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"Opportunities to become a transcendent are rare?"

Sulu repeated Donald's words in his mind, already forming several hypotheses.

That was correct.

Transcendent power was a fundamental change in human nature; no power structure would tolerate its infinite proliferation.

Therefore, strictly controlling the inheritance and keeping it solely in the hands of the state, powerful agencies, a few institutions, secret organizations, and noble families was the norm.

The world of the transcendent and that of ordinary people were like two circles separated by black and white; it was extremely difficult to cross over.

As for Catherine, that transcendent... how to put it? She seemed like a wild one, a lucky person who had stumbled upon transcendent power by chance.

This was what had ignited Donald's greed.

He himself seemed to have some trouble recently and needed to acquire power from the transcendent side as soon as possible, hence he was willing to take risks, and... he was quite desperate!

"St. George University is a church-affiliated school; it absolutely will not tolerate the appearance of shadow magic or other dark-leaning transcendent powers... Therefore, that attacker is most likely a lucky person who obtained transcendent power by chance! We cannot allow such a murder suspect to continue wielding transcendent power!"

Donald continued, his face full of righteous indignation.

Hmm, reasonable and logical. But I wonder, what would your expression be if I told you there were two attackers yesterday and they appeared to be organized?

Sulu's heart stirred.

But immediately, he thought of more.

That was right; the Church of the Goddess of Light always touted light, charity... in short, it was very much inclined toward the positive. Since Catherine used shadow magic, which leaned toward darkness, it was highly probable she was truly lurking within the university.

Such a lurker was like a rat in the sewer; even without evidence of a crime, if one reported her to the Church's powerful departments, she would likely be dead on arrival once exposed to the light.

At this thought, Sulu felt much more at ease: "So... what is your plan?"

"I've found some people and leaked the information about that wild transcendent as a bargaining chip for a deal..."

Donald said, "Then I've arranged for people to surround and suppress her. If everything goes smoothly, it will be resolved today... And as a reward, we can obtain a portion of the spoils. Even if the transcendent power she possesses is too dangerous, this merit can serve as our stepping stone to join a powerful organization!"

"A calm judgment and a brilliant analysis! So... that's why you didn't ask me for the attacker's identity."

Sulu clapped twice.

Throughout this process, Donald had only acted as an intermediary, keeping his risk to a minimum.

Meanwhile, the trump card—the true identity of the attackers—remained firmly in Sulu's hands.

It's a pity... if I had such connections, I could just kick Donald to the curb and do this alone...

Sulu sighed inwardly: "Very reasonable. What about the distribution of the spoils afterward?"

"I don't want anything else, but if there are secrets regarding transcendent power among the spoils, I need a copy!" Donald said, his fingers interlaced, his voice deep.

"Deal!"

Sulu smiled: "Can you tell the truth now? What exactly is this good news for this afternoon?"

Donald looked at Sulu deeply: "If everything goes well... one of the university's board members will meet with us."

Afterward, Sulu and Donald walked out of the Combat Club together, shocking everyone who saw them.

Especially Charlie and Baron.

These two guys were still waiting for Donald to avenge them; they never expected that the scheduled match would be canceled just like that. Not only that, but the club president was even going to lunch with that kid.

They strongly suspected that these two had made some unspeakable deal, and they were filled with feelings of betrayal and abandonment! The resentment in their eyes almost condensed into substance.

So much so that Sulu felt as if two jilted lovers were staring at his back, which was quite terrifying.

"Heh..."

Seeing this, Donald smiled without a hint of self-awareness: "To be honest... you did cause losses to my Combat Club, so... how about becoming my coach?"

"Not interested. I hate low-paying jobs, let alone ones with no salary and only commissions," Sulu replied expressionlessly.

"Then how about being a nominal coach? Just in name, no actual duties required, how about that?" Donald persisted.

It was clear he had a lot of affection for the Combat Club.

"That's fine, I suppose!"

Sulu never took matters of face value seriously: "But I need a nominal fee!"

"Done!"

Donald was stunned for a moment, agreed immediately, and then asked with confusion: "Just how short of money are you?"

"In this regard, I am learning from my roommate."

Sulu thought of Sean, and his expression darkened.

Whether that guy was hopelessly trapped in love or influenced by Catherine, it all made Sulu harbor a bit more hatred toward her.

It was precisely because of this that he was so impatient to start the crackdown.

Donald's financial situation was much better than Sulu's; the two arrived outside the school and entered a restaurant that looked quite high-end.

It must be said that Donald has a real knack for interpersonal relations and social maneuvering, which is exactly why he is able to serve as the university club president.

Combined with his sunny facial features and radiant smile, he finds it very easy to thrive among the crowd.

However, Sulu still feels that his deep-rooted family connections are the primary factor behind his success.

After a pleasant lunch, Sulu already knows that this President Donald's full name is Donald Wesley! He is the second son of a wealthy merchant family that has been in the steel business since his grandfather's generation. The only reason he came to this church school is that his father is a devout believer in the Church of the Goddess of Light, and through massive donations, he has secured extra opportunities at St. George University.

Second son?

Sulu gazes at Donald's face, a few guesses forming in his mind.

The other party's status triggers some subtle associations, such as the European Middle Ages, where the second sons of noble families could not inherit titles and were forced to serve other nobles as stewards or join the church to seek a different path.

The influence of the Church of the Goddess of Light is far more formidable than those churches from his past life that only knew how to pay lip service.

Therefore, using St. George University as a channel to attempt to join the Church of the Goddess of Light is a very decent path for the second son of a wealthy merchant! Church personnel hold high status, enjoy a good reputation, and generally do not forbid marriage for most positions...

As for Donald, he is more interested in transcendent power, and the Church of the Goddess of Light certainly possesses such information, though it requires a certain status and merit. Is that why he is so eager to build a connection with me?

Sulu feels no anger at being utilized.

At best, this can only be considered a case of each getting what they need.