At night, the full moon hung on the top of the bell tower, and the night draped black feathers on the white pigeons.
Kassel Academy fell into a deep sleep, but somewhere, the atmosphere gradually reached a fiery state. This place wasn't a physical location, but a virtual forum.
The Night Watchmen Forum was the official forum of Kassel College. It was the most used forum created by students. Many fourth-year interns and graduates relied on this forum for their only contact with the school. Therefore, besides students, many professors and teachers also registered accounts and actively posted on the forum.
The night watchers 'forum was very active tonight. Many new and familiar faces began to speak enthusiastically. It was always like this in the new semester. The students had endless complaints, such as the pork knuckle hair in the canteen was not cleaned properly, and the pickled vegetables had a sour smell.
One post after another was pushed up in the discussion forum, but it was immediately scrolled down by posts with even higher popularity. Suddenly, an eye-catching red post slowly floated up and finally hung at the top. Usually, this red post represented a reward post, but sometimes, the moderators with authority could also mark their own posts red and add highlights.
"Shocking! Would the A-class student become the first S-class student? Emperor Gattuso's limelight was about to be lost?”
The discussion forum was refreshed at a high speed. The top red post had reached more than 100 posts in less than ten seconds. A large number of users visited the interface, and the high speed of data caused the server to be stuck. When it refreshed again, the last comment had reached 300 posts.
"Who posted this? Where did you get the news?"
"Only the forum administrator can mark a post in red. I recognize the ID of this post. It's Fingel's account.”
"Fingel? He hasn't graduated yet?"
"No, no, you guys are still single. How can I bear to graduate? Senior Brother loves you guys like the sea!”Fingel, who had the administrator's logo, left a message. The entire forum page was once again stuck, and the comments instantly reached more than 500 levels. Fingel, who had been held back for two years, had always been a hot topic on the forum. To put it in a bad way, he was a master of rhythm. The posts he appeared in always brought about a bad atmosphere.
"Fingal, you can eat the free pork knuckles and mashed potatoes at the start of the semester, but you can't talk nonsense. It's only the end of the semester.”Someone left a message to express their doubts.
"What's the point of bringing in the title of first year Cesare Gattuso? With administrator authority, would he be afraid of the post sinking? Haha."
" You have been banned for 12 hours due to inappropriate comments, inappropriate vocabulary, and language attacks on the moderators and administrators.'
"Watch your mouth. Although I, Fingel, have been a little embarrassed in recent years, I have been the head of the news department for six years. Our news department never does fake news! The new student was a transfer student. It was said that he was originally in Year Two in China this year, but his bloodline was too outstanding and there were signs of initial awakening, so he was specially recruited by the principal into the school. It was expected that he would listen to the first grade in the next semester and officially enter the first grade next year.”Fingel explained.
The thread paused for a moment, and when it refreshed again, it was already on the 1000th floor. There were about 1,000 students from the four grades of Kassel Academy. Excluding most of the 4th grades who went out for internships, there were about 700 to 800 students. It was evening now, and the reply to the Sudoku was obviously a post that most of the students in the academy had posted.
"Believe me, I've already found another post about the freshmen's personal information. This is the link.”Fingal spoke again and started a new post, copying and uploading a long prepared document.
In the night watcher forum, the post recording Lin Nian's personal information instantly climbed to the second place. All the students of Kassel College were quietly watching the first half of this 16-year-old boy from China.
"To be honest, it's a little tragic." Someone scanned through the resume evaluation that made people cry.
"But he's very hardworking. It says that the freshmen have to move bricks in their spare time. Is that true?”
"How did the academy discover such a well-hidden student?”
"I heard that China has been conducting a population survey in recent years. Could it be that someone from the academy has infiltrated the survey team?”
"Excellent academic performance, good at track and field, e-sports, Kendo…10.50 seconds for 100 meters? Are you sure this is just a 16-year-old Chinese boy?”
"How is it? Do you believe me now?" Fingel left another comment on the main thread.
"There are many people in school who can run 100m in 10.50 seconds, and there are many girls. What makes you think he has the potential of an 'S'? One had to know that the principal was only an'S 'grade.”A third-year student questioned.
