The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 357 What's wrong with drinking Snowbucks? Do you look down on me, Snow King?
It was a blood-red silkworm pupa that was nearly two meters long. The pupa was covered with countless fine threads, like blood-stained silk threads, wrapped up in layers upon layers.

The instructor walked to the bedside and reached out his hand towards the blood-red silkworm pupa on the bed from a distance.

His five fingers melted like water and turned into five long, blood-red tentacles that wrapped around the blood-red silkworm pupa on the bed.

The tentacles extending from his arm grew longer and longer, and the area wrapped around the silkworm pupa became larger and larger.

Sudden.

The space around the blood-red silkworm pupa distorted, and the more than two-meter-long pupa on the bed disappeared.

In just a short while, Song Mang had already ridden the head teacher to the back mountain.

Students from other classes had arrived, and colorful flashlight beams illuminated the woods behind the mountain.

The head of teaching handed Song Mang a flashlight and said, "This is the flashlight for Class E. The five colors, red, orange, yellow, green, and gray, represent the five classes A, B, C, D, and E respectively."

The competition hasn't officially started yet. You can find your class by the color of the flashlight; the students in that class are your teammates.

After saying all that, the head of the teaching department could have left, but he couldn't help but talk to Song Mang a few more times because he remembered the ghost money.

"Student Song, the red light is brighter and easier to find, so the students in Class A are in more danger, but they are all very capable and not afraid of danger."

You're in Class E. Although the gray light isn't very bright, many students have sharp eyes and can spot you.

If you really can't survive, don't turn on the lights. Find a safe place to hide until the competition ends, and that way you won't be eliminated.

Song Mang stroked his chin and said, "What if I wasn't eliminated, but my classmates were?"

"So you're still in Class E?"

The head of teaching said, "Why do you care about others? You can't help them. Just take care of yourself! After this competition, the class with the most eliminations will be Class E, and the class with the fewest eliminations will be the new Class A. All the students in that class can go and experience the warship."

The students in Class A are all handpicked by the academy; each one is exceptionally capable, and none of them will be easily eliminated.

Moreover, Class A had already selected a commander. That student not only has outstanding personal abilities but also stronger command skills, enabling them to mobilize all the students in Class A to cooperate in combat. Students from other classes could not possibly be their match.

"You should prioritize your own safety; let the rest of the students take their chances. If you're lucky and fewer people are eliminated, you might even be able to move from Class E to Class D, which would be great!"

Song Mang then asked, "Don't the other platoons have commanders?"

“There is one in Class B, but the students in Class B don’t like to listen to him. The other classes haven’t been selected yet.”

The head of the teaching department said earnestly, "Student Song, everyone who comes to study here is an outstanding individual. Each of you thinks you are capable of being a commander, so why would you listen to others?"
If someone truly has the ability to train a future commander of a platoon, then they truly have the potential to be a commander, and will be an excellent commander on the battlefield.

Song Mang nodded. "That makes sense."

"Alright, I can't talk to you anymore. The principal is coming to inspect later, and I have to go there!"

As the head of the teaching department was about to leave, Song Mang turned on her flashlight and walked towards the direction where the gray light was brightest.

This is now part of the pre-competition preparations, with students from each class gathering at their respective class camps.

The competition will officially begin in a little while, and an announcement will be made in the mountains. You can turn off your flashlight then.

When Song Mang walked over, the other students were sitting on the lawn, and the homeroom teacher was standing next to them.

Next to the homeroom teacher was a large box filled with guns, but the guns were loaded with blanks, so they would not cause injury if they hit a living person.

The blank cartridges were filled with pigment powder.

The blank cartridges used by the students in Class E are painted gray. If they hit students from other classes, it means those students have been eliminated by Class E. The homeroom teacher was explaining the competition rules. After finishing about the blank cartridges, she pointed to a girl in the front row and said, "Li Sui will be the commander for this competition. Does anyone have any objections?"

The students sitting on the lawn all looked at Li Sui in the front row, while some students in the back row looked somewhat dissatisfied.

Some people said directly, "Teacher, why should she be the commander? Everyone here is a future commander, someone who commands others. How can she be the one commanding others?"

The homeroom teacher said, "Since some people disagree, let's vote. There are forty people in our class. If more than twenty people agree that Li Sui should be the commander, then everyone must follow Li Sui's arrangements for this competition."

During the competition, anyone who disobeys the commander's instructions and affects the outcome will be sent to the "little black room" afterward!

Upon hearing the homeroom teacher's next sentence, everyone's expression turned serious, and no one wanted to go into the dark room.

These days, the "little dark room" isn't just a simple solitary confinement; it can kill people!

Who knows if they'll come out alive after going in!

"Teacher, what if she can't give good instructions? If she's not good at giving instructions, should we still listen to her?"

Upon hearing someone's doubts, the homeroom teacher said, "I believe in Li Sui. She will definitely be an excellent and qualified commander. Whether we can get rid of the title of Class E this time depends on her."

At this moment, Song Mang, holding a flashlight in one hand and a cup of Snow King Lemon Tea in the other, strolled over slowly from the side, sipping his drink.

She overheard what her homeroom teacher said, and then saw that more than twenty people had voted for Li Sui to be the commander.

Li Sui?

This name seems to be related to the Li family.

Song Mang, sipping her lemon tea, stared at Li Sui in the first row for a few more moments, and even deliberately dangled the Tian Shuang bracelet on her wrist in front of her.

Li Sui politely pushed her away, saying, "Excuse me, your bracelet is about to hit my face. Could you please move a little further away from me?"

Song Mang held up her wrist and said to her, "Do you think this bracelet is pretty? I got it for free, it's super cheap, how about I give it to you?"

Li Sui paused, stared at her for a long time before saying, "No need, a gentleman does not take what others cherish."

"You're not exactly a gentleman either. You're a woman, so just accept it. It's rare for me to want to give something to someone else."

Li Sui thought for a moment and said, "Then may I ask, why do you insist on giving me this?"

"I feel a connection with you, is that not allowed?"

"Okay, then you..."

"I lied to you."

"????"

Song Mang put down her lemon tea, raised her hand like Ultraman, and said, "Teacher, I want to be the commander. If I become the commander, I can treat everyone to Sherbet every day, hot pot, and barbecue. If I have something good to eat, everyone else will have something good to eat too."

Song Mang picked up the cup of Snow King Lemon Tea and showed it to everyone, saying, "Look, I've already started drinking it. I'm not bragging, I really can buy it."

A girl next to Li Sui suddenly stood up and said, "This is Xue Wang's lemon tea, but it's wrapped in a Starbucks cup sleeve. Do you think we're ignorant?"
What you're talking about, Snow King, is it just a counterfeit version of Snow King?

"Does following your orders mean I only deserve to drink Snow King coffee? Our Sui Sui can easily treat everyone to Starbucks!"

(End of this chapter)