Chapter 99: I Want to Be the President!

Jiangcheng, Martial Arts School.

The school was bustling with activity, a group of unfamiliar young men and teenagers gathered together.

“Hello, seniors.”

As soon as the group entered the school, these unfamiliar youths hurriedly greeted them politely.

“Mhm, focus on your cultivation,” Ji Ziling nodded seriously, encouraging them, “Work hard and strive to pass the three-year simulation as soon as possible.”

After saying this, the group walked straight ahead.

Jiang Changkong was puzzled: “These people… they seem to have just developed Star Power?”

The Star Power fluctuations from these youths were extremely weak, similar to when he had first cultivated Star Power.

“Have you been too busy and lost track of things?”

Ji Ziling shot him a glance: “It’s school enrollment season. We missed it while we were away.”

Jiang Changkong suddenly understood.

The principal had previously taken people to the Star Desolate Grasslands to kill Star Demons and left ahead of them.

Aside from their intention to send the principal away, another reason was the enrollment.

“Yan Xue, take them to rest. Changkong and I will go see the principal to collect our rewards,” Ji Ziling said.

“Mhm,” Ying Yanxue responded coolly and led the others to the small house.

Jiang Changkong and Ji Ziling headed to the principal’s office.

Along the way, he overheard many students discussing him, though most didn’t recognize him.

“Our Jiangcheng has produced an extraordinary genius who cracked the arms case—he’s from our school.”

“I heard he’s been at the school for less than a year and is already a Star Sea Martial Artist.”

“In the future, when he goes to the Major Province, Senior Changkong will be a prominent figure.”

“Ah, I just hope he doesn’t end up like Lu Wuhai. Staying at the school is fine, but causing trouble would be a headache.”

Hearing this, Jiang Changkong shook his head and chuckled lightly.

Ji Ziling smiled, “You’re famous now. Don’t take those words to heart—they’re just a few narrow-minded individuals. You’re not like Lu Wuhai.”

“I will leave Jiangcheng, but I might not necessarily go to the Major Province,” Jiang Changkong replied, shaking his head.

As they spoke, they arrived at the door of the principal’s office.

The door was open. Inside, Chen Hua was enjoying tea with a lean middle-aged man.

The lean middle-aged man had short, tousled hair, a ruddy complexion, and exuded powerful Star Power fluctuations.

Star Sea Peak!

“Principal, Uncle Chen, we’re back,” Ji Ziling announced.

“Come in quickly.”

Both men stood up simultaneously, inviting them inside.

The lean middle-aged man warmly said, “This must be Changkong, right? I’m Principal Yu Beilin.”

“Hello, Principal. Hello, Vice Principal,” Jiang Changkong nodded in greeting.

“Good, good, good. I can’t even see through you now. Jiangcheng has truly produced an extraordinary genius, and he’s from my Martial Arts School.”

Yu Beilin patted Jiang Changkong firmly on the shoulder, excitedly saying, “Your rewards have all been delivered to the school. Sit down, and we’ll discuss the details.”

Jiang Changkong and Ji Ziling took their seats, while Chen Hua poured tea for them.

Yu Beilin walked over to his desk, opened a drawer, and took out a piece of paper.

The paper documented the arms incident and the corresponding merit rewards.

“There’s been a slight change in the incident—it’s now recorded that you successfully stole the criminal evidence.

This doesn’t affect the merit; it’s mainly because that person can’t be named openly, and further investigation would be troublesome,” Yu Beilin explained.

Jiang Changkong nodded, looking at the written account of the events. In the end, the part about him killing several big shots had been changed to a group effort.

Cheng Huai also shared part of the credit, which didn’t affect Jiang Changkong much.

Yu Beilin pointed to the rewards listed: “Take a look. They’re already quite generous.”

There were four rewards. First: one hundred top-tier third-grade Star Stones.

This is more of a token gesture, just like in my previous life—giving out some bonuses, but not much.

Second: Special appointment as a military advisor in Jiangcheng. If the target is confirmed to be heinously evil or currently committing a major crime, he has the authority to act first and report later.

In addition, he can mobilize up to a hundred soldiers from the military, including centurions.

He can have these hundred soldiers kill Star Demons or do anything else, as long as it doesn’t involve illegal or criminal activities.

And he can take half of the profits obtained.

This is limited to the scope of Jiangcheng.

