Chapter 53

Qin Su once again activated the Comic Capture Camera.

The largest warehouse at the Fourth Military Academy was now so clean and tidy that only the walls and floors remained.

The newly built warehouse appears to have not yet received any shipments.

'Four bare walls'

Qin Su walked towards them without changing his expression, seemingly unaware of the 'terrifying' things he had done in such a short time, appearing nonchalant about his actions.

"..."

"???"

"!!!"

A group of people froze on the spot.

[Let me see... Holy crap!! They really took 'all' of it! They really outmaneuvered the Boss 1 and made him bleed money; I'm so happy!]

[Now I understand a little better why Qin Su was able to escape death in a seemingly hopeless situation; a warehouse full of goods could just vanish in an instant.]

[Su Bao: What's wrong with taking a few things?]

My jaw dropped in utter shock.

[Qin - Warehouse Cleaning Master - Su]

Wait, why did they take everything that was originally stored in the warehouse?!

When they say "all," they mean the portion shipped from the Federation, not the items that were originally stored in the warehouse, placed far away from the "apology," or even piled up in a corner!

It hurts!

The sight before them made Aiseboer and his companions feel as if their hearts were bleeding.

They didn't believe that someone as shrewd as Qin Su wouldn't understand such a simple principle.

The current situation can only mean that Qin Su did it on purpose! But... even if it was intentional, is this... this... really something a human could do in such a short time?

Their imaginations became barren when faced with the Qin Family; they simply couldn't fathom just how extraordinary the level of technology controlled by the Qin Family truly was.

In the brief three seconds it took for Qin Su to reappear before them, a storm raged in the hearts of Aiseboer and the others, their bewildered gazes shifting between the empty warehouse and Qin Su.

Questioning the meaning of life.

I looked and looked, but I couldn't figure it out. My eyes were even scratched by the steel wool, but I still couldn't see how Qin Su did it.

"Is there a problem?"

Qin Su knew they were watching him, and could have ignored them.

But...

He was still a little unhappy, and as if playing a prank, he stopped when he reached the same position as Aiseboer.

The moment Qin Su stopped beside him, Aiseboer froze, his heart leaped into his throat, and his mind raced with a jumble of thoughts.

No way? Qin Su has already... looted everything, and he's still not satisfied???

Qin Su maintained his aloof and arrogant demeanor, staring straight ahead, and coldly asked the frozen Aiseboer, "Is there a problem?"

These three simple words, seemingly casual yet subtly provocative, convey a sense of defiance.

They all knew his "want it all" behavior was problematic, but he still wanted them to admit, against their will, that "there's nothing wrong with it."

"!"

Aiseboer shook his head, forcing a smile, "Haha, no problem, of course no problem."

"Yes, yes, that's fantastic! How could there possibly be a problem!"

"If there's a problem, it should be our problem."

The people standing nearby smiled obsequiously and echoed their sentiments.

Even if it hurts, you have to endure it.

Qin Su was satisfied and in a very good mood. Before leaving, he said in a slightly raised tone, with a meaningful undertone, "Goodbye."

For a long time to come, they'll probably avoid him whenever they see him.

Qin Su's aloof demeanor and icy voice clearly indicated his refusal to see them off. The group, adept at reading people, willingly stopped and bid farewell to Qin Su with smiles.

"... Haha, goodbye."

Goodbye forever!

Haha, have a safe trip!

Disappeared halfway!

They all smiled on the surface as they watched Qin Su's retreating figure, but secretly they were grinding their teeth in frustration.

The extra 'billion points' that Qin Su took belonged to the Fourth Military School, and the Federation would not make up for it. They could only grit their teeth and take it out of their own pockets, or spit out what they had previously taken to make up for the 'deficit'.

