Ninth class citizen

Chapter 127 Goodbye, Jelly Ball Monster

After doing all these things, Nan Rong yawned loudly, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

I saw the light green jelly ball again in my dream.

It opened its big watery eyes and deliberately pretended to be cute and adorable, as if it wanted to curry favor with itself by taking advantage of the credit for removing the hacker's control.

Nan Rong sneered in his heart. How could such a small favor possibly sway his mind?
Nothing works, the alien monsters must die!
Although he went to bed very late, Nan Rong felt refreshed when he got up.

Especially in the second half of the night, she caught the jelly ball monster in her dream, rolled it into a ball, flattened it, and dealt with it in various ways. Seeing the little monster shed countless light green tears, she felt refreshed.

The free buffet breakfast makes this comfort even more comfortable.

Nan Rong ate three full plates of natural scrambled eggs, an enema meal and whole wheat bread, and drank two bottles of natural stone-skinned animal milk before he stopped eating.

At 8:00 a.m., everyone's wrist terminals, including those of the instructor team, were confiscated and replaced with uniformly distributed communicators.

Each school team has its own channel where they can communicate with each other, and also provide point-to-point communication with other school team members by adding friends.

But no matter who it is, no one can contact the outside world anymore.

Nan Rong was about to take off his old and faded wrist terminal when he suddenly had an idea.

She sank directly into the star network, and the menu interface of the intelligent computer appeared in her field of vision.

"I know you can hear me." She said with her mind, "Come out, let's talk."

There was a slight fluctuation in the field of vision, and a light green light slowly flashed.

Nan Rong tried to soothe his tone: "Don't be afraid. You have helped me several times, and I know you have no intention of harming anyone. Let's talk calmly - you can't keep hiding from me."

A few seconds later, the intelligent computer interface in Nan Rong's field of vision disappeared, and was replaced by a meadow full of flowers, blue sky, white clouds and light breeze, which was very comfortable and pleasant.

A flower tree quickly grew in front of Nan Rong and produced a huge flower bud.

The flower bud slowly opened, and the light green jelly ball that had appeared in Nan Rong's dreams several times sat inside, blinking its big eyes and smiling shyly at Nan Rong.

Nan Rong didn't say anything, but stared at it intently, with no sign of joy or anger.

Jelly Dumpling's heart was in his throat, and he mustered up the courage to say, "Hello."

Its voice is as tender as a child's: "I am."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Rong had already disappeared from the sight of the jelly dumpling.

"Huh?" Jelly Dumpling was puzzled.

But it soon witnessed the viciousness and cruelty of human nature.

This fictional world was completely shattered the next moment.

Nan Rong had a stern look on his face, and in front of the staff who came to collect the intelligent computer, he crushed the old wrist terminal.

She used all her strength, and the intelligent computer terminal, from the shell to the parts, was completely turned into fine powder.

The staff was startled by her sudden action.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you have any opinions about our organizing committee?"

Nan Rong's eyes were cold, and so was his voice.

"No. I just suddenly felt it was outdated and wanted to replace it with a new one."

She asked the staff for an insulated bottle specially used for storing waste materials and waste liquids, poured the fine sand-like particles into it, tightened the lid, packed it in a special isolation bag, and threw it into a trash can marked with a special classification mark. The garbage classified into this trash can will be carefully transported to a high-temperature resistant spacecraft and launched far into the stars of the galaxy, where it will be turned into ashes under high temperatures, with no possibility of leakage and pollution.

These days, old wrist-mounted terminals store a lot of personal data, so it's better to be cautious when destroying them.

But it is rare to see someone do something as extreme as Nan Rong did.

The staff looked at her strangely, thinking that the student had become a little abnormal due to the pressure of the competition.

But Nan Rong didn't have this kind of awareness. She took her new communicator and tied it to her wrist while showing a cold smile.

Who would sincerely make friends with a monster from another world and patiently listen to it introduce itself?
She just wanted to see if the monster was hiding inside her wrist terminal and whether she could isolate and destroy it through physical means.

The communicator was very clean, without any abnormality at all.

Nan Rong entered the sea of consciousness again and searched around, but did not find any changes.

The white jade door was tightly closed, and there was no trace of the jelly ball anywhere.

I hope it's really that easy and I can get rid of that monster completely.

The staff moved away from Nanrong, completed the collection and distribution work as quickly as possible, and quickly left the seventh dormitory building.

He didn't know why. There were obviously many people in the hall just now, and the room temperature was adjusted within a suitable range, but he felt a chill in his heart unconsciously, and his mind was filled with inexplicable grievance and sadness.

It’s like when I was a kid and I finally got a rainbow ice cream as a reward from my parents, but it fell to the ground before I could even put it in my mouth.

The reason why the ice cream fell was because his father pushed him for no reason.

Even facing his own tears, he did not explain or comfort, but laughed excitedly.

It was not until we entered the main building that this inexplicable emotion gradually disappeared.

The staff member was a little dazed. He was very sure that he had never had such a memory since he was a child.

Rainbow ice cream and my father's prank never existed.

Besides, he is already so old, and his character is becoming more mature and stable. How could he feel aggrieved for no reason?

Maybe I have been too busy arranging the competitions recently. It seems that I have to rest as soon as possible tonight.

The rules for the first stage of the group stage have been sent to the new communicator and everyone can see them.

The rule is simple: make money.

Extracting raw liquid, making components, repairing mecha, designing and making fashion jewelry, and even cooking delicious food, etc. can all be exchanged for money through the evaluation of the organizing committee, and the ranking will be determined by the final total income of each team.

This ranking will not only be included in the total score, but will also determine the order and amount of material distribution in the second phase.

The school teams of each school performed differently, some were calm, some were pleased, and some were worried.

But no matter what the reaction was, all the school teams immediately returned to their dormitory buildings and gathered for a meeting.

Vice Principal Lin looked pretty good.

“To be honest, the mentor team had guessed many possibilities before, but we really didn’t expect the first stage of the competition to be in this format.”

"Speaking of which, when it comes to making money, our students are the best at it. If we are allowed to contact the outside world or use commercial means, then we will definitely win. But everyone has read the rules, and those are all ineffective. We can only do it down to earth. This is a battlefield for non-combat professionals. Do you have any good opinions and suggestions?"

He turned his gaze to Haydn, who stood up and walked up to the podium.

(End of this chapter)