flesh in their hands and Qin Su's retreating figure. Before Qin Su spoke, they didn't know what to do.

Qin Su only told them to cut the flesh, but he didn't say whether the piece of flesh they cut off should be thrown to McCarthy or kept in their hands for Qin Su to inspect. They could only He Muzhi's example.

Seeing that He Muzhi had taken the first action and held it in his hand, the other students in Class 6 followed suit.

As the knife slid down, their scalps tingled, and they felt a phantom pain, yet they had to maintain their composure amidst the countless onlookers. Now, they stared numbly at McCarthy's crawling figure.

Seeing is one thing, doing it is another. Even though the scene was not disgusting at all compared to all the disgusting things they had seen before, they still felt like vomiting. The psychological stimulation was far stronger than the visual stimulation.

McCarthy struggled to climb toward Qin Su, deeply regretting his recent act of giving up.

He never imagined that what he had done to others in the past, which was nothing more than routine behavior in his career, would be so unbearable when it happened to him. He prayed that Qin Su would end his life soon.

[What a pathetic sight, he has no backbone at all. Look at Aldrich next door, in the same situation, but his arm was sliced off and only bone remained. He's nothing compared to that, and he's still gritting his teeth and holding back from admitting it.]

[He gouged out the eyes and cut out the brains of living people, then fed them into their mouths right in front of them. The victims were so terrified they lost control of their bladders, and he even criticized them for being cowards.]

Throughout the entire process, Qin Su appeared to be looking down at the army of Living Dead undergoing mutation, his back to McCarthy. In reality, his attention was focused on each student who was taking action. To make it easier to delegate professional tasks to professionals in the future, he created a new spreadsheet based on each person's preferred body parts and expressions, and to estimate their potential for development and tolerance.

McCarthy's plea for mercy and compromise were expected. Qin Su didn't speak, but raised his hand to make a stop gesture, letting McCarthy crawl to the edge of the Warship not far from him and look down as he originally intended. Then he glanced at the progress of the Fourth Military Academy students administering Vaccines to the infected in the Quarantine Zone.

Seeing that it was almost ready, Qin Su selected a group of people and sent them over with a certain number of Vaccines.

Upon seeing Qin Su's gesture, McCarthy leaned against the edge of the Warship in a difficult posture, his throat tightening.

Although he didn't accomplish what he envisioned as planned, and the process went wrong, at least the result was correct. McCarthy had originally thought that seeing all the soldiers he had brought with him evolving into a state of the Living Dead would excite him; however, now, given Qin Su's strange attitude towards him and his own predicament, his confidence was gradually crumbling.

Soldiers from Planetary Military Districts watched the Living Dead's transformation below, glancing at each other out of the corner of their eyes. Apart from McCarthy's groans of pain coming from not far from Qin Su, the area was deathly silent.

They have no psychological burden whatsoever when it comes to slaughtering farmed animals like chickens, ducks, and fish, or even Zerg. Even the lowest-ranking soldiers among them have no qualms about it. They accept killing humans without contact, or if they do come into contact, they simply kill them with a single blow.

These torture methods used on special war criminals... Of course, they're not saying McCarthy didn't deserve to be treated this way. Judging from McCarthy's past experiences in the Ossotalia Empire, even if McCarthy hadn't been captured by the Federation, he would still be a Class A war criminal outside of the Ossotalia Empire, so treating him this way is acceptable.

The problem is that the person who used such interrogation methods on McCarthy shouldn't have been Military Academy cadet still in school.

According to the Federation's public statements, regardless of which planet the Federation governs, there is a tacit agreement that this matter should not be exposed to the public.

If this gets out, it will draw criticism to the Federation, making people think that the Federation is no different from the likes of the Ossotalia Empire.

Qin Su... just let those Military Academy students from Class 6 do it right in front of them???

Soldiers from Planetary Military Districts: "..."

As expected of Qin Su, he really doesn't care about other people's opinions at all, and he's not afraid of them telling others. He's arrogant, do whatever he wants.

Or... do you think it's okay if they tell others?

Everyone: "..."

Qin Su is one thing, but they are too insignificant to speak up. (Class 6 6 who went up...

It's not like they just said they'd cut him down, but instead they held him like a trophy, looking up at Qin Su's back with that serious 'seeking praise' expression. What's the meaning of that?

They were so thoroughly conditioned by Qin Su's training that their mental state became unbelievable.

With Qin Su around, this group of people is bound to have a bright future. If anyone does anything that displeases Qin Su and falls into their hands... Just imagining it sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Some people have begun to seriously consider whether the well-known tradition of 'settling scores during wars' should continue in the future.

