Chapter 59

"Is something the matter?"

Wanting to leave as soon as possible, Qin Su had to lower his voice and tell the other party to speak quickly, not daring to delay any longer.

"!"

As Su Zhanghua was pacing back and forth, he caught a glimpse of the Changing Room door opening. He looked up and met Qin Su's icy gaze, only to hear Qin Su's cold voice. He swallowed hard.

If it weren't for the experience of the previous hour, Qin Su's aloof demeanor would have made him want to stay away.

Even now, I'm still terrified inside, but I can still express my feelings verbally.

"Hey Qin Su, we're all Class Monitors, so we created a group chat to make communication easier in the future. We were wondering if you'd like to join?"

No sooner had Qin Su entered the Changing Room than his group of friends Qin Su, wanting to leave the training ground and maintain contact with Qin Su from now on, came up with the idea of creating a "Class Monitor" group chat.

Qin Su's reputation soared from the moment he enrolled, and the story of how someone on the Train tried to add Qin Su's contact information via his Optical Brain but was refused naturally spread widely.

In the brief pause of his explanation, Su Zhanghua had already quickly activated his Optical Brain, displaying the scanning interface of the 'Class of 26 Class Leaders Group'.

Su Zhanghua, who had high hopes for everyone, was filled with anxiety, unsure whether Qin Su would enter.

If Qin Su refuses, they have no other choice.

Qin Su was in a hurry, so his gaze fell on Su Zhanghua's Optical Brain interface as he spoke. Once Su finished explaining, Qin Su manipulated the Optical Brain to add, "Done."

"Ah? Ah... Good, good, good." Upon hearing this, Su Zhanghua saw his name jump to Sequential Placement in the group chat. Suppressing his inner elation, he responded repeatedly, his posture and facial expression showing obvious relaxation.

Qin Su asked again, "Is there anything else?"

Upon hearing this, Su Zhanghua, who was in a good mood, quickly shook his head. "No, no, you're busy."

"Goodbye." After confirming that the other person was alright, Qin Su said goodbye in a low voice.

Su Zhanghua waved to Qin Su: "Goodbye."

Having received a response, Qin Su turned away from Su Zhanghua. Although he was anxious, he kept his pace steady and unhurried under everyone's watchful eyes.

The others waiting outside for Su Zhanghua's good news saw a new string of ID1s pop up in the group chat, and their faces lit up with joy. Just as they were about to express their excitement, they saw the cold and aloof Qin Su appear in their field of vision.

In order to maintain their image in front of Qin Su and appear more composed, everyone tacitly suppressed their obvious joy and turned it into secret delight.

Once Qin Su's figure disappeared from sight, the group of people, who had been acting like respectable adults, let loose and let loose.

"From now on, the fact that 'I'm in the same group as Qin Su's will no longer be exclusive to Class 6." Lailisi said, sending a screenshot of the group chat to a small group of four to show off.

"I ordered it. Heaven knows how envious and jealous I was when I saw the people from Class 6 showing off their high-intensity work on the Forum all day long."

"I feel the same way. Every time Qin Su is mentioned on the Forum, people from Class 6 reply with things like, 'Speaking of Qin Su... Oh right, I'm in the same group as Qin Su.' It makes me so angry that I wish I could crawl over to the StarNet and punch him."

" (Class 6 even have a note after their online name that says '(I'm in the same class as Qin Su),' which makes me even more furious." Qi Shuo said while dissing his classmates, and then he changed the nicknames on all his Social Media Accounts.

"Wait, Lao Qi, why did you add 'personally instructed by Qin Su and in the same group as Qin Su's at the end?"

Qi Shuo said matter-of-factly, "Is it so hard to understand to resent others for having something and laugh at others for not having it? Fortune turns in the wheel, and now it's finally my turn to show off, so why shouldn't I change it?"

Su Zhanghua came out of the Changing Room and, hearing everyone's conversation, belatedly glanced at the seat where He Wenyuan had been sitting and reminded them, " (Class 7 Monitor isn't here. Does anyone have a friend of his? Should we invite him in?"

