Chapter 341 Caesar: S-Level? Xia Mi? There Will Be No Return for Them!

"So, you saw everything?"

Xia Mi immediately widened his eyes and asked.

"Tell me, did you eavesdrop just now? How much did you eavesdrop on?"

"Yes! I heard it all!"

Nuonuo pretended to be mysterious.

Xia Mi blinked and realized that this guy was lying to him.

With her barrier and Su Mo's perception, how could she not know if someone was eavesdropping outside?

However, she did not expose this, but directly stood up and extended her hand to Nono.

"Since you heard something you shouldn't have heard, don't blame me for murdering someone. I blame you for being too curious!"

Hearing this, Nono quickly shrank his head, and then saw Xia Mi about to climb up from the railing.

With Nuonuo's observation ability, she naturally realized that Xia Mi was joking, so she pretended to be panicked and huddled in the corner of the bed, covering herself with a quilt.

"No, Xia Mi! I'm going to scream if you come here again!"

"Jie, Jie, Jie, just scream, no one will come to save you even if your throat is broken!"

Miss Xia Mi cooperated very well in taking on the role of the villain. She pounced towards him and completely overwhelmed Nono.

With her skills, she was naturally not someone that Nono could resist.

Tens of seconds later, Nono wrapped himself in a quilt and turned into a rice dumpling, looking like he had been bullied.

Xia Mi, who was completely victorious, stopped temporarily and sat on the edge of the bed, her slender calves covered with white cotton socks dangling in the air.

"The red-haired miko, that's all!"

Xia Mi looked at his palm, recalling the touch just now, and hummed softly.

This guy has an average build! Not much older than myself.

"Better than you!"

Nuonuo whispered.

"Huh? What did you just say?"

Xia Mi immediately lengthened his voice and looked over threateningly.

"No, it's nothing. I mean Miss Xia Mi will definitely be able to surpass me in the future!"

Nono immediately gave in and said something against his will.

"That's pretty much it!"

Natsumi nodded, recalling Mount Fuji in Eri, and felt that this was his goal.

It's just Nono, but it's still too mediocre.

Naturally, Nono didn't know what Xia Mi was thinking, otherwise he would definitely ask where this guy got his confidence.

After the commotion, just as Xia Mi was thinking about how to explain, Nuonuo suddenly spoke.

"So, you were just having a high-level meeting of the organization, so that's why you didn't notify me of this newcomer?"

"Huh? Hmm...hmm! That's right, that's it!"

Xia Mi blinked and nodded immediately.

If anything, Nono's guess was indeed correct, but she probably didn't know that she was currently the only outer member of this mysterious organization.

"So, Eri is also a member of the organization?"

Nono was a little surprised.

She had communicated with Eriki and knew that she still had the mind of a child, but this child was actually a high-level member of the organization?

"Yes, but her condition is quite special and she needs to be treated by Su Mo."

Xia Mi said vaguely.

"Understood!"

Nono didn't ask any further questions, but continued.

"I won't pry into the organization's secrets, but if you need anything, you can call me at any time and I can help!"

Nono now has great trust in the organization's credibility and capabilities.

Not only could the Chen family be easily taken care of, but the Gattuso family was easily defeated by the organization and went bankrupt.

Nowadays, the members of the organization have directly penetrated into Kassel College, and just a few members are the best.

S-class Su Mo, Eri Yi, A-class Natsumi, Zero and myself, sending so many outstanding members to Kassel Academy must be something big.

Regarding the Chen family, Nono had already felt the sincerity of the organization. Not only did he quickly track down the clues, but he also took action against the Gattuso family without any scruples. He even met Odin himself.

Although she didn't really get any clues about her mother's soul, it was much closer than she thought. And to get all these results, Nono didn't even make any contribution.

She just contributed a small amount of money and less important information, and the organization was willing to do this for her.

Having received this level of help, she was naturally willing to contribute to the organization free of charge.

Hearing what Nuonuo said, even Xia Mi couldn't help but feel a little moved.

What a tool man!

Even though Nuonuo's attributes as a rich woman were crushed by Rich Women No. 2 and No. 3, and she was reduced to a spare tire, she was still better than the other two in terms of convenient and useful attributes.

"There is no need for help at the moment, but we will participate in a free day tomorrow. Do you want to play with us?"

Xia Mi, who felt that he should be nicer to Rich Woman No. 1, directly initiated the invitation.

In her opinion, this kind of playing house is indeed as relaxing an activity as going shopping.

In Nono's view, this kind of activity requires careful preparation.