Among them, family members connected to the profit chain of 'using war to settle accounts' planned to persuade their families to withdraw as soon as possible after returning home, while there was still time.

As everyone's thoughts wandered, time ticked by.

Living things have a fatal attraction for the Living Dead. After an unknown amount of time, the members of the Theater Forces watched in horror as countless unconscious Living Dead below, clearly following the pre-programmed procedures on their Combat Suits via the Optical Brain, pointed their weapons at them. They looked at Qin Su, who had not yet given them any orders.

The students from the Fourth Military Academy, who had brought the Vaccine and were responsible for administering and providing aid, were also arriving soon. With the timing, location, and people all in place, Qin Su turned around, about to tell He Muzhi and the others on his Warship to return to their unit, when he noticed a part of McCarthy's body in their hands, and his mind went blank for a moment.

"..."

Under normal circumstances, who would just hold a piece of someone else's flesh in their hand like that? Wouldn't they either let it fall or stuff it into the other person's mouth?

Often, he felt quite helpless when faced with the thought processes of his classmates.

When his classmates' thought processes become distorted, he is no match for them at all.

After calming himself down a bit, and with everyone looking at him, Qin Su tried his best to control his emotions as he looked at the fleshy skin that He Muzhi and the others were holding so seriously. He said to them in a calm tone, "Put it down and return to the team."

'Put it down? Put it where...'

The thought had barely crossed the minds of the new (Class 6 members when they saw He Muzhi walk towards McCarthy first, and they suddenly realized what was going on.

'Right, this was taken from McCarthy, it should be returned to its rightful owner. Perfect logic. And it has to be He Muzhi; the people Qin Su values are always quick-witted.'

(Class 6 tacitly walked quickly toward McCarthy and put the cut pieces back one by one.

McCarthy watched helplessly as the group of disgusting little devils that Qin Su had personally trained threw things at him. His muscles twitched and convulsed from the bleeding wounds, and his whole body went cold. His gaze shifted from the people in Class 6 to Qin Su, his eyes slowly filled with horror.

'Is this something a human being could do?'

The Viewers: "..."

When it comes to killing someone by destroying their spirit, Class 6) is indeed worthy of being trained by Qin Su. They have deeply inherited Qin Su's true teachings, leaving them stunned. If they were McCarthy, they would feel terrible.

Honestly, the actions of Class 6) were truly unexpected.

[McCarthy: Is it feasible?]

[Other War Zone members: Is that even possible?]

[A truly talented group, worthy of being trained by Qin Su]

Qin Su: "..."

"You're being modest. These aren't just talented people; they're a bunch of born geniuses."

'The devil's ghost.'

Observing the way people around him were looking at the group from Class 6), Qin Su knew he was in deep trouble no matter what.

No matter what his intentions were, his classmates always managed to surpass him in ways that surprised him.

After the members of Class 6) gradually returned to their posts, Qin Su regained his composure and issued the instructions according to the original plan. "One hour. Everyone is free to do as they please. Weapons are supplied in unlimited quantities. There are no restrictions on how you kill. The kill count is calculated as the number of intact Living Dead are crushed."

"?"

The unexpected instructions and the unprecedented way the mission was conducted left everyone bewildered.

Qin Su really... besides wanting to take this opportunity to train Class 6), he also has the idea of squandering all the 'assets' he's collected from various War Zones in front of them, right?

Ignoring the puzzled looks from the crowd, Qin Su continued into the Communication Channel: "Based on the teams I've divided, all members of the top five teams in terms of total kills will receive their remaining weapons as rewards, in order of ranking."

"Of course..." Qin Su paused, looking at the other teams, "Those who didn't make it into the top five will also receive certain supplies based on their final team ranking by total kills."

The supplies gathered from several War Zones were plentiful, more than enough to use this time. However, being a shy person, I felt embarrassed to keep them all to myself in front of so many people, so I decided to distribute them as rewards.

With the groundwork laid at the Zerg Fourth Military Academy, most people knew that 'Jiang Cheng' dared to buy weapons bearing the Federation's insignia, and that the price wouldn't be too low. 'Jiang Cheng's' contact information was already well-known to countless people with such a need for sale.

The top five War Zone teams can sell their weapons for money. 'Jiang Cheng' buys a batch of weapons in bulk, so the people in the Quarantine Zone avoid the trouble of distribution. The remaining items, such as medical supplies and military reserve food, are exactly the supplies that the residents and wounded soldiers of Leichakan urgently need, so it is only right that they stay in Leichakan.

They all have bright futures.

Anyway... those people in the Quarantine Zone hid these weapons to divide them up. It doesn't matter who divides them or not. If they ask... just say whether they divided them or not, and they'll have to thank him for doing it for them.

