Chapter 52

It even included the name of each deceased person.

Qin Su wasn't in the same class as them! Such a timely and thoughtful preparation would earn praise from anyone who saw it.

Indeed, the carefully cultivated, extraordinary individuals are not only powerful in terms of strength, but also possess a compassionate heart for all living beings beneath their cold exterior.

The difference in quality is immediately apparent.

Thinking about it this way, the people who made those decisions back then are even more despicable!

The staff member, who had silently criticized the situation, looked at Qin Su. Qin God Su stared coldly at the urns containing the ashes of 275 people, his expression unchanged, and he showed no intention of speaking again.

In that case, he knew what to do.

Although they felt they understood Qin Su's meaning, the staff member still subconsciously glanced at Qin Su while acting.

Once it was confirmed that Qin Su did not object to the staff placing the boxes on top of the urns, the staff silently called to several colleagues to work together, placing the black boxes containing expensive, fertile soil on top of the urns one by one, according to the names on the boxes.

When the school returns the urn to the deceased's family, it will be packed up and taken away with the ashes.

In the artificially humid rain and mist, Qin Su silently mourned the deceased, waiting for the staff to place the body properly before firing a gun in mourning.

The barrage of comments didn't stop there; instead, it continued to scroll and increase relentlessly on the massive image of Qin Su mourning the deceased.

[275 corresponds to the deceased students. I zoomed in on the image and looked at it carefully. Their names are still engraved on it. It is obvious that even though Qin Su disappeared after the Vitelta incident and has not appeared in public since, everything is still under his control.]

[So here's the question: why did Qin Su take so long to appear? Was he injured in that terrible explosion? It doesn't seem like it. Could it be that, out of consideration for their brief time as classmates, he pretended to be fine and endured his discomfort to see them off?]

[How could that be? Boss Su exudes a fierce and cold aura from head to toe, from his black leather shoes. He doesn't show any weakness at all. Just a friendly reminder, the 1st to the 7th is Boss Su's Heat Period. Today is the 8th, the end of his Heat Period. It's not surprising that he's appearing in public.]

[... Then what about those nights we spent tossing and turning, heartbroken and grief-stricken, thinking Qin Su was dead? Did it mean... we were just being emotional?]

[That's just a tiny bit of dirt, is that enough to feed a beggar? How stingy!]

[... Some people must be reincarnated trolls; they clearly missed the little Easter egg at the end. A small amount of ashes mixed with soil is just a way to express best wishes for the deceased.]

[To explain the value of soil in the Comic World, that small box of soil, depending on the auction market, is worth roughly 40,000 to 50,000 Star Coins. According to the commodity prices in the Comic World, that's equivalent to casually giving away a gift worth 40,000 to 50,000 star coins.]

[The nitpickers checked his background on the homepage, and unsurprisingly, he's a fan of the "Plague God" (a nickname for a controversial Plague God). To be honest, I don't really understand why anyone would genuinely like someone like him who seems to jump on every landmine.]

[Um... If you don't understand, just think about a small group of people who are fans of celebrities in the Real World. Even if the idol were to work on a sewing machine, there would still be people who remain devoted.]

[Aha!]

With the combined efforts of several staff members, the box was placed silently in less than two minutes.

During this time, no one uttered a sound; you could hear a pin drop.

After placing the ashes, Qin Su quickly stood at the edge, subconsciously glancing at his staff and nodding slightly to express his gratitude. He then looked away, his gaze returning to the urns containing the deceased, and skillfully pulled the safety latch.

Click--

In the silence, the sound of a bullet being chambered was exceptionally clear.

Qin Su raised his right hand, which was holding the gun, and pointed the dark muzzle to the sky.

The black firearms gleamed with a cold, hard mechanical luster under the open sunlight.

Under the silent gaze of everyone, Qin Su tightened his finger slightly and pulled the trigger...

Bang!

Gunshots rang out across the sky.

Following the usual practice of military schools, after completing the routine mourning process, Qin Su put away his gun and lowered his hand. He then naturally turned around and returned to the leftmost empty seat in the first row of the Class 6 area, calmly looking straight ahead.

The eyes of everyone present remained fixed on Qin Su, their gazes unblinking. Thinking of the lives lost, they felt a deep empathy, their eyes reddening.

Apart from the special circumstances encountered by Class 6), the other classes faced insects that did not seem terrifying or particularly dangerous in the textbooks.

In their first real-world exercise, an average of three to five students from each class died.

This was the first time they truly experienced the ruthlessness of the battlefield; anything could happen, and if they weren't careful, they might be the ones ending up in the boxes next.

Under the silent gaze, everyone was filled with mixed emotions.

