Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Zhang Jing-an walked over to the sofa Ling Lan had pointed out and sat down. He did not say anything to Ling Lan, but instead turned to look at Zilong beside Ling Lan, his face full of praise as he said, "Junior Zilong, this year, you are the top scorer among the new cadets of our military academy, bringing great honour to our Doha Central Academy! This level of strength of yours, even in the entire military academy, you can rank amongst the top. In the future, you will definitely become a pillar of support for our Central Academy faction. "
Zhang Jing-an was praising Zilong on the surface, but in reality, he was trying to drive a thorn into Ling Lan's heart, making her wary and unable to fully trust Zilong. At the same time, he also believed that as long as Zilong was given a chance, the powerful Zilong would definitely not be willing to submit to Ling Lan! Zhang Jing-an believed that with his abilities, he would definitely be able to get Zilong, this silly brat, to join his faction.
Just earlier, Ling Lan's coldness had caused Zhang Jing-an to make the decision to give up on Ling Lan and choose Zilong instead. Of course, in order to get what he wanted, he had to drive a wedge between the two of them, making Zilong fall out with Ling Lan. This was also why Zhang Jing-an had praised Zilong so much — he hoped to stir up Zilong's desire for fame and fortune, so that he would become dissatisfied with Ling Lan.
However, Zhang Jing-an's wishful thinking was destined to fail. As he praised Zilong, he carefully observed the changes in Zilong's expression, only to find that Zilong did not react at all to his words. This made Zhang Jing-an's brow furrow slightly, and he began to hesitate.
Ling Lan naturally knew what Zhang Jing-an was planning, but she did not care at all. She had originally intended to push Zilong up the ranks, but Zilong was a fighting berserk, completely uninterested in this sort of thing.
Zhang Jing-an saw that the two of them were ignoring his words, and even sensed some mockery in Ling Lan's gaze. He could only resentfully stop his instigation and greet Ling Lan amidst his choking laughter, "And junior Ling Lan, it's been a few years since we last met, but you're still as elegant as ever." In those few years at the military academy, Zhang Jing-an was clearly more mature than he had been in the academy, and was also more tolerant.
Since Zilong's side, then, he had to choose Ling Lan. Zhang Jing-an's mind instantly, back to Zhang.
. Ling's face, Ling Lan, her face, said coldly, "Zhang Jing-an Zilong. Thank you!".
This voice, devoid of any warmth, made Zhang Jing-an choke. After a while, he finally smiled, though that smile was rather forced.
It should be said that Zhang Jing-an Zilong had not expected Ling Lan to not give him any face at all, not even willing to entertain him in a formal manner. Initially, he had wanted to use their relationship as seniors and juniors to pull them closer to each other and then propose a collaboration, but now it looked like that was no longer possible.
Thus, Zhang Jing-an Zilong went straight to the point and said, "You've just entered the military academy. Junior Ling Lan probably still doesn't know the distribution of power in our military academy, right? If you want to survive peacefully in the military academy until you graduate, you can't do without understanding this. "
Ling Lan raised a brow and said, "Oh? There's such a thing? " Since someone was willing to take the initiative to analyze and explain things to her, she naturally would not refuse. There was nothing wrong with understanding a little more.
"There are many factions in the military academy, big and small. There are more than ten that can be ranked, but the strongest are the four major factions. They are the first faction, the Leiyun Faction, the second faction, the Tianji Faction, the third faction, the Wuji Faction, and our Doha Central Academy Faction." A trace of regret appeared on Zhang Jing-an's face. "If the people from the other academies in Doha were willing to join us, we would not have been able to become the fourth faction. Even if first and second would be a little difficult, third place would still be a cinch. You should know that last year, when we were fighting for a spot in the mecha combat tournament with the Wuji Faction, we were only ten or so points away from them in the end. What a pity... "
When Zhang Jing-an Zilong mentioned the third faction, his tone and expression were unconvinced. He raised his head to look at Ling Lan and said, "However, I believe that things will be different this year. We will definitely be able to take back the third place. I know that the Central Scout Academy has a total of 300 or so new students who have been admitted to the military academy this year. As long as we work together, we can even give the second faction a run for its money. "
At this point, Zhang Jing-an Zilong was extremely agitated. He could almost see himself leading the students of the Central Scout Academy to dominate the military academy.
However, Ling Lan's reply knocked him back to reality from his daydream. He heard Ling Lan say calmly, "Senior Zhang's way of thinking is very admirable. However, I personally do not like fighting, and do not want to get involved in this kind of thing. As for the other new students, Senior Zhang can personally go and invite them to take a look."
Ling Lan's words almost made Zhang Jing-an Zilong vomit blood. His eyes widened as he stared at Ling Lan, his face full of disbelief. What did she say about not liking fighting? Wasn't that terrifying grand armed melee back then caused by this person before him?
Zhang Jing-an Zilong was just about to say something when Ling Lan stood up and said, "It's been a tiring day, and I'm already very tired. Forgive me for not being able to keep you company. Senior Zhang, please do as you please!"
That said, Ling Lan immediately left the hall and went back to her own room, not giving Zhang Jing-an any chance to say anything else to persuade her to stay.
Watching Ling Lan's disappearing figure, Zhang Jing-an Zilong's expression shifted slightly. Suppressing the rage in his heart, he turned to look at Zilong and said invitingly, "Junior Zilong, are you interested in contributing to our Central Scout Academy faction?"
