Chapter 56

[Oh no, I'm doomed. Today was another wonderful day of being captivated by Boss Su (pouting)]

[What? You say you can't refuse Boss 1? What a coincidence, I can't either! (Cat with paws sticking out flowers. jpg)]

[In the comic "I'm Really Delicious," this character exudes a powerful, almost menacing aura—his eyes narrow dangerously, his mysterious ring on his hand, his domineering and confident expression, and the sheer aura of a boss who commands the submission of all things! (I strongly condemn the chairs in the classroom; they're interfering with my reading of this subservient feeling.)]

[Teacher Zhang, oh Teacher Zhang, betraying Qin Su showed your arrogance, but kneeling down now means your fate is uncertain]

[... It can't be that serious, can it? It's just a matter of different interests and feelings.]

[It's so cool when an Alpha has overwhelming Pheromones, let me go in and act out a couple of pages.]

Qin Su: "..."

Don't come here, otherwise you'll end up like him, lacking Pheromones and becoming a secret "strong" on social media.

The commotion beside him, coupled with the short duration of the 'Pheromone explosion' in the Cold Blast Bomb, made Qin Su turn his gaze away from the barrage of comments and end the whole thing.

As soon as Qin Su's eyes returned to normal, the well-trained Ghosts swiftly retracted their haphazardly laid limbs, and in less than a second, they drifted away from each student and gathered around Qin Su's side.

Although Qin Su is a demon, they don't want to be left in this strange world as wandering ghosts.

Good and bad are relative. Between the devil who forces them to attend classes and the lonely ghosts who go hungry three times a day, they choose the devil's classes without hesitation.

A glutton like him can't possibly get hungry; he won't go hungry at all.

Looking at the swarm of Ghosts rushing towards him, spreading outwards from a point a step away and completely surrounding him, Qin Su: "..."

Ghostly mountains and seas.

Good news: Today, he is no longer alone in the Comic World.

Bad news: They're all ghosts.

In the classroom of Class 6), apart from Qin Su, the moment Qin Su's dangerously narrowed eyes relaxed, the immense pressure on them and the feeling that made it hard for them to breathe vanished in an instant.

The familiar, cool, and unique Pheromones of Qin Su vanished in an instant, leaving only a faint scent of Alph pheromones—unrecorded by Alphas—in the frigid air.

Before they could even sniff it for a second, it vanished without a trace.

'It's over.'

The thought flashed through my mind, and the sound of me involuntarily exhaling a heavy breath echoed through the classroom one after another. I intermittently raised my hand to wipe the fine beads of cold sweat that had appeared on my forehead due to the pressure and the feeling of suffocation.

The Alphas among the students only belatedly realized what was happening. They should have felt a strong aversion to Qin Su's Pheromones, who was also an Alpha, but they had been completely overwhelmed and unable to fight back. Even the thought of 'releasing Pheromones to resist' was unilaterally crushed by Qin Su's Pheromones.

Only Alphas with an absolutely high Pheromone level can do this.

The fact that "Qin Su is indeed an Alpha with an extremely high Pheromone level, worthy of being a man who can lift nearly a thousand tons of explosives" once again deeply impressed the hearts of Class 6.

[Su Bao was too merciful; it ended after only a few seconds. I hadn't seen enough!]

[In just a few seconds, everyone looked like they were about to collapse from discomfort. Any longer and they wouldn't be able to take it. The Boss 1 was just thinking of everyone's best interests.]

[I'm not pretending anymore, I want to see Boss 1 make everyone kneel and submit, I can't even imagine how cool that would be.]

[Holy crap, He Wenyuan has secretly coerced and bribed many people in Class 7. He might become the Class Monitor. What does all our Su Bao's hard work and risking his life mean?]

"Call..."

Between breaths, He Muzhi subconsciously moved his shoulders, which had been stiffened under Qin Su's overwhelming Alph energy, and touched a hand that was icy cold.

"..."

As expected of Qin Su's Pheromones, they are cold, ruthless, and deeply ingrained.

After calming down a bit, everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall on Zhang Minglang, the Class Advisor was not far from Qin Su.

"..."

