But immediately afterwards, Mu Fan helplessly spread his hands.
"Instructor, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to go this time because of some very special reasons."
The Flying Dragon, Squad S are all top-secret, and his trip to asteroid 131 had long been arranged; the information from Shadow Base and Shura far surpassed that of the Thunderhawk.
He wouldn't possibly have time to participate in one mecha ranking match after another.
"What's the matter!?"
"Sorry, Instructor Bach, this special reason is known to Instructor Ruan and is in a confidential phase, and it is not subject to my wishes; I really don't have the time to fight match after match." He had experienced the overbearing style of the Flying Dragon's members, hence he said earnestly at this moment.
Beside him, Lu Qingxue, her beautiful eyes staring at Mu Fan, thought she understood Mu Fan, but now she felt the mist around him growing thicker, and his current refusal seemed very firm.
This was really too much.
Bach recalled how he had earnestly argued at the high-level Council session at the academy, and his heart ached.
No, this kid absolutely couldn't get away!
This year they, Ding Chuan, couldn't lose again.
Looking again at this youth exuding a threatening aura, Bach felt determined.
No pain, no gain!
"Mu Fan, you say you don't have time for those ranking matches, so what if you only need to appear during the academy matches, would you do it?"
Mu Fan hesitated, struggling to say, "I really..."
"If you agree, I will persuade the academy to set a designated credit task for you. Just for participation, you get a guaranteed 3 credits, with an additional 2 credits for each victory!"
"If you agree, you can skip the ranking matches and we'll directly give you a reserve member status, no need for starting appearances, just show up at crucial moments."
"If you agree, I can promise that the academy will provide you with strong support for these two months, and all disputes you encounter will be handled by the academy, whether with the military or government, without you lifting a finger."
Bach didn't know when he began speaking, the freshman's heart suddenly began beating uncontrollably.
Mu Fan looked solemnly at Bach, his serious expression almost making Bach's eyebrows twist again.
A faint, firm voice came through...
"Instructor, I'm in!"
Bach's gaze was complex; he suddenly felt as though he had lived years in reverse, so he pressed down on Mu Fan with an irrefutable attitude, then laughed heartily as he slapped him hard.
No, slapping Mu Fan's shoulders one after another.
He had to vent the frustration inside him, this kid was a typical case of no rabbit, no eagle.
"Well done, Mu Fan, you really match up to your cheap master, I look forward to it! Hahaha."
Mu Fan silently endured those heavy hits, feeling that Instructor Bach was showing signs of madness.
Anger hurts the body, a saying he often heard while serving as a sparring partner on Loga Star.
Better to peacefully continue being a sparring partner.
The three conditions Bach mentioned scratched two of his itchy spots.
That credit task directly breached Mu Fan's psychological defenses—the extremely high credit bonus, adding 2 credits for each victory, excited Mu Fan who had experienced the difficulty of earning credits, his eyes almost glowing green.
The last promise, equivalent to the academy using its significant strength to help Mu Fan through a stable two months, during which, while temporarily needing him, it would serve as his huge protective umbrella.
All disputes will be pressed down?...
Mu Fan couldn't help but ponder for a moment; if that were the case, it seemed he could confidently go and do some things.
Beside him, Lu Qingxue's face showed an indescribable expression, the youth who had been so resolute a moment ago now seemed to have completely lost his principles.
A strange feeling almost overflowed in her heart.
Mu Fan accidentally glanced back, only to see the conflicted expression on the cold Lu Qingxue, and his face turned red.
Should he have first declined before accepting?
Mu Fan fell into deep contemplation.
After Bach left, a message calling for an urgent senior-level meeting was issued by Bach, causing a stir among the academy's upper echelons moments later.
Information about the massacre in the D5 area!
Countless floating cars, aircraft began to arrive at the top of Mount Gaidu.
Watching the high-ranking academy members gather again, a gleam shone in Bach's eyes.
"Instructor Bach, what do you mean by using your authority this time?"
An impatient middle-aged professor looked towards the tail of the oval table where only Bach sat alone, Lindberg was absent!