"Okay, I'll go too!"

She originally likes excitement, so naturally she will not refuse real-life CS-type games.

·

When the team participating in the Free Day added an A-level hybrid.

Kassel College, forty meters underground in the library, a dark figure slumped in a swivel chair in front of the plane. The dim light of the screen reflected his expression, which was full of frustration.

"Another $600,000 is missing. Damn it! The freshmen of this class are really evil!"

The burly but paralyzed man sounded angry.

Losing two six hundred thousand dollars in succession was a huge blow to a poor guy like him.

Upon hearing this, the girl's figure was reflected on the computer screen in front of him. The girl smiled slightly and said softly.

"If you only take a commission and don't want to catch them all, you can't lose so much as a banker, right?"

Hearing this, the man spoke plausibly.

"I've already gambled, and naturally I want to pursue the maximum profit. Gambling without the possibility of getting rich, what's the difference between gambling and hard work? Isn't it just hard-earned money!"

He redefined "hard-earned money" and then gritted his teeth.

"Damn it! If I had known earlier, I would have set up insiders to prevent profit. I guarded Xia Mi and Su Mo, but I didn't guard that elementary school student!"

Hearing this, the girl on the screen showed a helpless expression.

"If you set this rule, you will be the first to be banned."

When it comes to using inside information to make profits, he, the initiator of the handicap, is the one who deserves to be sanctioned.

"...It seems to make sense."

The man hesitated for a moment and was convinced.

After a few seconds of silence, he quickly cheered up again.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you failed before. You can open a new handicap tomorrow on the free day. I don't believe I will lose this time!"

Hearing this, the girl on the screen did not persuade him, but asked curiously.

"Who are you going to bet on to win this time? Su Mo?"

"That's right!"

The man nodded heavily.

"Being able to suppress the eight Sheqi families and abduct their princess, there is no doubt about the strength of the S-class. The only one who can rival him is her princess who obeys his orders again. This time, he is free for one day. If you participate, there should be no dispute about the championship.”

After saying this, his expression was suddenly full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"There are so many beautiful soft girls, damn, what kind of treatment is there for a winner in life!"

"Oh? I hear you say this with envy, right?"

The girl on the screen asked with a smile.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this smile makes people feel a little cold.

"No, no, no! How dare I do this? I'm just spurning him!"

The man immediately shook his head and gave in.

"snort!"

The girl on the screen snorted softly, let the other person go for the time being, and then raised an objection.

"But what if this S-class wants to participate but is not interested in winning the championship?"

Hearing this, the man smiled proudly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! EVA, you don't understand men, you don't understand men's psychology, just like the strongest peacock likes to open its tail, even if S-level is not interested in the reward itself, you will not refuse this honor! Honor is like a lion’s mane, the more the better.”

At this point, he paused and added.

"Not to mention, many people in the academy doubt that this S-class can't beat his girlfriend. Whether it's to prove himself or for the dignity of a man, this S-class will definitely take action!"

After hearing his confident analysis, even if EVA felt that Su Mo did not have this type of personality, it was difficult to refute.

"If you want to open the market, do it as soon as possible! If the money you make this time is not enough, if Mr. Flamel discovers that you have misappropriated his funds, be careful that he kicks you out."

"It makes sense, that old pervert is really capable of doing this!"

Hearing this, the man looked stern and became a little serious.

"I heard him say before that he wanted to accept an S-class student as a student to pass on his legacy of alchemy. If the two of them hook up, wouldn't my spare tire be in danger?"

Hearing this, the artificial intelligence was speechless.

"...You are not a spare tire, you are just an ineffective student at most. I think the instructor doesn't mind taking in another useless student, but if he knows that you have embezzled his little treasury, then you will be really in trouble."

With the vice-principal's style, he might be more concerned about his own small treasury than the Flamel family's mantle.

"Even you tacitly admit that I am a useless student. This makes me, a useless student, very heartbroken. But what you said does make sense. I have to go and open the market quickly. See you next time!"

The man stood up and prepared to run away.

At this moment, the girl on the screen stopped him.

"Wait, last question!"

"What's up?"

The man looked back at the screen.

"Is the reason why you ran over to greet the S-class in advance just to make a profit from the handicap?"

the girl asked.

After hearing this, the man was silent for a long time before speaking.

"I just want to observe him. The principal is so special to him. I want to know if he is the one I am waiting for?"

"The one who's waiting?"

The girl repeated his words.

"The one who can end everything!"

