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Otherwise, it would seem too utilitarian, and it would be more appropriate for someone at the grassroots level to ask the question.
Thinking of this, he subtly gave a wink to someone next to him.
The latter was a rather tall, brown-haired young man. Upon meeting Qian Zhenhao's gaze, he immediately raised his hand and shouted:
"I have objections!"
Chapter 208: Say your request again (3k)
For the first time in her life, Qin Hehuan felt annoyed by official business.
Right now, she didn't want to hear anything; she just wanted to end the meeting as soon as possible, change into clean underwear, and then take a long, hard shower.
The liquid residue left on the stockings and underwear felt like a brand of shame, seeping into the memory with every extra quarter of an hour it lingered.
Just as he was about to frown, someone at the end of the long table spoke first.
Han Zheng had actually wanted to follow Nie Qingyun for a long time. Whether it was out of gratitude for saving Teacher Fukada or recognition of his strength, it was the best choice at the moment.
He didn't bring it up before because he was afraid that appearing too eager would cause resentment.
Now that Qin Hehuan has officially assigned him and Shi Chuanyu to Nie Qingyun, he has a legitimate reason to do so.
Han Zheng slammed his fist on the table and immediately shouted:
"Do you dare question the student council's decisions because you're dissatisfied with the entire Freemason management system?!"
These words were spoken with conviction and righteous indignation, and were also more technically sophisticated.
The brown-haired youth was caught off guard when the other person suddenly slapped such a huge label on him.
Even though it's the end of the world, it's precisely because all order has been disrupted that we need to be even more careful with our words and actions.
To put it bluntly, Qin Hehuan is the emperor of this complex.
The last person to show dissatisfaction with her was Fang Xiang, who was dismembered and eaten by the monster on the spot before he even had a chance to fight back.
He doesn't want to follow in that footsteps.
Seeing the brown-haired youth stammering and unable to speak, Qin Hehuan raised her hand to rub her temples, suppressed her impatience, glanced at everyone present, and offered an explanation.
“Recruiting new members and expanding territory are different from small-scale collection and reconnaissance missions. They require rescuing survivors and exploring unfamiliar territories, and the process is full of uncertainties and unexpected events.”
"Whether one can be competent for this job does not depend solely on merit and strength. Based on my understanding of Nie Qingyun, I believe he has sufficient talent to overcome the difficulties."
As she spoke, Qin Hehuan paused, glared at Nie Qingyun, and her eyes seemed to say, "If you dare touch Cheng Yuqiu again, I'll chop off your paws!"
Then he continued calmly:
"In addition, today's appointment does not represent the final decision. During this period, the student union will monitor and supervise its work."
"If it's not suitable, we will activate a new contingency plan."
"Any further questions?"
Qin Hehuan's words were clearly meant for everyone present.
The brown-haired youth was speechless for a moment.
Seeing how useless this person was, Qian Zhenhao had no choice but to bite the bullet and step in, speaking in a tone of indifference:
"President Qin's decision is definitely correct."
"Otherwise, none of us would be alive today."
Then, the tone shifted:
"It is only through our unity and mutual assistance these past few days that we have achieved today's results."
"Everyone has witnessed how much each person has contributed."
"Take this student for example..."
Qian Zhenhao glanced at the brown-haired youth and continued:
"At first, he was just an ordinary survivor who was rescued."
"After a little effort and fighting monsters, I finally awakened the [Data System] and gained skills..."
As Qian Zhenhao recounted the story vividly, he almost transformed what was originally an ordinary experience for everyone into an epic tale of struggle.
In particular, when talking about the details of past battles, it resonated with many people.
Seeing that the time was almost right, Qian Zhenhao suddenly looked at Nie Qingyun.
"Since Chairman Qin values Nie Qingyun so highly, he must have some unique qualities. Let's tell everyone about them..."
"I imagine that those students who are feeling down will cheer up after hearing this, right?"
It seems that the Freemasons are not as united as they appear on the surface...
Nie Qingyun couldn't help but sigh inwardly, finally understanding why Qin Hehuan had entrusted him with such an important task in front of so many people.
She wanted to use this opportunity to consolidate her power and maintain her rule...
Having realized this, Nie Qingyun naturally could no longer remain silent. After all, having received so many benefits, he couldn't just leave the guild leader without helping him with anything.
Before he could even speak, Qin Hehuan took the initiative to speak.
"The most vicious praise in the world is using someone else's hardships and suffering as an inspirational story." She looked at Qian Zhenhao coldly, her tone even colder than usual.
Anyone with hearing can hear the displeasure conveyed in those few words.
Qian Zhenhao's smiling expression froze, and then he sat back down in his chair with a very unpleasant look on his face.
Qin Hehuan said those words not to help Nie Qingyun out of a predicament, but because she disliked such hypocritical behavior.
