Chapter 334

"..."

(Class 6 maintained their initial composure and continued to wait sincerely for their seniors to speak. They also repeatedly recited in their minds what each candidate in the group, excluding themselves, might say in this public setting, as well as the answers they had prepared in private, so they could be ready to respond at any time.

To demonstrate their seniority, the seniors collectively boarded the Spaceship before them. If the younger generation were to speak up at this time, it would be seen as 'the seniors haven't spoken, so why should the younger generation speak up?' They didn't want to end up like the younger generation in the videos they had watched, who, because they didn't prioritize seniors in everything, ended up being criticized by their seniors or by the public.

The current situation is no different from the scenes they've reviewed countless times. It's clearly a setup to wait for these juniors to speak first, so that in the speeches over the next few days, they can occasionally cue them for being impolite as juniors, damaging their image, and affecting the subsequent cross-voting between planets. These seniors are truly a bunch of scheming dogs.

Fortunately, their extra training included developing resilience in various environments. Even the least patient among the surviving members of their class could manage to keep their expressions under control for four hours. Only ten minutes had passed. They were fearless in the face of provocation from their seniors, and even had time to secretly plan their speeches and find loopholes to exploit this unexpected situation.

There's no reason for the seniors to band together and try to cause trouble for the juniors in Class 6. They have to stand at attention and take the beating, and they also have to stick together to deal with it. Even if something goes wrong, Class 6 will be tied together and have to bear the consequences.

In the current situation, if we really look into it, the only people they've let down are probably the media who have been watching them with such anticipation. They know very well what the media wants, but unfortunately, due to the circumstances, they can't give the media what they want right now.

There was no other way; in order to ensure they were not constantly 'watched' and could not see the comments from Federation citizens on the live stream, they could only be extremely careful with their words and actions, strictly demanding that they not make the slightest mistake that violated the rules.

Anyway, judging from the verifiable past records of these seniors, they will be implied regardless of whether they come first or later. They can only choose the lesser of two evils. Even if the seniors put them in a difficult position later, they will have "evidence" to retaliate.

The veteran candidates. "..."

If the newcomers they were facing were not from Class 6, but others, speaking first in this setting would clearly be stealing their thunder and disrespecting them. If it were from Class 6, because of Qin Su, those from Class 6 would naturally rise in status, and in the eyes of the world, Class 6 would naturally have a higher standing than them. Obviously, Class 6 was aware of this and occupied their former position, maintaining a superior attitude and waiting for them to speak first. But then again, putting aside the facts, they had made it into the candidate group so many times. Couldn't Class 6 have toned down their arrogant attitude? In front of so many media outlets, even giving them a way out would have prevented things from turning into this ugly situation.

Now, even if it's just to save face, they will never compromise easily. Otherwise, if their positions were reversed, given the viciousness of those netizens who have nothing better to do than gossip online, everything they did and said in the past would be dragged out and put under high magnification for trial.

If they're even more unlucky, they'll be turned into memes or parody videos and spread all over the world. Even if they die, they'll be laughed at by ordinary people who never even exchanged a word with them in their entire lives.

"..."

I can't swallow this; I simply can't swallow this insult!

The thought that this suffocating situation of being unable to advance or retreat was caused by Class 6) made the passage of time so long that a group of seniors in the candidate group became increasingly annoyed with the group of kids in Class 6) who had been ganging up on them.

Five minutes... ten minutes...

Time ticked by, and in the fifteenth minute, the media, who had been keeping their eyes and noses closed, finally turned their attention away from the two clearly defined groups of people. They despairingly closed the blank webpages on their personal Optical Brain, which they had originally intended to feature extensively, and stared blankly at the two sides who remained silent.

They were still sitting upright in their seats, but they had actually been gone for quite a while. Because of Qin Su, Class 6) had its own built-in buzz. Two-thirds of the candidates in this election were from Class 6), making them incredibly popular. Heaven knows how fiercely they fought for this job, using all sorts of dirty tricks. They thought their careers were secure for the rest of their lives, but who would have thought that Class 6) would remain silent about this job that everyone else was so optimistic about.

'This makes them write... cough cough cough, write what? Are they lonely!'

'Then what about all that fighting and bloodshed? Was it just because they were stronger?'

What was initially thought to be a highly anticipated and explosive candidate group turned into a completely uneventful performance for the media present. However, as time went on, the media members, hesitant to speak, could only stare at each candidate with equal resentment, wishing they could stuff a megaphone into their mouths while secretly diverting some of their attention to the live stream's comments section to see if any sarcastic netizens would speak up for them.