Fortunately, they had chairs to sit on; otherwise, they would have suffered the same fate as Teacher Zhang.

After the presentation, Qin Su caught a glimpse of Teacher Zhang standing up out of the corner of his eye, and turned to ask, "Teacher Zhang, how are you?"

The entire process, from start to finish, lasted only five seconds. Overwhelmed by the psychological impact, Zhang Minglang had barely stood up when he met the gazes of his classmates and heard Qin Su's words. He coughed awkwardly twice and waved his hand, saying, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Everyone knew that Qin Su's Pheromone level was extremely high, but he believed that he had seen all kinds of storms at his age and could probably withstand it for seven or eight seconds before kneeling down. His body was also secretly prepared to resist the oppressive feeling of Qin Su's Pheromones.

Who knew that the moment he smelled the Pheromones emanating from Qin Su, he was instantly rendered powerless and knelt down with a thud.

It happened so fast that he was caught completely off guard.

That's good.

After Qin Su finished speaking calmly, he nodded slightly to Zhang Minglang and strode down from the front of the stage.

"Haha." Zhang Minglang laughed awkwardly.

Even though Qin Su was simply displaying the intimidating power of his Pheromones as usual, why did he still feel guilty?

Is it because... he himself knows he has let down Qin Su, who is also his student?

As Qin Su passed by and stepped down from the podium, Zhang Minglang felt a chilling aura and sighed inwardly.

He would rather Qin Su, like the students who rightfully demanded he take sides, express his displeasure at his actions of carrying out orders, than have Qin Su remain as he is now, showing no other emotions towards him since his reappearance, only the same indifference as before.

Ironically, the more things are like this, the more he'll overthink it.

"Qin Su's Pheromone presentation is over. Next up is Sophia." As soon as he finished speaking, to avoid a repeat of the previous situation, Zhang Minglang had a service robot bring over a chair.

Sophia stood up and walked towards the podium.

Qin Su also returned to his original seat at this moment.

The students sitting behind, to the left, and to the right of Qin Su felt that Qin Su was returning with a chill all over his body, and their eyes kept falling on Qin Su.

The image of the Class Advisor on the podium, whose knees buckled under the pressure of Pheromones, sparked a train of thought that began to wander.

"You said..." Zhong Lin nudged Jeffrey's arm, "The reason Qin Su's aura was so terrifying this time, was it because he was angry that the Class Advisor didn't stop him from morally blackmailing Qin Su from above, but instead chose to execute the command without any warning?"

"Not at all," Jeffrey said in a low voice. "Does Qin Su look like the kind of person who gets upset over someone insignificant?"

In a whim, Zhong Lin understood, muttering, "That's right, Qin Su so magnanimous; it seems nothing can stir his emotions..."

Qin Su: "..."

He wasn't as 'magnanimous' as they imagined. After figuring things out, he secretly sulked, specifically by not reporting the plan to anyone.

I just quickly came to terms with it later.

Zhang Minglang has many students, and his former students have spent a long time with him and have deep connections with him. Naturally, they don't have much deep affection for him, a student they only spent about a month with. Choosing them over himself is a decision that any normal person could make.

An intimidating aura...

Is it possible that Ghosts have a natural cooling effect?

Qin Su silently glanced at the students who were crowding around him, curiously looking at their surroundings rather than leaving his side, as if Ghosts were afraid of being abandoned by him.

'It's hurting his eyes.'

Qin Su silently expended his Life Points to scan them one by one and store them in the database.

Qin Su, who never fights unprepared battles, labeled the strongest one among them. The barrage said that He Wenyuan would be the Class Monitor of Class 7). When the 118 Class Monitors meet for training later, he might be able to use him.

Sophia didn't wear any Pheromone Blocker Patches. After going on stage, she released her Alph pheromones, and a faint Iris scent filled the air.

About fifteen seconds later, Qin Su, who was scanning the Ghosts into the database, noticed that the students on his left were showing varying degrees of discomfort on their faces, based on their Pheromone levels.

Unlike the objects in the warehouse, Ghosts don't require him to scrutinize and calculate their Life Points; if he's fast enough, he can put them directly into the warehouse without even blinking. Ghosts, being like humans, can't be stuffed in all at once; they have to be put in one by one.

