Chapter 747: Chapter 520 News of the Strongest Rank Competition
“By the way, Mu Fan, I have an ungracious request, I beg you to share the information about the Zeg with me,” Lu Qingxue respectfully bowed as she stood firm.
“What are you doing? I was planning to talk about this anyway.”
Mu Fan gestured for Lu Qingxue to sit down, then he sat up straight himself before he began to speak.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Qingxue’s eyes lit up.
When she heard Mu Fan detail the elaborate architecture of the Zeg, ranging from the smallest Beetles to the giant Plasma Worms, and even the super gigantic Corruptors, Lu Qingxue was utterly astounded.
From Mu Fan’s narration, she envisioned a huge systemic structure of the Zeg Clan.
However, the last sentence Mu Fan spoke jolted her awake.
“Yet, it seems these are still just the tip of the iceberg of the Zeg Clan.”
“How do you know this?”
Mu Fan waved his hand: “I’ve signed a non-disclosure agreement. It’s not a problem if it’s just you, but since this is information your family needs, I’d rather not say more.”
“Okay, I understand. Regarding the information you just provided, since I am here on behalf of my family to exchange information, please state your request.”
“Request? Do you mean the information I need?”
“Not just that, we can also exchange physical items.”
“There’s no need for that, I’m just really curious why your family wants information on the Zeg Clan.”
Lu Qingxue hesitated for a moment, then said: “Because in the vicinity of my family’s residence, we’ve also spotted the presence of the Zeg, not just one planet, but a planet and seven satellites.”
This finally made Mu Fan frown.
Something was incorrect. The discussions he had heard earlier about the Zeg were somewhat peculiar, and now the Zeg were appearing near Lu Qingxue’s family, too.
As someone imbued with Ghost Energy, Mu Fan instinctively felt a sense of crisis about this mortal enemy.
Scratching his chin, Mu Fan pondered the deeper implications behind the movements of the Zeg Clan.
Should he make a trip to Planet 131 soon?
After all, it was a ticking time bomb.
“Any questions?”
Lu Qingxue asked curiously.
“Oh, no, just feeling something is off. These creatures weren’t supposed to have such a wide distribution. Now appearing in many regions, there’s always a bad premonition. Remind your family to be cautious.”
“Mm.”
At this moment, on the public network portal of Blue Capital Star, a stream of data triggered the boundary program set by Black.
“Querying target individual: Mu Fan?”
In the virtual space, a gigantic light screen unfolded in front of Black, with countless streams of data cascading down, as Black muttered to himself, “Fan, it seems someone from an external network has come to Blue Capital Star to look for your information; this really is interesting.”
Data filtering, identifying the source of the data stream.
Identifying multiple relay points, now eliminating them.
Scanning interstellar server logs, locking onto the target.
“Grey Forest Star? Isn’t that the chaotic no-man’s-land?”
“Matching hot information, found 68174 targets, now filtering…”
“Night Teeth Team’s main vessel docking records?”
“Blood Teeth, code 127? A death order from Night Teeth?”
“The target of the death order… Mu Fan.”
The information ceased to scroll, and the screen vividly locked onto a pinned post on the mercenary forum section of Grey Forest Star.
Buzz~
Buzz~
Mu Fan’s wristband suddenly vibrated, catching the attention of Lu Qingxue across from him.
“Something wrong?”
“No worries, just a notification about someone coming,” Mu Fan said with a smile as he glanced at his wristwatch.
At such close range, Lu Qingxue, a Swordsmanship Master, could hear the sound in Mu Fan’s ears, so Black chose this method to communicate with Mu Fan.
Although Mu Fan didn’t understand why Black was doing this, he certainly understood.
Lu Qingxue did not ask any more questions.
When the private spaceship with a white paint job returned to Dingchuan Academy in the evening, Mu Fan suddenly realized he had become the subject of pointing and whispering on the street.
The quiet discussions did not escape his ears.
“Isn’t that the guy from today’s forum?”
“Yes, a freshman who managed to win over our academy’s Valkyrie, absolutely unbeatable.”
“I don’t even think he’s that handsome…”
Mu Fan frowned, listening to the surrounding chatter. How had everything changed just from being away for half a day?
Following Lu Qingxue to the Swordsmanship Club, the first thing Bing Su said when she saw them was, “Why did you two come back today!”
Then, she rushed forward, grabbing Lu Qingxue’s hand, looking her over from left to right.
This left Mu Fan both amused and exasperated.