"I knew someone would ask that, but the person who said he had S-grade potential wasn't me. It was his mentor, Professor Manstein from the Discipline Committee! I was fortunate enough to hear this shocking news from the corner of my ears. The first thing I did when I returned to the dormitory was to inform the entire school.”Fingel left a message.
"His mentor is Professor Manstein? Coincidentally, I know someone who can tell if your news is true or not.@ Please don't fail, please don't fail.”
Not long after, the post that was tagged with "Please don't fail, please don't fail" appeared: "What's going on? Fingal, are you going to die? Aren't you afraid that my teacher will kill you?”
"This is one of Professor Manstein's students. You can ask her if Lin Nian's information is true.”Fingel immediately threw the pot to Mandy, who had been blown out.
Mandy, who was in the female dormitory, hugged her laptop frantically. The private messages on the forum were bombarded with red 99s in less than ten seconds. Even her roommates poked their heads out to ask her about the authenticity of the post.
"It's true! It was true! I'm Professor Manstein's student. I also have a 16-year-old junior from China. Don't PM me! My mailbox is about to explode!" Mandy left a message in the post: " Fingal, just you wait. If I don't beat you to death tomorrow, I'll take your surname!”
"Norma has the final say in the bloodline rating, but the freshmen have already passed the 3E exam. If this freshman's bloodline rating is to be stored in the file, wouldn't he have to wait until next year to take the exam together with the next batch?”A student who was familiar with the admission process asked.
"By that time, the popularity of the post will have long passed. Caesar might even be the president of the student council.”Some people still couldn't get over Fingel using Caesar as a gimmick.
"No, in two days, the academy will arrange a separate 3E exam for the freshmen. Professor Manstein asserted that this freshman can jump to the'S 'level with this exam!”"Shall we make a bet?" said Fingal. He was betting on whether he could pass the 3E exam and raise his level to 'S'!”
"Fingel, are you crazy? Didn't I say that if you help me pick up Lin Nian, the money you owe me will be written off?”Mandy sent Fingel a private message, but Fingel ignored her. After he finished his post, the number of replies exploded again.
His wild ambition was finally exposed. In less than half a minute, a new betting option appeared on the first floor of the post.
" Yes_or_no " were the two betting options.
"I'll make a good start.'S 'class is indeed very exaggerated. I wasn't even enrolled when I graduated from the last'S' class, but maybe I really caught a living'S 'class before I graduated? I bet 100 that the new student can advance to the'S 'class!”Fingel's message encouraged everyone to bet actively. Those who were familiar with him were not surprised. This guy always remembered the opportunity to make money.
"Why do you always have to find an excuse to make an offer, Fingal? Do you have no money to eat?”Someone mocked.
In the academy, Fingel had used his identity as an administrator to open many bets in the forum. There were all kinds of long and short bets. The short ones were betting on the odd and even numbers of this year's 'A' grade students on the eve of the 3E exam. The long ones were still hanging in the forum diving area. He remembered that the most recent one was betting on whether Caesar Gattuso could become the student council president before the third grade. Fingel had bet 100 yuan on it.
Fingel was always able to make a lot of money from the opening. Some people said that this was the last survival skill of a loser. If Kassel Academy had a course called " Gambling," he would definitely be able to get full credits every year, and he wouldn't have to worry about his GPA to graduate like now.
However, Fingel's behavior was still hard to understand. It was an unprecedented feat for an A-class bloodline to advance to S-class. Why would a good-for-nothing who still owed a few thousand dollars on his credit card be so confident to bet the last of his money on the seemingly illusory 'yes'?
"Senior Brother Fingel? What are you doing?" Someone asked, but it was not on the night watchers 'forum.
In the activity room of the student dormitory, Fen Ge, who was sitting in front of the sofa, suddenly shook and closed the notebook in front of him. The dozens of students around him were also shocked. They closed their notebooks and looked up at the person who spoke.
Lin Nian stood at the door of the activity room and looked at Fingel with a puzzled expression. Professor Manstein was observing everyone expressionlessly. Every student who was swept by his gaze broke out in a cold sweat.
Professor Manstein was the director of the Discipline Committee, and his responsibility was to rectify the bad school atmosphere.
"Ah, Junior Brother, you're back so early? I thought you were going for a physical examination." Fingel saw Manstein standing up with an awkward but polite smile.
