Chapter 81
One of our own?
(Class 6 was effectively relieved, and their anxiety was immediately replaced by anticipation.
They belatedly recalled what Qin Su had said to them before they discovered Ruan Chengye, and their hearts pounded uncontrollably as they looked towards the vast, dark expanse of 'clouds' that were impossible to ignore.
Initially, everyone in Class 6 except for the Class Monitor thought it was just an ordinary practical exercise.
'Until now, witnessing this scene with my own eyes!'
Who could have imagined this?
Their Class 6 truly lived up to its reputation as "the best of the best," as they were fortunate enough to meet the forces behind Qin Su before the Federation even arrived.
Although it's just the tip of the iceberg, it's already a huge honor for them.
[My heart is pounding with excitement, my hands are trembling—I'm finally about to officially meet the forces behind this Boss 1!]
[Everyone's inner monologue cracked me up; that familiar feeling just came rushing back.]
At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary rainstorm/snow/hail/storm, until the end of the world...
The 'black cloud' approached from afar; it was Warships, countless in number, a vast and imposing sight, all of them appearing to be of advanced Warship!
(Class 6 were also beating more and more actively, Optical Brain were eager to try.
"Class Monitor, may I take a picture?" Sophia temporarily turned her gaze away from the front and asked demurely.
"Can."
So far, everything is proceeding according to plan, so Qin Su naturally wouldn't refuse.
Having spent so much time with the students in Class 6, no one knows better than him how strong their gossip spirit is; they are just as strong as him.
(Class 6 always thought that he, who was not interested in anything, would not browse Forums or read gossip. But the truth is that every time he saw his Life Points increase by a little bit, he would jump around like a melon-eating weasel, searching everywhere.
Even at my busiest, I still manage to steal a moment to glance at the latest gossip and trending topics.
Because of his understanding of his classmates, he was able to take advantage of their gossipy nature to spread his "influence".
Rumors without concrete evidence will arouse suspicion in others.
Even if...
The 'real deal' is a lie.
So what? Everyone thinks it's true, so why can't it become true?
"..."
Fortunately, he's thick-skinned, so no one can tell he's shameless.
"!"
"Thank you, Class Monitor!"
"The Class Monitor is so magnanimous!"
(Class 6 was in high spirits, showering each other with compliments as if they were free. With Qin Su's affirmation, they no longer felt pressured and enthusiastically took photos of each other's Optical Brain from every angle.
They had a premonition that soon they would dominate the trending topics on the entire Forum and StarNet again.
If Military Academy students weren't restricted from opening fan accounts on the StarNet that could be followed by others, and could only open personal accounts that couldn't be followed and could only be followed by others, they would have gained countless followers during this period because of the 'Qin Su' tag.
Before the operation officially started, the atmosphere among everyone was relaxed. They took pictures and chatted at the same time. Especially when they saw that the 'black cloud' was getting closer and closer to them and could be seen clearly through the high magnification lens, the emotions of the people in Class 6) became more and more excited.
The students closest to Qin Su maintained their composure, only showing expressions of shock and joy on their faces, holding back their gasps.
Those in the rear, taking advantage of their distance from Qin Su, assumed he couldn't hear them and began to make sounds they couldn't control.
"S, it's the letter S!"
"I'm sure everyone understands the value of this letter. It's the only 'badge' Qin Su has ever publicly used, and it's absolutely genuine."
Just as we suspected, Qin Su used his own people, his own Warships, and his own weapons this time!
Others who saw it reacted in the same way, their mouths chattering incessantly.
The students in the front row envied those in the back who could speak freely. They exchanged glances, secretly glancing at Qin Su to make sure he wasn't paying attention to them, and then tacitly retreated to the back.
Before long, Qin Su was left isolated in front of someone.
Qin Su could clearly see from the 360-degree, Visual Helmet his classmates were all retreating in an orderly fashion, moving away from him, including the protagonist He Muzhi. The corner of Qin Su's mouth, hidden inside the helmet, twitched slightly.
"..."
His 'coldness' surpassed even that of his teachers, leading to deep misunderstandings among his classmates.