[...??? Is there any definite answer? How long are they really going to stare at each other like this? According to convention, the first group meeting of the candidates starts from when they board the same Spaceship, and they only have one hour. Are they really going to just stare at each other like this for the whole time?]

[Damn it, don't fall for it! If you speak before they do, given how vengeful they are, you'll be dragged out and whipped for good as long as they're alive!]

When they collectively attacked the newcomer. "You dare! Who gave you the audacity to speak before me, the representative of xxx district, a candidate from the Nth round of nominations, the representative of x group, the shareholder of x—?"

When they were forced up there by Class 6 without any respect: No, how could Class 6 do this?!

[As expected, it wasn't that they didn't report it, but rather that Class 6 was absent.]

Although neither side spoke, you can tell from their seating arrangement that they were clearly provoking each other in a silent confrontation. In a situation like this, whoever speaks first loses.

[To be honest, everyone in Class 6 is a junior. They should have taken the initiative to liven up the atmosphere. They have no manners at all. I don't like this kind of eye-killing. I prefer to really fight each other. (shrugs) How about we have some?]

[You might also like to see @A look at the current situation of junior candidates who were criticized for stealing the limelight from their seniors during their speeches and travels, and who were not taught proper manners by their Parents]

[@Is the God Su watching? (winks)]

[I've finished reading it. No, so what if they're more senior and have been on the candidate panel a few times? Why are they so difficult to deal with? They like to act high and mighty, keeping quiet and setting traps for younger colleagues. They always want to be one step ahead of the younger ones, and if they don't like it, they'll join in the criticism in their speeches, making it difficult for the younger colleagues to go anywhere and hindering their future careers. Isn't this collective bullying?]

[Don't be angry, don't be angry. Look at this situation, Class 6) obviously knows the bad habit of these seniors who rely on their age to act tough. They are very good at keeping their tempers down. Let's congratulate these old guys who rely on their seniority to bully the younger generation. They don't need to act tough anymore because their strength is gone. Class 6) is here (grinning), but they don't say anything. It's not good for us to just watch. How about... we make some bets?]

Come on, I'll buy them; they won't last more than half an hour.

This is a decisive battle in front of the Federation citizens, a battle for the reputation of the older generation and for the younger generation to surpass them. I bet they won't pay any attention to each other for an hour at this meeting.

The media. "..."

As expected of the Federation's top talents trained by Qin Su, even though Class 6) has become so silent, the number of online viewers continues to rise. Discussions related to (6) have never stopped. In fact, even though (6) is just silent, netizens are already feeling indignant for Class 6) and are spontaneously digging up the dark history of the old hands. The internet changes so fast. Who knows how many of these people used to echo the 'old seniors' and participated in the 'encirclement and suppression' of the new group.

There are indeed no eternal winners in this world, including the current Class 6). People's hearts are fickle. In the future, Qin Su may find a group that interests him more, or the people of Class 6) may gradually grow old and become the seasoned veterans they are now. They may very well suffer the same fate.

Before they knew it, it was one o'clock in the morning. For the entire hour, neither side spoke a word, and their gazes and expressions towards each other remained unchanged. They were locked in a stalemate, as if the blink of an eye would mean defeat. In this eerie and oppressive standoff, the media heard familiar mechanical voices coming from all around.

"All members of the candidate team, please proceed to the Rest Pods. The Spaceship will undergo a six-hour Hyperspace Jump in May... Please assemble on time for the..."

The moment the detailed, minute-long broadcast of tomorrow's itinerary and group activities ended, the media present breathed a sigh of relief, their attention immediately turning to the candidate group.

Among the candidates, a group who were unwilling to swallow their pride due to their seniority exchanged glances and stood up the moment the broadcast ended.

'If they walk fast enough, it will confirm that Class 6) bullies the "elders," acts arrogantly in front of them, and is impolite.'

Just as the media were speculating whether Class 6 would show deference to their seniors as they did when boarding the Spaceship, they saw Class 6 stand up almost at the same time as their seniors.

"..."

Ah, this...

Having been watching the other side's movements for a long time, a group of people from Class 6) stood up at the same time, not giving the other side a chance to cause trouble. They saw that the eyes of the media people, which were originally lifeless, suddenly became surprisingly bright. Perhaps because they had been holding back for a long time, many of them had expressions on their faces encouraging them to "fight."

"..."

"A fight is out of the question; their main task now is to act like decent people."

"..."

