"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

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"Enough! Let's go!"

Ryuen gave Sakamoto a deep look, then quickly left the scene with his men and the meager amount of corn they had managed to snatch.

Their goal was not to monopolize it.

Instead, they create chaos and test each other.

The objective has been achieved; let's withdraw immediately.

Only the two students from Class D and Sakamoto remained at the scene.

Horikita looked at the full bag of corn at her feet.

Looking again at the cornfields destroyed by Ryuen's men and harvested by Sakamoto, he felt a mix of emotions.

She knew that without Sakamoto's intervention, Class D would have been able to snatch very little corn.

"Thank you, Sakamoto-san."

Horikita's tone became much more sincere.

"You should have a share of these corn."

Sakamoto shook his head:

"It's nothing, no need to be so polite. My camp has plenty of food."

But Horikita insisted:

"This is a matter of principle. You helped us, and this is what you deserve."

She picked out some corn from the bag, leaving a few of the largest and plumpest ones, and stuffed them back to Sakamoto without saying a word.

Sakamoto looked at Horikita's stubborn gaze, then at the corn in his hand.

He finally did not refuse again. He bowed slightly.

"In that case, I shall accept your offer without hesitation."

He tucked the bag of corn into his pocket and pushed up his glasses again: "Well then, goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and his figure quickly disappeared into the woods.

As quietly as he came.

Ultimately, Class D still managed to obtain a considerable amount of corn. Although the process was tortuous, the result far exceeded expectations.

Horikita looked at the collected corn and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ryuen…what exactly is he trying to do? And Sakamoto…”

She murmured to herself.

Ayanokouji didn't answer. He simply put the last ear of corn into his backpack and zipped it up.

Today's reconnaissance plan has been disrupted by this cornfield and the standoff.

It seems we'll have to explore Class B's camp another day.

First Grade Summer Vacation: Chapter 107: Sakamoto Waiting

Let's rewind to the afternoon of the second day of the exam on the uninhabited island.

Class B's campsite was located on a riverbank on the leeward side of the island.

Several dark blue tents were neatly arranged, with some supply boxes, obviously purchased with special points, piled up next to them, including folding tables and chairs, portable stoves, and stored drinking water.

Unlike Class A's almost primitive, handcrafted campsite,

Class B's camp leans more towards pragmatism, using points to exchange for necessary modern amenities in order to get through the week smoothly.

In the center of the campsite, Long Yuanxiang sat cross-legged on a flat rock.

Albert Yamada stood behind him like two guardian deities.

Long Yuan's gaze swept over his classmates who were busy collecting and organizing supplies.

There was no relaxed expression on his face.

He did indeed have a more radical plan originally—

Use up all 300 special points to purchase enough comfort supplies for the class.

Then he asked all the students to leave the exam early, while he stayed on the island to complete the plan.

Finally, all hopes were pinned on the "Leader Guessing" segment on the final day.

Guess one correctly and you'll earn 50 points.

If you guess two correctly, you get 100 points.

It can also deduct points from other classes.

High risk, high reward.

However, the idea didn't linger in his mind for long before he rejected it himself.

The risk is too great.

Led by Ichinose Honami, Class C's points were close behind Class B's.

If you guess wrong, you won't earn any points; in fact, you'll lose points, and you might even be overtaken by Class C.

That outcome is something Longyuan absolutely cannot accept.

"Tsk, let's play it safe then."

He muttered to himself and made a decision.

Use a portion of your points to ensure basic survival, proceed steadily, and guarantee that your class ranking doesn't drop.

This is the most rational choice at this stage.

As for defeating Class A...

That requires more precise strikes, rather than blind gambles.

Just then, a lithe figure passed through the camp and arrived in front of Dragon Garden.

It is Hiyori Shiina.

She bowed slightly and said softly:

"Ryuen-san."

Long Yuan raised his chin:

"Tell me, what's the situation with Class A?"

Hiyori Shiina recounted her experiences at Class A's camp that morning in her calm tone—

The clearly defined functional shacks, the handmade ceramic bowls, the readily available hot water, and especially the lunch prepared by Sakamoto himself, with seasonings made from purified ingredients…

Long Yuan listened in silence, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knees.

Even through Hiyori Shiina's retelling,

He could also clearly sense the survival advantage that the man had created, an advantage akin to a "dimensional reduction attack".

"Hmph... He has to do everything perfectly? That's really his style."

Long Yuan chuckled, but his gaze grew increasingly serious.

This further confirms one of his conjectures.

Afterwards, Hiyori Shiina took her leave and returned to the area where the girls were busy.

In the morning, relying on his intuition and observation skills, he located several suspected strongholds.

But on the cold metal screens of every outpost, the same words were prominently displayed—

[Class Occupied: A CLASS]

Without exception.

"Waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump..."

A plan gradually took shape in his mind.

Class A's efficiency in capturing strongholds was so high, and the area covered was so wide.

It must be that monster Sakamoto who is behind it all, using some inhuman method to control the terrain of the entire island.

However, the leader is definitely not Sakamoto himself!

It's almost certain that it's Longyuan.

According to Shiina Hiyori's report, Sakamoto spent most of this morning at Class A camp, busy with construction and guidance.

The time it took over the several strongholds that Longyuan discovered itself also happened to be concentrated in the morning.

Sakamoto could never be in two places at once.

Therefore, the leader of Class A must be someone else who holds the key card.

It could be Katsuragi Kohei, it could be Totsuka Yahiko, or it could be some other unassuming but trustworthy student.

Once they find a stronghold that Class A hasn't yet captured, they can ambush it nearby.

There is a high chance that the A-class squad will come to occupy the territory, thus confirming the leader's identity!

This is Longyuan's plan—simple, direct, and effective.

—It was the morning of the third day.

Ryuen Sho led Ishizaki Daichi and Yamada Albert deep into the jungle.

Search for any unoccupied strongholds that may have slipped through the net.

However, the reality is cruel.

The sweep of Class A seemed incredibly thorough.

They searched for nearly three hours.

Having traversed most of the island, every outpost they encountered bore the mark of Class A.

"Brother Longyuan... how are we supposed to find them? Those guys from Class A have taken them all!"

Ishizaki wiped his sweat and complained somewhat irritably.

Although Albert didn't say anything, a hint of helplessness appeared on his face.

Long Yuan's expression was not good. Just as he was about to abandon his "waiting for the rabbit to run into the tree stump" plan and consider other options,

Ishizaki, who was leading the way, suddenly lowered his voice and excitedly called back:

"Brother Longyuan! There's...there's something going on up ahead!"

Long Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he quickly gestured for Albert to follow.

The three of them crept over silently and hid behind a dense thicket of bushes.

In front of them, in a clearing in the woods,

A familiar black figure stood silently.

He stood tall and straight, pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves.

It was Sakamoto.

He seemed to be waiting for something, his gaze calmly fixed in a certain direction, motionless.

"Sakamoto?"

Long Yuan's heart stirred, but he did not immediately reveal himself.

He carefully observed the environment around Sakamoto.