Temporarily withdrawing his gaze from his classmates, Qin Su took a bird's-eye view and photographed the entire nest of Lasbit Insect.
On the Optical Brain screen, invisible to others, Qin Su was busy marking the positions of the students' Warships based on the actual situation.
He can't stay idle at all.
As Qin Su diligently marked the map, he couldn't help but recall the Fortune-Telling Master's prediction for him.
The master hesitated several times before speaking, but with his high intelligence and emotional intelligence, he said that "your destiny is in your own hands, and your future is limitless."
He used to be clueless, but now he has a sudden realization.
The master's words, translated as "low emotional intelligence," are simply:
Whether one survives or dies depends entirely on oneself, and one has no idea to what extent one can control one's own destiny. The future is bleak, but isn't high emotional intelligence truly 'limitless'?
Judging from his condition, the master was not only highly skilled in fortune telling, but also very artful in his speech.
After marking everyone's 'positions', Qin Su sighed inwardly.
That's why they call him a master! If his fate were truly revealed, his father would have overturned the whole thing instead of giving him a 66,000 yuan red envelope.
His sister wanted to become an apprentice of Fortune-Telling Master to learn fortune telling because she was really tempted by the fact that the master could earn 66,000 yuan with just one sentence.
In the distance, yellow sand rose in the sky. The students of Class 6 were used to similar situations in the desert during the simulated combat and showed no panic. They continued to speak in hushed tones as if nothing had happened.
"They're showing us this kind of secret? What does that mean? It means our Class Monitor trusts us!" After stepping back, Raymond, who had been holding back for a long time, continued the conversation from the previous classmate, his voice filled with excitement as he expressed his opinion.
"No," He Muzhi whispered, breaking Raymond's reverie, and analyzed logically, "Perhaps it's because what Qin Su presented to us, so awe-inspiring and unimaginable to us, is nothing more than insignificant to Qin Su."
Therefore, he was not afraid of being filmed, nor did he care about the photos being spread.
It wasn't that he liked to think the worst about everything, but rather that he reached this conclusion after comprehensively considering Qin Su's strength and the facts Qin Su had demonstrated in the past.
The fact that Qin Su can instantly disappear from everyone's sight without needing any 'Spaceship' -like shell as a protective medium, and directly Hyperspace Jump using his own body, is enough to demonstrate the high level of technology possessed by the Qin Family behind Qin Su.
In a world where the strong prey on the weak, without sufficient strength, it is impossible to protect similar 'achievements'; they will only be quickly plundered, swallowed up, and dismantled by other, stronger entities.
"..."
That's a good guess. Don't guess next time. He Muzhi's speculation has absolutely nothing to do with the facts.
Qin Su saved the marked Combat Plan, intending to send it to the class group later.
"Why is it a sealed Warship?"
"Damn it, we can't see a single hair on the people in the Warship."
"Be content. We (Class 6) students had the chance to see this Fleets with our own eyes. Other classes don't even have that opportunity."
"So what if he's the Principal of the Fourth Military Academy? We're the Class 6 led by Class Monitor Qin Su himself!"
"We're recording right now, everyone. When you send it out, remember to cut out this 'outrageous' stuff. We can talk about this privately. The Class Monitor won't hold it against us, but the others won't be as magnanimous and forgiving as the Class Monitor."
Qin Su pretended not to hear his classmates' discussion, and naturally felt no need to answer or participate.
The power of feigning deafness and dumbness is fully demonstrated at this moment.
The Warships... let them think what they want. He brought them back, so they must have been inspected by his own eyes. He wasn't worried about being seen through at all.
Since he took all the apologies and 'trash' he found back, he has carefully modified their appearance without damaging their functionality in order to make them all belong to the 'Qin Family'.
After a redesign, they were completely different from their previous "image," and they were given a unique "S" logo that he personally marketed.
Everything he obtained, originally belonging to the Comic World, was transformed into 'Qin Family products'.
Compared to the original models, the current models are completely different in appearance, except that the core remains the same.
As the distance between the two sides closed, the students who had been hiding in the back, eager to get a clearer picture, rushed forward.
