228: Chapter 228 Lin Heixin's Prestige

Lin Fan walked along the tree-lined boulevard of Kyoto University.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, dappling the ground.

He was dressed in casual clothes, and his pace was exceptionally relaxed.

Over the past week, the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's commoner blind box plan had achieved a total victory.

The Zhao family's market share in the Kyoto medicinal pill market was completely crushed.

Su Qingxue had also completed the takeover of the Zhao family's branch in Jianghai City.

Now, Zhao Haokun could only cower in his family compound, fuming in impotent rage.

Lin Fan was in a very pleasant mood.

Just as he stepped into the teaching area's plaza, a deafening burst of cheering erupted.

"Instructor Lin is here!"

"It really is Instructor Lin!"

"Brother Fan is invincible!"

Thousands of students swarmed in from all directions.

They blocked the wide plaza until it was packed tight.

A fanatical light flickered in the eyes of these students.

They didn't just see Lin Fan as an instructor who taught tactics.

They saw him as the new generation's idol at Kyoto University.

In the previous practical exercise, the Blind Box Class led by Lin Fan had used various strange items to wipe out the elite class.

This had shattered the traditional class barriers of Kyoto University.

It allowed countless commoner students to see the hope of a counterattack.

Combined with the commoner blind boxes launched by Myriad Treasures Pavilion,

it allowed these poor students to obtain cultivation resources at an extremely low cost.

Lin Fan's status in their hearts had already surpassed that of the Principal, Li Daozong.

"Instructor Lin, I used your Three-Second Real Man Talisman and solo-killed a Rank Three mutated beast in the wild yesterday!"

"Professor Lin, do you still have stock of your Laxative Talisman? I want to stock up on a few more for self-defense!"

"Professor Lin, I want to have your babies!"

Lin Fan smiled and raised both hands.

He pressed them down slightly.

The originally noisy plaza instantly fell silent.

This terrifying power of appeal made several old professors watching from a distance shake their heads.

Professor Wang stood by the window of the teaching building, his beard trembling with anger.

"How scandalous!"

"How is this an instructor of a top institution?"

"This is clearly a cult leader!"

Director Zhang gave a bitter smile from the side.

"Old Wang, please don't be angry."

"Even the Principal has tacitly approved of Lin Fan's teaching style now."

"We should instead think about how to go to Myriad Treasures Pavilion and buy more obstacle-breaking pills."

In the center of the plaza,

Lin Fan looked at the young faces surrounding him.

He cleared his throat.

"Students."

"I'm very gratified to see you all so spirited."

"On the battlefield, only those who survive are qualified to talk about glory."

"The fact that you can understand this principle shows that my classes haven't been in vain."

A burst of enthusiastic applause erupted from the crowd.

Just then,

the crowd parted to form a path.

The President of the Kyoto University Student Union came walking over with a dozen or so committee members.

They were holding a huge silk banner in their hands.

The edges of the banner were inlaid with gold thread.

The material was made from the fur of high-rank mutated beasts.

It appeared extremely precious. The Student Union President walked up to Lin Fan.

He gave a solemn bow.

"Instructor Lin."

"This is a banner made for you with funds spontaneously raised by the students of the entire school."

"Thank you for breaking the traditional barriers."

"Thank you for giving us ordinary students the chance to become stronger."

"You are the greatest instructor in our hearts!"

After saying that,

he unfurled the banner with both hands.

On it were written four large characters: Strongest Instructor.

However,

between the characters for 'Strong' and 'Instructor',

a black character for 'Black' had been added in a slightly smaller font.

When read together, it was 'Strongest Black Instructor'.

Lin Fan looked at that 'Black' character, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He turned to look at Qin Feng beside him.

Qin Feng guiltily shifted his gaze away.

He began to whistle.

Lin Fan didn't need to guess to know.

This nickname must have been a trend they started on the campus forum.

But Lin Fan wasn't angry.

Instead, he felt that this title suited his temperament quite well.

He reached out and took the banner.

A moved expression appeared on his face.

"I accept the students' kind intentions."

"Although I, Lin, am a businessman,"

"I am even more so an educator."

"To give back for everyone's enthusiasm,"

"this afternoon, everything at the Myriad Treasures Pavilion's Kyoto University branch will be 2% off!"

"Limited to the first five hundred people!"

"First come, first served!"

As soon as these words were spoken,

the entire plaza instantly boiled over.

"Holy crap!"

"Brother Fan is really bleeding money!"

"2% off! If you round it, it's basically free!"

"Charge, brothers!"

"If we go late, not even a hair will be left!"

Thousands of students instantly turned around.

They sprinted wildly toward the Myriad Treasures Pavilion branch.

The scene was comparable to a massive beast tide.

A few of the slower students even directly used movement techniques.

Lin Fan rolled up the banner.

He casually tossed it to Qin Feng.

"Let's go, back to the office."

Lin Fan took Qin Feng back to his private office.

This office originally belonged to Director Zhang.

Later, Lin Fan used a little trick to forcibly swap it.

The interior decoration was extremely luxurious.

There was a full set of rosewood furniture.

The floor was covered with a plush carpet made from the fur of high-rank spiritual beasts.

Lin Fan pointed to the most prominent spot on the wall.

"Qin Feng."

"Hang the banner there."

Qin Feng immediately brought a chair over.

He carefully hung the banner up.

Lin Fan sat in the large executive chair.

Looking at that 'Strongest Black Instructor' banner,

he picked up the teacup on the desk and took a sip.

"Pupils all over the world."

"This feeling is indeed not bad."

At this point, Qin Feng suddenly spoke up.

"Brother Fan."