Upon hearing this, the group, who had been chatting amiably, fell silent.

Nobody wants to be the 'bad guy'.

For a long while, no one spoke.

Su Zhanghua realized he had asked an awkward question and quickly changed the subject to gossip, "Am I the only one curious why Qin Su dislikes He Wenyuan?"

Lailisi did know some things, but she had no evidence or proof. Most of it was just speculation among the four of them, so she simply didn't say anything.

Of all these people, Lailisi was the one most familiar with He Wenyuan because of He Muzhi; the others knew nothing about him.

"I'm curious too, but whatever the reason, all I know is that in the Vitelta incident, Qin Su was able to sacrifice himself to save others in order to prevent more deaths among the unfamiliar upperclassmen during the encirclement. I can judge for myself which side the scales tip in my heart."

This statement expresses the sentiments of the vast majority of people.

Moreover, everyone becomes class Class Monitor based on their own abilities. He Wenyuan, who is famous in other aspects of the school, has Pheromone level that is not high among Omegas, and his strength is only at the lower-middle level in Class 7).

A month before the competition for Class Monitor, the Class Advisor clearly told them that the Class Monitor would be filled by the most capable person.

The He Wenyuan was able to appear among them made everyone unhappy, even though they didn't say it aloud. They felt like they had been deceived.

Ultimately, out of 118 Class Monitors, only 117 people were in the group chat.

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Dormitory.

Returning to his only private space in the Comic World, Qin Su shed all pretense he had in front of others, quickly took off his clothes, and strode towards the wall.

Using his Identity ID to scan and unlock the cabinet on the wall, Qin Su took out some wound medicine he had brought from the Real World and applied it to the bruises on his body.

"Hiss..."

To help the medicine penetrate and heal quickly, Qin Su applied considerable force, and when he massaged the more severely injured areas, Qin Su brow furrowed involuntarily.

There were 116 people, including 19 Alphas who were over two meters tall and incredibly strong. Their punches and kicks were more powerful than any other Alpha.

He could feign ease with every move he made in front of the Viewers —blocking, catching, and counterattacking—while silently enduring the pain his body was forcibly bearing.

They also cannot access the medicines placed around each training ground at the school, as Identity ID scan is required to retrieve them.

This is equivalent to leaving a record of medication use.

Ironically, in the eyes of the 'Viewers,' he was so powerful that he was incapable of getting hurt.

In the separate compartments next to it were also the interstellar medicines he had salvaged while scavenging for trash in Vitelta last time.

Among them are medicines that can accelerate the healing of wounds, such as those that promote tissue regeneration.

It's too little; Qin Su is reluctant to use it.

The pain from these punches and kicks can be endured, and with the medicine used by ordinary Earthling, the recovery is not slow.

Qin Su feared that if he were to suffer a serious injury in the future and couldn't let the school know, these interstellar medicines he had preserved would be of great help.

While applying medicine to the bruises, Qin Su didn't forget to bring up the locations of the insect-hunting planets of the senior students on his Optical Brain, comparing them with his own envisioned battlegrounds for the Zerg race.

After treating all the cuts and bruises on my body, as I usually do, an hour had already passed.

During this time, Qin Su also chose the location for this garbage collection trip: Lierse Niya.

The location where the 22nd graduating class collectively eradicated insects.

If not expelled, students graduate from military school every four years. The insects at the Lierse Niya Jump Point require a large-scale collective effort from graduating students to eradicate them, demonstrating the difficulty of the task.

This proves that there is no shortage of war debris there.

Fortune favors the bold.

Qin Su put the remaining medicine back in the cabinet, changed into a set of clothes that were easy to move in, covered the bruises on his body, and only carried a light and compact weapon. He then checked his Life Points in the upper right corner.

After his 'resurrection,' the Class Monitor selected him based on the effects of his 'Pheromone pressure,' coupled with his 'cold yet tender' display on the training field not long ago.

Current Life Points 17 minutes.

528 days.