The group of 'seniors' who wanted to seize the opportunity to turn the tide saw the dog-skin plaster-like actions of Class 6). Their actions froze for a moment. They cursed inwardly but maintained a calm demeanor on the surface. They stubbornly remained silent and stared at Patrick's actions.

Regardless of any past grievances between them, in this situation, Patrick, who has served as president twice, is the most promising of them all.

Patrick probably understood what both sides were thinking. Now, those who were on his side would become tools for him to show his sincerity to the new president when the time was right. At present, he had to keep his people on his side and could not offend Class 6). He was in a position to 'confront' He Muzhi. His expression remained unchanged. He glanced at He Muzhi and then turned his head slowly towards the Rest Pod of the Spaceship.

He had figured out the current state of Class 6). Although they had participated in the competition, the outstanding people in Class 6), such as the ruthless and highly admired Sophia and the charming Raymond, were not there. When facing potential danger, many details in the candidate group from Class 6) revealed their tendency to regard He Muzhi their backbone.

Being placed in this position, he had to do some things that Class 6 didn't like to see. He had now given He Muzhi a hint, which would make sense in the future.

For the past hour, He Muzhi, who had been coerced by his classmates into a 'mid-door sniping duel' with Patrick, had been paying close attention to Patrick's every move. He figured out something else and was slightly surprised, but it didn't affect his actions. He reacted almost immediately, raising his leg and making the same movement as Patrick at almost the same time.

Patrick's men immediately followed.

The students in Class 6 behind He Muzhi followed suit. Between staying to see him off and being criticized for "acting like a mere newbie who thinks this place is his own home and treats his seniors like guests" and "leaving with him and then pretending to be stupid and saying 'Huh? We don't know, we don't understand, we're just honestly learning from our seniors'," they decisively chose the latter.

The media were stunned to see the candidate group leaving in such a neat and orderly fashion, as if they had all trained together.

Is that even possible?

If it weren't for the groundwork laid in the previous hour, they would have clearly known that the relationship between the two sides wasn't great, and might have mistakenly thought that the relationship between them was very good.

Although the candidates left the meeting place, the Electronic Eyes following each candidate still presented the entire scene to the Federation public.

[Don't you think it's a little bit humorous and funny (eating popcorn)?]

[Is this funny? (shrugs) This is the quietest candidate group meeting I've ever experienced. Put yourself in the shoes of the media present who didn't even know how to write a proper report. I totally empathize.]

Save your breath. You can't relate to them at all. They get to appear on camera with the candidates, they're living a life tens of thousands of times better than you, okay? Use that time to think about your own paltry existence (eye roll)

Following protocol, the media did not follow. They watched as all the members of the candidate group disappeared from their sight, exchanged glances, and saw a deep sense of powerlessness in each other's eyes. They gave each other a bitter smile, shrugged, and returned to the lounges arranged for them.

The candidates arrived at the rest area in silence. He Muzhi looked at the neat rows of single Hibernation Pods on both sides, and the memory of Qin Su habitually choosing the left Hibernation Pod when leading them on missions flashed through his mind. Reason told him that it was best to act with Patrick and not give anyone any leverage in front of the camera, but that way there was a fifty percent chance that the first rest room on the left, which Qin Su was used to, would be occupied by Patrick.

Thinking of this, He Muzhi's emotions took over in the blink of an eye, and his reason did not hesitate to temporarily choose to run away from home. By the time He Muzhi reacted, his hand had already made a move one step faster Patrelek.

The person is already standing in the first rest room on the left side of the rest area, has successfully registered their information, and is locked in an instant, leaving no chance for anyone other than themselves to take it.

"...!"

The other students in Class 6 behind He Muzhi immediately understood He Muzhi intention.

'It's the Class Monitor's habit, huh? There's really nothing they can do about it! Even if they try their best, they can't resist the Class Monitor's allure.'

'Even though it's just imitating the Class Monitor's habits, something that seems boring to people outside of Class 6. '

However, since He Muzhi had already taken the spot, they couldn't overtake him on the curve based on mutual understanding. They had no choice but to settle for second best and, with a tacit understanding and a sense of infinite regret, quickly chose the rest room on the left.

In order to compete for the closest rest room on the left, the students of Class 6) engaged in a silent but orderly yet rapid internal competition.

On the path of "sparing no effort to get closer to Qin Su," no matter who stands beside them, whether it's Patrick or anyone else, they all seem to dissolve into thin air and become invisible in their eyes, unable to even catch a glimpse of them.