Otherwise, it would be a disservice to them for doing me such a great favor.

With nearly two hundred ghosts to be stored, Qin Su didn't have time to observe his classmates' expressions for long. He quickly looked away and continued scanning them one by one.

After releasing her Pheromones, Sophia watched Qin Su's reaction intently.

Alphas instinctively reject the pheromones of other Alphas. Other Alphas in the class, whose levels were similar to or higher than hers, showed varying degrees of resistance to her pheromones and refrained from releasing their Pheromones to confront her.

Meanwhile, the Alphas, Omegas, and Betas with lower Pheromone levels than her, and those without Pheromones, displayed varying expressions depending on their Pheromone levels.

Qin Su remained unmoved; her Pheromones could not cause Qin Su the slightest fluctuation.

The Class Advisor standing next to her had already grabbed a chair and sat down while Qin Su was away from the podium.

Sophia: "..."

The Class Advisor doesn't need to do that; they're not Qin Su.

[Zhang Minglang: Got it, the secret to not kneeling is the 'chair']

[The Class Advisor is kind of funny; look how scared @ Boss 1 the teacher!]

After several others, it was finally He Muzhi's turn. This time, he had too many people wanting to protect him, and because he was too easy to talk to, internal conflicts frequently broke out within the team, resulting in a lower kill count than the others.

No matter who released Pheromones, Qin Su's expression remained unchanged throughout. Every student who hoped that their Pheromone pressure would elicit a reaction from Qin Su was filled with disappointment and left empty-handed.

During this time, aside from having someone else secretly glance at the students' reactions out of the corner of their eye, Qin Su was constantly saying, "I'm scanning, I'm scanning, I'm scanning, I'm scanning..."

They had no time to care about others.

Others can't see the Ghosts without the special potion, but he can, which distracts him. He needs to sweep them in early to avoid getting distracted later.

[Given that He Muzhi is SS Rank Alpha, I wonder if this will change Qin Su's composure in the face of imminent collapse? I'm really looking forward to it.]

Is it even possible for Qin Su to make our Mu Bao frown even slightly, down to the smallest detail?

[The bag won't, just as an elephant won't stop to observe the ants at its feet.]

He Muzhi was also very curious about how Qin Su would react when he deliberately released his Pheromone pressure.

From the moment he stood on the stage, red-eyed gossips were fixed on Qin Su.

The same is true for others.

Who made He Muzhi the Alpha with the highest known Pheromone level in their (Class 6, besides Qin Su, whose Pheromone level was a mystery.

1 second...

5 seconds...

10 seconds...

In order to glean even the slightest difference from Qin Su, everyone endured their discomfort.

People's tolerance can be increased. Thanks to Qin Su's indiscriminate, high-intensity, all-around overwhelming Pheromone pressure, they don't feel so uncomfortable facing He Muzhi's Pheromone pressure now.

At least they weren't so cold, their bodies weren't under so much pressure, and they could still breathe.

He Muzhi's Red Wine Scent Pheromones lingered for a full fifteen seconds, yet Qin Su showed no fluctuation in his body language or expression.

Throughout, he simply stared indifferently at the podium.

Qin Su could sense the intense gazes coming from all directions even without looking.

Unfortunately, he was so busy that he simply couldn't find the time.

A question flashed through my mind, "Why is everyone looking at him? Shouldn't the person on the stage be the one to be watching at a time like this?"

Ignoring everything else, I continued to stare calmly at the podium, but in reality, I was staring into the void, Spatial Skin swept the ghosts queuing beside me into the void.

I'm incredibly busy.

He Muzhi's Pheromone pressure lasted far longer than normal. Zhang Minglang, standing beside him, coughed lightly and reminded him, "He Muzhi, that's about enough."

"... Okay, teacher, I'm sorry."

After apologizing, He Muzhi sighed inwardly, not feeling too disappointed. After all... the other party was Qin Su, and the difference between them was like an insurmountable chasm.

[The expected result (shrug)]

[It's okay, baby, you're a cute Red Wine Scent rye bread]

[Everyone else has small cakes, but you fans are crazy for making a giant loaf of bread. It made me laugh.]