They were eager to get close, surround and press themselves against each other, and examine everything about Qin Su with a magnifying glass.
But with Qin Su present, it would be far too presumptuous for them to do that.
The shy (Class 6 students restrained their strong curiosity and barely managed to keep up with Qin Su.
They didn't cross the line.
[A bunch of good-for-nothings]
[Some comments were a bit harsh, but I felt a little uncomfortable because I felt like I was being subtly insulted.]
[That's right, most of us students are like that.]
[They suffered because they were too shy. If it were those old hands from the Fourth Military Academy, they would have shamelessly and quickly swarmed onto the Boss 1's Fleets without a second thought. If they were rejected, they would have retreated. In any case, apart from being a little shameless, they didn't suffer any real loss.]
Qin Su: "..."
Insightful.
Students shouldn't get too close to our Fleets. While 'showing off' appropriately, we need to maintain a suitable distance to prevent them from actually lying on the privacy screen to cosplay as Spider-Man.
Distance can create beauty, and it can also foster the 'mystery' that students imagine. After visually determining the expected location, Qin Su sent the marked location to the class group.
"Students, within thirty seconds, proceed to your designated positions according to the schedule and prepare for battle."
To create a sense of urgency, Qin Su didn't give them much time to think or implement the plan.
At times like these, he simply needs them to carry out his instructions.
Qin Su Suliang's cool voice came through the Full-Band Communication. The students of Class 6, who had been trained to perform conditional firing, acted faster than they thought and immediately withdrew their attention from the Warship in front of them and looked at the schedules they received on their respective Optical Brain.
As always, Qin Su was very considerate. On the map they opened, Qin Su had marked their coordinates with prominent red dots, so they didn't need to look for them at all.
To stand out as the 'most dazzling star' in the crowd, Qin Su, as usual, timed his departure perfectly, rushing towards the Warship group a second before his classmates started to set off.
In a few swift movements, the Warships that had gathered around Qin Su on the left, right, and rear scattered in different locations like stars in the sky within a very short time, before turning their gazes toward Qin Su's position.
When they looked over, Qin Su had changed from walking briskly with his back to them to facing them directly.
Just as Qin Su turned to face them, they saw him again with his back to the vast Fleets behind him, and raised his hand to signal for them to stop.
The Fleets immediately ceased flight behind Qin Su.
The next instant, Qin Su didn't even look behind him; the gesture of stopping them from moving forward turned into a gesture of spreading out.
The Fleets moved in unison with Qin Su's well-defined fingers, spreading out in a disciplined manner.
Clearly, this is a well-trained Fleets.
[I really love this confident, controlling, and all-powerful boss vibe; it's like they have me completely under their thumb.]
[I'm totally captivated by this feel!]
Why not draw the characters on the Warships? Don't they deserve to have lines?
[Perhaps it's because, to Qin Su, they were merely 'weapons'—weapons don't need thought, they only need to obey orders.]
[What a dictatorship! There's no human rights whatsoever. No wonder Qin Family raised Qin Su, this cold-blooded killing machine.]
[...? weishoushou (How did you know I'm He Wenyuan fan. jpg)]
Qin Su: "..."
There's nobody inside; where are human rights?
When Qin Su was on time, there were still thirteen seconds left until the thirty-second countdown. He showed no intention of making any move ahead of time. His cold gaze fell on the Lasbit Insect below. He seemed to be ignoring his classmates, but in reality, he kept Full-Band Communication active.
The students in Class 6 couldn't stop staring at Qin Su and the Fleets he led.
It's really... impossible not to attract them.
If the battlefield were a circle, their (Class 6's Warships, by visual estimation, would occupy less than one-fifth of the entire battlefield.
The remaining four-fifths were occupied by Qin Su's Fleets.
In terms of both quantity and the size and class of the Warships, Qin Su's Fleets was clearly more than one level above theirs.
"As expected of the Class Monitor's Private Fleet, it's absolutely overwhelming. Just how many ships were there again? That's some serious firepower now. Let's light candles for the bugs below for three seconds."
