Outside the corridor, a sea of people crowded the hallway, leaving no room to breathe. A crowd of onlookers had formed an impenetrable wall.
If you looked closely, you'd see it wasn't just students; even many teachers were among the spectators. It couldn't be helped—class was about to start, yet hardly any students were in their classrooms.
One or two missing students would be one thing; they could just follow the normal school disciplinary procedures. But the problem was, more than half the students from a class were absent. How do you handle that by the book?
Haven't you heard the saying? "The law does not punish the multitude." It might sound like a rogue's excuse, but in many situations, it's true. When there are too many people, it becomes hard to judge.
With so few people in class, what's the point of teaching? The teachers might as well join the crowd and watch the drama.
However... it seemed they were a bit late. The outside was already packed solid. Unless you had Ye Cheng's superhuman physique to muscle through, or the young lady's "Conqueror's Haki" aura to clear a path, you'd be stuck honestly and properly watching from the outermost ring.
Sigh...
The scene seemed to have reached another stalemate. Even the murmurs and discussions had died down.
All eyes were fixed on the figures at the center: Shen Qinghan, Dongfang Zhixia, that unlucky fellow who had managed to offend both of them moments ago, and... Ye Cheng, who had tried to slip away into the crowd but was caught by the young lady and couldn't escape, now wearing a pained expression akin to the "shit-eating grin" from Fire Punch.
Even at a time like this, the young lady's mind was still so sharp. This... truly meant heaven was out to get him!
Ye Cheng felt like dying. He thought he could take advantage of the chaos to slip away. If you don't run when someone else is drawing fire, you really must have something wrong with your head.
If he could just slip away, surely it wouldn't be possible for the young lady and the Student Council President to catch him together, right?
If he were really that unlucky, what's the point of living? He might as well jump off somewhere. If that's not possible, cosplaying as a sunny doll (teru teru bōzu) isn't out of the question either. At least as a sunny doll, he'd have a complete corpse. If caught by these two young ladies now, he'd be chopped into mincemeat.
Though, the pieces might not be that big either...
Ye Cheng lowered his head to glance at the young lady's hand tightly clutching his clothes, then stealthily began pulling on his own garment with increasing force, hoping to free it unnoticed. That way, he could run backwards!
He really was a genius!
A little bit, a little more, a little more again, a little more again...
Just as Ye Cheng was immersed in the joy of his impending "golden cicada shedding its shell" escape...
Suddenly, without any warning, the young lady sharply turned her head, staring motionlessly at Ye Cheng, who was still there looking sneaky and secretly pleased with himself. She then looked down at the piece of Ye Cheng's clothes she was holding.
The young lady narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Ye Cheng. Cold sweat broke out on Ye Cheng's forehead. He didn't dare meet her gaze, putting on an "I know nothing" expression, turning his head to the side and even whistling, his guilt practically written on his face.
Shen Qinghan: "..."
Splat!
Ye Cheng: "..."
To prevent Ye Cheng from escaping, the young lady once again reinforced her "seal" on him.
After doing this, the young lady turned her head back to continue looking at Dongfang Zhixia, who still stood before her with an incredulous expression.
A moment earlier.
Dongfang Zhixia had snatched the other person's phone and was staring at the voting results and percentages displayed on it, utterly stunned... How? How could this be? Last night when she checked, she was ahead, and by an absolutely crushing margin. Why had it now changed to that self-righteous someone?
Quickly, Dongfang Zhixia noticed something odd.
The number of voters was off!
There are only about two or three thousand freshmen. Yesterday, the total votes combined were only around fifteen hundred, almost pulling in every freshman who was willing to participate!
The outcome was already decided. Even if the young lady managed to rally all the remaining freshmen, it would at most be a tie; she couldn't possibly surpass her.
What's more, she had even bought a few hundred votes herself!
And now... Dongfang Zhixia fell into silence looking at the over ten thousand votes shown on her phone supporting the young lady.
This was just blatant, not even pretending anymore. Where did these bots come from?!!!
So shameless!!!
Although she had inflated the votes first, she had only slightly expanded her advantage by a few hundred votes. Yet the other side directly produced over ten thousand votes. Is there no justice anymore?