After Li Rong, who ranked last in the top ten, finished her Pheromone pressure demonstration, the Class Advisor stood up from her chair and looked at all the students. "The top ten students in Class 6)'s first practical test have finished their presentations. Please click the voting link on your personal Optical Brain to vote."

"Each person is limited to one vote. To avoid multiple votes, your name in the link will automatically turn gray after you vote. Voting time is one minute. Failure to vote within the time limit will be considered an automatic forfeit."

Voting begins.

Zhang Minglang immediately connected his personal Optical Brain to the large screen behind the podium to conduct real-time vote counting.

Qin Su was multitasking and, upon hearing this, did not stop his "ghost entering the warehouse" activity, showing no intention of voting at all.

It's so embarrassing to vote for yourself...

He was reserved.

Since it won't affect the final result, there's no need to vote.

On the large screen and the terminal computer display, the ten names are arranged in a bar chart according to the number of kills, with Qin Su at the top.

The moment all the students saw the voting options appear on their Optical Brain, they went straight for the name 'Qin Su' without hesitation, their eyes not even glancing at the other names, and they clicked the first one repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, He Muzhi, although you're my good friend, Qin Su really... no one can resist him." Raymond patted He Muzhi's shoulder with one hand, while pointing at Qin Su with the other.

Before He Muzhi could even speak after casting his vote for Qin Su, Jeffrey's voice rang out. "Sorry, Raymond, although you saved me and are my childhood friend, my heart isn't made of durian. I can't take sides with everyone when it comes to voting, so I'll have to leave you out for now."

Before Jeffrey could finish speaking, he had already quickly called out Qin Su's name.

"... You've already voted before you've even finished getting emotional. What's the point of talking to me?" Raymond was speechless for a moment, then quickly reminded him, "Don't forget, you're the one who made me lose my bet with He Muzhi. You'll be providing Cen Yuan's protective Combat Suit next time."

He Muzhi chuckled softly, "How does it feel to get pricked by a boomerang, Raymond?"

Before Raymond could say anything, He Muzhi, with his red hair, peeked out from behind Raymond and looked at Jeffrey with a smirk.

He looked at Jeffrey: "Well done, keep it up next time. But one thing is one thing, Jeffrey, I'll be watching you until you give it to me."

Throughout the entire process, He Muzhi smiled broadly and was not too upset about not achieving his initial goal of becoming the "boss".

Following behind Qin Su, He Muzhi believed he would learn even more.

Just like Sophia and the other three who initially followed Qin Su during the actual battle, their physical reaction ability, thinking, and tactics all underwent a qualitative leap in a short period of time under Qin Su's intensive guidance.

"Don't worry, it's all covered." Jeffrey gave an OK sign.

During the process, the students who had finished voting watched the votes nervously, their eyes fixed on Qin Su 'Qin Su name, while glancing at him every now and then.

They could only see Qin Su's back, and they felt a deep regret that they couldn't see Qin Su's demeanor when facing the vote.

But Zhang Minglang, who was facing all the students, could see it clearly.

Zhang Minglang: "..."

Even he, an outsider, couldn't help but feel a pang of anxiety, while Qin God Su calm, exuding an air of complete composure.

The one-minute voting period ended quickly.

Qin Su is undoubtedly number one.

To Zhang Minglang's alarm, Qin Su broke through the first layer again and again.

Of the 500 students in the class, 499 out of 499 students cast their votes, with the exception of Qin Su, whose avatar in the link was not grayed out, indicating that he did not vote. All 499 votes were cast on the bar chart representing Qin Su's vote.

The bar charts for the other nine people all remain at the number '0'.

"..."

Zhang Minglang turned to the side, his gaze lingering on the first number, his mind racing with a myriad of emotions.

If a freshman can wield this kind of influence after only about a month of enrollment, what will become of them if this continues?

Right now, I'm only interacting with one class. As my teaching progresses, I'll gradually engage in collaborative or competitive practice with students from other classes and higher grades. As I meet more and more people, and everyone becomes captivated by Qin Su...

If Qin Su decides to stay at the Fourth Military Academy until graduation, who knows how many people he'll take with him when he leaves?