Third: Job assignment. Upon reaching the Star Gate realm, he will directly enter a major province as a minor commander in the military.

Typically, a minor commander requires the Star Gate Initial Stage. Jiang Changkong’s current strength is sufficient for this.

But a major province is different. Competition is fierce in major provinces, and without connections, someone at the Star Gate Initial Stage would absolutely not be able to secure a minor commander position.

Fourth: Recommend him to join the Martial Arts Association of a major province.

These are generous rewards, but Jiang Changkong doesn’t need them.

“By the way, your elimination of Zhao Qianjun hasn’t been reported yet, but it doesn’t matter much. There won’t be any good rewards for it anyway.”

Yu Beilin said.

“I don’t care about this bit of merit.” Jiang Changkong shook his head. He wasn’t very interested in merit anymore, as it couldn’t be exchanged for Essence, which was frustrating.

Seeing his expression, Chen Hua couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong? Are you dissatisfied?”

The rewards were generous, but geniuses often had high standards, just like Lu Wuhai before.

Yu Beilin didn’t speak, just smiled and looked at him.

“It’s not dissatisfaction. The rewards are generous, but I have no interest in the military.”

Jiang Changkong shook his head and said, “A minor commander in a major province, the Martial Arts Association—these are things the young people of Jianghai Province would fight tooth and nail for, right?”

“Then what are your thoughts? Tell us.”

Yu Beilin pondered and said, “The school supports independent ventures. As long as it’s not illegal or criminal, feel free to speak your mind.”

Chen Hua added, “As long as the school has the capability, you can ask for anything.”

Jiang Changkong thought for a moment and voiced his idea: “I want to become the president of the Martial Arts Association.”

On the way, he had asked Ji Ziling and the others how to become the president, but they didn’t know either.

They only knew that the president needed to be very strong, a professional Martial Artist.

The two principals: “…”

Ji Ziling’s lips twitched. You’re dead set on this, aren’t you? Completely fixated on it.

“This… is very difficult.” The two principals exchanged a glance and smiled wryly.

“Very difficult?” Jiang Changkong’s eyes lit up. “So, there is a way?”

“Let me first give you a detailed introduction to the Martial Arts Association.”

Yu Beilin thought for a moment and said, “The Martial Arts Association is semi-official. Although there are federal personnel involved, they don’t interfere.

Management is very relaxed. The president can set some rules for their own Martial Arts Association and has significant power…”

Jiang Changkong listened attentively.

To become the president of a Martial Arts Association, one must possess peak Star Gate strength.

Additionally, they must earn the trust of the association’s members, who must be willing to listen to them. Forceful coercion is not allowed.

There is an annual quota for killing Star Gates for the federation and submitting Star Stones.

The exact amount depends on the size of the Martial Arts Association.

After hearing these conditions, Jiang Changkong considered his own strength. In terms of combat power, with his current abilities, he was definitely not inferior to a peak Star Gate.

Mid-grade Martial Arts had brought him immense improvement.

With Diamond Treading Fire and Qiankun Great Shift, he was confident he could remain undefeated, or even kill a peak Star Gate.

However, what they required was realm, not combat power.

“Can we establish our own Martial Arts Association?” Jiang Changkong asked.

“In theory, any city can establish a Martial Arts Association, but if the targets are not met, the president must possess Star Gate peak-level strength,” Yu Beilin said.

“I will definitely reach Star Gate peak in the future.”

Jiang Changkong said firmly, “I can give up all these military merit rewards. All I want is to become the president of the Martial Arts Association.”

Ji Ziling: “…”

Alright, you’ve completely lost your mind.

Chen Hua’s expression changed slightly as he scolded, “Changkong, what nonsense are you talking? If you could become a minor commander in a Major Province, you’d be far more prestigious than an ordinary Martial Arts Association president.”

“Vice Principal, I have my own plans and know what I’m doing.”

Jiang Changkong replied calmly.

Whether as a minor commander or in a Major Province’s Martial Arts Association, he would still be subject to constraints.

But being the president was different—free from restrictions, he could do as he pleased, leading his own team.

This idea was somewhat similar to Lu Wuhai’s—better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of an ox.

Yet, he had the confidence to single-handedly support an entire Martial Arts Association!

More importantly, these merits couldn’t be exchanged for Star Stones, but as president, he could acquire “Essence, Qi, and Spirit”!