"My body is a little uncomfortable…Mentor Manstein said that Norma assigned me to the dormitory 303 in District 1. Do you know where it is?”Lin Nian said.
"Of course I know. How can there be anything in this school that I don't know? Do you need me to help you carry your luggage?" Fingel leaned forward to express his warmth, and at the same time, he gestured to his lackeys behind him to be more alert.
"The luggage has been brought up. You just need to show Lin Nian around the dormitory.”Manstein looked at Fingel coldly. The sharp sense of the disciplinary committee told him that this guy did not do anything good before they came, but there was no evidence.
"Oh right, this is for you. This is your student ID.”Manstein handed Lin Nian an envelope.""Ask Fingal if you don't understand anything. His mentor is a good friend of mine, so there's no need to be so formal.”
"Thank you, Teacher." Lin Nian took the envelope and thanked him.
"Let's go, Junior Brother. I'll bring you to the dormitory to put your things away.”Fingel laughed as he held Lin Nian, who was carrying his luggage, and walked towards the exit of the activity room. As he walked, he turned his head and mouthed,""Seal-Seal!”
His underlings had already received the news of everything being prepared from the mass text message on their phones in the afternoon. Now that they were only one step away from closing the deal, they looked down and did not say a word when they received the news from their boss. Manstein watched the two of them leave before he left the activity room with relief, leaving a dozen people looking at each other for a few seconds before opening their notebooks to check the betting situation.
If there was no difference, those who bet on 'no' and 'yes' should be divided so that Fingel could use his $100 to win a miracle--provided that 'yes' really won.
At present, the amount of money bet on the 'no' side was more than 10,000 US dollars, which was in line with their expectations. On the other hand, the 'yes' on the other side was…It was also more than 10,000 USD?
"How is that possible?" One of the lackeys exclaimed, because the betting data meant that those who believed that Lin Nian had the potential to become an S-class were 50 - 50 with those who didn't!
There had indeed been cases of advancement in the 3E exam, or rather, the 3E exam was the real bloodline rating. Norma would adjust the student's class according to the level of the examinee, but to advance from 'A' to 'S'? Even Caesar Gattuso, who was in the limelight, could not do it. Why did so many people think that this unknown skip student could do it?
Could it be that when they were being attacked by the disciplinary committee members, someone had secretly leaked some shocking information on the forum and dug up this new student's unspeakable past? However, what kind of shocking news could reverse the bet to such an extent? It couldn't be that this freshman had slaughtered a dragon when he was still a teenager, right?
"No, wait, use Fingel's administrator ID to check the betting information on 'yes'!”someone suddenly said.
Someone flipped open Fingel's laptop and entered the backstage. The people around them gathered around and gasped when they saw the list of people who had placed their bets. They found that there were only three people who had placed their bets on the " yes " side.
Apart from Fingal who had used his own account to bet 100 dollars, the second player on the forum had an ID called " Bi Yuntian ", which was very unfamiliar. The bet was 500 dollars, which was neither too big nor too small. It looked like he wanted to win some sumptuous supper with foie gras and lemon juice.
However, the biggest focus of this bet was actually the third account. This guy actually bet 10000 USD in one go! This meant that he alone had leveled the odds of the entire bet!
The ID of this account was very familiar to the students in the activity room. Almost no one in the entire school was unfamiliar with this ID since last semester--"Dictator".
Cesare Gattuso, at 18:32, bet 10000 USD on Lin Nian being able to advance to grade S with the 3E exam, and left a message:
"I'm looking forward to the new student's performance. If he can really become the first'S 'grade student I meet in school, then I'll extend an olive branch to him.”
"I think I caught a shark." Someone in the activity room whispered.
"Seal! Quickly seal the plate! With Caesar's charisma, the bets would definitely be one-sided!”Someone exclaimed.
However, before they could return to their computers, the betting account 'Yes' refreshed again, and new IDs appeared.
" Don't fail, don't fail." He bet 100 US dollars on " yes."
"Guderian (Professor)" placed a bet of 200 USD on "Yes."
"Gerd Rudolf Manstein (Professor)" bet 1000 US dollars "Yes".
They all bet that Lin Nian would be able to advance to S-class.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. For a moment, the bets began to tilt toward the unbelievable side of 'yes'.
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