"Now the students of Kyoto University are basically all in the palm of your hand."

"What's our next plan?"

"Are we going to expand the business to other universities?"

Lin Fan put down the teacup.

He shook his head.

"Biting off more than one can chew."

"The Kyoto University market is enough for us to digest for a while."

"The current focus is the South Suburb Base side."

"Although the Zhao family has been crippled by us,"

"a centipede dies but never falls down."

"They must still be brewing some wicked schemes in the dark."

A trace of coldness flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

"The wrap-up work in Jianghai City should also be coming to an end."

"Calculating the time,"

"Hou San and the others should also be returning to Kyoto today."

Qin Feng stood to the side.

Hearing Hou San's name, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Brother Fan."

"Those guys are not easy to deal with."

"They completely ransacked the Zhao family's properties in Jianghai City."

"Their methods were extremely cruel."

"I'm afraid their wild nature will be hard to tame, and they'll cause big trouble in the future."

Lin Fan leaned back in his chair, fingers interlaced.

A confident smile appeared on his face.

"Wicked people naturally have their uses."

"As long as their leash is held in my hand,"

"they are the sharpest blade of Myriad Treasures Pavilion."

"Go and prepare."

"Tonight, we'll hold a welcome banquet for them at the base."

Lin Fan's thoughts returned to the plaza just now.

The images of those students frantically buying kept replaying in his mind.

His myriad blind box system had seen explosive growth over these few days.

The system space was piled high with various low-rank raw materials.

These were all the hundredfold returns triggered after the students opened their blind boxes.

Although the value of a single item wasn't high,

the quantity was extremely vast.

Lin Fan opened the system's virtual panel.

"System."

"Help me smelt all these low-rank materials."

"Extract pure spiritual energy and store it up."

The system's cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

"Command confirmed."

"Starting smelting of low-rank materials."

"Estimated time: thirty minutes."

...

Inside the underground banquet hall of the South Suburb Base, the lights were brightly lit.

The huge long dining table was covered with dishes cooked from high-rank mutated beast meat.

The air was filled with a rich aroma of meat and the mellow scent of spiritual wine.

Hou San sat in the first position on the left side of the dining table.

His thin, dry fingers kept rubbing the sterling silver goblet in front of him.

His eyes flickered from time to time toward the closed doors of the banquet hall.

Four bulging storage bags hung from Hou San's waist.

The surface of the storage bags was embroidered with the Jianghai City Zhao family crest in gold thread.

Iron Bull sat opposite Hou San.

His massive frame occupied almost two people's worth of space.

Iron Bull was taking large bites out of a golden-roasted Wind Wolf hind leg.

Grease flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

A two-meter-long heavy alloy battle axe leaned against Iron Bull's chair.

Dark red bloodstains still remained on the axe's edge.

Yellow Great Immortal sat next to Iron Bull.

He was holding a cup of spiritual wine, his eyes fixed intently on the waitress responsible for pouring the wine.

Old Drunkard, meanwhile, was curled up on a sofa in the corner.

He was cradling a huge oak wine barrel in his arms.

The barrel was stamped with the words 'Zhao Family Special Reserve'.

Old Drunkard gulped down the amber liquid one mouthful after another.

Doctor wore a white lab coat stained with a few drops of brown blood.

He sat quietly in his chair.

He was fiddling with a sharp small knife in his hand.

The atmosphere in the banquet hall was somewhat oppressive.

Except for the sound of Iron Bull chewing food, no one spoke.

Hou San's heart was in turmoil.

They had carried out Lin Fan's mission in Jianghai City this time.

Following Lin Fan's instructions, they had ransacked the Zhao family's properties.

But during this process,

Hou San had used his master thief skills to secretly intercept two entire warehouses of top-grade medicinal pills and cultivation techniques.

Iron Bull had conveniently taken the heaviest battle axe from the Zhao family's guard unit armory.

Yellow Great Immortal had scoured all of the Zhao family's formation materials and spirit stones.

Old Drunkard had emptied out the Zhao family head's private wine cellar.

Doctor had stuffed several of the most precious century-old spiritual herbs from the Zhao family pharmacy into his own constant-temperature box.

Every one of them had made a fortune.

Hou San was worried that Lin Fan would hold them accountable for pocketing the spoils of war.

After all, in their eyes, Lin Fan was an extremely greedy and ruthless boss.

The doors of the banquet hall made a dull sound of metal friction.

The heavy alloy doors slowly slid open to both sides.

Lin Fan walked in, dressed in a black casual outfit.

Qin Feng followed behind Lin Fan, holding an electronic notepad.

Hou San immediately sprang up from his chair.

He walked quickly to Lin Fan, his face covered with a fawning smile.

Iron Bull put down the roasted meat in his hand.

Yellow Great Immortal withdrew his gaze from the waitress.

Old Drunkard put down the oak wine barrel.

Doctor also tucked the small knife into his sleeve.

Everyone was waiting for Lin Fan's reaction.

Lin Fan walked to the head of the dining table and sat down.

He leaned back in his chair, his gaze calmly scanning the five people in front of him.

Lin Fan's eyes lingered on the storage bags at Hou San's waist for two seconds.

A layer of fine sweat broke out on Hou San's forehead.

Hou San quickly untied the four storage bags from his waist.

He held the storage bags in both hands and respectfully placed them on the table in front of Lin Fan.

"Boss, these are some of the supplies we scoured from the Zhao family strongholds in Jianghai City."

"Inside are three thousand mid-grade Qi-Blood Pills, fifty Yellow-rank cultivation techniques, and some miscellaneous materials."

"Please have a look, Boss."