Patrick was looking at the rest areas so close by, still wondering which one to choose, when in less than a second he saw a dark figure dart out, followed by the sound of the first rest room on the left being instantly locked onto.

Patrick looked closely and saw He Muzhi standing there skillfully going through the registration process in the lounge. The other students in Class 6 didn't give them a chance to react at all. They were just as fast as He Muzhi in binding themselves to the lounge on the left, while there wasn't a single person from Class 6 on the right. It was clearly a deliberate decision to leave it to these "seniors" who were "relying on their seniority".

He Muzhi thought to himself, "What's done is done, and things have come to this point, so I might as well just go with the flow and open the lounge door, stepping inside..."

Patrick and the person behind him. "..."

'If it weren't for Class 6) getting revenge for Spaceship first, they would have the same surname as Qin Su! I'm speechless at how vindictive these people in Class 6) are; they wouldn't give them even the slightest bit of leeway! They have absolutely no tolerance for others.'

Although he was being sarcastic, Patrick knew that he should 'give up being himself and think about what the people behind him are thinking'. He immediately acted as if he was unwilling to give in but disdained to compete with the juniors in Class 6). He remained silent and just kept walking to the right, trying to satisfy the people behind him.

The next second, Patrick noticed that the crowd behind him started moving, but much slower than the Class 6 from before.

Patrick, having closed the door, thought about the live-streaming equipment that had come in with him and could only sigh inwardly.

"..."

'I've been outdone again, but there's nothing I can do. Whether it's reaction time or physical fitness, they really can't compare to Class 6, where everyone has more than six-pack abs. According to his observation, everyone in that group only has a little over one ab, and they only managed to get a little over one because of him and the few people among them with four-pack abs.'

[No, no, no, it has nothing to do with you. Class 6) is just a group of people who easily fall into a trance the moment they encounter Qin Su. Revenge and provocation are nonexistent, they don't exist at all. You are not worthy of their attention in front of Qin Su.]

[No, when will this practice of taking things for free and eating at the same time change?]

[The former presidential reserve remains silent, only obsessing over how many seasoned veterans' abs his four-pack has boosted. Isn't that a form of resigned surrender?]

[There's a Passageway separating them; if they're unlucky enough to open a door, they might bump into each other face-to-face. Wouldn't they say hello then?]

[Ignoring their diametrically opposed yet strangely stubborn thought processes, the fact that they've reached this stalemate, where both sides believe the other is provoking them, makes it impossible to end things amicably.]

The two sides continued their stalemate, and within a minute, the entire corridor was completely deserted.

Regret is impossible, but that doesn't stop him from apologizing. Hearing the door lock behind him, He Muzhi didn't hesitate for a moment to activate the privacy mode on his Optical Brain and initiate a group communication, intending to apologize to his classmates for his impulsive behavior.

Before they arrived, the students from Class 6 in the candidate group were making tough talk to each other, but they also created a group chat to anticipate and devise solutions to the possible situations that might arise during the speech. Based on the experience of previous candidates, Class 6 had already made an agreement on how to plot loudly during the period when they were forced to make their every move public.

Upon seeing the group communication from He Muzhi on the Optical Brain, the members of Class 6) skillfully opened the hidden process that had been downloaded to the Optical Brain in advance, creating a sound recording bug for the Livestream Equipment, so that people in the live broadcast room could still see what they were doing, without violating the rules for the candidate group to travel and give speeches, and could also communicate with each other.

"I'm sorry." Seeing that everyone online had joined, He Muzhi finished his apology but didn't forget to clean up his mess. "I acted impulsively just now. I'll handle whatever they say later."

Upon hearing this, the students in Class 6 immediately understood that He Muzhi's so-called solution was to draw the firepower to himself. If the other party really called out He Muzhi, he would go up and "catch the bullets" himself. They just needed to remain silent. They were very willing to accept this in their hearts, and habitually uttered a series of nice words.

"It's related to the Class Monitor, it's only natural."

"Exactly, no one understands you better than us."

"It's only because you reacted quickly, Brother Mu, that I rushed up there already."

After listening for a few moments, He Muzhi knew he couldn't let the bug persist for too long, so he cut to the chase. "Based on what just happened, they seem to be quite hostile towards us. What do you all think we should do?"

Although he had his own ideas, He Muzhi knew clearly that he was not Qin Su and did not have the ability to make everyone obey him unconditionally. Since he could not make everyone listen to him, there was no need for his classmates to feel that he was too domineering at this time. He asked in a questioning tone.

