Dragon Clan: I, Nono! Inherit countless futures!

Chapter 83 The sky in this academy is dark!

"You placed your bet, so why did you leave comments? Now look what's happened, what was a sure win is now unstable. Do you know how many people followed your lead and placed bets?"

In the activity room of dormitory area one, Fingel, holding a notebook, complained to the red-haired girl in front of him.

The power of news is immense. Fingel first released the information on these new students, and then opened betting on whether an S-rank student would appear.

The final step is to prepare for the emergence of a mastermind behind the scenes, hoping that this operation will yield at least five times the profit.

Of course, this is all on the premise that the girl's promise of an S-class item actually comes true; otherwise, she'll lose her underwear.

This was a tactic the two had agreed upon from the beginning. Although Fingel didn't like this arrogant girl, he always remembered her kindness in saving him and EVA from the dragon's mouth, so he believed that what she said could come true.

She said if another S-class product could be released this year, Fingel would believe it!

As a result, he took charge of everything, and then this girl jumped out and made things difficult for him.

Her comment, coupled with her role in recruiting new students this year, led many to suspect that she had inside information, prompting them to follow suit and vote.

In just a short while, the two options that were originally skewed in proportion have now seen almost the same number of people investing!

Even if they later find out that an S-class rank really has emerged, they won't win much money even if they win their bet.

"What exactly do you want? If you don't want to make money, why did you get me to open this gambling den? Please, have some mercy and stop messing with me!"

Fingel looked dejected, clutching his laptop, unsure of what to do.

"You don't know anything! If you want to make money, you have to choose projects that are sure to win!" Chen Motong said confidently, hands on her hips. "If I don't leave comments, how can I distract everyone?"

"What are some sure-win projects?"

Fingel was taken aback, but quickly realized something was amiss, and his eyes widened: "Wait, wait, you mean this isn't a sure-win project?"

"Didn't you say there would definitely be an S-class champion this year?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Motong immediately gave him a strange look and slowly said, "I never said that an S-rank character would definitely appear this year."

"Level, I mean it might come out."

Fingel: "What the hell? You know I put all my underwear money into it, right?"

The useless senior brother stared at Chen Motong in shock, as if he were seeing Godzilla.

Chen Motong felt a little embarrassed by the stares and guiltily looked away.

To be honest, she doesn't know if another S-class will be produced this year.

In the original novel, Lu Mingfei is definitely an S-class student, no doubt about it, but he was already an S-class student before he even enrolled!

And now, perhaps because he's too young, his initial rank is only A, which makes it impossible to figure out what Angers is thinking.

It's possible that Angers might not ultimately give him an S-class rating!

Therefore, Chen Motong couldn't be sure whether another S-level student would appear among this year's freshmen.

But this obviously couldn't be explained to Fingel. Seeing the desperate look on his useless senior brother's face, as if he wanted to jump off a building, Chen Motong coughed lightly and said, "It's okay, I brought a compensation plan, didn't I?"

"Even if you lose, it's okay. I'll lend you 5 yuan. You can invest with me, and I guarantee you'll make money, and the profit will definitely be more than 5 yuan."

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Seeing Chen Motong's confident demeanor, Fingel remained skeptical and couldn't help but ask, "What project?"

"If you vote with me, we can win the Lionheart One Freedom Day this year," Chen Motong said.

Upon hearing this, a question mark slowly appeared on Fingel's forehead.

"No, huh?" His eyes widened, then he suddenly realized, "You're trying to throw the match?! That's against the academy, isn't it? Are you crazy? You'd throw away your reputation for money?"

"Don't worry." Faced with his useless senior brother's shock, Chen Motong only showed a meaningful smile: "Someone will take the blame for this."

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"You just need to follow my lead and throw the ball."

Fingel: "—Can I really trust you?"

Chen Motong: "It's wrapped up!"

"You want to join the Lionheart Society?" Cameron looked at the earnest-looking young man before him, swallowed hard, and asked one last time to confirm, "Have you thought it through?"

"No need to think about it."

Genjiro said coldly, "I will participate in this Freedom Day to help you win this victory. I will bring justice back to this academy."

Seeing the other person's confident expression, Cameron hesitated. After a long while, he cautiously probed, "Didn't you—go ask Principal Angers?"

"So what?" Genji retorted, "Just because the principal doesn't care, doesn't mean I can't?"

Upon hearing this, Cameron was stunned.

Principal Angers couldn't possibly be unaware of the true situation at the academy; he was prepared for the truth to be revealed, but now this guy is accusing him—

He told him that the principal hadn't exposed them?

But why?

This is clearly a smear campaign against Kassel College. Angers, as the principal, not only didn't expose them, but also helped them cover it up.

Cameron was full of questions, then suddenly remembered the post on the Night Watchers forum that said Chen Motong might be Angers' illegitimate daughter.

Cameron had initially scoffed at this, but now he really had to start having doubts.

Even if she isn't Angers' illegitimate daughter, the fact that Angers is willing to help her like this is clearly not simple!

Cameron increasingly felt that the girl's background was probably unfathomable, with an air of shady dealings permeating everything. He even suspected—

It's always dark in this academy!

No wonder he lost to that girl; he deserved to lose!

"Is there a problem? Can't I join?" Genji asked patiently, noticing the other person's stunned expression. "Or are freshmen not allowed to participate in the free day activities?"

"Sure, sure." Cameron immediately snapped out of his daze and said hastily, "Absolutely, why not? If you're willing, I'll take you to fill out the form right now. Today you'll be a member of our Lionheart Society."

"Okay," Yuan Zhisheng said. "Don't worry, I will definitely help you win this victory. I will not let justice be absent again."

Cameron: "?"

Cameron gave this guy, who seemed to be in the late stages of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), a strange look and thought he was incredibly arrogant.

They're an S-class player; don't they know how powerful they are? Just look it up online. They're just sitting here thinking they can definitely win.

No wonder Chen Motong said this guy wasn't smart; now he certainly seems a bit dim-witted. I wonder if it's illegal to bully a fool.

But that's not something he needs to worry about anymore. He's done what he was supposed to do, and now it's up to the girl to decide what she wants to do.

What Cameron didn't know was that Genji was also experiencing very complicated feelings at that moment.

He remembered Tachibana Masamune's advice to him: not to be too flamboyant, and to keep a low profile, so as to protect the secret of the White King's bloodline to the greatest extent.

He absolutely couldn't let anyone know that his bloodline exceeded the critical value, but looking at this academy where justice was absent, and at the students being bullied on campus, he couldn't stand idly by.

Because he believes in absolute justice, because he is a friend of justice, because—he has his own faith.

"I should try to control my strength as much as possible," Yuan Zhisheng said to himself. "If I only use half my strength, they shouldn't be able to tell that there's something wrong with my bloodline."

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"He's just a minor child; using only half his strength is more than enough."