According to the list provided by the system, landing at a designated location when traveling between two worlds requires 15 days of Life Points, but forcibly landing at a designated location in the current world from one world requires 30 days of Life Points.

The Life Points are still increasing; after the exchange, there will be approximately 500 days of Life Points remaining.

It seems like a lot, but considering the amount of Life Points required to exchange for space, it's pitifully little.

In order to ensure that the 'trash' he collected could be used to produce the weapons he needed before the next battle, he had to follow the list of weapon manufacturing materials provided by Vitelta after sorting and testing the 'trash' and keep up with the times by 'sorting and recycling' the 'trash'.

At this moment, he has 7 hours left before he returns to the Real World.

If he's lucky, he might find a few dead bugs there that possess 'magical attacks'.

Having sorted out his thoughts, Qin Su didn't waste any more time and used 30 days of Life Points to forcibly land in the Zerg territory of Lierse Niya.

The white light vanished, and a dense fog enveloped everything, so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

'Gereyasi', an insect that can produce non-toxic mist and hide within it.

The fog typically covers a small area, usually only about fifteen meters in diameter.

Gereyasi usually appears in groups, and the fog he is currently surrounded by is no less than that.

Beyond the fog, bursts of explosions and gunfire could be heard intermittently, mixed with the various frequencies of insect screams and roars, some piercing and some low.

The air was thick with the stench of rotting meat and the bloody smell of gunpowder.

Qin Su opened his eyes and quickly assessed the situation based on his surroundings, without turning on the searchlight.

He feared that a light might appear in the fog, and that the soldiers in the distance, their minds highly tense from the war, would come at him with a burst of fire or a cannon shot, blowing him to pieces.

He was a bloodthirsty killer, and he couldn't afford to mess with anyone, whether human or insect.

They could only determine the direction of retreat by the sounds around them, and moved quickly and quietly with their feet.

During the move, Qin Su relied on his sense of smell to avoid obstacles on the sand.

Over 90 percent of the ground in Lierse Niya is sandy. When Qin Su stepped on the fine sand, he made almost no sound unless he listened very carefully.

A dozen seconds later, Qin Su hid at the edge of the thin fog, using binoculars to look around and survey his surroundings.

Just as he expected, a fierce battle was taking place in front of him, opposite his retreating position.

Behind him lay the battlefield, now closed.

Based on the freshness of the rotting insect corpses scattered on the sand and the temperature of Lierse Niya, Qin Su judged that the insects had been dead for about a day and a half.

Clearly, the eradication efforts are progressing very slowly.

According to the teacher's instruction, the slower the progress, the closer one gets to the insect's habitat.

Qin Su shifted his gaze to the rear. Four full days had passed since the senior students set off. To reduce the chances of being discovered, he should continue to retreat and search for the items he needed in the already Purge battlefield.

When the nighttime Purge operation paused and everyone rested, he would return to look for any corpses of insects that had functioned as 'Glands'.

Having made up his mind, Qin Su didn't waste any more time. Based on his current location and the surrounding situation, he quickly marked the points and carefully retreated, hiding in the fog.

As Qin Su retreated to the edge of the ninth fog cloud marked on the Optical Brain map, he saw a bird-like insect called a ' Shield Mantis Grasshopper'—black as a crow, about half a person's height, with a large head and a beak about 50 centimeters long, and thin, folded legs—that was using its sharp beak to repeatedly strike a black sphere at the edge of the fog cloud.

Qin Su put the binoculars over his eyes and frowned.

It was a human head, and judging from the fact that half of it had been smashed by a bird's beak and that a red and white tofu-like substance was flowing out, he had unfortunately died.

Whoosh--

Qin Su drew his silver weapon and aimed it at the head of the Shield Mantis grasshopper.

With a muffled thud, the Shield Mantis, which had been tapping its skull with its beak, fell to the ground. Its black wings fluttered a few times on the ground before it went completely still.

After observing the surroundings and confirming that everything was alright, Qin Su quickly moved to the location of the deceased.

