adbindia Chapter 53
Chapter 53
Chapter 53: Fujino's Reward, the Bloodline Report
Everyone in the classroom was stunned as they watched the limb-reattachment surgery on the podium.
Hoshino Hikari stood frozen in place, her little mouth slightly agape.
In that moment, she finally understood why Guo Shuai had said what he said earlier.
'This is nothing like a heart rate of 180…'
'This is a full 10,000 times more thrilling than riding a roller coaster!'
Even the ghost was left dumbstruck!
In the corner of the room.
The cigarette Lu Shiyan had just lit not long ago dropped to the floor again with a thud.
"This…is that even allowed?"
His face was filled with disbelief.
"And that knife spin just now…how did he do it? So fast."
Instinctively, Lu Shiyan picked up the scalpel in his hand and attempted to imitate Jiang Nan's earlier spinning motion.
However.
Hiss!
A flash of silver—the scalpel slipped straight out of his grip, slicing open his palm. Blood seeped through.
"……"
Lu Shiyan silently clenched his fist to stop the bleeding, his expression growing far more grave.
"Doesn't seem like I can."
"It's not just a matter of technique. That guy's physical constitution…something's off."
"The explosive power behind the punch he landed on me, and the precise wrist micro-control during that knife spin—no ordinary human could pull that off."
"That guy's physique…has definitely been significantly enhanced. Far beyond mine, even."
Lu Shiyan ran a frenzied analysis in his mind, ratcheting his alertness toward Jiang Nan up yet another level.
……
On the podium.
Fujino Juro had finally snapped out of his shock.
He immediately leaned over the desk, both eyes practically pressed against Izumishita Mukon's severed limb junction, examining it with painstaking care.
What he found, however, was…
The Mortise Socket interface Jiang Nan had fashioned was so flawlessly perfect it was infuriating!
The bone clasps fit together without a single gap, and even the blood vessels had been forced into rough alignment by the pressure!
Never mind whether the thing would be functional going forward, or whether it would necrotize…
The point was, it was connected right now!
And it was extremely secure!
"A genius……"
A frenzied gleam erupted in Fujino Juro's eyes.
"I admit I was outmaneuvered, but this…this is simply a genius idea!!"
"If the right side can be done this way…then why not the left side too?!"
And so.
Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, Fujino Juro turned to look at Izumishita Mukon's perfectly intact left half.
Then, repeating his earlier method, he began his meticulous carving!
"Ahhhhhh!!"
For the next 10 minutes, poor Izumishita Mukon found himself bouncing back and forth between passing out from pain and being jolted awake by it.
Compared to Jiang Nan's clean, sweeping cuts made with broad, decisive strokes, Fujino Juro's technique was exceptionally delicate.
He was genuinely chiseling the bone bit by bit, striving to achieve a perfect replication of Jiang Nan's masterpiece!
Until!
3:50.
Dring-dring-dring!
The end-of-class bell rang.
Fujino Juro reluctantly stopped what he was doing, gazing at his "artwork" with an expression of deep reluctance.
Afterward, he wiped the blood from his hands and walked straight to Jiang Nan, who had returned to his seat and was sleeping.
"Human."
Fujino Juro's voice no longer carried the savagery from before—it was now the acknowledgment of a peer.
"You're quite good. You gave me a wonderful inspiration."
"I admit…you have the standing to go toe-to-toe with me."
He paused, then spoke with meaningful weight.
"However, in this school, it is better to walk with your back bent."
"After all…not every teacher is as appreciative of talent as I am."
Yet this speech received no response whatsoever from Jiang Nan.
The sticky note rose and fell gently with his breathing.
Fujino Juro did not grow angry. He seemed to have already grown accustomed to this man's arrogance.
He reached out a large hand and fished a metal badge from the pocket of his tattered white lab coat.
With careful hands, he pinned it to Jiang Nan's collar.
A line of text was engraved on the badge.
【Rose High School: Chinese Class Representative】
"This is the reward I am giving you."
"As long as you wear this badge, all the ghosts within the school will know you are my 'star pupil'."
