239: Chapter 239 Preparation of Methods

"Eye of True Sight, activate."

A line of jarring, blood-red system notifications appeared.

[Warning! High-purity Abyss sacrificial material detected!]

[Item Name: Abyss Demon Blood Stone (Array Base)]

[Item Grade: S-Grade (Contraband)]

[Item Usage: Used to construct the "Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Sacrifice Array," which can forcibly tear through spatial barriers to summon high-ranking Abyss creatures.]

[Note: Activating this array requires the blood and souls of at least one thousand high-talent martial artists.]

Lin Fan stood up abruptly, and the boss chair beneath him was shattered by an invisible burst of energy.

One thousand high-talent martial artists.

The current batch of freshmen at Jingda is exactly around one thousand people.

The Zhao family is planning to drag the future of all humanity down with them to the grave!

Abyss sacrifice.

Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Sacrifice Array.

Combined, these terms signify a disaster capable of destroying half of the capital.

If an ordinary instructor or teacher saw this information, they would likely be terrified out of their wits and immediately report it to the military to request reinforcements.

But Lin Fan is no ordinary person.

Under the long-term influence of the system, his thought processes have long since undergone some indescribable mutation.

At this moment, fear or avoidance were not among the options in his mind.

Instead, there was a crazy calculation.

"S-Grade Abyss material..."

Lin Fan's fingers tapped unconsciously on the desk, making crisp clicking sounds.

"If this thing were made into a blind box, how much would it sell for?"

"Besides, since it's a sacrificial array, Abyss creatures will definitely descend."

"If it's a Lord-grade, that's a walking S-Grade blind box."

"If it's a Demigod-grade..."

Lin Fan couldn't help but lick his lips, a hint of greed appearing in his eyes.

"That would be a priceless treasure."

Just as Lin Fan was calculating how to turn this disaster into a grand shopping spree, the office door was suddenly pushed open violently.

Mo Yu rushed in with an anxious look, forgetting even to knock on the door.

He was clutching a classified document tightly in his hand, his usual calm and capable demeanor completely gone, and even fine beads of cold sweat were seeping from his forehead.

"Lin Fan, something big has happened!"

Mo Yu rushed to the desk and slammed the file in his hand onto the table.

"The organization I belong to just intercepted a high-frequency communication signal from the Abyss Cult."

"The signal source points to the location of this year's freshman trial at Jingda, the Gloomy Forest."

"Intelligence indicates that the Abyss Cult is preparing to launch an attack during the trial."

"Although we don't know their specific plans yet, the energy fluctuation level has already reached a red alert."

"I suggest immediately cancelling tomorrow's trial, sealing off the Gloomy Forest, and requesting the military special forces to intervene and investigate!"

After speaking, Mo Yu stared fixedly at Lin Fan, waiting for his response.

He was truly anxious.

As a special inspector lurking in Jingda, his duty is to monitor all hidden dangers that could threaten national security.

The crisis signal this time was too strong, so strong that it made him feel suffocated.

However, to his surprise, after Lin Fan finished listening to his report, there was not a trace of panic on his face.

He even leisurely picked up the teacup on the table and gently blew on the floating tea leaves.

"Cancel the trial?"

Lin Fan took a sip of tea and shook his head.

"Why cancel it?"

"Such a good opportunity for actual combat, it would be a pity to cancel it."

Mo Yu widened his eyes, looking at Lin Fan as if he were a madman.

"Are you crazy?"

"That is the Abyss Cult! Not some street thugs!"

"Once an accident happens, those one thousand freshmen will be lambs waiting to be slaughtered!"

"Do you want to send them to their deaths?"

Mo Yu's emotions were somewhat out of control; he could not understand why Lin Fan could be so cold-blooded.

Lin Fan put down the teacup, looked up, and gazed at Mo Yu with calm eyes.

"Assistant Mo Yu, do you think tigers can be raised in a greenhouse?"

Lin Fan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable power.

"This batch of freshmen is indeed talented."

"But if they don't even have the courage to face the Abyss, they will just be vases for the rest of their lives."

"And..."

Lin Fan pointed at the document on the table, then pointed at his own eyes.

"Who is the hunter and who is the prey, it's too early to draw a conclusion now."

"Do you really think I don't know anything?"

Mo Yu was stunned.

He looked at Lin Fan's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through everything, and a strange chill suddenly rose in his heart.

Could it be that he already knew?

Lin Fan stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and overlooked the entire Jingda campus.

"The Zhao family's convoy transporting the array base stones was intercepted by my people half an hour ago."

Lin Fan said indifferently, as if talking about a trivial matter.

"The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Sacrifice Array is indeed a big move."

"However, with the array base stones in my hands, what will they use to set up the array?"

Mo Yu's pupils contracted sharply.

He looked at Lin Fan's back in disbelief.

His intelligence network, which he was proud of, had just intercepted a few communication signals, yet Lin Fan had already taken out the opponent's logistics transport team?

What kind of power does this guy actually hold in his hands?

"Then what do you plan to do?"

Mo Yu took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

Since Lin Fan already controlled the situation, he must have a response plan.

"Very simple."

Lin Fan turned around, his face revealing that iconic "Old Six" smile.

"Play along with their plan."

"Don't they want to perform a sacrifice? Then I'll give them a big gift."

"Since the guests have already prepared the dining table, wouldn't it be too rude if we didn't go up and have a few bites?"

Mo Yu looked at Lin Fan's greedy, death-defying expression and was instantly speechless.

He originally thought Lin Fan was doing this to train the students or to protect the school.

Now it seems that this guy is simply treating the Abyss Cult as a bringer of wealth.

"What do you need me to do?"

Mo Yu sighed; he knew he couldn't persuade Lin Fan.

Moreover, on the goal of opposing the Abyss, their positions were consistent.

"Help me stabilize the school's senior management; the trial must proceed as scheduled."

A calculating glint flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

"In addition, get me a batch of special permissions."

"I want to transform the Gloomy Forest into my home court."

Mo Yu nodded and turned to leave.

Since he had boarded Lin Fan's pirate ship, he could only accompany him in this madness.

After Mo Yu left, Lin Fan immediately opened his system space.

His gaze quickly swept over the dazzling array of items returned from various blind boxes.

"Although it hurts a bit, nothing ventured, nothing gained."

Lin Fan gritted his teeth and directly selected useful items.

"Extract one Reverse Array Pattern Engraving Pen."

"Extract ten boxes of Abyss Lure Incense."

"Extract one blueprint for a fully automatic intelligent turret (Magic Modified Version)."

"And another one hundred high-explosive compressed spiritual energy grenades, the kind with additional poison gas effects."

As Lin Fan kept searching the space, a pile of extremely sinister special materials appeared in front of him.

Especially that "Abyss Lure Incense"; the description read: After lighting, it emits a scent that simulates the estrus of an Abyss Mother Queen, having a lethal attraction to Abyss creatures within a fifty-mile radius.

If this thing were thrown into the enemy's position, the scene would be too beautiful; Lin Fan didn't even dare to imagine it.

"Ancestor of the Zhao family, and that so-called Archbishop."

Looking at the pile of weapons of mass destruction, a cruel sneer curled the corners of Lin Fan's mouth.

"You want to play the sacrifice meta?"

"Then I'll teach you what a real high-end blind box restocking meta is."

"I hope your bones are hard enough to withstand my torment."