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Chapter 61

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Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Zilong was not one to shy away from trouble. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes at Li Yingjie and said, "Too much? So what if it's too much? Do you have a problem with that? " Zilong was sometimes very shameless, because he did not need to consider the consequences. He trusted that his good friend Han Jijun would help him settle things, and now that he had acknowledged Li Yingjie as his boss, Zilong became even more brazen.

Of course, as his staunch supporters, Ling Lan and Han Jijun, had ugly expressions on their faces. They glanced at each other and smiled wryly, especially Han Jijun. He found that Zilong had become increasingly brazen recently, and this was not a good thing. He decided to wait until there was no one else around to give Zilong a good brainwash.

Zilong's words finally drew the ire of lackey # 1 behind Li Yingjie. He jumped out and shouted, "Brat, do you know who he is?"

"The third grandson of the head of the Li family." Zilong dug at his ears to show that he was not deaf and had heard clearly.

"He is also this year's number one in the special classes, the most promising scout of the Federation this year." Lackey # 1's face was full of pride, as if he was the one who had been number one.

Li Yingjie's face was also somewhat smug. He was also very proud that he had been able to suppress all the other heroes and take the number one spot.

Number one? Zilong glanced at Li Yingjie. He could not feel how strong the other was. Even the aura emanating from the other's body could not compare to his own, let alone his boss. Zilong had personally experienced that sliver of killing intent his boss had exuded — it was not that simple.

Zilong's innate talent was his strong intuition. In Han Jijun's words, it was the instinct of a beast. He did not need to think too much, just relying on his intuition to sense the strength of his opponent.

Sensing that this year's top student of Special Class-A could not even match up to him, Zilong was displeased. Thus, his attitude became even worse, and he said with a look of contempt, "So what?"

Zilong's unscripted answer made the other party's face turn red, and the others burst out laughing. Zilong was definitely the kind of person who didn't even have to pay for it. What was even more frightening was that he didn't even know how the other party died.

"You, just wait to be taught a lesson by our boss." Lackey Number Two also came out to help.

"Really? Then I'll be waiting. "Zilong looked at Li Yingjie with disdain and said rudely.

Zilong dared to be so arrogant because he was very confident in himself. He believed that other than his own boss, no one could beat him. Moreover, even if he failed miserably, he still had his boss to back him up. Li Yingjie believed that Boss Lan would definitely not stand by and watch as his little brother was bullied. In short, Zilong was now shamelessly sticking to Ling Lan.

These words made Li Yingjie's cheeks puff up like a toad's. However, he still remembered to maintain the demeanour of an aristocratic family, so he didn't make a move on the spot. In the end, he glared viciously at Zilong and said, "Just you wait."

The waters of the Scout Academy were very deep! Li Yingjie still remembered his father's warning. Before he fully understood the ins and outs of the Scout Academy, he didn't dare to act rashly. His father had also said that the rule of the academy was that the strong were respected. It was almost impossible to act as one wished in the academy just based on one's family background and wealth. Unless you could bribe a powerful student to protect you, otherwise, even if he was bullied by the commoner children of the academy, it would be for nothing. His family would not interfere, and he could only rely on himself to deal with it.

His father's words made him hesitate. He decided to bide his time and properly understand the academy. After he had built up his own power, he would find a chance to teach that arrogant fellow a lesson and let him know his prowess. Li Yingjie was very confident. With his ability and his family background, he definitely wouldn't lose to anyone in the academy.

Since their master had left, the lackeys naturally had to leave with him. However, from the fierce looks they left behind, it was clear that this matter wasn't over. Still, this was a matter for the future. Li Jinghong finally let out a sigh of relief. He had finally gotten rid of that annoying person.

"Why do you hate him so much? It's said that he's the most likely contender for the position of the next head of the family. " Han Jijun was curious. The competition in the Li family had always been fierce. In the past, the position of head of the family had always been decided by the direct descendants relying on their own ability to suppress the others. Thus, the so-called succession order was just an empty phrase. According to the rules of survival of the aristocratic families, Li Jinghong from the collateral branch should have to curry favor with the other.

Hearing this, Li Jinghong's expression darkened. He said, "I really don't like him. No matter how good his qualifications are, I still don't like him. You guys don't know, but our eldest cousin brother is really, really good. Us collateral branch children like him very much. Unfortunately …" Li Jinghong's expression became resolute. "No matter what the result is, I definitely won't stand against eldest cousin brother."

"If that's the case, won't you offend Li Yingjie?" Han Jijun shook his head. Li Jinghong's way of thinking wasn't suitable for a large aristocratic family like the Li family. The result of being dominated by emotions was very easy to become cannon fodder. If Li Yingjie really did get the position of head of the family, Li Jinghong's current actions would make it impossible for him to survive in the Li family.

