Chapter 193: Putting on Airs

Under the instigation of Student Council Vice President Xiaomei, the students grew increasingly restless.

“How can we survive without water or food?” a Student Council officer shrilly exclaimed.

“That’s right, let us go out to gather supplies. How long can this go on? We’ll starve or die of thirst before the Ability Users even get us,” a student chimed in.

“Hey, what kind of talk is that? It’s dangerous out there. If you want to get yourself killed, don’t drag me into it. If anyone should gather supplies, it should be those Players,” the Student Council officer scolded the student, then began ordering the Players around.

“Exactly. With great power comes great responsibility. You should bear our burdens,” another Student Council officer incited.

Some with ulterior motives joined in, unwilling to lift a finger themselves while pushing others to do the work, each acting like selfish Holy Mothers.

The freckle-faced girl Ji Yue looked on with disdain, carefully noting each of these ugly faces and who was stirring up trouble.

While some were causing trouble, others spoke up for the Players: “You Student Council members are truly rotten. You should be responsible for yourselves. Why should Dunzi and the others be responsible for us?”

“Exactly. Back then, you were the most eager to act as the lapdogs of the dorm supervisors and counselors, fining us arbitrarily and bullying us residents. Now you still want to order us around and bully us? I spit on you,” a Player said.

“Yeah, once I even picked up trash from the floor, and you still fined every person in our dorm 50 yuan. Later, I saw you ordering takeout and having hotpot in the dorm, leaving trash all over the place,” a student added.

“You school lapdogs, get out of here!” a girl shouted angrily.

“That’s right, Dunzi, open the bunker and kick out these lapdog Student Council members and their lackeys.”

“Get out, get out, get out!” The crowd’s emotions began to surge.

Xiaomei and her fellow troublemakers never expected their instigation to Backlash on the Student Council itself.

Longming Technical College was a money-grubbing, deceptive vocational school. During admissions, it engaged in false advertising, selling one thing while delivering another, swindling hard-earned tuition fees from already struggling migrant worker families. This had long bred resentment among many students.

The school usually relied on strict supervision, using the Student Council to manage and control the students. Many students had long held grievances against the Student Council.

Facing these long-oppressed students, Xiaomei remained true to her nature, shouting loudly, “Is this the same thing?”

“You’re rebelling! Song Hua, hurry up and deal with these Rebels!” Xiaomei ordered a Student Council Player.

It turned out Xiaomei dared to shout so boldly because they had strength—Players with Student Council backgrounds, like the Head President of the Student Council, Pang Mi, who was like a Trapeze Artist.

“So you’re Ji Yue, right? Daring to record our names? Trying to copy our list, are you? I’ll kill you first,” Song Hua had long been eyeing the freckle-faced girl Ji Yue, who had been refuting the Student Council.

“Ah!”

“Hide behind me,” Dunzi quickly shielded Ji Yue, saying, “Have you gone mad? Killing your own people?”

“Who said we’re your people? Anyone who opposes the Student Council deserves to die. And you Players, I see you have strength. Don’t mix with these lowly humans. Join us instead,” Song Hua tried to recruit them.

“They deserve to die because they didn’t try hard enough.” Xiaomei’s outrageous statement left everyone stunned.

Rustle, rustle.

The students below had no way to refute Xiaomei’s words. They were weaker than the Players, so they deserved to be killed—just like the ordinary people outside who were slaughtered and offered as Blood Sacrifices by Ability Users.

“Quiet, someone’s coming,” said Beastmaster Player Ming Kai.

“Who is it?” Xiaomei asked first.

Ming Kai closed his eyes and replied, “It seems to be that expert Player from the south campus.”

“Great, she’s here to rescue us. Dunzi, hurry up and open the Bunker entrance!” Xiaomei urged.

“We need to quickly welcome this expert,” Xiaomei said, kicking aside the students around her who had just been cheering alongside her. “Go on, get out of the way.”

“Student Council members, and Song Hua, come with me to the front to greet her.” Xiaomei ran from the safest, innermost part of the Bunker to the outermost, most dangerous position.

“Get out of the way.”

“Move aside.”

“Get up.”

“If you don’t move, I’ll have Song Hua kill you.”

Dozens of Student Council cadres followed her in a rush, kicking and shoving the seated students along the way.

“Damn, are they that shameless? When there’s trouble, they hide at the back. When it’s safe, they run faster than horses to be the first to claim credit.”

“Really disgusting.”

“Shh, don’t let them hear you, or you’ll suffer,” said a kneeling student, preventing others from standing up.

The other Players were scattered and unsure what to do, simply watching the “numerous and powerful” Student Council take the lead in welcoming Kamiyu’s arrival.

“Aren’t you going to open the Bunker?” Song Hua slapped Dunzi heavily on the shoulder.

Dunzi’s shoulder immediately turned black, throbbing with pain.

This was a Skill—Song Hua had used a Poison-Type Skill on Dunzi.

“This is a warning. You understand, right? Don’t say anything unnecessary later, or I’ll slap that face of Ji Yue you like,” Song Hua whispered, leaning in close.

Threatening others by targeting their weaknesses was one of the essential Skills for Student Council members, something they had to master after joining.

Dunzi immediately shielded Ji Yue behind him.

Xiaomei shot a fierce glare at Ji Yue.

Dunzi placed his hand on the Bunker wall and took a deep breath.

“Huu.”

A ten-meter-long, high-density, high-Defense Power earthen wall turned into fine grains of sand, then flowed like water as it contracted into the Bunker, not a single grain touching anyone.

Kamiyu, watching from outside, exclaimed in surprise, “Such incredible control, able to manipulate every grain of sand.

This Player’s skill is extraordinary.

If he could help me build a Sanctuary, it would be like adding wings to a tiger, taking things to the next level.”

With the Bunker entrance wide open, Kamiyu stood on tiptoe, preparing to roughly count how many people were inside.

But Xiaomei pushed aside the surrounding Student Council cadres, even shoving Song Hua away, and was the first to run up to Kamiyu, bowing and scraping as she said, “Hello, miss. I’m Xiaomei, the Student Council President of Longming Technical Academy. On behalf of all the students, I sincerely thank you for coming.”

“Come on, everyone, give her a round of applause,” she said, clapping first.

The Student Council cadres followed suit, and the kneeling students behind them also began to clap.

The remaining people watched the scene nervously.

Ji Yue also looked like she wanted to speak, but was sharply glared at by Song Hua.

“Student Council President Xiaomei?” Kamiyu looked at the rosy-cheeked Xiaomei before her, who showed no signs of thirst or hunger compared to the other seated, injured people.

This Xiaomei probably didn’t know that Kamiyu was also a student of Longming Technical College. Back when she lived in the dormitory, she had been bullied by the Student Council more than once, so she was well aware of the true nature of the Longming Technical College Student Council.

“Still trying to put on airs?” Kamiyu thought disdainfully in her heart.