I Can Control Resources

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SPLASH!

In the Virtual Battlefield.

A figure burst from the lake’s surface, dragging someone by the foot. Since most of the person’s body was still submerged, the scene didn’t draw much attention at first.

"It’s Gao Neng!"

"He’s still alive? My God, he’s actually still alive?!"

"Look, that leg looks like Lieutenant Chen’s... Wait a minute, did Lieutenant Chen pass out? Oh my god, am I seeing things? Gao Neng took down Lieutenant Chen?!"

The students on the small island stared, their mouths agape.

He Haifan, Mao Shan, and the others were just as pale. They watched Gao Neng drag Chen Bai out of the lake and onto the shore, their hearts a maelstrom of complicated feelings.

’Should we go fight him?’

’Can we even win?’

Gao Neng ignored the students on the island. He dragged Chen Bai onto the island from a different spot, then pulled out a thorny vine he had hidden behind a rock.

"What a thick thorny vine!"

"What... what is he planning to do?"

"Don’t tell me he’s going to... to whip... Lieutenant Chen?!"

The students were aghast.

The thorny vine in Gao Neng’s hand was incredibly thick—at least a fist and a half in diameter—and covered in sharp, long thorns.

CRACK!

As the students watched in shock, Gao Neng brought the thorny vine down with practiced ease.

"AHH!!" The already unconscious Chen Bai was jolted awake by the pain, his eyes flying open.

’Damn, that really stings!’

Chen Bai’s face was ashen. He struggled to get up and continue his desperate fight with Gao Neng.

But Gao Neng gave him no such chance. He pounced, furiously whipping him with the thorny vine.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"Gao Neng, you... you just... wait!" Chen Bai watched his health bar bottom out and let out an indignant cry before his body vanished on the spot.

The other students who witnessed this were too stunned to speak.

’So domineering!’

’So cruel!’

’He really dared to whip him?!’

’Isn’t he afraid that Lieutenant Chen will kill him after they leave the Virtual Battlefield?’

Just as the students were thinking this, they noticed something seemed off about Gao Neng. He was swaying, dry-heaving nonstop, and looked like he could collapse at any moment.

"Gao Neng is spent!"

"Quick, now’s our chance!"

He Haifan and Mao Shan exchanged a quick glance, then both gritted their teeth and charged toward Gao Neng almost simultaneously.

"He Haifan and Mao Shan are trying to take advantage of his weakness!"

"Third High, with me!"

"Stop them!"

The students from Third High immediately gave chase.

However, He Haifan and Mao Shan were incredibly fast. In a flash, they were in front of Gao Neng, throwing punches from the left and right simultaneously.

BANG!

BANG!

He Haifan and Mao Shan went flying.

Gao Neng, on the other hand, had struck a pose from the first routine of the national primary and middle school calisthenics program: ’Stretching’.

"That pose?!"

"Gao Neng really is the little yellow duck!"

"Does that mean... we’ve been hunting Gao Neng this whole time?!"

The students were once again stunned by the familiar pose.

But Gao Neng paid them no mind, calling out the rhythm to himself, "One, two, three, four. Two, two, three, four. Three, two, three, four. Four, two, three, four. Again..."

Soon, the haze in Gao Neng’s eyes cleared, replaced by clarity.

’It really can expel all negative statuses!’ Gao Neng marveled inwardly. ’Aside from being utterly humiliating, this skill is truly invincible.’

After performing a few more routines,

Gao Neng’s condition had already recovered by a third.

That was more than enough.

"Just now, were you two trying to ambush me?" Gao Neng’s gaze fell on He Haifan and Mao Shan, who were standing dumbfounded to the side.

"So what if we were? This is a combat assessment. The top scorer becomes the champion. You can’t blame us for taking advantage of your weakness!" Seeing Mao Shan remain silent, He Haifan hesitated for a moment before stepping forward to speak.

"I’ve been wondering about something. During the theory exam, who was it that put phosphorus powder on my clothes... I think I know now," Gao Neng said.

"What do you know?" He Haifan’s brow furrowed.

"The things parents do for their children... I never thought He Lin would stoop to doing it himself! Principal He, your son here has some nerve, at least he dares to own up to what he does. But you, his father, you’re hiding your head in your shell, too scared to admit it. Are you a turtle?!" Gao Neng ignored He Haifan and suddenly shouted.

"Gao Neng, what nonsense are you spouting? My dad would never do something like that!" He Haifan’s fists clenched, and he charged forward.

Gao Neng didn’t hold back, knocking He Haifan to the ground with a single kick.

Then, he raised the thorny vine in his hand.

"What are you doing?!" He Haifan cried out in alarm.

"Whipping you, what else? Your old man framed me, so I’ll give you a few lashes. That’s not too much to ask, is it?" As Gao Neng spoke, the thorny vine had already struck He Haifan across the face.

CRACK!

He Haifan immediately let out a blood-curdling scream.

"Does it hurt?" Gao Neng chuckled.

"Gao Neng, I’ll kill you... How dare you whip me with this thing!"

"I even dared to whip Chen Bai. What makes you think I wouldn’t whip you?" Gao Neng’s actions, of course, had a purpose. He was creating a cover, concealing his true reason for whipping Chen Bai.

"AHH!!" He Haifan screamed again.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

After a storm of lashes, He Haifan finally vanished on the spot, full of indignation.

"Mao Shan, you’re next," Gao Neng said, looking up.

"I... I didn’t frame you! And my... my dad isn’t a principal either!" Mao Shan flinched and immediately backed away, eyeing the thorny vine in Gao Neng’s hand.

’The pain is doubled!’

’If he really hits me with that thing, the pain will be unbearable!’

"What does that have to do with anything? You’re all getting whipped anyway!" Gao Neng wasted no more words. He lunged, tackling Mao Shan to the ground, then raised the thorny vine and started whipping.

"Ah... It hurts so much, let me go!"

"No!"

"You demon, you’re a demon! Ah... The pain is killing me!" Mao Shan shrieked, but it was no use. In the end, he too could only die, filled with indignation.

Just then, Gao Neng patted the dust from his pants.

"Now, it’s your turn!"

"Us? But we’re from Third High... Third High!"

"The assessment is almost over, why bother with that now? You’re all going to be eliminated anyway. Isn’t it better to be eliminated by me than by someone else, right?" Gao Neng grinned brightly.

"That... actually makes... some sense." The Third High students exchanged glances, then gritted their teeth. "Well... can you not use that thing to whip us?"

"Nope. Everyone gets treated the same!" Gao Neng shook his head.

"Ah... Run!"

"Don’t run! Everyone has to die! The sooner you die, the sooner you can reincarnate, my dear classmates!" Gao Neng shouted as he charged, no longer caring if they were from Third High, Second High, or First High. He just grabbed one and started whipping furiously.

...

"AHHH... Don’t whip me, I want to kill myself!"

"Stay away, Gao Neng, I’m begging you... I’m a guy, don’t be so rough!"

The screams were endless.

The small island was instantly plunged into a bloody reign of terror.