"!"

'They're narrow-minded! They should have known that as long as they worked hard, they'd still have a chance!'

"Receive!"

The crowd, who had been looking at Qin Su with puzzled expressions, suddenly became clear-headed upon hearing this, and deafening responses rang out from all directions.

'Rewards or not are unimportant; their main goal is to complete the task assigned by the commander-in-chief!'

'But... what if I get injured and turn into Zombie? I heard the Vaccines are all in Quarantine Zone.'

Money makes the world go round; it's suitable to have it anywhere.

[The group, who were initially drowsy: Oh wow? Commander, now that you've said that, we're not sleepy anymore! (starry-eyed)]

[Heh, doesn't anyone think Qin Su is really disgusting? He doesn't spend a single penny of his own money, but uses Federation resources to buy people's hearts. How can there be such a selfish person in the world?]

[Little Swallow wears a flowery dress, year after year... I forgot the middle part, anyway, mind your own business (death smile)]

[Otherwise, if Su Bao hadn't exposed these issues, they wouldn't have reached 99% of the people here. Just ask yourself, if you were in Su Bao's shoes, would you rather have a boss like Qin Su who robs the rich to help the poor and distributes welfare benefits, or a stingy boss who makes you work yourself to death but only gives you a fixed salary?]

"Don't worry." Seeing the worried looks some people were giving the Living Dead army, Qin Su's gaze fell on the troops rushing towards them according to orders, and his suddenly surged favorability towards them. "There will be enough Vaccines."

Vaccine?

Upon suddenly hearing those two words, McCarthy looked at Qin Su with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

In the current situation, even if he were stupid, he would know that the Vaccine Qin Su mentioned was the Vaccine against the Doom473 Virus.

However... when they were developing the Doom473 Virus, in order to avoid having any Federation spies within their ranks, they had no intention of making Vaccine at all.

Where did Qin Su get the Vaccine?

'Normal Vaccine development takes at least ten days, and it hasn't even been ten days since they released the Virus. Qin Su and the Qin Family behind him... have they become this powerful? What about all the effort they put into researching the Virus for so long? Do they have so much money they don't know what to do with it?'

As ideas raced through his mind, they touched on McCarthy's blind spots. McCarthy's brain suddenly went blank, and he felt like a joke for having planned this operation.

McCarthy (roaring): This is not scientific!

[McCarthy's Moral Heart Broken x2]

"!"

With their worries resolved, the Theater Forces seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, instantly becoming highly energetic, each one rubbing their hands together and showing an eager expression.

'Qin Su is mighty!'

"Countdown begins." With everything in place, Qin Su's voice fell, and a huge Green √ Countdown screen appeared in the sky. Immediately, Qin Su controlled the Warship to teleport to a high vantage point, looking down from above.

Below, in order to compete for the top five, countless teams listened to the assignments given by their respective team leaders and squad leaders, and swarmed towards the Ossotalia Empire's Garrison, which had become completely Living Dead.

Boom boom boom...

"Don't stop me! Nobody stop me! You're all going to die!"

"What are you babbling about? You're blocking my view!"

Bang bang bang...

"Want to bite me? Dream on! Go talk to my cannon... Ugh, why are you trying to steal it?!" Jeffrey roared in fury.

"Hehehe." Raymond made a face at Jeffrey when he had a moment to spare. "Your name isn't engraved on it, so whoever makes the first move naturally belongs to... well, that belongs to me!"

"It's clearly mine, OK?"

Lailisi sniped Raymond and Jeffrey with a burst of fire from a distance, interrupting their argument. "Alright, alright, stop fighting over it, it's mine now."

She's a master at mediating disputes.

Hearing the voices of people from all directions (Class 6), the Theater Forces: "..."

'It's disturbing their eyes!'

They were just like a group of monkeys that would run wild all over the mountain as soon as Qin Su got away.

The key point is that while they talk, their kills are so precise, they don't seem like students at all. They even fight with each other, it's impossible to even complain about them.

Seeing his classmates get so engrossed in the competition that they forgot all about themselves, He Muzhi began to wonder if he was too gloomy and didn't live up to their liveliness. Fortunately, he had Lin Yin and most of the other new students in Class 6 to keep him company.

For a time, the sounds of explosions from colliding Warships, bombings, the screams of the Living Dead, gunfire, and the spirited communication between members of the Theater Forces filled the air.

The students from the Fourth Military Academy who arrived took their positions according to the different locations assigned to their groups by Qin Su. They were on a higher level, watching the battle from below, ready to bring the wounded up to receive Vaccines at any time.