[The ruthless Boss 1 has been acquired]

[Fourth Military Academy: I've behaved myself, please let me go (honest and simple. jpg)]

[Principal: Living People, Slightly Dead]

[Fourth Military Academy outwardly: Not dead, not dead. Secretly: Fainted from shock. jpg, Pinching the philtrum. jpg]

[Haha, today's merit - 1]

Once he was sure he had disappeared from the 'friendly gaze' of Aiseboer's group, Qin Su turned off the solo Comic Capture Camera.

There was no other reason; it was simply because he had been performing a series of impressive maneuvers in the warehouse, and when he checked Life Points afterward, it had plummeted from just a few dozen days away to a mere 17 seconds.

A little over 268 days.

He earns a lot, but spends even more.

Qin Su: "..."

"Supporting oneself" seems to be a "slightly" difficult task.

Fortunately, the loss of Life Points was worthwhile. Although he no longer possessed nine years of Life Points, he now has 'a small portion of personal weapons'.

This gave him at least a sliver of real confidence when facing the powerful indigenous people tonight. He was used to being strong and could amplify that confidence to its fullest extent.

To avoid making the silly mistake of not recognizing people at the banquet, Qin Su returned to his dormitory and immediately pulled up the data of the parents from the 118 classes he had previously marked, and reviewed it. After all, he had to confidently show that he 'knew everyone's background.'

--

"Hoo..." Qin Su's figure disappeared from sight. Aiseboer let out a breath, looked at the group of people, and grinned like a twisted fox, "Look what you've done!"

They suggested storing the supplies sent by the Federation in the largest warehouse at the Fourth Military Academy, and now look what happened—the losses are enormous.

"The main problem is that our school's other warehouses can't hold such tall Mecha that the Federation sent..."

You can't just put a little bit of apology here and a little bit there, making the recipient of the apology travel around; that would be a disservice to sincerity.

Aiseboer was speechless for a long while before sighing, "Finally, Qin Su is satisfied."

After sighing, Aiseboer glanced at his colleagues, who belonged to different factions and families, and warned, "After this incident, I'm sure you all know what to do when dealing with Qin Su in the future, right?"

Although those above make the decisions and they can only proceed, as long as things don't get passed up the chain of command, wouldn't that reduce the number of times they have to 'make decisions'?

"Clear."

"... certainly."

Amidst intermittent responses, they, who have always held differing opinions on many matters, surprisingly reached a consensus.

[These people always appeared on the comic page with their own ulterior motives, arguing heatedly over their respective interests. It's strange how harmonious they are now.]

[If anyone sees this and doesn't say so, our Su Bao's merit will increase by 1, and he can retire successfully.]

[Speaking of which, tonight at 8 PM, there's a banquet ostensibly for celebration, but really for networking with influential parents from all walks of life. Will Su Bao's parents show up? Type 1 if you think they will, type 2 if you don't.]

[Definitely not. He's a capable leader, not some pitiful little Boss 1 who needs his parents to back him up.]

[To be honest, I wonder if Kang Qin Su's Parents (@author's wife) can be drawn?]

Aiseboer reported Qin Su's actions in detail to his superiors. Upon seeing the reply, he knew that he had kept his current position, and the anxiety he had been feeling finally subsided.

--

At 7:30 p. m., the students and their parents who had arrived early at Banquet Hall No. 26 were equally curious about whether Qin Su's Parents would come.

The matter of 'Qin Su' caused a great uproar, and Qin Su's reputation spread far and wide.

Even while socializing, most parents couldn't help but glance at the entrance to the banquet hall from time to time.

According to the 'information' from his own children, Qin Su would arrive at exactly eight o'clock.

"Their eyes were like they were staring at a piece of meat; it was truly chilling."

Watching the parents and students dressed in all sorts of suits and tuxedos, raising their glasses and chatting while keeping an eye on the door, Raymond tugged at his bow tie and muttered a complaint under his breath.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yin smiled and reminded her, "Your father is among 'them' too."

"That's why I always say the adult world is terrifying, but..." Raymond looked at He Muzhi, who hadn't spoken, "Are you having family visits?"