"It doesn't matter. Who knows if there will be a child more talented than him in the future?" Li Jinghong didn't believe that it would be so easy for Li Yingjie to get the position of head of the family. In this generation, because of his eldest cousin brother's mediocre talent, the immediate family's ambitions had skyrocketed. They were all secretly plotting against each other, all eyeing that position.

"Besides, even if Li Yingjie really does get lucky and inherit the position, I'm not afraid. I plan to become a professional soldier. In the future, the Li family won't be able to control me." Li Jinghong revealed his plans. This was also why he wasn't afraid of offending Li Yingjie.

He didn't want to see his favorite eldest cousin brother being forced by others to lose the position of head of the family and then be imprisoned for life. So he decided to leave the muddy waters of the Li family as soon as possible. Even if he couldn't see it, he wouldn't be sad.

This was the nature of a large aristocratic family. The complicated, bloody, and merciless environment forced these children to grow up quickly.

"Welcome to the family." Han Jijun really liked Li Jinghong's personality. He had decided on his own future early on and then walked straight ahead, ignoring the disturbances around him. This kind of person was very likely to succeed. Han Jijun liked to make friends with people like this, because the other wouldn't cause trouble for him.

Yep, one troublemaker Zilong was enough. Han Jijun refused to have a second one.

The ten members of Group 072 didn't take this matter to heart, continuing to eat, drink, and chat. Meanwhile, Ling Lan didn't know that in the future, she would become entangled with this Li family …

In the afternoon, she toured the entire Central Scout Academy. On the way, when she passed by the combat hall, she was once again dragged in by Zilong for a fierce fight. Of course, Ling Lan didn't hold back and gave Zilong a good beating. However, Zilong could still grin foolishly under his bruised nose and swollen eyes, revealing his mouth full of white teeth. From this, one could tell that he really was a complete masochist.

After lunch, Ling Lan had contacted her family early to arrange a time to pick her up. When it was about time, she said goodbye to her group of friends from Group 072. Perhaps it was because the children of this world matured early and were intelligent, but Ling Lan didn't find it troublesome or boring to interact with them. Of course, what made her so patient was that Ling Lan's motherly love was bursting at the seams with these adorable children of different personalities …

The group of friends sent Ling Lan off reluctantly, especially Zilong, who strongly urged Ling Lan to go home and have a good talk with her parents so that she could stay with them on campus. According to him, just the thought of fighting with Boss Lan every day was exhilarating enough.

Ling Lan, who had originally been a little tempted by the idea of staying on campus, decisively cut off the idea after learning of Zilong's plans. Hells, she had no interest in fighting with Zilong every day like a madman. This fellow was like a cockroach that couldn't be killed. Although she was confident that she could defeat Zilong, she couldn't be sure how long it would take. It would be too much of a hassle for her.

The school gates were tightly shut. It was cold and cheerless, with not a single person in sight. When the guards at the gates saw Ling Lan's group come out, they quickly came out to stop them. Ling Lan and the others were still wearing their own clothes, so the guards couldn't figure out where these children had come from. Because today was registration day, the academy did not restrict the children's attire. However, from tomorrow onwards, the students of the Central Scout Academy would have to wear their own uniforms, or else they would find it difficult to move around the Scout Academy.

Speaking of the Scout Academy's uniforms, there were a total of four colours. These colours were not to differentiate between the lower grades and the upper grades, but to differentiate between the classes, to let the children understand from a young age what class and privilege were, and what it meant to respect the strong.

The school's uniform was similar to the Federation's military uniform, looking very spirited when worn. The Special Class-A uniform's colour was a flamboyant red, and the cuffs and collar were also different from the other classes, with gold patterns, giving it a low-key but luxurious feel. It represented the school's expectations for these children, hoping that they would be as dazzling as the colour red, and eventually become one of the brightest stars of the Federation.

According to the school's rules, when faced with a Special Class-A child wearing a red uniform, regardless of their grade, children of other colours had to back down. Of course, if a Special Class-A student insulted a child wearing a uniform of another colour, the other party could challenge him to a battle of vengeance during the first half of the year's rankings. Of course, he would have to bear the consequences himself.

Special Class-B, on the other hand, had white uniforms. Special Class-B consisted of a group of children who were slightly inferior to Special Class-A. In the future, they might very well reach the heights of the Class-A children, but they might also be reduced to mediocrity. Therefore, the use of white was a reminder to them that their future depended on their own efforts, and that the colour they would eventually become would depend on their own efforts.

The merit classes were blue, while the regular classes were green. These two colours represented the origins of life, and the school used these two colours to tell the children that they were an indispensable part of the Federation.

Of course, the colour of the school uniform was not unchanging. As long as you worked hard, you would have a chance to turn the tide every six months. The school would rearrange students into different classes according to the latest rankings every time.

Meanwhile, the 50 places in Special Class-A were coveted by almost ten thousand students at the same time, while the children originally from the special classes had to do their best to protect their places.

The Central Scout Academy, from the moment the children started school, told them that this was an incomparably competitive world.

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