The students from the Fourth Military Academy, who arrived later and were unaware of the reward system, were astonished to see the fearless Theater Forces facing the Living Dead soldiers whose collective quality far surpassed that of the Prisoners.

"Looking at them... why do they seem so fearless? They're actually quite excited, making me wonder if they're on performance-enhancing drugs."

"Wow, these guys are actually this brave? Why weren't they like this in the internal videos?"

"I don't know, if they're like this now, will we have to be like this when we go to the battlefield?"

"Absolutely!"

[Of course, it's because it's profitable; the power of money!]

[Don't be so superficial, okay? Everyone here is so noble; everything they did was to protect the Visana Town and safeguard the safety of Leichakan!]

[Seriously, the overwhelming numerical superiority of weapons, the Vaccine support that prevents infection, and the fearless courage of most people, are largely based on the 'rewards' and the worry-free support Qin Su provides them.]

[So what? Judging by actions, not intentions, all the soldiers who managed to solve the Leichakan Zombie Virus are commendable!]

That's right!

After observing for some time and confirming that the situation was developing as expected with sufficient firepower and financial support, Qin Su asked McCarthy, who was struggling to stay upright on the edge of the Warship, "How are you feeling?"

"... Difficult, unbelievable."

McCarthy was in pain all over his body. When he suddenly heard Qin Su's question, his face turned even paler than before. Thinking of Qin Su's perverted torture methods, he had no choice but to answer Qin Su's question.

This was not the first time Osotaria had launched an attack on a planet under the jurisdiction of the Federation. The reason for choosing Leichakan among many planets was because they knew Leichakan's movements during each war.

Even if the Federation claims that every planet Leichakan is on equal footing, anyone with a brain knows that's nothing but empty talk to deceive children.

The troops dispatched by the Federation mandated Military Districts to support Leichakan will, for various reasons, prolong the battle lines and drag things out until they achieve their respective objectives before uniting to end the war.

Leichakan is eager to end it, he has no say in the matter.

In the eyes of the Ossotalia Empire, this situation was no different from the past; in fact, they believed that with the help of this bizarre and contagious Living Dead Virus, they would leave a significant mark on the history of the Leichakan War.

The truth is...

Looking down at the army of the Living Dead below, who ignored all pain and blindly attacked all living people without showing any fear, but instead became more and more excited as they fought, cooperating perfectly and Federation and retreating together, McCarthy's heart sank to the bottom.

[Translation: That's it?]

[McCarthy is McCarthy; you know nothing about the Federation that has Qin Su.]

[McCarthy's Moral Heart Broken x3]

In less than an hour, the massive army of Living Dead was physically crushed.

As reports of "mission complete" came through the Communication Channel from various teams, Qin Su looked at McCarthy, whose face was now deathly pale, and calmly told him, "It's over."

Watching his own meticulously planned "grand death" being ruthlessly crushed under Qin Su's manipulation, and seeing himself utterly powerless to resist, having treated Leichakan as Living Dead in a hunting ground, McCarthy became the prey of Qin Su's army. His lips twitched, his heart was ashen, and he could no longer utter a word.

Qin Su maneuvered the Warship to the same height as the soldiers who had just finished the war and said to He Muzhi, "Throw him overboard."

He Muzhi then boarded the Qin Su Warship again, picked up McCarthy, who was like a lump of dead flesh, and threw McCarthy off the Warship in full view of everyone.

Snap--

McCarthy fell from a great height, but luckily he didn't crash to the ground and turn into mud. Instead, he landed on a thick, soft object whose original form was indistinguishable. He wasn't killed by the fall, but his bones were broken. He lay on his back, with red and white substances flowing from a crack in his forehead.

With the arrival of the enemy commander-in-chief McCarthy, everything settled down.

As the silence returned, everyone looked down and saw layers of blood-red liquid covering the ruins of the Visana Town, which had been destroyed in the attack. McCarthy lay on top of it, staring upwards with a desperate and ferocious expression.

A gentle breeze blew by, and they caught a strong whiff of blood, their emotions indescribable.

They were certainly happy to have won the war, but more than that, they felt a strange, eerie sadness.

They won this time, but next time... who knows if they'll be the ones lying there, turned to dust?

Qin Su saw from the Location Map that the group of people in the Quarantine Zone had been released with the necessary permissions. Based on the speed at which the soldiers stationed in each War Zone relayed information, they could return now and unexpectedly meet at the supply gathering point.

Not wanting all the hard-earned profits to be taken away while he was away, Qin Su didn't give everyone much time to reflect. His voice calmly rang out over the Communication Channel: "I'm leaving."