He Muzhi: "No."

Actually, he didn't want his family to come over.

"Alright." Lailisi stood up, picked up the water disguised as wine from the table, and said to her friends, "My mom's here, I have to go. You guys chat."

Raymond stood up too. "My dad was waving at me, so I went over."

"Go ahead, don't worry about us." Samuel waved with a smile.

Suddenly, only He Muzhi, Lin Yin, and Samuel remained in the corner, and the three of them started talking about the Class Monitor elections in their respective classes.

"Lailisi must be their class Class Monitor." Lin Yin felt proud.

"It should be Ning Ran in our class," Samuel guessed based on his judgment. "Her assertiveness has given many of our 'headless flies' a 'head'."

He Muzhi couldn't get a word in edgewise, because there was no suspense in Class 6) except that Qin Su would be the one to win.

He really didn't perform well this time, and he upset many classmates on the very first day.

He thus understood that without absolute strength, it's best not to take on too much responsibility. Often, his good intentions can backfire on them. The four people following Qin Su, including Sophia, were able to grow significantly in just one day, and many of those around him complained about him.

If Qin Su's matter hadn't taken everyone's attention, he might have made things even worse.

Thinking of this, He Muzhi lowered his eyes, his expression dejected.

He still has a lot to learn in every aspect.

[Even through the screen, I could feel He Muzhi's low spirits. What happened to him?]

[Based on the chat topic, it seems that they are feeling down because they cannot compete for the Class Monitor position in Class 6, and are hoping for an upset.]

Shouldn't the Class Monitor be the main character? What kind of upset is this?

[Huh, still dreaming?]

Scanning the commotion in the banquet hall, Aiseboer looked on expectantly. Although he didn't want to see Qin Su again, it didn't stop him from wanting to befriend the Qin Family members.

As eight o'clock drew closer, the people in the banquet halls on different floors tacitly stopped talking and all stared at the entrance.

"Old Hu, do you really know nothing about the Qin Family?"

"Old Li, shouldn't I be asking you that? The Qin Family has such advanced technology, I even suspect that your Li Family and the Qin Family might be collaborating on something. After all, your Li Family is also outstanding in the field of technology, and one of the Warships manufactured by your Li Family was even included in the compensation that the Federation sent to Qin Su."

"You're joking. It only looks glamorous on the surface. In reality, everything is veiled in mist, and you can't see anything clearly." Li Wan said with a helpless expression.

Even in collaborations, each party keeps many things private and avoids letting outsiders know; such practices are commonplace.

Many secrets can only be known to the heir. Sometimes, the heir chosen by the family may be a puppet. The relationships involved are complex and intertwined.

They know nothing about the Qin Family now. Perhaps the Qin Family has been lying low for many years, or perhaps they used other families as 'masks' to carry out their activities, quietly eroding everything, and only gradually revealing themselves to the public after developing to their full potential.

Regardless of the circumstances, Qin Su's astonishing strength in actual combat indicates he is not a puppet. Befriending the Qin Family and Qin Su is definitely the right thing to do.

7:59:56.

As Qin Su entered the outer perimeter of the banquet hall using his Identity ID, he keenly heard melodious music emanating from behind a series of retro arched doorways.

Besides that, there were some rustling sounds, some distance away, which Qin Su couldn't hear clearly.

But judging from the comments, he was certain that besides the students, there was also a group of experienced bigwigs eagerly awaiting his arrival.

This fact put a slight pressure on Qin Su's heart.

'But then again, the higher the social status of the indigenous people, the more Life Points they can convert through favorability.'

By quickly improving his conversion rate, Qin Su immediately transformed the pressure into motivation to "make a dazzling appearance and gain Native Favorability," and kept moving forward.