Lu Qingxue turned her head, looking at Mu Fan, “Come inside with me?”
Mu Fan nodded, then Lu Qingxue patted Bing Su’s shoulder, indicating for the ponytailed beauty to let go and talk while walking.
Mu Fan, dressed in a suit that was normal in the front and tattered in the back, followed behind the two women.
“Your uniform is in the inner room. I’ll change here first and then go get the fruit,” Lu Qingxue said to Mu Fan, then closed the door of her own club president’s office for him.
After the thick metal door closed, Bing Su widened her eyes in shock at Lu Qingxue, “Sister Xue, you’re actually letting him change clothes in the president’s office? And why did you choose him to go with you?”
Lu Qingxue had already walked to the corner to a password-protected cabinet, entered the code, and took out a travel bag. Hearing this, she looked toward Bing Su.
“Because I can’t do it without him.”
That single sentence contained too much that Lu Qingxue wanted to say but ultimately only made the lively, beautiful Bing Su nod blankly.
“By the way, Sister Xue, Wan’er just sent insider news. The academy is going to redo the individual strength rankings soon. It seems the higher-ups are preparing for the new inter-academy exchange competition. Are you still going to compete like usual?”
A contemplative look flashed across Lu Qingxue’s cool face, and then she nodded, humming affirmatively.
“I’ll pass the usual registration details to Wan’er then, Sister Xue is entering the individual competitions, excluding the Mecha ones.”
Bing Su joyfully clenched a fist. The Swordsmanship Club was going to make an appearance in the academy exchange competition again. Sister Xue is invincible!
At that moment, Mu Fan, who had just changed back into his academy uniform, appeared at the doorstep, looking at the two women in the training ground.
“I’ve changed.”
“Here are 20 fruits. You need them even more now.” Lu Qingxue, wearing a white coat, stood in front of Mu Fan with the travel bag, looking striking.
“Then I won’t be polite.”
Hearing the number 20, Mu Fan subconsciously swallowed and grinned.
Lu Qingxue nodded and handed over the travel bag with a light scent emanating from her.
This caused Bing Su, standing nearby, to look on doubtfully. This was just too unusual.
Sister Xue seems to be unusually nice to Mu Fan!
Mu Fan…
Hmph!
Damn “Shura,” that damn iron Mecha.
Watching Mu Fan’s retreating figure, the lively beautiful girl’s eyes filled with resentment.
Moments later, Mu Fan, carrying a large travel bag, walked out of the Swordsmanship Club. After walking some distance, Mu Fan finally spoke:
“Black, what happened just now?”
“Mu Fan, the Night Teeth Team has issued a Death Order for you,” Black’s voice sounded in his ear.
Mu Fan’s expression remained unchanged, carrying the large travel bag, “And then?”
“This Death Order has set a timeframe. You must die within 60 days.”
Mu Fan paused, now walking inside the long, shady corridor with nobody around for fifty meters.
“They’ve scheduled my death? Hahaha… who do they think they are?” Mu Fan, carrying the travel bag, sneered.
“Yes, they are a bunch of idiots,” Black angrily agreed.
“Just as well saves me the trouble of looking for them. Increase surveillance, ignore the rest,” Mu Fan casually resumed walking.
“Sixty days… What if I’m not dead by then?”
Mu Fan, carrying the travel bag and shrouded in a deadly aura, disappeared into the corridor.
…
The next day, a piece of news began to spread among the students and soon overshadowed the rumors about Mu Fan and Lu Qingxue.
When Mu Fan, contently rubbing his stomach, walked out of the academy cafeteria, he overheard a very timely discussion.
“It’s almost October, this year’s academy strength ranking competition is about to begin.”
Strength ranking competition?
Mu Fan, hearing this term, walked past in confusion while the group continued to whisper.
“Jellos, aren’t you going?”
“Not going.”
“Sambique, how about you?”
“I want to go. Just making it to the reserve team would give me bragging rights with my girlfriend—being a member of one of the Four Great Colleges teams! Sounds cool, doesn’t it? Hahaha.”
Hearing this, Mu Fan walked away directly. With so much going on, he had no interest in such competitions.
Rankings?
Can rankings be eaten?
Mu Fan quickly dismissed this and went on his way, unaware that at that very moment, atop the summit platform of Dingchuan Academy, numerous professors who usually never crossed paths were sitting around a huge circular table, fiercely arguing about this competition.
And Mu Fan’s name was prominently featured in their heated discussions.