radiothebook Chapter 100 Fat Orange, you need to think about the bigger picture!
Chapter 100 Fat Orange, you need to think about the bigger picture!
On the psychology side, Wasim, standing at the back, groaned, his feet rooted to the ground, the soles of his shoes scraping against the rough surface with a harsh sound.
The veins on his thick arms bulged as he used the astonishing strength and weight he had honed during his career as a criminal investigator to withstand the opponent's initial onslaught.
"Hold on!" Lin Feng shouted, his muscle fibers, strengthened by the system, bulged, and his power surged out like a tide.
Instead of blindly pulling back, he coordinated with Wasim's rhythm and began to exert force backward in a regular and steady manner.
Evelyn's eyes were sharp, and her technique for exerting force was extremely efficient. Her entire body's strength was twisted into a single rope, and her movements were completely efficient, like a machine that had been precisely calculated.
Amy, on the other hand, demonstrated the endurance and tenacity unique to field explorers. She gritted her teeth, letting the sweat slide down her forehead, and did not retreat an inch.
Anna's ballet skills played an unexpected role at this moment. Her lower body was extremely stable, her core strength was strong, and her seemingly slender body contained amazing stability, providing reliable support for the team.
Even the weakest, Ichiro Sato, was inspired by this atmosphere and gave it his all.
The game reached a stalemate.
The computer science students are starting to get anxious.
They discovered that the six people on the other side were far stronger than they had imagined!
"One, two, pull!" Lin Feng began to shout.
The six psychologists' efforts began to truly synchronize, like streams flowing into the sea, forming a unified and powerful synergy.
The red ribbon began to move slowly but steadily toward the psychology department!
"Impossible!" The curly-haired computer science student's face turned red. He tried desperately to lean back, but found that his strength seemed so scattered and futile in front of the other person.
"Now! Go all out!" Lin Feng roared.
Six psychologists suddenly erupted!
Wasim let out a low growl, like a bear's roar, and suddenly sat back with his waist and abdomen thrusting forward!
Lin Feng, Evelyn, Amy, and Anna all pushed off the ground simultaneously!
Even Ichiro Sato mustered his last bit of strength!
The rope was pulled a large section over in an instant!
The red ribbon crossed the white line without any doubt!
"Psychology major wins," Stone Python announced coldly, his face expressionless.
Wasim patted the curly-haired man on the shoulder:
"It's alright, you still have a chance. As long as you don't run into any tough opponents later, you shouldn't be eliminated."
These words were like a resounding slap in the face, instantly making Curly Hair's face turn extremely ugly.
At this moment, the same words came from the victor's mouth, but when they landed on him, the loser, all that remained was a burning irony and helplessness.
His lips twitched a few times, but in the end, he could only manage a smile that was uglier than crying.
Immediately afterwards, the Chemistry Department and the Computer Science Department, who had lost the game, faced off in a match.
The Computer Science department beat the Chemistry department with almost no effort.
Finally, the Chemistry Department and the Law Department engaged in a fierce tug-of-war, with the Law Department ultimately losing.
This also means that the law school became the ultimate "loser" in this elimination round.
Shortly after, two security guards in dark blue uniforms drove a shuttle bus silently to the edge of the playground.
That shuttle bus had an inexplicable eeriness about it—
The front half of the vehicle remains a cold, mechanical structure, with its metal shell gleaming matte in the sunlight.
The latter half, however, seemed to have merged with some kind of living tissue, with dark red muscle fibers exposed and pulsating slightly as the vehicle moved. Several flexible tubes, resembling both blood vessels and wires, meandered and undulated on the surface, occasionally emitting a wet and sticky wriggling sound.
A security guard jumped out of the passenger seat and walked straight to the five law students who were slumped on the ground, raising his hand to make a "please" gesture.
"No... I won't go! I don't want to go to the back mountain!" a boy suddenly broke down and screamed, desperately trying to pull himself back with his hands and feet.
The security guard's mouth stretched into an exaggerated grin, almost reaching his ears, revealing his gleaming white teeth.
He then pulled out a short, black stick and seemingly casually "tapped" the back of the boy's neck.
There were no screams, no struggles.
The boy's body stiffened abruptly, the fear in his eyes quickly fading into an empty void, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards, revealing a strange smile.
Then, as if sleepwalking, he quietly climbed into the back of the shuttle bus.