[The atmosphere feels so oppressive. Even though they're two-dimensional characters without real life, their fates entirely in the hands of the artist, I still can't bear to watch.]

[It's normal; death itself carries a shadow. But with live-streamed comics, is it possible that the characters are actually living in 'The Truman Show,' their lives as real to them as ours, only appearing as a fabrication to us viewers?]

[A chilling thought]

Qin Su remained silent with a cold expression throughout.

He didn't even glance at Aiseboer, the Principal of the Fourth Military School, or the other members of the school's administration, from the moment he appeared.

On the one hand, he didn't want to pay attention; on the other hand, he had to deliberately give them the cold shoulder to keep them in a state of anxiety.

To avoid the school thinking he has no temper, and to prevent the 'apology' recorded in the system from being reduced.

The Fourth Military Academy's management. "..."

Feeling guilty, he dared not utter a word.

As expected, someone guessed correctly. The reason why the Qin Family had only been causing minor trouble for the Federation and deliberately trying to annoy and disgust Federation was because Qin Su himself was still alive and hadn't taken the items. They needed Qin Su to take them personally to humiliate them and make them feel uneasy and fearful.

The freshmen. "..."

I completely understand. Anyone would be unhappy with someone plotting against them from behind.

Aiseboer showed no embarrassment, suppressing his fear and shock at Qin Su's sudden appearance. Following procedure, he had the urns removed and continued with the unfinished business.

Having experienced your first real battle against the Zerg, you all must have gained a certain understanding of the Zerg and the ever-changing situations on the battlefield...

Time ticked by, and the school staff continued their incessant chatter.

But the people below didn't listen carefully to what they were saying, nor were they in the mood to listen.

Everyone's eyes kept falling on Qin Su, each with their own thoughts.

They instinctively wanted to know how Qin Su had managed to escape death under such terrifying circumstances.

Clearly, the current situation is not suitable for asking.

Rumors circulated privately that the Federation had prepared unimaginable compensation for the Qin Family. Qin Su probably needed to resolve the issues between the Qin Family and the Federation before he could feel even slightly better, which was why they dared to ask.

Not only the freshmen this year, but ever since Qin Su appeared, the people above have also become numb and read from the prepared scripts.

He didn't care where the reading was going; he just wanted it all to end quickly. Qin Su stared menacingly at the people above, sending chills down their spines.

The fact that Qin Su could handle nearly a thousand tons of explosives and escape unscathed from a certain death situation shows that what they knew was only the tip of the iceberg.

Judging from the small, the Qin Su —no, the Qin Family that nurtured him to such an outstanding degree—controls far more than they anticipated.

The process is still ongoing, but the urns that were taken down have already been claimed by their respective families.

The families of the students who died will receive a large sum of compensation, while the surviving students will receive Star Coins transferred to them according to the number of kills each student in each class made.

This is one of the reasons why the vast majority of students from disadvantaged families choose to attend Military Academies over regular schools.

Under such a system, in most cases, 99% of the students' parents will not have any objections.

Of course, before Qin Su appeared, the probability was 100%.

Qin Su and the Qin Family behind him became the one and only 'exception' in this 1%.

But...

Qin Su's Qin Su at the settlement conference during his Heat Period could represent two things: firstly, his condolences for the deceased students; and secondly, could it indicate that he was satisfied with the apology the Federation Qin Su prepared for Qin Su at the Fourth Military School?

At 6 p. m., the moment the settlement and commendation ceremony concluded, each surviving student from every class had an extra sum of money in their account.

"Dear students, see you at 8 PM tonight in the No. 26 Banquet Hall."

This is almost a standard reward that every military school gives to its students after each combat exercise.

At that time, various well-known and prominent figures from the Federation may appear at the banquet. Students will have to rely on their own abilities to socialize and win the favor of those people.

Of course, most of them were parents and relatives of the students in that year's class, which can also be seen as a way of currying favor and maintaining relationships with the parents of students with connections.

These hidden benefits are only for the living, and can be seen as a way to motivate students to work hard and fight to survive on the battlefield.

As soon as Aiseboer finished speaking, Qin Su almost immediately stood up and walked towards the machine that returned the guns.

The other students remained seated, clearly waiting to hear the school and his 'gossip'.

Knowing this fact, Qin Su, with an indifferent attitude that showed no regard for the school, scanned his Identity ID, returned the gun, and walked away without hesitation, as if to leave.

He naturally needed the items on the compensation list scanned by the system. In fact, the moment he returned to the Comic World and let the system obtain the list, he made a preliminary estimate of the items on the list using his current Life Points and available exchange space.

But he can't be eager; on the contrary, he needs to show the school's eager attitude towards him in front of all the Viewers.

Anyway...