"You may freely enter and exit most areas of the campus, and at the same time…"
"You will also be able to enter the【Archive Room】—the place your kind would crack their skulls fighting over."
Having done all of this, Fujino Juro straightened up.
"Now, I must return to continue refining my blade technique."
"If you have time, come find me on Basement Level 2."
"That is the new school building. The environment there is far superior to this place."
With that, he grabbed Izumishita Mukon—who had been worked into an unrecognizable state—by one hand and swung him off the lecture desk, then turned and shoved his way out the back door and left.
Quite clearly…
His surgery was far from over.
……
"Boss…"
After confirming the ghost had left, Wang Meng quickly sidled up to Jiang Nan and lowered his voice.
"I just got intelligence that becoming an assistant grants access to the Ghost Domain Terminal Signal Tower map!"
"That thing probably contains information on all the important locations across the entire Eerie Island! It's definitely in the Archive Room!"
"Mm."
Jiang Nan peeled off the sticky note and opened his eyes to indicate he understood.
Then he lowered his head and looked at the still-dripping badge on his collar.
【Chinese Class Representative】
Jiang Nan fell silent for a moment.
He quietly fished out the disability certificate he always carried on his person.
He looked at the badge.
Then looked at the certificate.
The corner of Jiang Nan's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
'Although he wasn't physiologically mute—he was only feigning muteness to conserve his word count.'
'But making someone holding a mute certificate serve as Chinese Class Representative…'
'This hellish joke was genuinely a little hard to keep a straight face over.'
……
Some rejoiced while others worried.
As the break period wore on, the shadow of the next class descended upon Kujo Ran beside the podium.
【Class: Mathematics (4:00–4:30)】
【Instructor: Kujo Ran】
"Gulp."
Kujo Ran swallowed hard, her face pale.
Although her class period was shorter than everyone else's, she could not bring herself to feel the least bit happy about it.
Chen Tong had gotten lucky—she had drawn a ghost that was absent.
But what if she didn't have that kind of luck, and drew a ghost who was present in the room, or worse still, a fatal questioning…
What would she do then?
She only had a single Grade C support ability. Against these Rule-Type ghosts, she had absolutely no chance of winning.
Just as she was fretting like an ant on a hot pan.
A hand suddenly patted her on the shoulder.
"Want to live?"
Kujo Ran whipped around and saw Lu Shiyan—face smeared with blood, yet eyes abnormally bright.
"You…what do you mean?"
Kujo Ran looked at him guardedly.
'This Huaxia man humiliated me like that just earlier, and now he's suddenly offering to help—he's definitely up to no good.'
'Could he be trying to use me against Jiang Nan?'
Kujo Ran thought to herself: 'That makes sense. The other guy beat him like this, so naturally he'd want to rope in some help.'
Thinking this, she gritted her teeth.
"State your terms."
Lu Shiyan gave a light laugh.
"Seems you're not entirely hopeless."
"I don't need you to do much."
"Just follow my commands completely going forward…"
Lu Shiyan leaned in closer, his voice full of temptation.
"And perhaps I can even put you on the throne of the Kujo Family Head."
"What?!"
Those words hit like a thunderclap, and Kujo Ran's eyes instantly went wide.
That was the position she dreamed of even in her sleep!
The former Family Head was assassinated decades ago—he didn't die, but survived on life support equipment.
However, when the mass transit to the Savage Realm occurred, the equipment broke down and he was gone just like that.
Now the Kujo Family's internal factions were locked in a frenzied power struggle!
As the granddaughter of the second son of the Kujo Family, she naturally had a chance.
But…
How did this man know about it?
He's clearly Huaxia, so why does he have such detailed knowledge of her family's internal power struggle?
And he's so certain he can help her?
Just as she was puzzling over this.
Lu Shiyan leaned close to her ear and, in a voice only the two of them could hear, softly breathed out a single sentence.
"Private…"
Boom!
Kujo Ran jolted as if struck by lightning, her face awash with disbelieving horror:
"You…who exactly are you? How could you possibly know about the Kujo Family's…"
"Shh~"
Lu Shiyan raised one finger and pressed it to his own cracked lips.