In her eyes, suffering is suffering, and it should never be glorified or romanticized.
The room fell silent again, but Qian Zhenhao wasn't about to let it go. He glared at Nie Qingyun and suddenly said:
"Even so... if Nie Qingyun doesn't show some real skill, the person next to me might be a little unconvinced..."
The brown-haired youth, who had been about to sit down pretending to be invisible, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart, and his face quickly turned ugly.
Because these words were tantamount to completely ousting him.
At this moment, even if he was unwilling, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. If he backed down now, he would not be able to stay in Qian Zhenhao's team in the future.
So he had no choice but to straighten his back again and look at Nie Qingyun, saying:
"At least in terms of combat, you should have something you can offer, right?"
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Everyone looked at Qin Hehuan.
However, Qin Hehuan chose to remain silent in this situation, which should have been mediated by the student council.
This immediately turned the previously anxious brown-haired youth into a delighted surprise!
The fact that the president didn't speak meant that he tacitly approved of his provocative behavior.
This means he can use this opportunity to gain more.
Seeing that Nie Qingyun remained silent, the brown-haired youth felt even more confident.
He was quite confident in his combat abilities, after all, he possessed D-rank magic skills.
A single blow can blast a zombie to pieces; even a transcendent being with enhanced physical abilities might not be able to withstand a direct hit.
"How about we exchange a few blows?"
"If you lose... our group will take over the tasks of expansion and recruitment..."
As he spoke, he kept observing Qin Hehuan's expression, only to see that the person in charge had actually closed his eyes. He immediately became bolder and changed his words:
“We also have custody of Miss Cheng Yuqiu!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint light appeared on his palm.
Almost simultaneously, Cheng Yuqiu's pupils contracted, and he instantly drew his short sword and shield.
But Nie Qingyun pulled her back into the chair, his arm around her waist.
The next second, a muffled gunshot rang out, silencing the brown-haired youth who hadn't finished speaking.
The still-warm shell casing fell onto the table, followed by deathly silence.
Then came the agonizing screams, like a pig being slaughtered.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
The brown-haired youth subconsciously touched his cheek, only to find his hand covered in blood.
The 7.62mm pointed bullet grazed his ear and shattered half of it!
Across the long table, a ruggedly designed SCAR assault rifle sat in front of Nie Qingyun, wisps of smoke still rising from its muzzle.
Everyone present was immediately shocked.
The Asia-Pacific Republic has very strict control over weapons; civilians rarely see such things, let alone these students.
Based on common sense from the old world, the tangible threat posed by firearms is far more intense than that of magic.
But none of that is the most important thing. What is most shocking is Nie Qingyun's audacity.
Even if they were to actually spar and fight, it would be done after the meeting, at a suitable venue.
And this guy actually dared to pull out a weapon right in front of Qin Hehuan, and even fired a shot...
Nie Qingyun certainly dared to do so, because he knew very well what Qin Hehuan was planning.
This woman has just finished playing the "good cop" role; if he doesn't step up now, he'll only make her lose face.
The two have already confirmed their partnership, and they should at least do their part in this situation.
Ignoring the brown-haired youth's wails, Nie Qingyun spoke coldly.
“Repeat your request again.”
Upon hearing this, the latter's howling abruptly stopped.
Compared to the pain in my ear, my life is obviously more important.
The opponent was holding a real gun; in terms of killing speed, it was far beyond what Evocation Magic could match.
Almost immediately, he turned to look at Qin Hehuan.
However, even as the situation spiraled out of control, the woman remained indifferent.
The young man, disregarding everything else, quickly covered his ears and said in a tearful voice:
"I...I admit defeat...Yes, I was wrong..."
"I'm asking you to repeat what you just said." As he spoke, Nie Qingyun's finger on the trigger began to slowly tighten.
Seeing this, the brown-haired youth was so frightened he almost lost his soul. He felt that if he hesitated even a moment longer, the other party would really shoot, so he immediately cried out:
"Our group's tasks include expanding our network and recruiting new members, as well as the privilege of not having to pay taxes..."
"Not this one."
The young man shuddered and continued:
"We need Miss Cheng Yuqiu's guardianship..."
"bump!"
The gunshot cut off the conversation again.
A burst of blood erupted from the brown-haired youth's other ear.
The excruciating pain nearly made him faint, but he stubbornly suppressed his cries, fearing that making even the slightest sound would cost him his life.
After a moment, Nie Qingyun leaned forward and said, word by word:
"From now on, you'll stand at the door during regular meetings."
"When eating, you are only allowed to sit at the children's table."
Although he was speaking to the brown-haired youth, Nie Qingyun's eyes were fixed on Qian Zhenhao.
"Go quickly."
The young man felt as if he had been granted a pardon and ran towards the door without even caring about his injuries.
At this moment, Qian Zhenhao was clenching his fists, his eyes bloodshot.