Zilong yawned loudly and waved his hand in rejection, saying, "We're just following Boss Lan. If he's not interested, we're not interested either. Sorry, Senior Zhang! I'm really too tired. I need to rest too. Bye! "That said, he also left the hall and went back to his own room to rest.
The two strongest people of this batch of Central Scout Academy students had rejected him so mercilessly that Zhang Jing-an Zilong could not stay any longer. He bade farewell to Han Jijun and the others angrily, and then quickly left Ling Lan's villa dormitory.
"D * mn it, refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Does he really think that now is still the time for him to call the shots?" The moment he returned to his villa, Zhang Jing-an Zilong smashed a teacup from the coffee table in the hall onto the ground. The humiliation he had suffered at Ling Lan's hands just now finally exploded.
"Leader, what should we do next? Should we teach them a lesson? " His team members approached and asked in a low voice. This was Zhang Jing-an Zilong's style — whoever was unwilling to submit, they would send a team to stop them and force them to submit, until they joined their faction.
Zhang Jing-an Zilong's eyes flashed, and he felt an urge to send someone to teach those brats a lesson. However, he very quickly suppressed this impulse, knowing that now was not the time. After all, the other newbies had not joined his faction yet. If others found out that he had taught Ling Lan and the others a lesson because they had refused to join, those newbies might become wary and refuse to join.
Hmph! Wait till he had all the other newbies in his pocket, then he would definitely teach them a good lesson! Zhang Jing-an Zilong's gaze was venomous. Even if he died, he would never forget the humiliation he had suffered in the last year of his scout career. That grudge from back then — he would definitely get his revenge.
Zhang Jing-an Zilong's failure and disappearance were quickly made known to the upper echelons of the other factions. Some of them mocked him, while others gloated at his misfortune. However, they did not take the title of the Central Scout Academy's strongest aberrant seriously. Even though they knew that this year's top scorers were from the Central Scout Academy, they did not take it to heart. This was because every year, there would be a top scorers, but those who could truly become the strongest of their batch were usually not the top scorers.
Everyone thought that the Central Scout Academy faction would very quickly attract a fight between the old and new factions, but unexpectedly, everything was calm and peaceful. Zhang Jing-an Zilong did not take any action against the other, and Ling Lan's faction seemed to be focused on their studies, with no intention of fighting for power. This confused the various factions — could it be that Zhang Jing-an Zilong could really tolerate this batch of disobedient newbies?
It was not that Zhang Jing-an Zilong did not want to make a move, but rather that he could not. During this period of time, he had been constantly inviting the other newbies to join his faction, but all of them had rejected him. Although Zhang Jing-an Zilong had thought of starting with the weakest newbies, he found that this batch of newbies had relationships with one another, and they were all on very good terms with one another — it was easy to cause a chain reaction. This forced Zhang Jing-an Zilong to give up on this plan. He could only endure and think of another way.
Zhang Jing-an Zilong's repeated failures with the newbies was naturally not unknown to Ling Lan, because Wu Jiong, Li Yingjie, and the other team leaders had all discussed this matter with her before.
Ling Lan directly stated her decision — to observe for a year before deciding. After all, their first year would be filled with arduous physical training missions — they would not have the energy to participate in this kind of power struggle. When they reached their second year, when the time was ripe, they would be able to decide whether to join the other faction or organize their own matters.
Ling Lan's words seemed to have given these people a direction, so they all decided not to join any faction for the time being, focusing on completing their own training missions. They also wanted to prevent Zhang Jing-an Zilong and the other factions from flying into a rage out of humiliation because they could not get what they wanted, so they agreed to temporarily set up a New Cadet Regiment, to advance and retreat hand in hand.
They did not ask for Ling Lan's opinion, directly electing her as the first regiment commander of the New Cadet Regiment, with Zilong as the second regiment commander, Wu Jiong as the third regiment commander, Li Yingjie as the fourth regiment commander, and the fifth regiment commander would be rotated by the other team leaders to facilitate coordination.
Ling Lan only found out about this result afterwards, and was utterly speechless! Mind you, she had asked them to observe for a year because she wanted them to have a bargaining chip, not because she wanted them to form their own team, and she did not want to become the first regiment commander of this New Cadet Regiment... hells, she didn't want to take on any responsibility at all, alright?
However, Ling Lan's face was already at the level of absolute facial paralysis, her emotions almost undetectable. Thus, no matter how dissatisfied she was, she could only exude an endless stream of cold air to torment these idiotic students who did not understand her true thoughts.
Ling Lan's cold air made the freshmen shiver — every time they passed by Ling Lan, their legs would tremble from the chill. However, this only strengthened their conviction — just look at how strong their first regiment commander was! Just one look was enough to freeze them. Under his leadership, they would definitely be able to hold their heads high and stand firm within the military academy.
No one knew who leaked the news of the Central Scout Academy's New Cadet Regiment to the freshmen of the other academies in Doha. These freshmen had all experienced the great event of Ling Lan leading the Central Scout Academy freshmen to successfully seize control of the spaceship, so they had full faith in Ling Lan. For this reason, quite a number of Doha freshmen also joined the New Cadet Regiment. Only an extremely small number of freshmen joined the other factions of Doha due to personal reasons.
This way, the New Cadet Regiment gained close to 500 freshmen. This moderately sized organisation prevented the other factions from oppressing them too much. If a major riot broke out, the military academy would step in to suppress them, which would be disadvantageous to them as well. Under these circumstances, the freshmen of the New Cadet Regiment temporarily gained some space to live freely...
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