Dongfang Zhixia's chest heaved with rising and falling emotions. Holding the phone, she turned around and confronted the young lady behind her, who was still clutching Ye Cheng and refusing to let go.
“Shen Qinghan, have you no shame? How many people are there in the whole school? You bought over ten thousand votes. Aren't you embarrassed?!”
Many people were seeing Dongfang Zhixia in this "flustered" state for the first time. After all, at school, Dongfang Zhixia always appeared composed and confident. Though somewhat proud, she had the capital to back it up.
In short, she was exceptionally perfect, at least on the surface with no obvious flaws. Naturally, scenes of her being angry and "flustered" like this were even rarer.
Over ten thousand votes?
A look of confusion appeared in Shen Qinghan's eyes, as if she didn't understand what the Student Council President before her was talking about. Beside the young lady, Ye Cheng, whose eyesight far exceeded 20/20, could clearly see what was displayed on the phone the Council President was holding.
It seemed to be a vote?
The interface was the school's confession wall... Let's see, what did it say?
[Shocking! Simp Transforms into Wolf Warrior; Dongfang Family's Young Lady, Current Student Council President Dongfang Zhixia, and Shen Family's Young Master Meet a "Tragic Fate"!]
Ye Cheng: "???"
This was the main headline within the post, the most eye-catching one. After reading the title, he was dumbfounded. What the hell? Slandering someone isn't done like this. You're completely leaving me no way out!
Opens with "Shocking!" and ends with "meet a tragic fate"... That opening line is classic old-school UC Department (sensationalist news) style!
Cold sweat poured down Ye Cheng's forehead, his face paling a few shades. What is all this? No, wait... This is clearly a setup by capital, right?
Who!
Who is messing with me?!!!
Come out! Let's duel!!!
I'll pound you into animal crackers!!!
Ye Cheng was furious, filled with rage. In his fury, he... got furious.
Hmm... and then that was it.
You can't possibly expect Ye Cheng to trace the IP, find the person who set him up, and turn them into animal crackers right now, can you?
He was about to explode here, likely to turn into animal crackers before the other guy... Better think first about how to survive this situation. As for the person who set him up... he'd remember!
Silently, Ye Cheng noted down the person who wrote this post in his little book of revenge. So shameless. You'd better hope I don't catch you!!!
Otherwise... you're going to have a real bad time.
The young lady briefly glanced at the post's content and the poll, then calmly said,
"I didn't know about this. You showing me now is how I found out. And also... you're quite ordinary."
The young lady delivered another "critical hit" to the Council President before her.
Ordinary...
Ordinary???
"Who are you calling average?" Dongfang Zhixia narrowed her eyes, her gaze turning unfriendly as she looked at the young lady before her. It was like this again... The young lady always managed to say things with a completely straight face that were exceptionally good at breaking one's defenses.
Dongfang Zhixia was by no means a hot-tempered fool; she could handle any situation with composure, except... when it came to the young lady and a certain inhuman individual.
The young lady was a sore point because ever since childhood, when Dongfang Zhixia had actively expressed a desire to be friends, the young lady hadn't even given the dear Student Council President the time of day—a fact the President had never forgotten.
As for Ye Cheng... that was simply inhuman. Even someone with as good a temperament as the young lady sometimes found her defenses broken by Ye Cheng, necessitating the use of her "special weapon" to sanction him.
Whether it was the young lady or Ye Cheng, they both seemed to have an attack bonus against the President. If the two of them teamed up, there was even an extra synergy effect... Yes, it really was just like drawing cards in a game.
The President was being treated like a boss to be fought.
The corner of the young lady's mouth lifted in a slight curve, seemingly mocking the President before her: "There are over two thousand new students in the school, and you account for fifteen hundred of them yourself. Isn't that ridiculous? Don't you have any idea how much you've been inflating your own numbers?"
"And besides, you are average."
Not forgetting to "add insult to injury" after finishing, the young lady delivered another critical hit to the President. Ye Cheng, standing to the side, was already sweating bullets... Damn it, who peed in my pants!
You are average...
Dongfang Zhixia: "???"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