"The Class Monitor isn't taking us with him; he's gone to lead his Fleets instead. I'm a little envious."
"I'm a little jealous."
"I'm coming clean, I'm just jealous."
"So the question is, how can one become a member of the Fleets behind the Class Monitor?"
"Raise your pillow a bit when you sleep tonight, and you'll dream about all sorts of things."
"Speaking of which, didn't the Class Monitor say we're 'one of our own'? Shouldn't we meet up before we work together on this mission?"
"What are you thinking? This kind of secret Fleets belongs exclusively to the owner, so naturally only the owner can see their faces. What kind of private fleet would it be if it were exposed?"
"That's right, if they're exposed, they themselves will also be in danger."
"... I understand. Thank goodness you stopped me, otherwise I would have asked the Class Monitor a really stupid question."
Qin Su: "..."
In reality, his "powerful command of troops" was only superficially impressive; inside... the completely enclosed Warship was empty.
However, he was from Class 6, and he controlled all those Warships by himself. Why shouldn't he be considered one of their own?
It doesn't matter if there's no one behind him; he can market the illusion that he has a massive army behind him.
When the time came, everyone and the Fleets were in position as planned.
Qin Su's thoughts returned, his pupils, which had been dizzy and glazed over, narrowed as he lowered his gaze. His Optical Brain shifted from the Lasbit Insect to his classmates opposite him. He took control of the Warships from the system via his personal terminal, and his thin lips, hidden beneath his helmet, moved slightly. His voice was cool and detached. "Let's begin."
The operation of 777 is rigid and fixed. In order to prevent the Warship from continuously bombing one place and revealing a flaw, which would cause the 'Viewers' to think that 'the Qin Family's Private Fleet is amateurish,' he had to eliminate this problem from the root.
His record of single-handedly controlling 10,000 Mimicry Aircraft during simulated combat is verifiable. The experience he gained in repeated simulated combat makes his current operation of this 888-Ship Fleet akin to using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Rumble!
As Qin Su's voice trailed off, countless shells rained down from the modified Fleets, as dense as raindrops.
Regardless of which planet they're from, people generally avoid getting close to troublesome parasites like the Lasbit Insect, lest they become infected. Their approach is always a carpet bombing, indiscriminate attack.
The Warships used by the freshmen are not high-end. Moreover, the purpose of Class 6) this time is not the Lasbit Insect. They cannot bombard the Lasbit Insect like the Qin Su Fleets. They need to manually use their different weapons to take turns killing the Rasbit worms below.
To put it bluntly, Qin Su is now leading them to 'earn extra money,' exchanging more Star Coins for more kills on the Zerg.
Qin Su, possessing so many Warships, could easily operate alone without them.
If they were all of sound mind, they wouldn't be so greedy as to think, "Why doesn't Qin Su give them the top-tier Warships so they can kill even more enemies?"
The yellow sand had swept in from afar to this place in a short period of time, but the students in Class 6) were not affected at all.
Through repeated simulated combat, they no longer need Qin Su's instruction; they have learned to adjust the helmet parameters to suit their own needs, becoming oblivious to the whistling wind in their ears and operating the helmet with ease.
The Lasbit Insect, having multiplied to the point of bursting out of the ground, were repeatedly blown apart and burned at high temperatures, emitting a distinctly pungent, burnt smell.
What appeared to be normal, hidden beneath the yellow sand, was blasted open by a bomb that exploded upon landing, revealing layers upon layers of dark, tangled Lasbit Insect. Digging down about 60 or 70 centimeters revealed a dense mass of these worms.
Despite having seen it many times, the students of Class 6 who witnessed it firsthand still felt disgusted; it was absolutely disgusting!!
They resisted the intense physical discomfort caused by the Lasbit Insect, and (Class 6 resisted the urge to close their eyes, while their hands worked like tigers while their minds were filled with joy.
"Good heavens! The Class Monitor's kill count is skyrocketing! We can't catch up, we simply can't catch up." In the real-time kill statistics, Qin Su is no longer just in first place, but has become the super-doubled top 1, once again powerfully breaking the previous record.