Besides, they've been using the same way of thinking for a long time. What he can think of, his classmates can definitely think of too. Adopting this consultative approach is easier for everyone to accept and is better for all of them.

"Of course we retaliated. To be honest, I was really holding back. We gave them the respect due to their seniority and asked them to leave first and sit down. But they ignored us and waited to see us get restless. Luckily, we kept our composure and didn't let them sway our emotions. I really hope they think our actions were retaliation."

"Don't worry, that's what they'll think. But how do we retaliate? Explain in detail."

"How about... we start by leaving earlier than them tomorrow morning?"

"You're wrong. What if they criticize us for being young and getting up early without even waking them up, deliberately making them sleep in? How is that any different from sending them a ghost? We're selfish and don't understand those around us. How can we possibly pay attention to or take care of Federation citizens' weaknesses?"

"I'll knock, then it'll be later?"

"Oh, so they can loudly proclaim that we're less disciplined than them at such a young age?"

"Early or late, this is just asking for trouble..."

"Then it's neither too early nor too late. From now on, we'll align ourselves with them in everything, and see what other angles they can find to criticize us from."

"So you mean if they criticize us once, we have to criticize them back once? We won't give an inch?"

"Of course, they can take advantage of us just because they have more experience, so why should we tolerate it just because we're newbies?"

"Once you've ordered it, you have no obligation to resist."

"Exactly. As newcomers, we're learning from them. They might not say they're happy, but they're probably secretly praising our diligence and eagerness to learn."

"Great angle for shifting blame, stolen it."

"Wait a minute, aren't we opponents? We both said before we came that we wouldn't pay any attention to each other, so why are we teaming up now?"

"Sigh, there's nothing we can do about it. Before we came, how could we have known that those more experienced seniors would team up to set us up, determined to find fault with us from the moment we boarded the Spaceship? We were forced into this situation. You think I wanted to come with you guys? Don't make a fool of yourself."

"Exactly, when he's dissing them, he won't forget to drag you guys down with him, huh?"

"Heh, who's afraid of who?"

Listening to his classmates quickly agree on what to do next, He Muzhi spoke up just in time for the estimated end time of the bug, "Time's almost up, so it's settled then, let's stop here for now."

[We strongly urge that no more audio bugs be allowed during the next Federation candidate campaign's speaking tour? Although such audio bugs have occurred before, they were either small-scale or sporadic. Why is it that in (6) the entire campaign is 'wiped out'? Who would believe this isn't intentional? In the past, the live broadcast room often went black during candidate campaign tours. Why isn't that happening now? Those were all due to our calls for rectification. We cannot tolerate this again. We must unite and demand that no more audio bugs be allowed during future campaign tours!]

[Is there any evidence? What if the recording equipment in Class 6's live broadcast room really has a problem? I've never seen you guys so dissatisfied before.]

[It's all because Class 6) was too arrogant this time; who would believe such a collective blunder?]

[Just (rolling eyes) Stop making your grandma laugh]

[Descendants: Damn (Class 6, can't you take turns? Now look what's happened, you've narrowed the path for us descendants... No, narrowed it, you've completely blocked it (blood knife)]

[Let them (Class 6) know how treacherous the world is (sinister smile)]

Each member of Class 6) who came here privately devised a 'performance' project in front of the camera. They ended their communications, put down their hands that had been covering their mouths with various righteous excuses to prevent their words from being translated and made a big deal out of by lip-readers, and naturally restored the sound recording bug in the live broadcast room. They pretended not to know that there was a problem with their live broadcast room and calmly began their performance.

Some people, late at night, subtly flaunt their chest, abs, and biceps, attempting to win over the hearts of the Federation public with their good looks; others begin to follow "Federation affairs" late into the night, feigning worry and sleeplessness; some immediately start showing off photos related to Qin Su on their personal Optical Brain, stating that if they become president, they will share previously unreleased photos and videos of Qin Su; some bluntly tell the public what beneficial things they would do if elected... During their travels and speeches, they cannot see the Federation public's evaluation of them, nor can they see what other candidates are doing; everyone is like a peacock displaying its beautiful tail.

[Hissing hissing, why are you only showing me six pictures? Send them to my ID@]

Invitation code ghakgthg, don't force me to kneel down and beg you.

[You've really got some nerve using Boss Su as a bait, just because Boss Su spoils your Class 6, right? (Lemon) PS: People who keep sending out their ID invitation codes on QQ, be careful, or you might receive a bunch of scary pictures instead of Boss Su's photos, or get scammed.]

