Chapter 438: Chapter 436: Let’s Just Fight
Seeing the group approach, Little Fatty and the others weren’t the only ones surprised—even Lin Xinghai was a bit taken aback.
"Brother Lin, you’re finally here," Yan Feijie said, stepping forward first with a warm expression.
Lin Xinghai looked them over, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"It looks like you got extorted pretty badly and were too afraid to go over, so you were waiting specifically for me to talk things over?" Lin Xinghai said. It was the only explanation. After all, every single one of them was in the top ten of the Credit Points rankings and had secured a spot as a Special Class Student.
Yan Feijie looked a bit awkward, having his intentions seen through right away.
He swallowed the long speech he had prepared and got straight to the point. "That’s right. We’re out of options. To be honest, I’d heard about this kind of unwritten rule and was mentally prepared for it, but they’re being too ruthless this time. We can’t accept it."
"That’s why we came to see if you had any ideas, Brother Lin. After all, we’re all Special Class Students." As he spoke, he glanced over at Liu Miaomiao, Little Fatty, and the others.
The implication couldn’t have been clearer: they were all in the same boat now.
"Too ruthless? What are their terms?" Lin Xinghai asked, his curiosity piqued.
"For us Special Class Students, they demand 1,000 Credit Points just to let us pass. But you have to understand, this is only the freshman registration desk. We still have to report to the Academic Affairs Building and then go to the dorms for our assignments. They’ll definitely try to extort us at those places, too."
"By the time we’re done with all that, the 3,000 Credit Points we started with will be completely gone," Yan Feijie said, his voice heavy.
Lin Xinghai looked surprised. "Is it really that bad? In that case, what about the Special Class Students from previous years? Besides the top few who received extra Credit Points as a reward, wouldn’t everyone else have been extorted dry?"
"It wasn’t like this in past years. At most, they’d only extort three or four hundred Credit Points."
Yan Feijie gave a bitter smile. "Ultimately, it’s all because of the anomaly in the Abyssal Passage. Not only was our assessment a disaster, but the military also suffered extremely heavy losses."
"A large portion of that lost manpower will be replenished by students from East Sea Academy. So this time, it’s not just the fourth-years going on their internships; the third-years have to go as well."
"Because of that, the second-year students are feeling a much greater sense of urgency. They might only have one year left to get stronger."
"So, they’ve turned their attention to us. After all, getting Credit Points from us is much easier than going out on missions."
After hearing Yan Feijie’s explanation, Lin Xinghai finally understood the situation and sank into thought.
Meanwhile, Yan Feijie and the others watched Lin Xinghai, their expressions a mixture of hope and anxiety.
They knew for a fact that they had no way of fighting a Blood and Qi Realm Martial Artist, who was an entire major realm above them.
But they felt that if Lin Xinghai went all out, he could do it. As for how much he could accomplish, that was anyone’s guess.
"I can agree to help you, but it won’t be for free," Lin Xinghai said with a smile. "How about this: you each give me 1,000 Credit Points, and I’ll solve this problem for you."
Hearing this, Yan Feijie, Yuan Zheng, Hong Xiuyuan, and even Qiu Liang felt a strange sense of déjà vu. They couldn’t help but smile wryly.
They hadn’t even paid back the Credit Points they already owed Lin Xinghai, and now it looked like they were about to take on another debt.
"Brother Lin, 1,000 Credit Points is way too much!" Yan Feijie protested. "We’re all fellow students here! If you do this, how are you any different from those second-years?"
"Then how much do you think is appropriate?" Lin Xinghai asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
"I think 300... no, 500 Credit Points would be more appropriate. After all, we need to save some to improve our own strength."
"On top of that, I’ll owe you a favor, Brother Lin," Yan Feijie added, watching Lin Xinghai’s expression. "If you ever need my help with something in the future, as long as it’s within my power, I definitely won’t refuse."
"Alright, it’s a deal," Lin Xinghai said with a smile.
’To be honest, it was Yan Feijie’s last statement that interested Lin Xinghai more. A favor from one of these geniuses would surely be far more valuable than 500 Credit Points once they grew stronger.’
Seeing Lin Xinghai agree so quickly, Yan Feijie actually became a little suspicious.
After a pause, he said, "Results first, payment later."
"No problem," Lin Xinghai nodded.
This time, Yan Feijie no longer hesitated. And it wasn’t just him; Yuan Zheng, Hong Xiuyuan, and Qiu Liang—all of whom had been put in their place by Lin Xinghai before—also nodded in agreement one by one.
When Jiang Zijin and Qian Xingxiu saw this, they too agreed to the terms after a brief hesitation.
Lin Xinghai wasn’t surprised by their reactions. ’He would have been more surprised if they *hadn’t* made the right choice.’
"Then let’s go!" With the matter settled, Lin Xinghai wasted no more words and led the group directly toward the academy’s main gate.
Yan Feijie and the others had nothing more to say and silently followed him.
In truth, they were all curious to see what Lin Xinghai would do next.
Their group was, to put it mildly, the center of attention. As they moved forward, the gazes of all the new students were involuntarily drawn to them.
A hint of expectation crept into their eyes.
Regardless of who these students had been before, here, they were all being bullied. Now, seeing Lin Xinghai, they finally saw a glimmer of hope for payback.
As more and more new students fixed their gazes on Lin Xinghai’s group, the hushed whispers in the area gradually died down.
This collective stare from the freshmen naturally caught the attention of the second-year students at the registration desk. Some looked curious, others intrigued, but most of them wore expressions like wolves eyeing a fat sheep.
"We’re here to register," Lin Xinghai said as he arrived at the freshman registration desk under everyone’s watchful eyes. His tone was even, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Of course. Please present your student card," replied the student in charge of registration, a pleasant, warm smile on his face.
Both sides were so cordial that the scene felt strangely eerie.
Lin Xinghai said nothing more, simply taking out his student card and handing it over.
"Well, well, a Special Class Student, no less!" the registrar said as he started the process. But his hands quickly paused, and a troubled expression appeared on his face.
"Sigh... the system’s acting up again. You Special Class Students are the chosen ones, after all! Your registration process is especially troublesome, not like the other students..."
"Enough." Lin Xinghai cut off his rambling. "I don’t have time to waste on you. Let’s not waste our breath on something we can settle with our fists."
"Let’s just have a match. If I lose, we’ll all pay the Credit Points. If I win, you can stop your damn yammering."
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