Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 48

Lin Beichen covered his head and tried hard to put on an “I'm serious” face and said, “Alright. Then, what is mingling?”

Ding Sanshi thought he was going to have a high blood pressure attack.

Communicating with the black sheep could enable your veins to explode at any time.

However, when he thought how Chu Hen, the grade dean, had reminded him again and again, thought of his anticipation for Lin Beichen, thought of the glory for Third College…

He must calm down.

He rubbed his face hard. The old teacher tried to calm himself down.

“In fact, the purpose of the camp's organizing the bonfire party is not only to make you eat your fill, or only to make you relax. Instead, they want students to take this opportunity to know and communicate with each other. It's best if they can form some alliances to work with each other and maximize their benefits in the next 10 days in the competition.”

“The qualifying match does not address on individual's strength.”

“Instead, it's testing your wisdom, your leadership, and your flexibility.”

“It's testing your survival and adaption ability in a group.”

“Your every move and every word are under the eyes of the camp's three managers. They see them and remember them.”

Ding Sanshi explained patiently.

Lin Beichen wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. “You mean, actually, the real competition already started at the beginning of the party.”

Ding Sanshi shook his head. “No. To be preciously, it already started the moment you stepped on the camp.”

“That's so. The so-called bonfire party is not for us to eat for the last time. Actually, it's an open opportunity for us to find partners, to team up temporarily, to secretly ally, to conspire, collude, and bluff… Is that so?”

Lin Beichen said as if he just felt enlightened.

Ding Sanshi heard it and felt complicated in the heart.

“Eat for the last time, my foot.”

At first, he sounded quite right, but why did he sound weirder and weirder in the latter part of the sentence?

However, it meant mostly the same.

He said through gritted teeth, “You can say so.”

Lin Beichen looked around.

It was no wonder the three guys, Mu Xinyue, Wu Xiaofang, and Yue Hongxiang, were nowhere to be seen at the very beginning.

Lin Beichen said, “If that's so, then High-grade Bitch Mu and Simp Wu have already set off to pick up geniuses from other colleges?”

Ding Sanshi felt more complicated now.

The nicknames for other students were… too… brutal.

“Of course.”

He said grumpily, “Do you think everyone is as disappointing as you?”

Lin Beichen took a sip of the fruit wine and said, “That's not right. Generally speaking, shouldn't the students of the same college unite to win glory for the school? Why do they have to pick up other colleges' students? Who don't they pick me up?”

“Don't you know why they don't pick you up yourself?”

Ding Sanshi didn't want to trash him anymore.

“In fact, it's completely the opposite.”

Ding Sanshi said, “Students from the same college must be competitors. They have interest conflicts that can't be reconciled in a short time. It's hard for them to completely cooperate with each other. In history, students still prefer cooperating with people from other colleges. They exchange information to maximize their interest and can keep their basic shares in their original colleges.”

“And, for any student, as long as he can enter the official match, he will win glory for the college. In that way, they can not only suppress the competitors in their colleges, but also make a name for themselves. Who wouldn't want that?”

Lin Beichen got lost in thought. “I see.”

That was right.

It was always easier to sell out acquaintances than to cheat strangers.

It made sense that profiteers always liked to rip off acquaintances.

That contained the wisdom of handling people and affairs in the world, of staying at home or traveling, of stealing and killing, and of slaughtering and looting.

“But those geniuses from the Royal National Junior College must've disdained to gang up like this,” added Lin Beichen, “they would sure enter the Talent Battle. If they work together, no other colleges can win.”

Ding Sanshi shook his head. “It's not like that. Only one genius of those 100 on the list disdains this kind of cooperation and can 100% win, like a crane in a herd of chickens. Anyone can't threaten, and as for others… Remember, there's a competition for students at every level. Ordinary students have their competition, while geniuses have their own one. And, it's more competitive among the Royal National Junior College geniuses. Think about it, if you can defeat your opponent even in the qualifying match, then why not?”

Hearing that, Lin Beichen realized that he had taken things too lightly.

Competitions were everywhere.

The training this time was not just a qualifying match.

It was more than a calculating, scheming survival war.

Oops.

Wasn't that cultivating ill-intentioned bastards?

Lin Beichen complained secretly.

The education approach Cloudy Dream City adopted was like cultivating the most venomous insect in a box.

However, at the end of the day, since the North Sea Empire addressed so much on basic education, it obviously did not want to cultivate tough guys only good at martial arts. Instead, through various methods, they hoped to get more potential, strong, flexible compounded talents with leadership.

From this perspective, the training camp's qualifying match mode did take a lot of effort to devise.

Lin Beichen nodded and then grinned, saying, “Right. Well, is the one really outstanding genius you talked about, me?”

Ding Sanshi said, “What are you thinking about? Of course not. I was talking about Ling Chen, the Daughter of Destiny topping the individual rankings.”

“Okay.”

Lin Beichen said very grumpily, “Then I see.”

Then, he turned around and went back again into the fight with the food. He started to enjoy the food wholeheartedly.

Ding Sanshi waited for a moment and couldn't help but ask, “And then?”

Lin Beichen said, “There's no then.”

“So what I said to you just now… Am I playing the zither to a cow?”

Ding Sanshi suppressed his anger that was about to explode.

“You still haven't figured out one thing. Mr. Ding, there's no use in telling me all these,” Lin Beichen said, “the most important problem of the current stage is that I have a really bad reputation. I'm notorious. There's no use in my mingling. Who would want to team up with a scumbag loser?”

Ding Sanshi got stunned.

It made so much freaking sense.

He didn't really know how to refute him.

“Then at least you have to try.”

Ding Sanshi obviously sounded less confident.

Lin Beichen said while eating, “Am I not preparing myself? First, eat my fill, then I'll be energetic. When I get energetic, I can pick up… No, I mean mingle. Don't you believe me? When I'm full, I'll go get the pretty lady who ranks first on the individual rankings. Haha.”

Ding Sanshi said angrily, “If you can ally with Ling Chen, I will eat this table.”

“What the… Mr. Ding, do you really look down on me like that?”

Lin Beichen retorted discontentedly, “Don't you forget that I'm a bad boy, a very handsome bad boy. For those inexperienced girls, I have my way…”

Before his voice had died away—

A derisive laugh rang. “I've never seen such a shameless person.”

Chapter end