Ding--

At 8:00 AM sharp, in the banquet hall, which was decorated in a retro style reminiscent of old aristocracy, an antique clock worth millions of Star Coins hanging on the wall emitted a deep, resonant sound carrying a strong sense of history.

The long, drawn-out voice echoed in the banquet hall for a moment, and a tall, slender young man slowly walked out from the arched doorway, exposed to the expectant gazes of everyone.

The man stood in the center of the towering, magnificent archway, his tall and imposing figure casting a long shadow on the ground under the lamplight.

A black suit with a peak lapel exudes a calm and cool demeanor, yet also conveys a sense of refined ease.

The inner vest is decorated with a delicate chain of pocket watches adorned with red gemstones, exuding elegance and sophistication.

The banquet hall's lighting, designed to evoke the atmosphere of the old aristocratic era, shone on him, further highlighting his high nose bridge, handsome yet cold features, and stern expression in his dark eyes.

From her hair to the soles of her black leather shoes, she exudes a fierce and cold aura of dominance, creating an overwhelming sense of pressure.

The bells stopped abruptly, and the scene before them, breathtakingly beautiful like a painting, fell into complete silence.

[OMG! This is a beauty overload! Who wouldn't be mesmerized?!]

[That's so sadistic]

[How do I claim it? I need help urgently, I'm waiting online. (opens sack)]

[What is this? I'm eating it all while climbing over the wall!]

[Super S-type vibe paired with a ruby pocket watch chain, damn, I'm going!]

Qin Su paused briefly at the arched gate, deliberately allowing the Protagonist Group to capture the 'scene' he had carefully envisioned in his mind beforehand. Without hesitation, he strode into the crowd.

He needs to weave through the crowd to reach his destination.

It wasn't a formal banquet, but rather a 'social space' created for everyone; everything was casual and there weren't many restrictions.

After reviewing the data from all the parents, Qin Su also memorized the banquet hall layout. Before even entering the banquet hall, he had already found his seat for the evening.

According to his plan, as he walked through the crowd, many parents would approach him and strike up a conversation because of the "prestige" they had gained from the commotion caused by the 'Vitelta incident'.

After all, parents are experienced and unlike students who are still in school, they are not easily deterred by fear.

Faced with the enormous profits of the 'Qin Family,' even if the parents were wary of him, they would still muster the courage to step forward.

Stepping onto the expensive, dark red carpet, Qin Su didn't scan the room. He kept his eyes straight ahead and, as planned, dutifully played the role of 'BKing' before the parents started chatting. He was completely oblivious to the intense gazes of the crowd, his eyes filled with an air of 'I am the only one who matters'.

As he moved, the gems on the pocket watch chain shimmered with dazzling brilliance.

For a few seconds, the banquet hall was completely silent except for the music. Everyone's eyes were still firmly fixed on Qin Su, unable to look away.

[Who understands that even without a stage, Baby 1's every move exudes the aura of a powerful figure, as if he were standing under a spotlight, making it impossible to look away?]

[Here we go, the way the red gemstone chain on Boss Su's vest swayed with his steps was... incredibly suspenseful! It made me swallow hard! Absolutely gorgeous!]

The crowd, indiscriminately ignored by Qin Su, were speechless.

How arrogant.

However... it's Qin Su, and behind him is the Qin Family, which remains shrouded in mystery to this day. No one else can be traced back to Qin Su. So, it's alright.

If they don't even respect the Federation, then what are they?

While the students were still stunned by Qin Su's appearance, the parents, having regained their senses, breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged glances, and then rushed towards Qin Su's location.

Very good.

The 'appearance' hurdle has been overcome.

Glancing at the expressions of the crowd out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that they were intimidated by his 'arrogance and disdain for others', Qin Su felt a little relieved.

Next up is the 'conversation stage'.

"Qin Su, please wait a moment!" Chris Burt called out, shoving Jeffrey aside and quickly stepping forward.

The expected sound arrived as scheduled, and Qin Su stopped in his tracks.