"I get it! All Class Monitor's Fleets kills are tied to him alone!"
"Damn it, the Class Monitor's Fleets is really good at bombardment! We still have so many left, but they've almost destroyed them in just over a minute!"
"Calm down! Although we are no match for the well-trained professional Fleets of the Qin Family, we absolutely cannot falter. So what if they are the Class Monitor's Private Fleet? We are soldiers personally trained by the Class Monitor!"
Qin Su: "..."
There's really no need to outsmart the air.
On the updated comic page, everyone's inner thoughts, narration, and words all expressed envy, not hatred. However, some comments were judging others by their own standards and stirring up trouble everywhere.
[They say nice things, but they're just afraid to tell the truth. They're probably insanely jealous inside.]
[How selfish! They won't let their classmates use the good Warships, but they're enjoying using them themselves. Clearly, by not letting their Private Fleets come, the classmates can get more kills.]
[This is ridiculous, get out, you big baby, there are no parents here to pamper you.]
[Important fact: Without Qin Su leading them, they wouldn't have gained these extra kills, and they wouldn't have enough ammunition to wipe out this nest of worms. If they don't wipe them out in one go, the risk of being parasitized while destroying the nest will increase. If they don't destroy it and do blast it out, this nest of Lasbit Insect will run rampant and parasitize everywhere uncontrollably.]
[They're really throwing money around like this, it breaks my heart to see them doing it so cheap.]
No, not at all. With every bomb he dropped, his heart bled.
Fortunately, his steadily increasing Life Points and the Star Coins he gained during the final kill count upon returning to school were enough to stop the bleeding.
Otherwise, he would be heartbroken.
Through long-term observation of various planets, he has identified several small Military Factories on the verge of bankruptcy. Now he needs to work hard to extract money from the Federation to have enough funds to purchase them.
That way, the professional Ghosts from the Real World that he asked his sister to find could have a place to stay.
Receiving an apology depends entirely on favorable timing, location, and circumstances; he won't always encounter such good opportunities. Only those with genuine talent and reliability can truly succeed.
Three minutes passed, and amidst the relentless bombardment, the planned area was swiftly and decisively cleared by the Warships, much like a hail of bullets.
Qin Su pretended that there were people in his Fleets and raised his hand to give the order to stop attacking.
The remaining area was just the right number of weapons the students carried to eliminate the remaining enemies.
The bombardment of the Fleets ceased at the same time, and they assembled behind Qin Su.
Qin Su gave them an order to leave, and the 888 Warships retreated as the students of Class 6 watched them go without their knowledge.
[Are you just leaving like that?]
[Otherwise?]
[You forgot to take me with you (blinks shyly)]
[An abacus bead hit my face]
Until he disappeared from sight, the shocked and puzzled gazes of the Class 6 members fell on Qin Su.
'As expected of a top-tier Warship, its cleanup speed is extraordinary.'
'But they haven't finished clearing their area yet, why did they just leave them behind?'
When his classmates looked at him, Qin Su reminded them, "You can continue."
(Class 6 pulled themselves back to their senses and continued to Purge the Lasbit Insect.
If all goes as expected, the Rasbit worm king is in the very center of the nest.
Qin Su did not join the remaining cleanup efforts, but instead piloted his Warship to the very center of the nest of Lasbit Insect.
Under human control, one of the Warships that had just left and was responsible for clearing the middle section dropped a specially made bomb that could penetrate a meter deep into the ground.
One of the reasons he went to such great lengths was the 'gland' of the Rasbit worm king.
Twenty minutes later, Qin Su turned his gaze from the middle section to his classmates who had just finished their Purge operation after running out of weapons, and whispered in the Full-Band Communication, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Now, retreat to a distance of two hundred meters."
Before anyone could speak, Qin Su added this sentence.
After completing the cleanup, before they could even excitedly gossip to their classmates about discovering that 'Qin Su had left them just enough space to clear out their weapons,' the students of Class 6) were completely bewildered by Qin Su's new order and quickly retreated.
In the blink of an eye, they suddenly realized that Qin Su's Warship was like a ghost, faster than them, retreating two hundred meters away.