Chapter 236

In the past, they would arrive just in time, but today, because Qin Su suddenly arrived early, they all arrived together early for various reasons. Their minds were all on Qin Su, and they had no intention of actually opening their Optical Brain to deal with things. There wasn't much for them to deal with anyway. After finally seeing the contents of Qin Su's Optical Brain, their minds became active, and they had a lot to say.

Many people, taking advantage of their distance from Qin Su, sneaked away before the students arrived.

Once they reached a secluded spot out of Qin Su's sight, they immediately started talking.

"Everyone's been saying that the group from Class 6 has been sent to various places by Qin Su to gather information. It seems to be true. But how can sending people to places that are essentially the territories of their respective enemies not be considered Qin Su's absolute trust in the students of Class 6?"

"No, no, no, use your brain. Would you completely trust someone? The higher your position, the more you know, the harder it is to give your heart away. How could someone like Qin Su really trust someone? It's more like he has absolute confidence in his own ability to protect himself."

"That makes sense. To be honest, don't you suspect that Qin Su deliberately showed this to us?"

"Is there any doubt about that? In the past, no one could see whether Qin Su's Optical Brain was activated or not. This time, not only did he arrive early, but he also set up his Optical Brain so that we could all see its contents. He doesn't care about us at all; all he cares about is affirming the abilities of Class 6)."

"Haha, you're not wrong. If my eyes aren't playing tricks on me, the entry we just saw was He Muzhi's. No wonder Qin Su sent He Muzhi to the Atopulai Palace. People who can go there usually get very important information there. Judging from the contents of that log, does Norian know that He Muzhi recorded everything he said and did at the Atopulai Palace?"

"Go ask Norian if you dare. Qin Su has already shown it; he's not afraid of us spreading it around."

"Forget it, even if Qin Su doesn't care, I wouldn't dare to say anything reckless. He Muzhi is like this, which shows that the others in Class 6 are like this too. Don't you think it's a bit scary? Who would dare to talk to us? If you accidentally say something you shouldn't say without even realizing it, they'll remember it."

"Tsk, everything has two sides. Given their ability to gather intelligence in difficult environments, entrusting tasks to them means stability, isn't that a good thing? Are you afraid they have something to hide?"

"You son of a bitch, you're just spouting nonsense..."

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"Why are these old hands here so early?"

"My third uncle's family and my second aunt's family's seventh uncle are also inside, so be polite."

"Oh." The person being corrected acknowledged their mistake and rephrased their words, "Excuse me, what happened to those old hands...?"

"... Very polite indeed, don't do it again." The student, at a loss for words after failing to regain respect for a distant relative, thought, "They must have taken the wrong medicine today."

"No problem, and I hope they eat more."

Before even entering the venue, I could see the school leaders gathered together in the distance, with students scurrying closer.

[It's like when I was in school, I'd even squeak at a giant cockroach that passed by, let alone a teacher.]

[Who's more unlucky than me? My Class Advisor walked behind me, and I chirped at Class Advisor the whole way. Finally, Class Advisor entered the classroom right in front of me, and I just had to perform a social death scene.]

[My situation was different. The history, math, and chemistry teachers walked ahead, eating candied hawthorns as they went, while my classmates and I followed behind, watching them and chirping crickets the whole way.]

The gossip hadn't lasted more than a few minutes when the first group of students who had arrived and entered the venue saw Qin Su sitting in the high center seat in the distance. Their incessant chatter stopped, and they all turned to look in Qin Su's direction.

"..."

'The case is solved.'

"One thing can subdue all things. The only thing that can suddenly turn these old hands into diligent people is Qin Su. We try to be on time, but Qin Su doesn't. I never thought that the law of conservation of energy would be manifested here one day."

"God, energy conservation! Hurry, hurry, hurry! Tell everyone! This firsthand news about Qin Su is finally not just exclusive to Class 6!"

The once empty venue was gradually filled with people who arrived within minutes.

The others were panting because they had run so fast, when they saw that the students from Class 6, whose speed was no slower than theirs, were all panting heavily outside. As soon as they entered Qin Su's field of vision, they straightened their heads and breathed evenly, and walked demurely toward the area designated by their own class. This made the faces of the people from other grades and classes twitch.

"... This is never going to end."

"A group of strong."

"Hey, you guys are all so good at criticizing, but why are you actually copying it?"

Many people verbally attacked and slandered Class 6, who pretended to be dead in front of Qin Su. Learning was easier than breathing.

The entire venue was so 'decent' that it seemed like people were walking on a red carpet. Everyone stood up straight, breathing evenly, and walked towards their assigned area as if they were walking a red carpet.

I really want to Photoshop some red carpet onto their photos.

[A bunch of eccentric comedians who say one thing but do another]

Cherish it, because when you reach middle age you're all pretending to be an adult, and then you're embarrassed to play around so carefree.

The leaders, teachers, and instructors of the Fourth Military Academy, who had a clear view of the entire process from their vantage point, thought, "..."

'Difficult to evaluate.'

Qin God Su browsed the logs of the students in Class 6 with a normal expression, allowing anyone present to peek.

Time passed amidst countless prying eyes and hushed whispers of excitement. When the time was up, Qin Su shut down his Optical Brain, and Aiseboer, to his right, stood up, his voice echoing throughout the entire hall.

