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Chapter 51: Pay Me More to Do the Work

Wen Hui and Jun Changkong lay motionless on the ground.

No one dared to help them. These fourth and fifth-grade students stood obediently in their original positions.

This scene was quite comical.

Cheng Han's gaze swept over the group and pointed out three students. He calmly ordered, "Wu Yiming, Ding Long, Bian Hu, take them to the infirmary."

He paused and added, "You guys stay in the infirmary to take care of them, understood?"

Wen Hui and Jun Changkong were not seriously injured. They would wake up after lying down for a while. Cheng Han just wanted to get rid of these few people.

"Understood!"

The three of them obediently responded and each supported one of the unconscious students, dragging them towards the door.

Although they were senior students in the fifth grade, they didn't dare to disobey the orders of the third-grade students.

The strength of Wen Hui and Jun Changkong was enough to rank in the top five of the preparatory class, but they were sent flying so far with just one move. How could they have the courage to resist?

The remaining dozen or so students were greatly astonished.

Lan Lou had four major factions, with Jing Jiuxiao and Jun Changkong as the leaders of two of them. Of course, Jing Jiuxiao was already a thing of the past, and Wen Hui wanted to establish his own faction, which was why he stood up for Ren Yong.

There was another faction led by Wu Yiming, and another faction led by the "Dragon Tiger Brothers," Ding Long and Bian Hu.

In other words, Cheng Han directly expelled all the leaders of the four major factions from Lan Lou.

But the problem was, only the students who had been here for a few months understood the ins and outs of this. This junior student had only been in the preparatory class for two days, so how did he know about this?

For a moment, the gazes of the onlookers became even more awed and respectful.

As their footsteps gradually faded away, the hall fell into silence.

Cheng Han finally broke the silence. "I really want to know, did you all work so hard to condense the Source Sensation Mark and enter Lan Lou, which is admired by all the students, just to join a faction?"

The situation in Lan Lou reminded him of certain student associations in another time and space, where internal factions caused chaos and confusion.

This was truly a heart-wrenching question.

Everyone's faces were filled with embarrassment.

Cheng Han looked puzzled. "I really can't understand. Even if you have a position in a faction, what's the use in the end?

"I'm a newcomer in the preparatory class, I haven't joined a faction for a day, but on my first day in Lan Lou, I became the class leader, and on the second day, I beat Wen Hui and Jun Changkong to the point where they were searching for their teeth on the ground.

"And you senior students who are always in factions, have to obediently listen to my orders. Is this the whole meaning of joining a faction for you?"

This statement was even more heart-wrenching.

Some students couldn't bear to look at Cheng Han and lowered their heads.

Cheng Han changed his tone. "Do you know why the two vice principals despise this situation of factions running rampant?"

No one spoke up.

Cheng Han suddenly raised his voice. "Because they are retired soldiers from the Black Armor Army, they have experienced real battles, and they know better than anyone else that strength is the greatest reliance!"

Cheng Han cursed, "When you face powerful Divine Cultists and terrifying monsters, factions, relationships, and other things are worth less than shit!

"When you should be working hard to cultivate, you're playing these boring faction games here. That's why Principal Jing Long calls you idiots."

The dozen or so students present fell silent.

Cheng Han suddenly pointed at someone. "Di Guanjun, will you still join a faction in the future?"

Di Guanjun was shocked and shook his head repeatedly. "No, I won't."

A cold sweat broke out on his back.

In the eyes of others, it seemed like Cheng Han randomly pointed at someone, but Di Guanjun understood that he did indeed want to take over this faction after Wu Yiming graduated.

How did this junior student know about this?

It was too uncanny!

Cheng Han nodded. "Very well!"

He looked around and said in a calm tone, "Starting today, if I find anyone forming cliques, I will beat them up on sight!"

Everyone was filled with awe.

This junior even dared to say he would beat up Wen Hui and Jun Changkong. No one believed he couldn't do it.

Cheng Han waved his hand and said, "Let's start free training."

Everyone quickly started moving.

No one dared to be lazy.

Nor did anyone dare to procrastinate.

Cheng Han watched this scene and muttered to himself, "I have achieved this much, which is worth the monthly allowance of fifty silver coins."

Is it the responsibility of third-year students to discipline a group of fourth and fifth-year students?

I have taken on a burden that shouldn't be carried at this age. If Scarface wants me to do more, he must pay more!

*

Six o'clock in the evening.

The sky had completely darkened.

The energy-saving lamp in the vice principal's office was still on.

At this moment.

Two retired soldiers were having a drink facing each other.

According to the rules, drinking was prohibited within the school grounds, but the vice principal's position was superior. After school, no one would say anything about him relaxing like this.

"Sip!"

Gu Jinglong took a sip of strong liquor and asked, "Have you heard about what happened at Lanlou?"

Yan Dongting nodded, "Of course!"

Jun Changkong is one of the influential figures on campus. It's not a small matter that he was knocked unconscious. Both vice principals are astute individuals. How could they not be aware?

Gu Jinglong looked appreciative, "When I appointed Cheng Han as the class monitor, I only wanted him to be a troublemaker. I didn't expect that in just two days, he would suppress the situation."

"These methods are fast, ruthless, and precise. He has a perfect sense of timing. This kid is truly talented."

Scarface, the vice principal, sighed again, "I always try to evaluate Cheng Han from a higher perspective, but the fact proves that I have repeatedly underestimated him."

Yan Dongting chuckled and didn't respond, just taking a sip of strong liquor.

On this old face of his, there was a sense of self-satisfaction.

Gu Jinglong glanced at his colleague and said enviously, "You made a fortune with the signing bonus of one hundred and fifty silver coins and the monthly subsidy of eighty silver coins!"

At first, Scarface thought his colleague had lost his mind when he heard about this astonishing price.

During the first training session, he made a small move to test the waters, only then realizing that his colleague had a very accurate eye.

Now, Scarface is willing to offer double or even triple the price to sign Cheng Han for the Fifth Battalion of the Black Armor Army.

Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back.

Yan Dongting leisurely said, "A true genius is like a hidden blade in a cloth bag. They can easily reveal their talent without exerting any effort. I was just lucky enough to see it first."

Gu Jinglong took a big gulp and said, "It's true that he's a genius, but I've never seen a genius who demands more money at every turn in my life!"

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

Yan Dongting continued, "In my personal opinion, there is a ninety percent chance that Cheng Han can take that step."

Gu Jinglong paused for a moment and asked, "The Xuan Shi?"

Yan Dongting nodded, "Approximately one in fifty-six soldiers can be promoted to Xuan Shi. With Cheng Han's talent, it shouldn't be difficult for him to become a Xuan Shi in the future."

Gu Jinglong's expression showed longing, but he didn't comment, saying, "Let's observe for now."

The average lifespan of an ordinary person is less than sixty years. After becoming a soldier, they can live to just over a hundred years old. And once they cultivate into a powerful Xuan Shi, their maximum lifespan can reach two hundred years.

Who wouldn't want to become a Xuan Shi?

But it's easier said than done.

Over the years, have there been few geniuses in the Black Armor Army? Among them are young geniuses who have become famous, but there are still plenty of people who are stuck at that insurmountable barrier.

(End of this chapter)