No wonder the higher-ups initially hoped Qin Su would disappear from the world, but after learning their lesson, they changed their minds and now hoped Qin Su would leave the Fourth Military School and transfer to another school to 'cause trouble'.

It's no wonder they thought that way. The Vitelta incident led many students to spontaneously oppose the school on behalf of Qin Su, and it also made the students in the school realize that the Qin Family behind Qin Su controlled things that were no less powerful than those of the Federation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Minglang gasped.

However, no matter how much he thought about it, it was no use. He couldn't control things in the past, let alone now that he was just a teacher. Zhang Minglang turned to face the students, glanced at the other students, and finally focused his gaze on Qin Su, solemnly announcing. "Congratulations to Qin Su for becoming the class Class Monitor of Class 6)."

After completing the scanning and data entry of the Ghosts in this short period of time, Qin Su withdrew his gaze from the skin in the void and finally had time to look at the voting results.

'499 votes.'

"..."

He was absolutely amazing! It was worth risking his life to exploit the bug.

The current result was much better than he had expected, so much so that Qin Su had to work hard to control his expression to keep a smile from creeping onto his face. He was also glad that he hadn't voted, leaving the vote count at '499', which added a slight sense of regret to his otherwise perfect result.

Often, it is imperfection that makes things all the more agonizing and difficult to let go of.

Snap snap snap...

Zhang Minglang made the final decision, and the students couldn't help but look at Qin Su's back. A wave of applause spontaneously rose in the classroom.

[499!! This influence is incredible]

Congratulations!! (Sprinkling flowers)

[Waaaaah, our Baby 1 is absolutely amazing! (smug face. jpg) (fireworks) (fireworks)...(fireworks)]

[Why not 500? No way, ugh, my OCD can't take it anymore!]

[Only absolute confidence would prevent someone from voting for themselves; I admire this absolute control that the Boss 1 possesses.]

[499 is also 99, rounding up, how can it not be considered a wish for us and the Boss 1 to be locked in for 99 (suddenly realized)]

[Beet!]

"Qin Su," Zhang Minglang said as the applause subsided, "Come with me."

After the selection of Class Monitor the 118 classes of the Class of 26 was completed, a simple assessment and briefing were required. In reality, this was a comprehensive assessment and ranking of the 118 Class Monitor by the school, giving the school a clear picture while bringing together the 26 strongest students from the freshmen. This fostered a competitive environment where no one was willing to concede to anyone else, thereby enhancing the competitiveness of each class and indirectly improving class cohesion and strength.

It's because the strong often possess a strong sense of territory and are accustomed to being competitive.

But...

Recalling the '499 votes' incident in his class, Zhang Minglang had a bad feeling.

Will this really achieve the original purpose, or simply increase Qin Su's influence?

Although... everyone thought it was unnecessary for Qin Su, they dared not treat him differently, and they had to make sure to notify him properly according to the procedures.

"Good."

Qin Su responded sparingly, feigning composure as if he had expected this exceptionally good result, and walked towards Zhang Minglang.

Zhang Minglang: "Everyone else, disperse. Regular classes will begin tomorrow."

Amidst the suppressed but clearly excited responses of their classmates, Zhang Minglang and Qin Su left the classroom.

The hottest topic at the Fourth Military Academy right now is the selection of the Class of 26 Freshman Class Monitors. The students of Class 6 immediately took a screenshot as soon as they saw the results. The news that "Qin Su became the class Class Monitor of Class 6 with an excellent number of 499 votes" spread like wildfire.

The other class members, who had already chosen their Class Monitors and disbanded, had gathered outside Class 6) and were watching Qin Su leave.

As soon as Qin Su left, the students from other classes rushed into Class 6) and asked people they knew about almost the same thing:

"Why is there one less vote? The bar chart shows that no one else voted either. Who abstained?"

"It's Qin Su," someone answered.

The onlookers. "..."

Oh, that's alright then.

Training Ground.

Zhang Minglang and the Class Advisor of Class 7 met unexpectedly. When he saw He Wenyuan behind the class Class Advisor of Class 7, he subconsciously turned to look at Qin Su.