"Look at this document."
5 minutes later...
Everyone was silent.
It was the deputy dean, Horace, who finally pushed his glasses, looked around at everyone, and then at Bach, letting out a sigh: "Youth to be feared indeed."
But others had different views, "Instructor Bach, what exactly are you trying to convey with this action?"
Killing a Level 5 peak mutant, the Gas Rubber Man—Morris.
The power that Mu Fan suddenly exhibited left the instructors from the Fighting Department almost speechless as they viewed the records.
The video showed speed that surpassed human limits and finger techniques that completely broke through ultimate defenses, something they had never seen before.
A powerful humanoid weapon, a Martial Arts Grandmaster!
That was the evaluation the instructors from the Fighting Department gave Mu Fan.
Did Morris now want to reintroduce his earlier proposal?
"I want to say, I was wrong before."
Ah!?
Everyone was stunned; they never expected Bach to say such a thing.
"I was terribly wrong."
Bach continued to shake his head, which completely baffled the others.
Weren't you the one always clamoring to recommend this student, and now that we have seen the records, why are you continuously disparaging yourself?
"Instructor Bach, do you have some thoughts about your proposal to recommend student Mu Fan?" a vice dean in charge of logistics and financial work speculated.
Bach heavily shook his head, looked at his colleagues who had rejected him the day before, and finally spoke, "I had no idea that he hadn't participated in any ranking competitions!"
"Neither in Mecha nor in Fighting, student Mu Fan didn't register for any!"
The instructors from the Fighting Department stared blankly at Bach.
This answer shocked them to their core.
"Doesn't he know what an honor that represents?" a senior instructor from the Fighting Department exclaimed excitedly as he stood up.
"He knows, but he didn't have time because he had confidential matters to attend," Bach shrugged. "He declined my invitation, meaning he truly did not want to register for the competition, let alone represent the academy in official battles."
"How can he do this!"
"How can he disregard the honor of Ding Chuan?"
At that moment, the surrounding instructors, including colleagues from the Mecha Academy, stared dumbfounded at the passionate Fighting Department instructors.
Had these people gone mad?
They hadn't lost their minds; the video was enough to explain everything.
So, now they were frantically altering their decisions in support.
They had even started to prepare to contact the dean privately about whether to allow this student to change his major.
Seeing everyone's reaction, a smile finally appeared on Bach's face. "However, I laid out three conditions, and he agreed to join the competition in a special form."
"What are the conditions?"
Bach struggled to smile and then laid his three promises on the table.
"The first one involves expanding the authority granted to you as senior instructors, which is a special exemption."
"The second one involves normal contractual content."
"The third one involves normal exchange of duties; the academy is obliged to guarantee the student's safety."
"So…"
"We from the Fighting Department support the above three conditions and welcome student Mu Fan to represent the Fighting Department in combat!"
Several burly old men spoke simultaneously.
Bach's eyes widened; his plan was not supposed to unfold like this.
When did Mu Fan become a student of the Fighting Department?
"Wait a minute, I said he was to represent the Mecha Department, what are you doing!"
"This kid is so fierce, clearly a Martial Arts Grandmaster. It would be a waste not to join the Fighting Department," a few senior fighting instructors argued reasonably.
Seeing this, Bach was furious. How could they instantly act like the rowdy old man, Elder Ruan?
Have they all lost their shame?
"Several vice dean lords, you need to open your eyes, this student's fighting talent far surpasses his mecha talent."
"He participated in the Mecha Combat Competition!" Bach argued desperately.
"He didn't have actual combat this time…"
This time it was Vice Dean Horace who spoke, "Regarding this confidential matter, I happen to understand some aspects of it. Everyone should stop guessing blindly. If this student successfully completes the confidential event, then I will approve the proposal for him to join the Mecha team without testing."
But there was a condition that the confidential event needed to be completed.
It must be simple for Mu Fan...
At that moment, Bach was overwhelmed with excitement; he had finally achieved something for Mu Fan.
Kid, you have to do it this time, hahaha!