"Haven’t you already checked in?"

Xiao Xueyin hesitated slightly, "Do you have other things to do?"

Over time, having interacted with Lv Bai, he wasn’t entirely familiar with Lv Bai’s schedule, but he wasn’t far off either.

He knew that every day, Lv Bai basically came to school to clock in, and the rest of the time was free to allocate as he wished.

Xiao Xueyin confirmed this point before he invited Lv Bai to hang out.

"Lv Bai, my friend, don’t be too tense, you should enjoy life occasionally. Today, I’m gathering some people, and I’ll introduce you to a few friends."

Given Xiao Xueyin’s background, the friends he introduced would also be those with significant elite backgrounds.

Lv Bai understood, Xiao Xueyin was indeed doing this with good intentions.

Getting to know these elites may not let him walk freely around Underground City No. 9, but a lot of trouble could be easily resolved.

"Definitely next time."

Lv Bai naturally displayed a kind smile, turned to sidestep Xiao Xueyin, and headed toward the combat training arena.

"You..."

Xiao Xueyin sighed helplessly, "Alright, since you don’t like those kinds of gatherings, how about the school district exchange, do you want to check it out?"

"School district exchange?" Lv Bai halted his steps.

He actually knew what it was about. Before his fourth round of Death Fighter matches, Pu Xueli, the principal of Ancestral Hall, intended to have him lead the team for exchange learning, but he refused.

The so-called school district exchange is essentially a tournament where students from the ten Death Battle Campuses are sent out to compete, and the results influence resource allocation and admissions.

Strictly speaking, he wasn’t too interested in such events, only slightly more attractive than social gatherings of some elites.

After all, it was merely a comparison among reservists who had not yet engaged in real Death Fighter matches, not involving actual Death Fighters.

The main point is, the Zudian Campus consistently ranks bottom, and Lv Bai would have to be out of his mind to lead a team there to embarrass themselves.

However, if it was just to watch the excitement, Lv Bai didn’t mind.

Constantly refusing Xiao Xueyin did seem a bit too harsh on the younger brother.

Lv Bai nodded, "Let’s go then."

...

A man wearing a hood walked into an internet cafe.

This kind of place in the morning always seemed particularly desolate.

Throughout the internet cafe, only a few screens were on.

Ding Zhongmin glanced around and quickly fixated on a young man in the corner, then walked directly over. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

The young man had an average appearance, someone you wouldn’t notice in a crowd.

Dressed in a suit and tie, he concentrated on the screen in front of him as if engaged in some game.

Ding Zhongmin sat next to the young man and cautiously pressed the power button with his thumbnail.

"President Zheng sent me to find you," he said, staring at the now-lit screen, his mouth barely moving.

The young man glanced at him nonchalantly, seemingly without paying any attention to Ding Zhongmin, and casually replied, "Hmm... Hello, you can call me Ding Zhen."

"Haha, we’re from the same clan then."

Ding Zhongmin fiddled with the mouse, randomly opening a video software, "President Zheng said you could help us."

Ding Zhen’s fingers flew across the keyboard at a speed almost producing afterimages.

"No need to say more, I know what you plan to do. I can provide you with a bit of technical support at most."

"That’s great." Ding Zhongmin looked pleased, "When can it be done?"

Ding Zhen, eyes fixed ahead, replied, "Anytime, just let me know before you act."

"Uh..."

The smile on Ding Zhongmin’s face froze, seemingly a little skeptical.

Even if this helper was recommended by the vice-president, the other party was a bit too hasty in agreeing, causing Ding Zhongmin to harbor doubts.

Ding Zhen didn’t mind, or rather, he didn’t care about Ding Zhongmin’s views, urging without turning his head, "If there’s nothing else, just leave, don’t interfere with my game."

Even though Ding Zhongmin wanted to say something more, facing such a person made him feel it was a waste of words.

He pondered for a moment, logged off, and stood up, "Then wait for my notice. After the task is done, the remaining payment will be wired to your account."

Having said that, Ding Zhongmin pulled his hood down further and turned to leave.

Ding Zhen then discreetly lifted his head, murmuring to himself, "These crazy people are daring, should I run after this job?"

...

Leaving the internet cafe, Ding Zhongmin got into an unremarkable black car.

President Zheng was sitting in the back, with his arms around two young women.

He was enjoying himself, hugging from both sides.

Ding Zhongmin sat in the front passenger seat, reporting, "President Zheng, is that person really reliable?"

"Don’t worry, Old Ding." President Zheng smirked mischievously, "I’m managing this deal. If anything goes wrong, I’m the primary person responsible."

Ding Zhongmin’s mouth twitched, fortunately, he was sitting in the front, away from President Zheng’s sight.

He wanted to say, the reason he’s worried is because it’s being managed by him.

Just a few days ago, President Zheng’s organized gathering was spotted by Da Xiang’s Field Department.

Resulting in several members being captured and the loss of the highly confidential Truth Night club as a base.

President Zheng, relying on his doppelgänger ability, wasn’t worried about being caught, but ordinary members like them couldn’t say the same.

Ding Zhongmin didn’t even have to guess; he knew that the President Zheng sitting in the back seat was undoubtedly another doppelgänger.

Had it not been for this President Zheng’s seniority, the losses from a few days ago would have been enough to remove him from his vice-president position.

Inside the car, Ding Zhongmin’s silence was noticeably perceived by President Zheng.

President Zheng thought for a moment and decided to explain, "Director Ding, the last gathering being discovered by Da Xiang’s Field Department was part of the plan."

Upon hearing this, Ding Zhongmin was surprised, "This... was also part of your calculations?"

President Zheng lightly tapped a companion’s smooth shoulder with his finger, speaking casually, "I might as well tell you, the reason Da Xiang’s Field Department came was that I deliberately leaked it."

"But..."

Words failed Ding Zhongmin; he couldn’t think of any benefits to this approach.

He gave up trying to figure it out and instead said, "President Zheng, this time we must not fail."

"We won’t fail this time, for sure."

President Zheng confidently spread his hands, "Taking out that batch of excellent reservists in one go. No school district should be able to withstand that kind of loss, right?"

Even Ding Zhongmin, who felt the plan was unreliable, couldn’t help but feel excited as he envisioned the scenario.

He chuckled, "After this, I bet all such school district exchanges will stop."