Chris Burt was already standing in front of Qin Su, extending his hand and offering a polite smile, "Hello, I am..."

As the first parent to speak with him, in order to demonstrate that he was equally 'all-knowing' about parents, Qin Su looked at Chris Bert who had walked up to him and interrupted him, "Mr. Burt."

Other parents who didn't get a chance to be the 'first': "..."

Qin Su actually knew Chris?

Haha, congratulations Chris!

Chris Burt raised an eyebrow, a distinct difference flashing across his grey-blue eyes, followed by delight. Amidst the envious glances around him, he spoke, "Hello, Qin Su."

Chris pulled his hand out after a moment's hesitation.

When will his silly son Jeffrey be able to memorize the names of important figures from various planets and families without him having to force him to do so, just like Qin Su?

Not knowing the specifics of Qin Su's family situation or Qin Su's current position within the Qin Family, it would be best for him to address Qin Su as Qin Su own child, referring to him as a classmate.

"Hello."

In a situation where others were eager to please him, he didn't need to use the formal "you" in order to maintain the Qin Family's prestigious position in everyone's hearts.

Qin Su raised his hand, shook hands casually with Chris, and then let go.

"It's like this, as Jeffrey's father, I'm very grateful to you for my family..."

Before Chris could finish speaking, a former partner pushed him to the back.

"Hello, Qin Su, I'm Zhong Lin's parent. My son, Zhong Lin, often..."

"Hello, Qin Su, I am..."

Within three seconds, Qin Su was surrounded by a crowd, but everyone tacitly maintained a social distance of more than a step from Qin Su, and chatted with Qin Su with smiles.

Hearing each "Hello," Qin Su succinctly replied, "'You' is fine."

"... Hahaha, good, good."

The parents exchanged knowing glances, then nodded and smiled in agreement, continuing their conversation with Qin Su.

What appears to be a simple act of social politeness and humility is delivered in a cold and distant tone. While the way they address each other makes it seem as if the distance between them has been shortened, in reality, the distance between them remains vast.

During their conversation, they repeatedly tested Qin Su's 'knowledge base' by using their own areas of expertise, and Qin Su always managed to give a perfect answer in a calm tone.

Qin Su truly... flawless, leaving no room for criticism.

The students, who had neither the opportunity nor the courage to speak to Qin Su, were stunned. Their mindset shifted as follows:

'Those despicable parents are hogging Qin Su!'

What are they saying? Who am I? Where am I?

'No way, Qin Su can understand this?!'

'As expected of Qin Su!'

"Ahem... Um, excuse me..." After hesitating for a long time, a few minutes later, someone finally mustered up the courage to ask the question that almost everyone was curious about, "We are honored to know, Qin Su, how did you manage to escape unscathed from Vitelta?"

Upon hearing this, everyone unconsciously held their breath, their eyes fixed intently on Qin Su, their breathing becoming softer.

Qin Su spoke casually, deliberately using a pun. "Yidian Technology, that's all."

777 is a system, which, when rounded up, is essentially 'technology,' but a technology that surpasses the technological level of this world.

Therefore, his answer was perfectly correct.

A little?

Seeing Qin Su's nonchalant attitude, everyone was speechless.

"..."

Which planet exactly?

Why is it that only Qin Su possesses such technology, and they don't?

Qin Su coldly observed the crowd's misunderstanding of his 'homophonic' pronunciation, offering no explanation whatsoever.

These old foxes not only searched for clues in his words and actions during their conversations, but also secretly studied every inch of his expression with a magnifying glass.

It's far more terrifying than paparazzi in the Real World.

If he hadn't already researched the important students and their families in each class shortly after entering the Comic World, his "all-knowing" big shot persona would have collapsed by now.

'I'm getting really tired of this; I need to find a way to end it all.'

'What method...'

Before he could finish thinking, Qin Su glanced at the state of He Wenyuan's family walking towards him and made up his mind.