Judging from the psychological warfare he deliberately waged beforehand, creating those disturbances that affected their mentality, they didn't want to be held accountable by the Federation, or rather, they didn't want to be transferred to a lower position than they were currently in, so they would definitely catch up and make him satisfied.

When the school administration first saw Qin Su get up and leave without turning his back to them, they were stunned for a moment. After realizing what was happening, they exchanged glances and quickly chased after him.

The Federation has already delivered the goods. Regardless of whether Qin Su will decide to leave the Fourth Military Academy, they only know that if they fail to obtain Qin Su's forgiveness and resolve the past grievances between the Qin Family and the Federation, their future careers will be ruined.

They no longer cared what the other students thought of them.

The Qin Family's deliberate commotion against the Federation during this period has humiliated the Federation, and the citizens of the Federation have been mocking them for so long, which can be considered as giving them a head start in developing their thick skin.

"Qin Su, please wait a moment!"

The Principal, who was quickly catching up, smiled and spoke to himself, not caring whether Qin Su had looked at him or not.

The expected sound made Qin Su stop in his tracks. He looked indifferently at the Principal had caught up to him and started to speak, without saying a word.

The data shows that the Principal is 116 years old, still young. Qin Su, who was in such close face-to-face contact with the Principal for the first time, silently observed the arrogant platinum blonde hair.

The hair color doesn't reveal anything, but there's not a trace of aging on the face.

Qin Su: "..."

I envy Interstellar People; it's as simple as breathing for them.

I wonder if, now stuck with the Life Points bug, he can achieve his dream of an endless life as long as he continuously gains popularity points and Native Favorability?

With this in mind, Qin Su glanced at the nine years of Life Points in the upper right corner without making a sound.

His current Life Points is enough to sustain him for approximately nine years.

"..."

In a mere nine years, he dared to dream of having the same Life Points as Interstellar People; he really dared to dream.

He got carried away.

The reason for such a dramatic increase in Life Points this time is entirely due to the wide reach of the video; the 'hero' has gained widespread favor among the interstellar natives.

Such opportunities don't come every time.

From Aiseboer's perspective, Qin Su's cold, silent gaze was clearly an expression of Qin Su's dissatisfaction with the Federation and the Fourth Military School, who were still harboring resentment over what had happened before.

Aiseboer: "..."

This made him even more guilty than before.

"Ahem..." Aiseboer coughed twice and asked in a gentle tone, "The thing is, there seems to be some misunderstanding between the Federation, our school, and you, Qin Su."

Qin Su: "..."

A misunderstanding that almost killed him? Qin Su sneered inwardly, his expression growing even colder.

As expected of the Principal, he can spout off a string of high-sounding platitudes. If he weren't the person involved, he would believe all his nonsense.

Qin Su stared at him coldly, showing no sign of speaking, leaving Aiseboer to continue his one-man show.

"Excuse me, Qin Su, would it be convenient for you to come with us somewhere now? Give us a chance to clear up this misunderstanding?"

"As long as you're willing to go, any conditions are negotiable."

Aiseboer gazed eagerly at Qin Su, trying to ignore Qin Su's cold stare. His platinum eyes narrowed into slits with laughter, the corners of his mouth turned up to their maximum, and the lines on his nose and cheeks formed perfect bracket shapes.

The others remained silent, but also smiled along.

Qin Su knew when to stop, taking the "stereotype of a taciturn bigwig" to the extreme. He spoke only a single, commanding word to the "long-winded" Principal: "Go."

"!"

"Alright, alright, please follow me."

After a brief moment of ecstasy, as if afraid Qin Su might change his mind, Aiseboer quickly seized the opportunity and gestured for Qin Su to proceed.

Surrounded by a group of people, Qin Su quickly left.

Having disappeared from the Protagonist Group's sight and unable to get Protagonist Group screen time with them, Qin Su didn't forget to quietly use his Life Points to activate a solo capture shot.

Amidst the Viewers's anticipation, he has returned from the dead, and naturally, he must reclaim everything that belongs to him.

In plain terms, it means getting the compensation he deserved for the price he paid with his life, so that the Viewers can feel satisfied.

At the same time, it will deter the Federation from harboring any inappropriate thoughts towards him in the future.

The Class of 26 graduating class, who watched all this in silence, thought, "..."

The Principal, despite his youthful appearance, was all smiles and wrinkles, doing everything he could to please Qin Su.

Unfortunately, they were too far away to hear what was being said.

With Qin Su, the center of attention, gone, the students had no intention of staying any longer. He Muzhi got up to leave, turning to say goodbye to Raymond, when he caught a glimpse of Raymond trying to hold back his tears, which still streamed down his face.

"... How are you?"

He Muzhi took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Raymond. He could probably understand Raymond's feelings when he saw Qin Su, who had come back from the dead, again.