The Shield Mantis has a penchant for sucking human brains. Under the sharp beak of the Shield Mantis, his entire head was basically unrecognizable, and his original appearance was no longer discernible.

This scene was so bloody and cruel that it would make anyone who saw it feel unbearable pain.

He retreated from the front lines, closer to the battlefield, and encountered many insect corpses along the way, but this was the first time he had encountered a human corpse.

Clearly, during the Purge operation, every soldier strictly adhered to the school's rule that "if anyone unfortunately dies, their body must be taken away immediately and not left on the battlefield."

Most of the dead soldier's body was hidden in the mist, with only his head visible above it. It is likely that he was not discovered and taken away in time after his death because he was in the mist.

Qin Su put on gloves to block fingerprints, took off the soldier's Combat Suit, and then took off the upper body fabric worn under the inner Combat Suit to wrap around his already shattered head.

Then pick up the completely damaged helmet that had fallen to the side and put it on him.

After moving the soldier's body to a rock, Qin Su moved another rock to cover it, preventing other Shield Mantis from coming to feed on it after he left. He marked the spot, preparing to move it to the front line when he returned at night.

Having swiftly completed all of this, Qin Su scanned the Shield Mantis into his spatial dimension and continued to retreat.

Half an hour later, Qin Su emerged from the fog and saw a scene of utter devastation.

Just as he had guessed, there were no soldiers left on the rear battlefield, only corpses, wrecked weapons, Warships, Combat Suit, and other items.

Whether it was human or insect blood, it was sprayed and stained, leaving mottled colors on the sand.

Qin Su glanced at the list, composed himself, and began 'picking up trash' according to the list he had memorized before coming.

After searching for an hour, Qin Su heard a rustling sound coming from the sand not far away. He had just dug out a three-meter-long piece of material from the sand and hadn't even had time to scan it into his spatial storage. He immediately drew his gun and aimed it at the source of the sound, his whole body tense.

There's no way around it; people are always extra nervous when they're doing something 'secretly'.

Given that in addition to the many Zerg that threaten human survival, there are also some harmless insects on the Lierse Niya sands, Qin Su narrowed his dark eyes and did not fire immediately.

Swish...

Amidst the sound of flowing sand, a round, furry creature appeared beneath Qin Su's dark gun barrel. It opened its round, black, bead-like eyes, raised its two pink paws to its chest, and looked at Qin Su and the weapon in his hand, sniffing hard with its pink nose.

It looks like a black, fluffy ball of hair.

"..."

Qin Su expressionlessly tucked his weapon back into his waistband.

Who could have imagined that a Sand Weasel, which the people of Liersenia Planet called a 'cute creature of the sand,' would terrify him so much?

After confirming there was no harm, Qin Su picked up the materials from the ground again and continued searching for the materials on the list.

The Sand Weasel didn't leave; one rustled along beside Qin Su.

Moreover, it also calls upon its friends and companions.

Soon, a Sand Weasels surrounded Qin Su.

Every time Qin Su picked up something, he saw them all tilting their heads and looking at him.

Qin Su: "..."

What are you looking at? I've never seen anyone picking up trash before... etc.

They may never have seen it before; military schools are wealthy and powerful, and battlefield cleanup is not part of their curriculum.

"..."

Sorry, but this local species has been made to feel ashamed by his poverty as Earthling.

Qin Su glanced at the Sand Weasels expressionlessly, then brazenly continued picking up trash right in front of them.

When it comes to supplies, he's become shameless these days.

At 10 p. m., Qin Su spent a full five hours looting the deserted battlefield behind the city. The Sand Weasels had already left as night fell, and the daytime booming of artillery fire had ceased.

According to the Fourth Military Academy's operational rules, after the daily Purge operation ends, they will regroup and return to the Jump Point to rest.

He had to place the soldiers' bodies where they could see them before they left.

In the darkness, Qin Su carried the bodies of the dead soldiers on his back at the marked point and quickened his pace.

"It's alright, it'll be done soon."

Hang in there, Lucas!