Before the start of each semester, the Fourth Military Academy holds a group meeting. Hearing the opening remarks, which are not much different from those of the past, the people below are not very interested. Their eyes keep glancing at Qin Su, and they make no secret of their interest in Qin Su. They are not interested in the other long speeches.

Last semester at this time, Qin Su sat in the seat of Class of 26 (Class 6). This semester, however, he openly sat in the seat between the vice Principal and the Principal. No matter how they looked at him, they all felt that Qin Su must have something to do to sit there.

According to the rumors I heard along the way, it is said that the students from Class 6) are going to give a speech.

During this holiday, it is said that wherever the people from Class 6 went, they died. They are also very curious about how Class 6 managed to achieve such a level that even dogs shake their heads when they see them.

He comes once every semester, and Aiseboer knows everyone's tired of hearing it. Without a care in the world, he speeds up his speech without pausing for breath, then exhales and continues. "... Now, please watch a video."

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'Weren't we supposed to let them go on stage and speak?'

Aiseboer's words left many students in Class 6, who were mentally prepared, feeling a sense of disappointment and secretly embarrassed by their own narcissism.

Others: "..."

'Who spread the rumor? Right? What kind of video would require so many people to watch it together?'

Having misjudged Qin Su's thoughts, He Muzhi immediately thought of the surveillance footage of the prison's Modification Laboratory that had never been leaked when he heard the keyword "video recording." He stiffened as he looked at Qin Su, countless thoughts arising in his mind.

'Why? To instill fear in everyone? Or to show that he didn't do enough and publicly execute them? Or to set an example for the entire Fourth Military Academy? Or to evoke sympathy for those who were reformed, thus creating resistance to the idea of turning people into human weapons?'

After Aiseboer finished speaking, amidst the curious and inquisitive gazes of the crowd, the Optical Brain connected to the on-site equipment and played the live recording that Qin Su had given him not long ago, which he himself hadn't had a chance to watch in front of so many people.

Inside the circular venue, no matter where anyone was seated, they could clearly see the actual situation in the Modification Laboratory displayed on the large, adaptive screen in the center.

Apart from those who experienced it firsthand with He Muzhi, none of the other hostages who were taken away, or anyone who saw the destruction of the prison through the subsequent live broadcast, had ever seen the final fate that the hostages would have faced in 90% of cases if Qin Su, He Muzhi, and Aldrich had been involved.

Ninety-nine point nine percent of the people only knew that a team of Modified Humans from Osotaria had abducted countless people from various planets, but they didn't know what purpose the abducted people were for. Now, suddenly seeing the bloody scenes of hell on earth in the electronic surveillance video, the rustling voices disappeared, and most people looked grim, watching in silence.

Especially when he saw He Muzhi, completely encased in white soft-scaled armor, being called He Wenyuan, without hesitation, coldly and brutally thrown into the huge machine in the middle of the laboratory, activating the machine, and then watching helplessly as the layers of rolling blades shredded He Wenyuan in an instant, blood, flesh, and bone fragments mixed and sprayed in arcs on the Modification Laboratory wall, adhering to the familiar thick marks, he suddenly realized that before He Wenyuan, countless hostages had experienced the same horrific thing.

This was not just different from what they knew about Modified Humans experiments; it was worlds apart.

Blatant torture and murder.

No matter how vicious they could imagine treating an enemy, none could compare to the wickedness they were witnessing firsthand.

The gruesome manner of the killings made them temporarily forget that He Wenyuan was still alive.

Many people have always understood that what they've seen and heard about the transformation of humans into humanoid weapons has been embellished to a certain extent. They've never considered that with such a high degree of embellishment, behind every successful Modified Humans lies countless 'waste products,' and for various reasons, these 'waste products' are never allowed to appear in the public eye. How many of these 'waste products' are disposed of in such brutal and horrific ways?

Many participants in the modification experiments did not receive such a terrible fate: having their value squeezed dry and then discarded like worn-out shoes.

Many who initially thought that the Fourth Military Academy's decision to close the Modified Humans laboratory was too hasty and tantamount to "cutting off its own arms" have gradually wavered in their convictions.

[It's only because this kind of inexperienced kid can be persuaded that I can't bear to see him like this. Look at those seasoned veterans, some of them don't react at all, they're clearly used to it.]

[Qin Su is like that too, completely devoid of emotion. He's a cold-blooded demon, yet he wears human skin and pretends to be a savior.]

[Judging by actions, not intentions, do you understand?]

At the end of the video, the room was filled with blood, and Qin Su's voice solidified the belief that He Muzhi was merely carrying out Qin Su's orders. Under Qin Su's control, the extreme heat scorched the entire laboratory until it glowed red-hot.

Whether it was the sticky, thick mixture of flesh and blood that felt heavy underfoot, or the sinister laboratory team and the machines that dismembered people and fed them back into the body, everything turned to dust or melted in this high temperature.

After the video ended, the entire venue fell silent.

Many people couldn't help but look in the direction of He Muzhi from Class 6).

The scene from earlier remained in their minds, lingering for a long time. Although He Muzhi was following Qin Su's orders to retaliate in kind, the He Muzhi could do such a thing so calmly, without a trace of fear of being crushed afterward, only a firm and indifferent attitude towards carrying out Qin Su's orders, still made them shudder at He Muzhi's mental state.

Qin Su didn't say anything, but at Xu Zhen's prompting, Aiseboer went straight to He Muzhi: "He Muzhi, as the protagonist of this recording, is there anything you'd like to say to everyone?"