"Keep your voice down."
"Secrets are only safe when kept inside your stomach, aren't they?"
As he spoke, his scalpel had already been pressed, without a sound, against Kujo Ran's lower abdomen.
Kujo Ran's body went rigid.
After a moment of silence, she slowly nodded.
The 2 of them struck a deal.
This scene looked rather strange to everyone else.
Liu Yuqing had been staring at them the entire time, but due to the distance and the low volume, she had not caught a single word of what Lu Shiyan had actually said.
"Tch…"
Liu Yuqing pushed her glasses up and cursed inwardly.
'Those 2 are definitely up to something! That sleazy middle-aged man's smile is way too sinister!'
Meanwhile, Hoshino Hikari—who had been kept completely out of the loop—felt an overwhelming sense of loss and hurt.
It was painfully obvious that these 2 not only had no intention of telling her, they had written her off entirely as an outsider.
All she could do was curl up like an abandoned little cat, burying her head in her arms on the desk, quietly processing this loneliness on her own.
……
At the same time.
Huaxia Nation's Second Base, Central Command Building.
3:58 AM.
"Ha~awn~"
Zhao Yan, who had just woken up face-down on the office desk, stretched lazily.
He rubbed his drowsy eyes and looked toward Wan Changzheng, who was standing before the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Commander…what time is it?"
"You're up early, Xiao Zhao."
Wan Changzheng gazed at the pitch-black night outside the window, his voice steady.
"It's only 3:58, not yet 6."
"The leaderboard hasn't refreshed yet."
"Before dawn breaks, the night is always long. Keep waiting."
"Ahhh~ if I'd known, I would've slept 2 more minutes."
Zhao Yan grumbled as he got up, walked to the water dispenser, and poured himself a cup of cold water to drain in one go, trying to clear his head a little.
"Anything interesting going on? Give me something to pass the time."
Wan Changzheng turned around and produced a document pouch still sealed with wax, placing it in front of Zhao Yan.
"There is."
"This is a top-secret intelligence report that Chief Engineer Shen just delivered not long ago."
"It concerns the remnants of the 《2027 National Bloodline Gene Survey Report》—a secret national operation conducted before the mass transit."
"A bloodline report?"
Zhao Yan's eyes lit up and he was immediately wide awake:
"Now that's something valuable!"
"It's a bit late, but as long as the information is here, we can follow the trail and identify those high-potential individuals in advance for protection and cultivation!"
He tore open the document pouch without waiting another second.
However, after flipping through a few pages, his brow furrowed.
"Something's wrong, Commander……"
"Why are there only photographs and a single simple line of bloodline concentration data?"
"What about the identity information—names, home addresses? It's all garbled nonsense?"
Wan Changzheng shook his head helplessly.
"There's nothing to be done."
"The energy magnetic field that erupted on the day of the mass transit was too terrifying—it caused massive corruption and loss across the database."
"Our specially made anti-interference materials were limited."
"We could only prioritize what was most critical."
"Having photographs at all is already enough. Other nations don't even have that much."
"Count your blessings."
"True…one must be content with what one has."
Zhao Yan sighed and resumed flipping through the documents.
He opened to the first page.
The title read plainly:
《Huaxia Nation—2027 National Bloodline Gene Survey Report—Top Secret Archive》
This was a report originating from 2026.
Intelligence recovered from an ancient ruin in the Polar Ice Wastes by Huaxia Nation's Tiger-Grade Blade Squad—intelligence that had given rise to a top-secret plan.
The intelligence indicated that beyond the Divine Chosen, there existed another hidden class among humanity—"Bloodline-Type Extraordinary Ones"!
Their abilities were bloodline-based in nature.
And they would manifest strength surpassing ordinary humans even before arriving on Blue Star!
For example, those athletes who effortlessly shattered world records…
Those individuals born with supernatural strength…
Even certain recluses who possessed extraordinary abilities…
They were very likely the descendants who had inherited the bloodlines of certain powerful races from the Savage Realm!
And ranked first among the entries was an extraordinarily handsome face…