During the time they were searching for Qin Su's whereabouts, Raymond and Jeffrey kept saying things like, "It's all his fault. If he hadn't delayed things, Qin Su might have had a chance to leave earlier."

"He's alive! He's really alive!" Raymond's voice choked with sobs of joy.

He had truly... never been so happy!!

"Hmm." He Muzhi patted Raymond on the shoulder in response, and at the same time raised his hand to wave to Lailisi and the other two, signaling them to come over.

He Wenyuan moved from the direction where Qin Su's figure disappeared to the direction of He Muzhi, only to see He Muzhi's hand on Raymond's shoulder.

He Wenyuan: "..."

Raymond's shoulder needs to be cut off.

Upon arriving at their destination, Aiseboer clapped his hands, and the vice Principal immediately stepped forward to open the warehouse using his privileges.

The massive, square-shaped, metallic warehouse door splits open from the center to both sides, revealing the items Qin Su had seen on the list given by 777.

The latest Laser Cannons with immense firepower and destructive power, the newly developed Mecha with multiple functions, all kinds of Spaceships and Warships... everything that appeared before his eyes was far more advanced than any of the weapons he had seen or handled during his time at the Fourth Military Academy.

To be honest, he was very 'greedy' for these things. He couldn't imagine how much more secure his parents and sister would feel in their world if they had them.

It's even more unimaginable how happy he would be if he took all of this away.

But he couldn't show any sign of satisfaction.

Qin Su silently racked his brains, trying to recall every single one of the worst things that had ever happened to him, before he could barely suppress the urge to smile.

The Federation believes that Qin Su could escape a seemingly hopeless situation unscathed by using methods they could never have come up with, so he must have seen all sorts of great things and great opportunities.

Naturally, they dared not have any perfunctory thoughts, and brought one or more of almost everything good they could think of to the Fourth Military Academy.

Absolutely sincere.

But...

Since the warehouse door opened, they had been crowding around Qin Su as he approached the gifts. In an attempt to read his expression, their eyes hadn't left Qin Su's face, yet they couldn't detect the slightest hint of 'happiness' or 'satisfaction' on him.

Qin God Su calm, his dark eyes showing not a ripple from beginning to end.

Remaining calm and unperturbed by everything before her.

Everyone: "..."

You guessed right. Qin Su, as expected of someone who has seen the world, showed absolutely no interest in the Federation's sincerity.

[I admit it, I'm naive and haven't seen much of the world, but I'm making my voice heard.]

[Su Bao (coldly): That's it?]

Unable to determine whether Qin Su was satisfied or not, Aiseboer could only bite the bullet and continue, "If the misunderstanding between the Qin Family and the Federation can be resolved, everything here will belong to you, Qin Su. How about this sincerity?"

Qin Su keenly grasped the key word "all," his gaze silently falling on the extra items outside the list provided by the system scan.

To be honest, he was genuinely 'hungry'.

He is no longer someone whose Life Points were initially measured in minutes; now, his Life Points are measured in years.

Having calculated in advance the required Life Points to exchange for space based on the system's list, he was 100% certain that even with the extra items in this space, he could 'eat' anything at this moment.

Qin Su didn't even glance at the Principal and his entourage, maintaining his aloof and superior demeanor. After listening to Aiseboer's words, he immediately spoke succinctly and coldly in a commanding tone:

"Go out."

His unpretentious actions and simple words revealed his habitual respect for others, making everyone secretly watching his every move increasingly wary.

To survive in this world, he absolutely could not afford to be in a fawning or obsequious state.

[Damn, that's so DOM! It's that suffocating feeling in my chest!]

[His words carry such authority! A high-and-mighty, all-powerful controller—so cool!]

I can't resist anymore, she's completely captivating me!

"Ah?"

Those accompanying Qin Su were completely bewildered, having no idea what Qin Su meant.

"Alright, alright, we'll head out now. Qin Su, please make yourself at home."

Aiseboer secretly pinched his colleague's arm, implying that if he couldn't speak properly, he should shut up.

Although they didn't understand what Qin Su was planning, they could watch the Electronic Eye surveillance cameras outside in real time.

[Won't we get 'kicked out' by this Boss 1 later?]

[Shivering. jpg]

Before long, only Qin Su remained in the vast space. He glanced at the Qin Su section and said, "..."

Congratulations, your answer is correct.

Qin Su, silently congratulating the Viewers, quickly shut down the solo Comic Capture Camera and instructed the system to turn off all the Electronic Eyes in the entire space.

His desire to "have it all" is not a suitable image to portray.

A short while later, the warehouse door opened again, and Aiseboer and the others looked inside, dumbfounded.

The warehouse was completely empty; nothing was left.

Everything has vanished.