The man's voice was suddenly as cold as pig iron, like a famous blade that had weathered the wind and frost breaking out of the ground, showing its edge again after a thousand years.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence in the room.

The man left silently, and the girl on the screen watched him. His back was no longer as straight as it was ten years ago.

·

Early the next morning, student union members wearing crimson combat uniforms lined up in front of Norton Hall.

Standing in front of all the student council members was a man with shining blond hair and as majestic as a lion.

"Free Day starts at nine o'clock, and we still have half an hour to make final preparations."

The President of the Student Union, Caesar Gattuso looked at his strictly disciplined subordinates with eyes as sharp as knives.

"Everyone must already know about the bankruptcy of the Gattuso family. There are occasional gossips on the school forum, but these are just boring noises."

The bankruptcy of the Gattuso family cannot be said to have no impact on the surrounding environment.

It's just that Caesar was used to hearing gossip since he was a child, so he didn't take these things to heart.

"I know that many people think that I am a second-generation ancestor who relies on his family background to get to where he is now. They think that the student union is an organization that I raised with money. If it were not for money, it would not be possible. At this point, it is impossible to compete with the Lion Heart Society or even defeat them."

Having said this, Caesar smiled coldly.

“I don’t deny that my family’s funds have contributed to my success, but I definitely don’t think our student union will be vulnerable if we lose funds.”

"Only vulgar people will think that all our success is bought with money. Only we know the efforts we have made and the strength we have."

"On this day last year, we won the Freedom Day together, completely overwhelming the old club Lionheart Club, and creating a reputation as a student union. This honor has nothing to do with money. It is proof of our strength!"

Mentioning this honor, the members of the student union held their heads high and held their chests high. Being able to defeat the Lion Heart Club, an old club, is one of the most proud medals of the student union.

At this point, Caesar's voice gradually became impassioned.

"And this year, we will prove ourselves again! Arm ourselves with the honor of victory, and then look at all the cynics with scornful eyes. We will become the winners. And winners will not accept any criticism!"

"Bah bang bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, warm applause burst out spontaneously.

Under Caesar's speech, the members of the student union gradually began to share the same hatred.

Those gossips and negative remarks were cleverly embodied by Caesar and became their unified enemy, so they must unite to fight against the contempt of others.

Introducing external conflicts to build internal consensus has been a tried and tested method by politicians and military strategists throughout the ages.

Caesar, who was trained as a leader, was naturally familiar with these skills.

After the applause ended, suddenly some freshmen members of the student union raised their hands.

"Boss, what will we do if the new S-class student and the dragon slayer Xia Mi participate!"

Their imaginary enemies during previous training were the Lionheart Club, and they did not expect that outsiders who could subvert the situation would join.

This issue also resonated with other members.

The S-level has not shown much prominence yet, so regardless of that, the A-level dragon slayer Xia Mi’s melee combat skills are dominant.

Even if there were all elites present, no one had the confidence to defeat Xia Mi.

Hearing this, Caesar paused slightly.

He really wasn't prepared for the S-class, and he didn't have much information about Xia Mi either.

It's not that his intelligence preparation was insufficient, but that Xia Mi's intelligence was too little, her melee skills were too incredible, no one knew her training, and she had never used firearms, so no one knew her level of firearms use.

However, as a leader, naturally he cannot say that he is not good at this time.

Necessary composure and bravado are the only magic weapons to boost morale.

"S-class? Dragon slayer?"

The corners of Caesar's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a wise smile.

"If they come to participate in the Freedom Day, I will make sure they never come back!"

After making this announcement, seeing the hesitant expressions on everyone's face, Caesar immediately understood that these words alone were not convincing enough.

The strength shown by Xia Mi was too strong, and just one or two words could not reverse this overwhelming impression.

So after Caesar paused for two seconds, he spoke meaningfully.

"No matter what, it's just one or two people. No matter how strong they are, can they withstand automatic firearms?"

After hearing this, the members of the student union nodded.

Yes, the numerical advantage may not be apparent in close combat, but under the attack of long-range firearms, no matter how strong Xia Mi is, it is impossible to guard against bullets, right?

Thinking that they might be able to defeat this dragon slayer on the battlefield, the members of the student council became more motivated.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Caesar nodded with satisfaction, and then spoke again for the final mobilization.

"Nowadays, the student union's funds are tight. We have already lost the ballet troupe. We cannot lose Norton Hall again. Although Kassel is big, we have no way to retreat but to charge!"

As soon as the words fell, the aroused student union members raised their guns and roared.

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"