[As expected, each generation has its own way of handling eggs; the scammers must be laughing their heads off at this group.]

[I'm unmoved when you say you're president and you're running projects on our planet, but when it comes to digging into Patrick's untold secrets with numerous Federation officials over the years, I get really excited! Tell me all about it!]

[Oh, is this something I can watch without a membership? You really don't treat us like family, kid.]

[Good heavens, just based on King Su's massive inventory, I'd have to use my mind to manipulate those guys in the Federation Joint Council to vote for you!]

[No, if I remember correctly, weren't you all collectively criticizing Class 6 their recording bug just a minute ago? Why are you praising them now? Aren't you being too lenient with them (Class 6)?]

[Where did this random person come from? Our business with Class 6) concerns whether we can get closer to the dormitory king, so leave us alone (rolls eyes)]

On the same Spaceship, everyone in the right lounge, just like Class 6), did not waste any opportunity to show themselves off. However, because Class 6) had joined this time, no matter what they did, apart from Patrick, the 'former presidential candidate,' they generally did not receive as much attention as the Class 6) members of the candidate group.

[Luckily, they couldn't see what was happening to the others, nor could they see us, otherwise our defenses would have been breached.]

[It's only a matter of ten days later. Hopefully, they'll broadcast it live so we can hear the sound of their broken hearts.]

How vicious! You can't stand to see others doing well.

The following day, Class 6) began a roughly ten-day program to implement the "learn by example" plan.

When Patrick and the people in the right lounge agreed to come out of the lounge together and face the group from Class 6), they still suspected it was a coincidence.

But during their subsequent speaking engagements, they quickly realized something was wrong.

Because no matter what they do, the group from Class 6 will anticipate and follow suit in almost the same way. Every time they habitually manipulate a newcomer during a speech, the next person from Class 6 who gives a speech afterward will come back with their own unique and endless sarcastic remarks.

They were only targeting one person in Class 6, but each time they received "friendly greetings" from all the candidates in Class 6. Later, they became more obedient, focused on themselves, and didn't want to get involved with the group in Class 6 at all. But Class 6 was unhappy and would always bring them up, repeatedly dragging them out and whipping them again and again, causing them to be forced to suffer again and again on the road of "unsuccessful start" until they couldn't stop.

For nearly ten days, they spent every day together. The space dominated by Class 6) made them feel like they were being chased and bitten by Class 6) like ghosts even in their dreams. They helplessly realized that there was no such thing as coincidence in this world. It was all a long-planned and deliberate attack by Class 6)!

However, whenever Class 6) mentions them, their expressions are incredibly sincere, claiming to be paying homage to these seniors. Anyone who spends less time online would mistake it for genuine admiration, rather than a sarcastic remark.

As a result, every day when they opened their eyes, all they could think about was praying that this difficult time would pass quickly. They had long forgotten that the original purpose of sticking together was to avoid being assassinated by Class 6) and to maintain their dignity as seniors in public.

When the last stop ended, apart from the students of Class 6) who were still reluctant to leave and passionately expressing their memories of the trip to the media who were finally able to speak, the rest of the candidates felt a sense of relief. They no longer cared about their dignity and only wanted to escape the Spaceship that had carried their countless pains.

The media who followed along saw that all the candidates except for those from Class 6) seemed to have been drained of their energy and were running away dejectedly. They had to try very hard to convince themselves that they had received professional training and that they had to maintain a serious and focused attitude at all times in this situation in order to keep themselves from laughing.

Aside from the unbearable frustration caused by Class 6's silence on the first night, Class 6 continued to surprise them every day afterward. The content they compiled and published maintained a level of popularity that they never dared to imagine before. Now, Class 6 is the most beloved Class 6, and people are flocking around them, only controlling their devices to chase after Patrick and the others.

"I just can't stand them anymore! If I could, I never want to see them again in my life."

"Keep your voice down, keep your voice down, is this something to be proud of?"

"They've already exposed everything, thoroughly discredited us, and humiliated us countless times. What do we care about public image or saving face anymore? I regret it now, I regret it so much! Why did I ever provoke them?!"

"It wasn't a complete waste of time." Listening to the complaints around him, Patrick glanced at the cameras filming all around and, wanting to leave a 'work record,' deliberately made a comment, "Having participated in so many elections, this is the safest candidate team trip I've ever experienced."

"..."

"???"

Upon hearing this, the group, who had been talking incessantly, frowned and looked at Patrick with suspicion.