Disguised as a man, she returned to the military academy and was forced to study again.

Yan Qi's bangs, wet from washing her face, were pinned aside, revealing her fair and smooth forehead. Water droplets flowed down her cheeks to her neckline, and she exuded a unique allure. Yan Qi wiped her hands carelessly and muttered to herself:

"Please don't let me down..."

This exclusive deduction question was originally intended as a small gift for Yan Qi to give her when she accepted a direct disciple. However, given her current situation, it seemed she wouldn't be able to accept any students for a long time, so she could only use it to help with her immediate financial needs.

Although Yan Qi's evaluation of himself is: greedy for money and lustful.

But there is a bottom line! Of course, he only covets the money of the rich. Since he has decided to make money, of course he wants to give it to the rich as much as possible. Therefore, Yan Qi has set a level limit, and only Blue Diamond users and above can purchase his own questions.

Forum users are also ranked by level, with a ranking system based on eight levels: Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple, and Black. The lowest level is Red Diamond, and the highest is Black Diamond. Forum user levels are based on a comprehensive score based on forum reputation, campus performance, year-end performance points, military contributions, and personal asset assessment.

She tried to choose clients with strong financial resources so that her reasoning could be sold at a good price. After washing up, Yan Qi walked from the bathroom to the window and happily threw herself on the quilt. She felt that her goal of becoming the richest person was just around the corner.

Yan Qi was so excited that he stayed up late into the night. Not long after waking up, he was awakened by Furong's timed reminder. He felt as if his soul had been drained out, and his shiny black hair had lost some of its luster.

Yan Qi, carrying his punishment notes, walked into the teaching building covered in dust and dirt to find Instructor Cang Hong.

I walked to the instructor's office and knocked on the door:

"Excuse me, is Instructor Cang Hong here?"

"Please come in."

Cang Hong was enjoying life with a cup of hot tea and answered casually. He looked up and saw a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes coming through the door. He was stunned. "Who are you?"

Yan Qi quickly handed him the punishment notes with a beautiful smile on his face.

Cang Hong took the page, baffled. It turned out to be a handwritten copy of "The Core Competencies of a Commander." He immediately thought of the student he'd caught in a virtual class that day—the one with the colorful hair, strange makeup, and eerie smile.

Cang Hong looked at the black-haired boy in front of him and frowned in dissatisfaction: "Where is that student himself? Shouldn't he pay the punishment himself? He asked someone else to pay it on his behalf. How outrageous!"

Listening to Yan Qi lowering his head in embarrassment, "Instructor Hong, that was me..."

Cang Hong looked the handsome young man up and down, muttering to himself, "With a face like this, why does he have to act like a clown? What kind of rotten habit is that?" But then something seemed to occur to him, and with a displeased look he lowered his head to examine the copying instructions. After reading through them, he said without even looking up, "You can leave now."

Yan Qi didn't understand why Cang Hong seemed to be refusing to discuss the matter, and was still dawdling, refusing to leave. After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Instructor, I'd like to apply for combat training in the gravity room."

Yan Qi looked at Cang Hong cautiously, fearing that his previous absence would have left a bad impression on him.

"You must be Yan Qi, right? You're quite famous in the academy. Given your personality, would you go even if you were given training permission?" Cang Hong looked at him coldly, neither accepting nor refusing. "What kind of combat training do you want to choose?"

"Tang Dao." Yan Qi said seriously, "I want to learn Tang Dao, instructor."

Cold weapon?

Cang Hong stared at Yan Qi with his gray eyes, like a wolf. "Reason."

Yan Qi felt the oppression coming from Cang Hong, but he did not lower his head. Instead, he stood with his head held high and said, "Report to the instructor! I hope to learn more and protect myself and the important people around me." Even if there is a tiny possibility, he will never repeat the same mistake again.

Cang Hong sneered after hearing this: "Protection? Any ordinary micro-pistol in the world is more intimidating than the best sword in the world."

They sat in silence in the office, staring at each other for a long time, neither of them looking away.

Cang Hong saw determination in Yan Qi's dark eyes. He stood upright like a small poplar tree, and his whole body glowed brightly under the light.

Now he looks more like a soldier than when he came in just now.

After a while, Cang Hong took a sip of tea and said, "Yes. But until you complete my request, it is only temporary permission."

Cang Hong used the auxiliary computer to open the projection screen, pulled out a large sheet of information, and said, "I'll send these materials to your email after I get back. Analyze one every day and send it to me. I won't give you permanent access until all the analysis is complete. If you interrupt before completion, the access will be revoked."

After saying that, he looked at Yan Qi and asked, "Do you accept?"