"A Heng, how are you? Can you still walk?"

"Quickly, get out of the way! There's a seriously injured person here!"

As Qin Su drew closer to the students from the 22nd cohort ahead, he heard voices, some loud and some soft.

Qin Su hid behind a rock. The light ahead was too bright, and he could not go any further, or he would risk being discovered.

After observing his surroundings, Qin Su spotted a spot where there was a smooth metal plate.

Upon arriving at their destination, Qin Su put down the body he was carrying and left for the other side.

The place where the body was placed was dimly lit; if one did not look closely, one would not even know that there was a corpse lying there. Qin Su picked up a stone from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and then threw it forcefully at that spot.

Clang--

The crisp, loud sound of the collision instantly put the students from the 22nd graduating class nearby on high alert.

"Who?!"

"Who's there? Come out!"

"If you don't come out and fire!"

A series of sharp shouts rang out at the same time, and countless beams of light from weapons shot towards the source of the sounds.

Qin Su had already leaned against the rock wall, holding his breath, when the lights became even brighter than before.

A short while later, the sound rang out again.

"They're our people!"

"... It's a pity he's already sacrificed himself; his skull was even pecked open by Shield Mantis." The student, who had removed his helmet and uncovered the gruesome scene beneath, spoke with a heavy tone.

"Who wrapped him up like this and placed him here?" They simply didn't have the time for that.

No one answered, and another burst of bright light swept around them.

It was quiet all around; there was no one else there.

A moment later, someone else said, "Perhaps the person who did this has already forgotten..."

"Too."

"How could there be anyone else here besides us?"

With a sound, when Qin Su looked again, the soldier's body had already been taken away.

Qin Su disappeared into the darkness, his expression inscrutable, and he let out a soft sigh of frustration.

That's all he could do for him.

If we want to stop this brutal death, the war with the Zerg will have to end completely.

At 10:30, the 22nd graduating class, having finished packing, boarded the Warship and departed. Watching the last glimmer of light from the Warship disappear from sight, Qin Su was finally able to turn on his searchlight and identify the lingering insects one by one.

With five minutes left until midnight, Qin Su stopped searching and swept the found insects into his spatial dimension.

When Qin Su opened his eyes again, he skillfully had someone handle the things they had brought back, and then followed the person in charge of the 'Zerg' into the laboratory.

When Qin Su decided to obtain the 'Gland' from the Zerg, he had already brought the data about the 'Gland' obtained from He Wenyuan back to the Real World. All the equipment was ready. As soon as the living insectoids with 'magical attacks' arrived, the person in charge and his team immediately began their operation in front of Qin Su.

About seven hours later, the person in charge took off his lab coat and walked to Qin Su outside the glass window.

Qin Su's gaze remained fixed on the other side of the transparent glass, his heart pounding with anticipation. "How did it go?"

Following Qin Su's gaze, the person in charge looked at the team members who were still engaged in the experiment and reported to Qin Su in a low voice, "They do indeed have the kind of invisible 'Glands' that you mentioned in the data you provided, but which can form a kind of suppressive or seductive function."

"!"

This route is feasible.

Qin Su's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally eased a little. Facing the Interstellar People, he, who had no Glands, finally saw hope. 'There is hope.'

"You said before that you needed something like 'Glands' on them."

"So, I need to confirm with you, you want to... transplant their Glands? To create the same effect on yourself as when they had 'Gland'?" They were animals, and animals they had never seen before in this world. If that's what he was thinking, the person in front of him... was insane.

"No." Qin Su denied, turning his gaze away and facing the person in charge.

He hadn't forgotten that what he needed was the 'strongest' Gland, and everyone knows that's difficult.

Before that, he would inevitably need to frequently replace his insects because the ones he obtained were stronger, which his Earthling body could not withstand.

Qin Su looked intently into the eyes of the person in charge, his voice calm. "What I need is a 'Gland' that doesn't need to be transplanted into me, but that I can control, and that, if removed from my body, won't cause any mutations in my body. Can you achieve that?"