Origin Player.

Chapter 775 Yan Ning
A blunt, even cold, voice rang out.

"Yes, President." Zihua bowed her head and took her leave.

Under the ironwood tree, Jiang He raised an eyebrow.

The newcomer was tall and slender. Beneath the red and white school uniform were a pair of beautiful legs encased in black stockings. Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, and her beautiful face had fox-like eyes that were devoid of warmth.

At this moment, not only the president of the student council arrived, but also several ministers and fifth-year students. A dozen male and female students surrounded her, including a middle-aged man wearing A-grade power armor.

The middle-aged man had a rather honest appearance. Thanks to the Yan family's dedicated cultivation, he awakened the 56th innate talent sequence: Armored Division. He could unleash the power of advanced armor at a low level and served as an instructor at the Doomsday Academy, where he was quite famous.

"Why were you spying on my room?" Si Ning said.

The room wasn't hers, but she said it was.

Jiang He could tell that Lao Ning was really enjoying his current role. Since he had clearly told Wu He that he didn't want his animal companions to follow him, Wu He was pretending not to know him at the moment.

Even if a relationship is established, it must be reasonable and cannot be deepened to the point that the exposure of the King of the Era would cause repercussions.

"Answer me," Old Hei said, suppressing a laugh. "Before you stands the ruler of the Doomsday Academy, Miss Yan Ning, the president of the self-governing association."

As the eldest daughter of the Yan family and the holder of a Tarot-level forbidden item, her candidacy for president is a foregone conclusion. Despite her extremely poor campaign promise, the school board members still gritted their teeth and tolerated it.

"Not going to answer? Then you'll have to suffer."

"What does it mean that the chairman asked you personally and remained silent?"

"The Yan family forbids the chairman from going to the front lines, but anyone can take him down in the back. Leave it to me."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, putting pressure on them.

Jiang He had a bit of a headache. There was basically only one reason for spying, but unfortunately, he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Si Ning maintained a cold expression, keeping her queen-like persona, but her heart was filled with anticipation.

"Speak! Speak! Speak!"

"Boss, tell me quickly, the Tianqi satellite took a picture!"

Old Hei felt a pang of pity, but when he thought of Xiao He refusing their assistance, he silently lowered his head.

Traitor... Jiang He was unusually annoyed.

"What are you doing!"

The silver-haired girl strode forward, maintaining her usual elegance.

Si Ning narrowed her eyes, somewhat surprised.

Wuhe didn't tell her about the existence of this Luo woman.

The relationship between the two sides was not harmonious. As members of the same powerful clan, it was inevitable that they would be compared at all times. What made Si Ning unhappy was that Luo Yeli did have an advantage in terms of primal charm.

"It's just handling a case of illegal activity," Si Ning sneered. "This is a private matter between him and me."

"The Doomsday Academy has no private matters." Luo Yeli stood in front of Jiang He and said with her head held high, "No matter what happens, the war assessment should be the priority. The specific judgment should be left to the autonomous court. I remember I was the student minister of the command headquarters."

"Agent," someone muttered.

Luo Yeli glanced at it and said, "No difference. Cases during the quiet period are always dealt with after the war ends. After all, there may be casualties among the Ministry of Justice personnel. I'll take the person with me first."

Si Ning played with a strand of hair, her mouth open but silent.

Luo Yeli frowned. What did "immortal pig" mean?

"Miss, there's a banquet tonight." Old Hei offered a way out, while giving the surrounding students a warning look not to cause trouble.

"Then let him off this time."

Si Ning shrugged indifferently, and as she turned around, she secretly gave Jiang He a flirty wink.

—Love you, boss.

As everyone walked away, Luo Yeli turned back and asked with dissatisfaction, "Why did you get involved with that guy?" Jiang He suppressed the physical discomfort caused by the "flirting glance" and replied perfunctorily, "I didn't know her before."

Luo Yeli said irritably, "Yan Ning is a super troublesome person. She used up both of this year's execution slots in just a few days, and she even applied for a third slot this year. In her campaign speech, she claimed that she would turn this place into a **academy** in order to summon the evil god to descend."

"What college?"

I can't say it.

Boom!
The old clock tower emitted a distant, resonant sound, signifying the end of the club's activities.

Luo Yeli sighed and said, "Go back. No matter what malice she may have towards you, you have to wait until the war is over. My sister is going to suppress a rebellion in the southern refuge soon. Don't be careless on the battlefield. We are like skin and flesh now. If we are together, we will both benefit; if we are apart, we will both suffer."

Jiang He nodded in response, saying that Si Ning probably wouldn't be able to go to the battlefield. The Tarot-level forbidden item, Lover, had just been lost, and the Yan family would most likely avoid repeating the same mistake.

The two left the academy.

Luo Yeli has her own bulletproof off-road vehicle.

"I haven't been paying attention lately, and we're running low on gas. Do you want to drive?"

"will not."

"You can't learn it."

"After learning, I'll be the one to drive."

Luo Yeli glared at Jiang He and got into the driver's seat.

The Doomsday Academy is located in Anxi District, not during major festivals, so Luo Yeli rarely returns to her clan's territory, where she faces a lot of prejudice.

Passing by an automated gas station, the bulletproof SUV parked, and Jiang He took out his military rations and cigarette case from his pocket. He glanced at the gas station and walked outside with impeccable manners.

Snapped!
A flame appeared.

Before the smoke, a man and a woman walked side by side, both appearing to be in their twenties.

“Hello, Mr. Dijiang,” the young man said gently. “We are subordinates of Young Master Luo Chengying…”

There's no need to listen to nonsense.

Jiang He looked them up and down for a while. These were two D-level Source Power users. C-level Source Power users usually evolved their own domains and were influential figures wherever they went. The successor war was not a full-scale internal conflict within the Luo family. In terms of the configuration of strong personnel, apart from those who could protect themselves, they had to recruit the others themselves.

Or rather, it was precisely because they didn't want a full-blown internal conflict that the succession war broke out. According to Luo Yeli, those who survived were usually B-rank.

With few pedestrians on the road and no surveillance cameras around, the bulletproof off-road vehicle running out of fuel was not accidental.

The young woman frowned and said coldly, "Are you listening? You only have one chance to recruit. Don't think you're so great just because you're a sharpshooter. You're just as pitifully weak in a face-to-face encounter."

Jiang He tossed the cigarette pack in his hand forward.

The young woman was a little confused. To avoid any danger, she did not reach out to catch it, but let the cigarette box fall beside her.

"You have absolutely no awareness of war."

“If we continue this conversation, what will my employer think of me?”

The cigarette pack disappeared.

A cold voice rang in her ears, and the young woman's scalp tingled. At close range, Jiang He swung his short knife down, releasing an invisible blade from his secret technique, Wave Blade.

Whoosh!
From the left side of her head to the right side of her abdomen, the knife severed the young woman's brain, cheek, neck, heart, and abdomen, causing her internal organs to gush out and blood to flow like a waterfall.

The young man was furious and knew he had to take action. A sharpshooter was invaluable, but he hadn't expected his target to be the "Airspeed Killer" who had killed Luo Yangtian, a top-ranking figure on the Security Bureau's bounty list.

The ten fingers rose and fell in turn, just like playing a piano.

The young man fully utilized his talent and skills, and Fengliu followed his will, manifesting extremely sharp threads around the enemy, forming a net that stretched from top to bottom and left to right.

(End of this chapter)