Chapter 281
Felix, or Taiyan, or Fujia... Kanasen's mind flashed through many names, all of whom were core figures in the Ossotalia Empire.
In order to surprise Kanasen, Qin Su felt that he had no obligation to answer Kanasen's questions in advance, ignored Kanasen's eager look, and left the Setini Palace.
Kanasen: "..."
Forget it, whoever comes, as long as I can talk to him, keep him company, and more importantly, share Qin Su's almost substantial and ever-present pressure, it doesn't matter who comes.
Living in this long, high-pressure environment, constantly enduring Qin Su's attacks, he was going crazy.
Kanasen stared at himself in the mirror, looking more than ten years older than a year ago. Both his face and his mental state were more aged than those of his peers. His anger surged, and he stubbornly continued to try to use the Optical Brain to reveal his true condition to the outside world while Qin Su was away.
Just two seconds later, Kanasen typed a few familiar words on his Optical Brain, and the familiar chilling sensation of being gripped by the back of his neck returned.
Immediately afterwards, Kanasen lost count of how many times he saw his body being lifted into the air and then firmly pressed into a bathtub filled with water.
"... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"
Kanasen's suffocating screams echoed for a long time in the room. These sounds were all isolated indoors, and whenever Kanasen returned, the attendants, the chief guard, the Imperial Guards, and so on, who were driven to the outside, could not hear them.
[Kanasen's resentment could easily feed countless Evil Sword Immortals.]
[Vote for Felix]
[Felix: What did I do to you? Or did I eat you?]
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Fourth Military Academy.
Fifteen seconds before the time the Class Advisor announced, they arrived at the classroom designated by the Class Advisor ahead of time with anticipation. They all craned their necks and stared intently at the group of students from Class 6) at the entrance until they saw the same familiar figure reflected in their pupils. Their uncertain hearts finally settled down.
After a long absence, Qin Su still exuded a sharp aura. Although his expression was indifferent, his aggressiveness remained undiminished. He did not soften or relax his expression at all because he had not seen them for a long time. Seeing them standing together, he simply nodded slightly to them as a greeting, and then calmly sat down in his familiar seat without saying a word to them.
Although Qin Su was used to being strong in many things, at this moment, facing the burning gazes of his classmates, he still bravely turned his back to them. Sitting in his chair with his back to them, Qin Su could only silently say 'I'm sorry' to them in his heart.
Whether in the Real World or the Comic World, school and entering society are two different worlds.
Although he considers himself the "Black Moonlight," all signs indicate that his classmates see him as the "White Moonlight." Despite his deliberate avoidance of meeting them and his intention to let them know that the Federation is no different from other empires, planets, or Confederacy in his eyes, and that they all bear his mark, his classmates' trust and reliance on him remain undiminished.
According to his original plan, after he accelerated He Muzhi's path onto his destiny, that is, after the Presidential Election a year later, he would achieve his goal, sever all ties with his classmates, and go their separate ways.
The trust students place in each other now could lead to a situation where, in the future, some students encounter fatal danger after leaving school. Instead of saving themselves, they might expect someone to appear out of nowhere and rescue them as they would at school. This would only delay their own rescue efforts and could even result in them losing their lives.
At school, he was the Class Monitor of Class 6. He was the one who gathered them together into one class, so he was naturally responsible for their safety. Graduation was like a dividing line, and he had made up his mind not to care about anyone's life or death anymore.
Since they still harbor illusions about him, he must use a tough and cold attitude to shatter their illusions when they meet him now.
After his deliberately indifferent act ended, Qin Su turned on his Optical Brain and secretly observed the reactions of the students behind him.
"..."
(Class 6, some people were embarrassed by Qin Su's cold treatment, some were at a loss, and some remained enthusiastic, secretly wondering if they had done something wrong in their internship over the past year, which made Qin Su dissatisfied with them.
Regardless of what they were really thinking, in front of Qin Su, they were used to pretending to be engrossed, while in private they were guessing wildly in the group chat.
[Ahhh (Only screams can express how I feel, like I'm taking off)]
[It's love at first sight~]
[(Hehe) Did you guys notice? Has the Class Monitor grown a few centimeters taller and gotten a bit more muscular...? Holy crap, I think I've solved the case. The Class Monitor is so cold towards us is because many of us have neglected our exercise in the past couple of days, and our physiques have changed since Military Academy. That's why the Class Monitor's gaze is so chilly?]
[Good angle!]
[Don't even mention it, you might actually be right, but... I really can't do it. It's too lucrative. I'm busy here and there every day. Forget about the extra training sessions that Class 6 used to have, I might not even do my basic daily exercise once a week. Among us, apart from Sophia and Lyris who hang out in the military area every day and are no different from before, isn't it normal that the others are too busy to maintain their figures?]
