Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Compared to yesterday's rainforest, the grassy marsh offered a much more open field of vision. As a result, the supervising teachers naturally had a clear view of Bai Xingshu methodically tracking down his "grudge-holding" classmates and planting them all in the marsh.

Honestly...

It was quite entertaining.

These teachers didn’t necessarily wish for Bai Xingshu to suffer—they just got a kick out of it whenever any student got into trouble.

For example...

"That medical student can't climb out. Send a drone over and deduct five points from him."

Finally, the supervising teachers felt their existence had value!

They gave themselves a mental pat on the back, then studied Bai Xingshu’s movement pattern and raised a question.

"How does this kid know exactly where those guys are hiding?"

It was almost like intuition—he’d suddenly pick up on someone's location in a certain spot, make an abrupt turn, and head straight for them.

After racking their brains, the teachers from various departments still couldn’t figure it out.

In the end, the day’s swamp training concluded with Bai Xingshu successfully planting all his "enemies" in the marsh.

The beautiful marsh was now dotted with human carrots, resembling a bountiful harvest season.

That evening, the ship’s showers were jam-packed. The "carrots," while scrubbing off the mud, loudly plotted revenge—though their plans were anything but coordinated.

Their failure in the swamp was undoubtedly due to their lack of organization and discipline, acting on their own and relying on half-hearted teamwork, which gave Bai Xingshu the chance to take them out one by one.

Tomorrow!

Tomorrow, they would get organized!

They would absolutely give Bai Xingshu no quarter and get payback for being turned into carrots!

The showers were buzzing with outrage, their voices so loud they could be heard clearly even outside the ship’s doors.

Bai Xingshu, who had returned early and already finished washing up, lounged calmly in the common area, nursing an iced drink with quiet amusement.

"So, what’s your plan?" Shen Geng, seated beside Bai Xingshu, asked with a chuckle.

Shen Geng hadn’t participated in the siege against Bai Xingshu, but he had witnessed the carrot-planting process firsthand today.

By the time Shen Geng spotted Bai Xingshu, it was already the later stages of the exercise.

With the marsh session nearing its end, groups of students had begun banding together to confront Bai Xingshu.

Thus, Shen Geng saw Bai Xingshu darting effortlessly between them, quickly depositing them into the mud.

Given that Bai Xingshu could already hold his own against both teachers and students in close-combat training, dealing with these combat novices wasn’t much of a challenge.

So when Shen Geng asked about Bai Xingshu’s plans, he wasn’t worried that the uncoordinated students in the showers would actually pose a threat.

What he really meant was...

"Tomorrow’s terrain is the underground caverns. That environment won’t limit mobility, will it?"

In the rainforest, you can find vines to hang people from trees; in the swamp, you can bury them straight in the mud. But in the cavern environment, with its rocky cliffs everywhere, it’s much harder to pull that off.

The students wouldn’t use firearms against Bai Xingshu, and Bai Xingshu wouldn’t go hard on his classmates either.

If he couldn’t limit the enemy’s active forces, he’d genuinely be trapped in a numbers game.

Bai Xingshu, however, was completely unfazed. He waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t worry, they won’t catch me,” he said with certainty.

As he spoke, Bai Xingshu, now kicking back, reached over to the rest area’s fruit plate and casually picked up an orange.

He peeled off a segment and tossed it in his mouth.

Chewed. Paused. Then, calmly, he continued chewing before casually holding out the rest of the orange to Shen Geng.

It was such a casual share that Shen Geng didn’t think much of it and naturally took a segment.

Chewed. Paused.

Shen Geng turned blankly at Bai Xingshu.

Bai Xingshu cracked up, slamming the table. Shen Geng just stared at him, exasperated. Too image-conscious to spit it out, he chose to swallow it instead—though…

Shen Geng grabbed Bai Xingshu’s face. “Alright, spit it out. Stop eating it.”

Ignoring him, Bai Xingshu continued chewing boldly a few more times before swallowing it down, still laughing. “Eh, it’s not *that* bad. No wasting food.”

Hearing this, Shen Geng glanced down at the mostly uneaten orange still in Bai Xingshu’s hand.

Seeing the look of utter disbelief on Shen Geng’s face—as if asking, *Are you really going to finish all of that?*—Bai Xingshu shot him a look. “I’m not stupid.”

With that, he chugged the rest of his drink, then dumped the rest of the orange in the cup. Crushing it with the ice cubes, he added some cold water, and Boom—instant juice!

Bai Xingshu grinned, hoisting his new drink toward Shen Geng.

“Cheers!”

The next day, sure enough, the ship landed atop the caverns.

Everyone knew what was coming. Under the collective gaze of his peers, Bai Xingshu stepped into one of the cavern entrances—and then…

He vanished.

The students who had planned to capture him gathered in groups, turning the caverns inside out. They practically ran into every second-year student—except Bai Xingshu.

At first, the students gritted their teeth, swearing to get Bai Xingshu back.

Later, murmurs spread as they began asking around if anyone had seen him, even wondering if something had happened to him.

By the end, the very students who had wanted to teach Bai Xingshu a lesson started freaking out. Clenching their jaws, they contacted the supervising teachers to confirm Bai Xingshu’s status.

The supervising teachers, who had witnessed the entire development: “…”

What could they even say…

They watched as Bai Xingshu chilled out, dangling off the cliffs—

Well, *dangling* wasn’t quite the right word.

Bai Xingshu had rigged up two chains into a swing-like setup, totally unbothered, even casually working on some random problem.

When hungry or thirsty, he could easily grab a quick snack from a cluster of wild berries right beside his chosen resting spot.

Of course, that wasn’t the real kicker. The real kicker was...

The supervising teachers Googled the berries Bai Xingshu was eating.

The specifics didn’t matter, but the search results came with a note at the end:

—*Exceptionally delicious.*

The teachers just stared: "..."

Watching Bai Xingshu in his little slice of paradise, completely oblivious to the chaos above, cool as a cucumber—while the students above scrambled through the caverns in total chaos, desperately trying to find him...

The supervising teachers stayed dead silent for a long time before responding to the students’ inquiries.

No words needed.

A drone just blasted footage of Bai Xingshu’s location.

The postcard-perfect scene, paired with Bai Xingshu’s beautiful and serene face, made the whole thing look so picture-perfect it was... downright maddening.

The contrast was salt in the wound.

Seeing their filthy, beat-up selves inside the caverns, then looking at Bai Xingshu’s chill, lazing-around vibe—even humming a tune—it was impossible not to feel furious.

So, another round of searching quickly unfolded.

This time, Bai Xingshu wasn’t just pissing off the group he’d planted radishes on the day before.

Everyone else who’d been slogging through the caverns also joined the hunt.

Yet, they came up empty.

The teachers’ drone footage didn’t give zero clues about the overall terrain—only a small section of Bai Xingshu’s location was shown.

After all sorts of analysis and calculations, the whole class came up empty when trying to figure out Bai Xingshu’s position.

Finally, the cavern terrain training ended, and the shuttle landed again. But none of the students boarded. Instead, they stood quietly, eyeing every nook and cranny, waiting for Bai Xingshu to pop out from somewhere.

This time, their patience paid off.

They watched in disbelief as Bai Xingshu’s beautiful face peeked out from beneath a cliff.

“I checked the edge of that cliff!!!” a student shrieked.

The response came from the teachers, their voices cold but tinged with sympathy.

“He was twenty meters below that cliff.”

The students: O_O *(an emoticon indicating shock and anger in English internet slang)*

How the *fuck* did he even—?!