Flagging

After a full night of discussion, Ajak and the other two finally reached an agreement.

They would not throw away the Magnet Fragment for now, but they could not carry it around with them.

Nor could they drip any more blood onto the Magnet Fragment.

As for what they would ultimately do with the Magnet Fragment, that would have to wait until they completed their physical examinations.

If none of their organs showed any abnormalities, then the Magnet was worth studying.

But if anything was wrong with their bodies, they would have to destroy the Magnet Fragment without hesitation.

"Morning, you three!"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Early that morning, Lu Zhan left his room with his stomach growling and ran into Ajak and the other two again.

As a warm, friendly neighbor, Lu Zhan naturally had to say hello.

"Good morning, Lu Zhan. We slept pretty soundly last night, right through until dawn."

"Judging by how you look, you must have been sleeping quite well these past two days."

Ajak glanced at the positively radiant Lu Zhan. His bald neighbor had been so full of vigor these past two days that he practically had energy spilling out of him.

Of course, Ajak knew that their screams last night must have disturbed plenty of people.

But as long as they acted like nothing had happened and admitted nothing, what could anyone else do?

"Hahaha, I really have been feeling great lately."

"I'm definitely going to give everyone a surprise in today's Basic Combat lesson."

Seeing how utterly composed and unashamed the three of them were, Lu Zhan could not help admiring their thick skin.

Sure enough, there was something worth learning from the three guys who had managed to band together.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they headed for the cafeteria separately.

The starving Lu Zhan moved noticeably faster than the distracted trio.

Those three seem to be flagging a little!

If I weren't certain they were the only three people in Room 309 last night, I'd seriously suspect they were hiding some seductive vixen in there.

After charging into the cafeteria and digging into his food, Lu Zhan chewed his boiled meat while recalling his encounter with Ajak and the other two.

Of course, luck had nothing to do with his conveniently running into them that morning.

Lu Zhan had gotten up long ago and waited for the three of them to leave their room.

Doing so had certainly put his growling stomach through an ordeal.

But to make sure his neighbors would not suddenly go berserk and turn into something bizarre, Lu Zhan had no choice.

While talking to the trio face-to-face, Lu Zhan had used the Blood-Red Antenna's ability.

The good news was that none of them was radiating any evil signals.

The bad news-at least for the three of them-

Was that their cellular activity was at an unprecedented low, as though their bodies had been overdrawn.

That led Lu Zhan to conclude that the three screams last night had indeed come from these guys.

But they themselves had suffered negative effects as well.

I hope Ajak and the others can keep themselves under control.

If things keep getting worse and any ominous signs appear, they can't blame me for disregarding our ties as classmates and reporting them!

After wolfing down a huge bird egg, Lu Zhan put the trio out of his mind.

Today was the day he would show off and prove everyone wrong. He had to give it his all and could not let anything else distract him.

Basic Combat lessons were compulsory for students in the Basic Class.

Unlike Alchemy lessons, where they could sleep through class or even skip it altogether.

Every student had to attend Basic Combat lessons.

If anyone dared arrive late or skip class, Liu Chenghu, a firm believer in corporal punishment, would make them wish they were dead.

Unlike Lu Junhong's long-windedness or Su Yuyan's soothing warmth, Liu Chenghu's teaching style was quite direct: good students were beaten into shape.

Liu Chenghu brought a rubber baton to every lesson.

If a student's posture failed to meet his standards, he would swing his baton and correct it on the spot.

Unfortunately, as a newcomer without much talent for combat, Lu Zhan had received more than his share of Liu Chenghu's "special attention."

It was so embarrassing that Lu Zhan would not even mention it in his diary.

But today was different.

Thud, thud, thud, thud!

With confident, steady strides, Lu Zhan entered the training ground.

Quite a few students had already gathered there.

But Lu Zhan knew that the first person to arrive must have been Liu Chenghu.

That was how the man always conducted his classes.

"Oh? Finally found some strength in those legs?"

"Looks like you ate pretty well in that Gourmet Appreciation Class!"

Lu Zhan's swaggering entrance finally caught Liu Chenghu's attention.

Deep down, Liu Chenghu thought quite highly of this newly enrolled bald youth and admired him.

He might never hold back during lessons, beating Lu Zhan until he grimaced in pain.

But that was only to loosen his muscles and limber up a body that had been stiff for eighteen years.

Though these methods were somewhat brutal, they were the distilled essence of Liu Chenghu's more than ten years of teaching experience.

Faced with this sort of instruction, most students obeyed physically while inwardly resisting, or even nursing resentment.

But Lu Zhan was different. All Liu Chenghu sensed from this bald youth was an abundance of fighting spirit.

Under Liu Chenghu's scrutiny, Lu Zhan met his gaze without the slightest fear.

From his previous life to this one, Lu Zhan had suffered very little hardship.

The only suffering he had endured in this life had come at Liu Chenghu's hands.

His determination to master Basic Combat was not merely about proving that he could do it.

More importantly, he wanted to openly and honorably repay every blow Liu Chenghu had given him someday.

Lu Zhan was not a petty man, but he always "repaid a kindness."

"Lu Zhan, very good. Your steps are much steadier and stronger than before."

"You're looking more energetic, too!"

"I'm pleased to see you make such progress."

"I hadn't originally intended to let you participate in today's Combat Class."

"But your persistence and hard work have earned you this opportunity."

"Lu Zhan, Graham, Liu Shuang... the twenty of you, come with me to

move some things."

"Today, I'm taking you out for a Combat Class."

Feeling Lu Zhan's intense fighting spirit, Liu Chenghu grew more and more satisfied.

As for Lu Zhan's modest improvement, he had heard it in his footsteps before the youth even entered the training ground.

His progress was admittedly a little fast-fast enough to surprise even him.

But ultimately, it was all thanks to his excellent teaching.

Huh?

I haven't even shown off yet, and old Liu's already praising me.

Old Liu might have a vicious hand, but he's got a sharp eye, too!

So he's already acknowledged that I'm a combat genius?

Ever since Lu Zhan had started taking Basic Combat lessons, he had never seen Liu Chenghu praise anyone.

Although the praise just now had been rather "restrained," it was still a first.

For a moment, Lu Zhan did not know whether to feel happy or disappointed.

After all, his plan to show off and prove everyone wrong had lost its meaning before it even began.