The Welfare Delivered

Bai Yang and Principal Wei both looked at Lu Ting, their eyes full of anticipation.

Principal Wei's expression was even more eager than Bai Yang's own.

Trying to poach from me? This time I'll make sure you get crushed!

War God Lu's heart tightened—he knew there was no easy way out of this.

The transfer application he had forcibly submitted for Bai Yang was already filed. If he withdrew it now, he'd inevitably become a laughingstock at Kyoto First Military Academy.

Steeling himself, he spoke up: "Bai Yang, what are your own thoughts?" His voice was even lower than before.

Bai Yang acted shy, fidgeting as he said, "I don't understand anything. I'll follow whatever War God Lu decides..."

Principal Wei cleared his throat lightly, about to speak.

"But... I have one small request," Bai Yang continued.

Lu Ting quickly ignored Principal Wei and said hurriedly, "A request is fine! We can discuss it. Tell me."

Bai Yang said, "War God Lu, I don't want to go to Kyoto Base City for now."

Lu Ting was momentarily stunned. He exchanged a surprised glance with Principal Wei and asked, "How can that be? Next March is the War God Camp selection.

At Kyoto First Military Academy, even students who aren't in the 'War God Class' are training like mad. Are you planning to take summer break?"

Bai Yang nodded. "I can't enter Kyoto before September. There are some family matters—I really can't make it convenient to go."

Lu Ting was about to respond when Mei Xiaqing, behind him, tapped the "Bai" character in the name column of the report.

He suddenly understood. Giving Bai Yang a deep look, he said, "The Bai Family, as one of the twelve HR Alliance families in Huaxia, has little real power but plenty of trouble.

You're a branch member of the Bai Family—no benefits, just endless hassles. Fine, I'll go along with you. But don't regret wasting these two months later."

How could he possibly regret it?

These two months, he would not only get close to Luo Feng but also venture into the Wilderness Zone alone.

There, he would recklessly absorb the genes of various monsters, frantically strengthening himself.

The "War God Class" was nothing more than a stepping stone to secure a War God Camp spot—hardly worth his focus.

Bai Yang thanked Lu Ting for his understanding and added, "During this time, I'd like to study at home on my own. Once I officially pass the martial artist practical exam, could I connect to the [Huaxia Military Network] from Jiangnan Base City?"

Lu Ting agreed readily: "Of course. Every military academy student has that right. Don't worry—the special discounts and contribution points for Kyoto First Military Academy students will be sent directly to you.

I'll also add an extra thirty million quota. Contact Deputy Mei when the time comes."

Principal Wei was slightly surprised and chuckled, "Why are you so generous this time? Didn't even need me to provoke you?"

Bai Yang was deeply grateful. "Thank you, War God Lu! The academy's guidance techniques and secret manuals are already far cheaper than other organizations. Thirty million is more useful than a hundred million from elsewhere—this really helps a lot!"

Lu Ting waved his hand dismissively, indicating it was nothing.

After all, the prestigious Kyoto First Military Academy couldn't be outdone by the Bai Family. Talent was worth fighting for!

Lu and Mei seemed to have busy schedules. After a brief exchange of pleasantries with Principal Wei, they took their leave.

Before leaving, Mei Xiaqing added Bai Yang's chat number, telling him to contact her if needed.

Soon, from behind the Academic Affairs Office's white building, a blue flying saucer shot into the sky, vanishing from Jiangnan Base City in an instant.

Its massive sonic boom echoed for miles, witnessed by countless people.

Bai Yang accompanied Principal Wei downstairs, chatting and laughing the whole way. They also exchanged private contact info.

To anyone unaware, it looked like a heartwarming scene of a kind elder and a filial junior.

This sight was noted by many, and the internal forum of Jiangnan First Military Academy was already in an uproar.

Bai Yang, of course, paid no attention to such trivial matters. After bidding the principal farewell, he held the medical reports in his hand and walked toward Cafeteria No. 1, growing happier the more he looked.

His body speed was actually 26.9 M/S! Far exceeding the quasi-martial artist standard of 25 M/S!

The neural reaction test was also fully up to standard.

The only shortfall was his punch force, which was only because he was in a "starved" state. Once he replenished his food, he would likely meet the requirement immediately.

In a single night, his strength had grown to an almost unbelievable degree.

What Lu Ting and Principal Wei valued even more, however, were his technique postures and flawless movements.

Bai Yang knew clearly that this was the result of his current S-rank swordsmanship and the running posture he had just grasped.

It all came from his current insight!

What level were his movement techniques now?

Back then, Luo Feng had drawn so much attention just with his "micro-level" body control.

This wasn't something instruments could measure—only true experts could judge it.

Only Bai Yang himself knew that he had never practiced movement techniques for even a single day!

These results came from just over ten minutes of running this morning!

And now, there was still over a full month until the August 1st practical assessment!

He could find all kinds of videos to watch, to study and observe!

By the time the actual assessment came, what level could he reach?

Micro-level? Perfect-level? Artistic-conception-level?

"I'll have to renegotiate the contract then anyway, so why waste my breath today?"

Principal Wei had given him privileges. Even though he had withdrawn from school, benefits like his meal card and dormitory were still reserved for him.

Soon he arrived at Cafeteria No. 1. This time, he planned to eat his fill until he couldn't swallow another bite. Ordinary human hunger no longer suited him at all.

The military academy cafeteria's specialty was self-service, open to all. He didn't have to spend his own money.

Bai Yang frequently shuttled between his seat and the various food stations, hoping to avoid drawing attention.

But what he didn't know was that he had already become a celebrity.

Countless people were secretly watching him. Some female students even held up their phones, filming him from every angle.

"Wow! He's really handsome in person!"

"Junior Bai, how can he eat so much? I'm not very good at cooking..."

"What kind of crush are you on!? What makes you assume Junior Bai would let you cook for him?"

"He's about 1.85 meters, right? You're only 1.56. Your body types don't match at all! It wouldn't even be harmonious in the future!"

"How can you say something like that!? Have you no shame!?"

"Seal your heart with cement! No one is allowed to betray this dorm! Didn't we all agree to be my consorts?!"

Even though they were military cadets, the group chattered noisily, their voices grating.

After his evolution, Bai Yang's hearing was sharp. He quickly sensed something was off.

He opened the forum and browsed the hottest posts of the day, still eating nonstop.

Sure enough, his entire day's itinerary—except for the conversation in the meeting room—

had been dug up and posted online!

Just then, he suddenly felt his whole body jolt. Heat surged through him.

He was full!

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for reaching [Apprentice Rank], contributing to the cause of defending Earth!"

Earth Points +2!

Simulation Count +1!

System upgrading..."

Bai Yang shot up from his seat and bolted toward his dormitory.

He completely ignored the few female students who had finally mustered the courage to approach him.

Don't block the way! I'm busy now!