Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

Chapter 18: Chapter 16: A Plan to Move, Jia Wen’s Scheme

In addition to the daily settlement, there were also three pieces of intel each day.

This was his biggest source of new Cards every day.

Chen Chong examined them carefully.

[D-Level Intel: 500 meters to the southwest, there will be something.]

[B-Level Intel: Tomorrow afternoon, a wild male deer will pass under the wild kiwifruit tree.]

[A-Level Intel: Tomorrow, a bloody incident will occur by the river. A Blood-tooth Python and a Stone Claw Eagle will appear there.]

’Huh?’

After reading the intel clearly, Chen Chong’s heart jolted.

Today’s intel levels weren’t in the usual D, C, B order; a higher level had appeared.

’It seems the daily intel is random, and the higher the level, the more detailed it is.’

Chen Chong didn’t care about the D-Level intel.

It was the B-Level and A-Level intel that caught his attention.

The former directly informed him that prey would appear.

The latter was an even higher-level danger warning than yesterday’s Overlord Wolf incident.

’Blood-tooth Python?’

’Stone Claw Eagle?’

’Just hearing those names, you know they’re not simple. Could they be monstrous creatures like that Giant Catfish in the river?’

Chen Chong secretly made a decision. No matter what, he wouldn’t go near the river this evening.

"Brother Chong?"

Just then, Xu Jun’s voice pulled Chen Chong back from his thoughts.

"Didn’t you say yesterday that our dorm room is too small to get anything done, and you couldn’t use the Building Card you have? That you wanted to find a new place to live?"

Chen Chong nodded. He had indeed said that yesterday.

It wasn’t just because the dorm was small.

The most important factor was that the men’s dormitory building was full of too many different kinds of people.

In a world like this, after the transmigration, the privacy and security were far too low.

A place where all sorts of people could approach freely and with inadequate protective measures was not suitable for long-term development.

That’s why Chen Chong had been wanting to move, and why he had held off on using his Building Card.

"I’ve thought of a good place," Xu Jun said. "I just asked around, and it seems some teachers are selling rooms in the Teacher’s Apartments. They have everything from one-bedroom to three-bedroom units, but they’re asking for a lot in trade."

"The Teacher’s Apartments?"

Chen Chong murmured. He’d heard about them from the young man in sunglasses yesterday.

Because they were located in the park at the center of the school, aside from the better living environment, the units weren’t very large.

However, they hadn’t been caught up in the turf wars between the student council and the major clubs.

’At least, not yet...’

After all, an unprecedented group of nearly ten teachers were living there, and they had formed a temporary alliance. The average student wouldn’t dare try to encroach on their territory.

"The quality of the environment in the Teacher’s Apartments is much better than our dorm. They have separate rooms, the main doors are anti-theft, and most importantly, the surroundings are quiet enough that not many people go near. It fits your requirements perfectly, Brother Chong."

"It’s just that I heard those teachers are demanding too much. A lot of students thought about moving there but gave up because they couldn’t come up with enough items for the trade..."

"That’s understandable. It’s basically the best housing on campus, not much different from an apartment in a residential complex," Chen Chong replied.

Just then, Jia Wen, who had already changed into modern clothes, sidled over.

He was wearing a duckbill cap on his head and still holding that feathered fan in his hand.

According to him, wearing a hat was a strategist’s tradition. He was used to it and couldn’t think of good ideas without one.

"I have been listening for a while. My Lord, and you, sir, it seems you wish to move the capital?"

"Uh..." Chen Chong was taken aback. "It’s not as grand as moving the capital. We just want to change our living quarters. What’s on your mind?"

Jia Wen smiled. "It’s all the same. However, just as you said, sir, I am quite familiar with the matter of seizing territory. How about you allow me to present a strategy?"

At these words, Xu Jun’s eyes lit up.

"That’s right! How could I forget I have a strategist under my command? You’re the best at this kind of brain work. What’s your plan? Let’s hear it."

Jia Wen cleared his throat, seemingly preparing to deliver a grand oration.

Chen Chong and Wang Biao also looked over, wanting to hear what brilliant insight he had.

"AHEM..."

"I am untalented, but according to what my Lord and you, sir, have said, that territory known as the Teacher’s Apartments is occupied by about ten people. A huge amount of supplies must be traded to acquire a single residence."

"Though I only arrived last night, I have a general understanding of the current supply shortage. Therefore, I know that this is something that cannot be accomplished even if my Lord were to empty the national treasury. After much thought, I have come up with two ideas!"

"First: we plunder the rich gentry and merchants, using their hoarded grain to achieve our goals. With so many people at this school, and with Brother Wang Biao, myself, and the two of you, sirs, failure is impossible. We need only rob them a few dozen times, and we will surely find enough supplies. This will not harm the foundation of my Lord and you, sir."

Xu Jun’s eyes grew even brighter. "You mean... ’My neighbor hoards food, I hoard guns; my neighbor is my granary’?"

Jia Wen waved his feathered fan, looking profound and inscrutable. "My Lord is wise and understands at a glance. That is precisely it!"

Wang Biao, standing to the side, said nothing. It was unclear if he was speechless or just choosing to remain silent.

Chen Chong, however, covered his face with one hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

’What the hell kind of rotten idea is that?’

’Robbing our classmates for their supplies?’

’And robbing them dozens of times?’

’Are you trying to make us the public enemy of the entire school?’

’I’m afraid before we’ve even stolen enough supplies or gotten a new place, we’ll be collectively kicked out of the school!’

’No matter how good the four of us are at fighting, we can’t take on the thousands of people at this school.’

’Only an idiot like Xu Jun could be fooled by this...’

"Just stop. That plan is impossible. Hurry up and tell us the second idea."

"Very well." Seeing that Chen Chong disagreed, Jia Wen sighed, seeming a little disappointed.

"The second idea is also feasible. It will offend fewer people, be quicker to execute, and could net us more than just one house. If all goes smoothly, it is certain to make the entire Teacher’s Apartments complex belong to my Lord and you, sir."

"And... what method is that?" For some reason, a bad premonition welled up in Chen Chong’s heart.

Jia Wen smiled, full of confidence. "This strategy is to kill them and seize the city! We kill the ten or so people occupying the Teacher’s Apartments!"

"This strategy has two variations. If you and my Lord wish to establish your authority, you can simply execute them on the spot. This would be enough to intimidate the entire school and make everyone understand your might!"

"If you and my Lord wish to be discreet and not attract attention, then we lure them off-campus, kill and bury them in a deserted place, and then logically take over the Teacher’s Apartments. Absolutely no one will be the wiser!"

This time, not only did Wang Biao and Chen Chong fall silent, but even Xu Jun, who usually had a wild imagination, was left speechless.

Tricking people was one thing, but murder... wasn’t that a bit too serious?

It’s not like those people had done anything to them. There was no need to go to such extremes, right?

After a long time.

Chen Chong finally spoke.

"Back when you were a strategist, did you always come up with plans like this?"

Jia Wen replied, "In response to you, sir, I am well-read in the military texts on killing enemies and skilled in strategies of attack and slaughter. Naturally, these are the kinds of plans I devise. Do you find something improper, sir?"

"What was your success rate?" Chen Chong asked again.

Jia Wen thought for a moment and said, "Roughly seventy percent. For another twenty percent, the strategy failed, and I had to lead the troops to fight our way out."

Chen Chong: "..."

"From now on, you should probably focus more on strategies for internal governance. You should use these kinds of attack-and-slaughter strategies less around here... at least, we haven’t reached that point yet."

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