The remaining four witnessed the entire event, their souls feeling as if they had been struck by an invisible hammer, their thoughts almost frozen in extreme fear.
However, it was precisely this fear of near collapse that gave rise to the most primal instinct—to run away!
Suddenly, one of the short-haired girls let out a short scream, turned around abruptly, and ran wildly towards the other end of the playground!
Almost at the same moment she moved, the security guard's lips curled into an inhuman grin once more.
Without even looking, he flicked his wrist and casually tossed the short, black stick into the air.
The short stick seemed to have a life of its own, drawing a strange black arc in the air before accurately striking the girl on the back of the head dozens of meters away.
A soft "snap" sound.
The girl fell to the ground and remained motionless.
Just when everyone thought the tragedy was inevitable, she slowly rose from the ground in an extremely unnatural, puppet-like posture.
When she turned her face, she had the same empty and eerie smile as the boy before her.
She didn't look at anyone else, but walked stiffly step by step onto the shuttle bus, sat down next to the boy who had "complied" first, and then remained motionless.
The remaining three were completely frozen, their last shred of resistance utterly crushed.
Under the silent gaze of the security guards, they boarded the strange shuttle bus one by one.
The shuttle bus, emitting a barely audible hum of its motor, carried five students who were about to receive "specialized training" and drove away from everyone's sight.
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Studio:
"Holy crap!!! Law students... Rest in peace! Don't ever come to this lousy university again in your next life!"
"Seriously, door-to-door delivery! A sightseeing bus goes right to the kitchen, huh? This is hell on earth!"
"What the hell is that security guard's baton? It makes him docile with just one touch? It's stronger than an anesthetic!"
"I can't stand this hellhole for another day! Brother Feng, let's get the team through this!"
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After lunch, Lin Feng bid farewell to his companions and walked alone towards the abandoned garden behind the School of Social Sciences.
The surroundings were completely silent, with only the sound of his own footsteps echoing in the empty space, adding to the eeriness of the place.
Upon arriving in the garden, Lin Feng's gaze swept across the landscape, and his heart sank slightly—
The place was empty; that familiar orange figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Did he go chasing that cow cat again?" Lin Feng frowned slightly.
He steadied himself, then focused his mind, attempting to use [Beast Language Translation] to spread a friendly thought outwards like ripples:
"Hey, big brother orange cat? Are you there? I need to talk to you. I brought some of your favorite dried fish."
After the thought was sent out, the surroundings fell silent.
Just as Lin Feng was about to try again, a rustling sound suddenly came from the weeds next to him.
Immediately afterwards, a plump, hairy orange head peeked out from behind a clump of dark purple plants with serrated edges on their leaves.
The orange cat's amber eyes held a hint of languor from just waking up and annoyance at being disturbed. It yawned widely, revealing its pink gums and sharp teeth.
"Meow... It's you again, you two-legged beast?" The orange cat's thoughts, clearly tinged with morning grumpiness, reached Lin Feng's mind.
"I'm having a sweet dream, dreaming about my little black and white... cough, what do you need? Where's the dried fish?"
With a firm resolve, Lin Feng quickly pulled out the packet of dried fish he had prepared earlier from his pocket.
With a "rip," the packaging was torn open, and an enticing aroma immediately wafted out.
The orange cat's nose twitched a few times, its eyes lit up instantly, and it "whooshed" out of the grass, running swiftly to Lin Feng's feet.
"Give it to me now! Give it to me now!"
Lin Feng did not immediately give it all the dried fish. Instead, he squatted down and waved the dried fish in front of it.
"Brother Ju, I've come to see you today because I need your help with something."
The orange cat's attention was completely drawn to the dried fish that was right in front of it. It stretched out its paw to try and reach for it, giving a perfunctory response with its mouth:
"Help! Help! Help! Anything is negotiable! Let me try it first!"
Lin Feng slightly raised his hand to avoid its claws, and his tone became serious: "We are preparing to enter the back mountain to deal with that 'Lord of Laughter'."
"Snap!" The orange cat's attempt to reach for the dried fish froze instantly.
It raised its head, its amber cat eyes filled with disbelief, as if looking at a madman:
"What? What did you say? Did you get your brain slammed in a door or get beaten stupid by the gym teacher?!"
"You bunch of students think you can mess with it? Are you worried that 'Lord of Laughter' won't be able to order free takeout?!"