[Jeffrey, stroking his well-earned belly, is lost in thought. jpg]
[Raymond, you lunatic! Why did you send me photos? When did you take them? And you even made them into memes! You wait, I'm sending the photo of you getting beaten up for climbing over the wall when you were three years old to Minister Xuan right now!]
[Jeffrey, you scumbag who's so envious and jealous of my great physique, you'd better keep watch with both eyes tonight!]
[Hehe, being busy is not your excuse. Take some time to look for the reasons within yourselves. Have you been working out hard all these evenings? You've been doing this all these years at school, haven't you? If you don't train, there are plenty of people outside of Class 6 who do!]
[I've decided that no matter how busy I am, I'll practice for at least two hours every day, trying not to offend the Class Monitor. My fragile heart can't take the Class Monitor's cold treatment!]
"?"
No, does this have even the slightest connection to training or physique?!
Seeing the conversation and body language of his classmates, Qin Su was both confused and shocked. He began to review his actions, trying to figure out where he had gone wrong, which had led him to part ways with his classmates even now, without successfully connecting with their thought processes.
Zhang Minglang arrived at the classroom almost a minute late. He spotted Qin Su immediately and then saw the other students from Class 6) scrolling through the text on their Optical Brain behind Qin Su. They were exchanging glances and winks, either looking at Qin Su's back while touching their own chest, abs, and biceps, or peeking through the clothes of the people next to them.
She didn't even have time to spare a glance for him.
Zhang Minglang's eye twitched. He had thought that after a year of internships, his classmates would be more mature, stable, and responsible than before, even if they weren't completely transformed. But as it turned out, he was overthinking it.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Minglang, though not understanding, respected Qin Su's decision and abruptly turned his gaze away from them. Upon seeing Qin Su, the words "Emperor's Internship" immediately came to Zhang Minglang's mind.
However, during this year, there was no news about Qin Su from the Ossotalia Empire, and Qin Su still hadn't sent him the stamped 'internship record'. For a moment, he really couldn't figure out what Qin Su had been doing in the Ossotalia Empire.
"Teacher Zhang?"
Seeing the Class Advisor come in, he didn't say anything. He looked at his classmates and then at him, staring at himself for a long time, as if he was daydreaming. He was thinking that he hadn't graduated yet and was still the Class Monitor of Class 6). Qin Su spoke up to remind the Class Advisor to come back to his senses.
Realizing he had been watching Qin Su for a while, and unsure if Qin Su would announce the 'Emperor Internship Post' now, Zhang Minglang made an excuse for himself. "Haha, Qin Su, you look really good."
He looked so healthy; it was perfectly reasonable for him to stare at her for a while.
Although he hadn't expected his Class Advisor to say that, Qin Su quickly recovered and replied calmly, "... Thank you."
Knowing he would be meeting his classmates upon graduation, and having been so strong for so long that his idol image was no less important than others, he specially started taking care of himself half a month in advance, trying to get six hours of sleep every day to achieve his good complexion today.
"Ahem..." Zhang Minglang cleared his throat. "Alright everyone, stop rummaging through your tattered... and even your nice clothes, watch me!"
Zhang Minglang roared, and the group of Class 6 behind Qin Su, who thought they had acted discreetly enough and were carrying Qin Su on their backs, froze.
'?'
'Don't they have any dignity?'
Qin Su saw in his Optical Brain that his classmates' heads were all turned to the front, their resentful gazes shifting between him and their Class Advisor.
"..."
There's really no need to be so resentful; he already knew.
Zhang Minglang didn't care what kind of looks the group of kids were giving him. He was very satisfied that he had managed to get their attention on him. In front of his classmates, he turned on his Optical Brain and began reading the script he had copied and pasted from Aiseboer: "Dear classmates..."
After reciting the text with great emotion for less than two minutes, Zhang Minglang shrank back, revealing a look of disgust. He regretted not having noticed how cheesy and official it sounded when he copied it, and immediately shut down his Optical Brain: "Alright, now let's speak plainly. According to the school's arrangements this year, in half an hour, our (Class 6, as an outstanding graduating class of Class of 26, needs to..."
Ten minutes later, Zhang Minglang finished telling everyone to be sensible and immediately sent the rest of Class 6 away, except for Qin Su.
Once only he and Qin Su remained in the classroom, Zhang Minglang cut to the chase. "Qin Su, according to school regulations, you need to submit your internship record from the Ossotalia Empire to me..." Zhang Minglang glanced warily towards the entrance, and although he was sure no one was there, he lowered his voice to keep Qin Su's secret.
"I see."
Qin Su nodded and sent the prepared record from his Optical Brain to the Class Advisor 'Optical Brain.