113: Chapter 113 Trial Ends

Lin Fan bent down to pick up the blind box, feeling its heavy weight in his hand.

There were no ripples on his face.

Killing people and looting their goods—he had long since mastered this process in the Wasteland Zone.

The only difference this time was that the target had changed from a beast to a person.

But in Lin Fan's eyes, there was no essential difference.

Those who want to eat people will eventually be eaten by others.

This is the law of this world.

"S-Rank blind box."

"Young Master Tang, I am very satisfied with your final value."

Lin Fan put the blind box into his system space.

Then he turned around and looked towards the direction of the camp.

The horizon was already turning white.

A new day was about to begin.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry to return to the camp; he stood in place and carefully checked the surrounding environment.

Although the [Corpse Recycling blind box] had cleaned things up very well, he still wasn't at ease.

As a rigorous "businessman," one must eliminate all hidden dangers.

He took a bottle of [Odor Eliminating Spray] from his system space and sprayed a circle around the place where the battle had just taken place.

This spray could neutralize the residual spiritual energy fluctuations and the smell of blood in the air.

Then, he took out a few pieces of beast meat he had collected earlier and threw them casually at the scene, faking the illusion of beasts fighting over food.

After doing all this, Lin Fan clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

"This way, even if someone investigates, they will only think that Tang Si was eaten by beasts."

"Or that he encountered some powerful wasteland creature."

"As for the matter of the Sakura Country assassins..."

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth curved slightly.

"Then let Young Master Tang be a martyr."

"Heroically fighting against Sakura Country assassins to protect his classmates, and unfortunately going missing in the end."

"The Tang Family should like this script."

"It saves face and provides a reason to trouble Sakura Country."

"Perfect."

Lin Fan tidied his clothes and brushed off the dust on his body.

Then he put on an exhausted and terrified expression and sprinted towards the direction of the camp.

...

At this moment, inside the Tianjiao Camp, the students were cleaning up the aftermath.

After a night of turmoil, everyone was exhausted.

Just then, a figure stumbled into the camp.

"Instructor! Instructor Lei!"

"Something happened! Something big happened!"

Lin Fan's voice was extremely shrill, full of panic.

Lei Zhan, who was commanding the students, frowned and instantly appeared in front of Lin Fan.

"What are you panicking about! What does this look like!"

"What happened?"

Lin Fan panted heavily, pointing in the direction of the Rocky Forest with a face full of grief.

"Tang Si... Young Master Tang..."

"What happened to him?" Lei Zhan's heart skipped a beat.

Tang Si was the young master of the Tang Family. If something happened to him here, although he, Lei Zhan, wasn't afraid, it would still be a big trouble.

"We... we encountered Sakura Country assassins!"

Lin Fan burst into tears, his acting skills going into overdrive.

"Those assassins were too powerful! There was even a Grandmaster Level expert!"

"To cover my retreat, Young Master Tang led them away alone..."

"He said... he said he was a Grandmaster and could hold them off..."

"He told me to come back and report..."

"Then... I heard an explosion over there... and then there was no sound..."

As Lin Fan spoke, he wiped his tears.

His appearance was enough to make listeners sad and tearful.

The surrounding students gathered around, and upon hearing this news, they looked at each other in dismay.

Tang Si? That arrogant and despotic Young Master Tang?

Sacrificed himself to save Lin Fan?

Why did this script sound so magical?

But looking at Lin Fan's "sincere" sorrow, plus the abnormal situation of beast riots last night, everyone had to believe it.

"Sakura Country assassins?" Lei Zhan's face turned livid instantly.

A terrifying murderous intent erupted from his body.

"How dare they!"

"Daring to sneak into the heartland of our Dragon Kingdom to kill!"

Lei Zhan did not doubt Lin Fan's words.

Because he did indeed smell a trace of a strange aura in the air.

It was the unique scent belonging to ninjas.

"Everyone stand by!"

"Level one alert!"

"I'll go take a look!"

After speaking, Lei Zhan flashed and flew directly towards the Rocky Forest.

Watching Lei Zhan's departing back, Lin Fan lowered his head, still maintaining a sorrowful posture.

But the corners of his mouth, hidden by his palm, curled up slightly.

This hurdle was considered passed.

...

Half an hour later, Lei Zhan returned.

His face was terribly gloomy.

He held a tattered piece of cloth in his hand; it was a fragment of Tang Si's clothing.

It was found in a rock crevice in the Rocky Forest.

Besides that, there was nothing—no body, no bloodstains.

Only some messy beast footprints.

"Instructor... Young Master Tang..." Lin Fan greeted him, asking with a hopeful face.

Lei Zhan shook his head and sighed.

"There are signs of a fierce battle at the scene."

"And... signs of high-level beast activity."

"I'm afraid Tang Si..."

Lei Zhan didn't finish his sentence.

But everyone present understood what it meant.

In that situation, facing the dual attack of assassins and beasts, the chance of survival was almost zero.

The camp was dead silent.

Although everyone didn't like Tang Si much usually, he was still a classmate and a comrade who had experienced life and death together.

Suddenly gone like this, it was inevitable to feel some sadness for the fallen.

"Damn Sakura Country!"

Someone cursed through gritted teeth.

"This debt must be settled!"

"Yes! Avenge Young Master Tang!"

The emotions of the students were stirred up, and the target of hatred was successfully shifted to Sakura Country.

Lin Fan stood in the crowd, waving his fists along with everyone else in indignation.

Deeply hiding his merit and fame.

...

Seven days later.

The survival trial ended.

The transport plane slowly landed at the camp, and the students lined up to board, preparing to leave this hellhole.

Compared to when they arrived, the number of people was smaller.

Besides Tang Si, several other unlucky ones died in the mouths of beasts.

This is the cruelty of the path of martial arts.

Lin Fan sat by the window, watching the wasteland below gradually getting smaller.

He silently tallied his gains this time.

Points: 5206. (Most were earned by selling items)

blind box materials: 300 D-Rank beast corpses, 50 C-Rank.

Special gains: One S-Rank [Sorrow of Sakura Country] blind box, one S-Rank [Wrath of Thunder] blind box.

Also...

Lin Fan touched a black token in his pocket.

It was searched from Onizuka's body, engraved with the royal crest of Sakura Country.

This thing might be very useful in the future.

"Coming out this time, I really made a fortune."

Lin Fan leaned back in his seat, feeling relaxed.

Not only did he make a fortune, but he also solved a potential threat.

As for the Tang Family's anger?

That's something for Sakura Country to worry about.

What does it have to do with me, Lin Fan?

I'm just a weak, pitiful, and helpless blind box merchant.

"Lin Fan." At this time.

Zhao Menglu, who was sitting next to him, leaned over. She looked a bit disheveled now; her makeup was smudged, and her nose was even a bit crooked.

Clearly, she hadn't had a good time these past few days.

"Um... after we go back, is your blind box shop still open?"

Zhao Menglu asked somewhat flatteringly.

Although she had been humiliated by Lin Fan before, after witnessing the magic of the blind box, she had to lower her noble head.

"Yes, it is."

Lin Fan glanced at her, revealing a professional smile.

"Myriad Treasures Pavilion, honest and fair to all."

"Miss Zhao is welcome to visit anytime."

"However..."

Lin Fan changed the subject.

"Remember to bring enough money next time."

"No credit."

Zhao Menglu's expression stiffened, but she still squeezed out a smile.

"Certainly, certainly."

The plane passed through the clouds, and sunlight spilled into the cabin.