249: Chapter 249 Taking Over the Business

Gloomy Forest.

As Zhao Tianjue fell and the abyss formation collapsed, the oppressive dark red clouds in the sky finally began to dissipate.

Long-lost sunlight pierced through the clouds, spilling onto the devastated trial grounds.

Those originally crazed abyss creatures, having lost the reinforcement of the formation and the command of their leader, fled back into the depths of the underground one after another.

Lin Fan stood atop the ruins, facing the blinding sunlight, and slowly sheathed his demon slaying saber.

Click.

The crisp sound of the blade returning to its scabbard heralded the end of this crisis.

Professor Wang walked over with the surviving students.

This usually strict and rigid old master looked at Lin Fan with complex emotions in his eyes at this moment.

There was gratitude, awe, and a trace of deep shame.

"Ins... Instructor Lin."

Professor Wang opened his mouth, seeming to want to say some words of thanks, but felt that in the face of the shocking scene just now, any language seemed pale and powerless.

Lin Fan turned around, the coldness on his face long gone, replaced by his signature Shrewd Merchant smile.

He pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"Classmates, today's extracurricular practical class ends here."

"Although the process was a bit twisted, everyone saw it—this is the cruelty of the battlefield."

"Also, the life-saving blind boxes everyone used just now are considered emergency risk avoidance consumption, so they are not eligible for the seven-day no-reason return service."

"I will have Qin Feng tally the bills and send them to you. Remember to pay on time; no credit allowed."

Hearing these words, the students who were still immersed in the emotions of surviving a disaster were all stunned.

Subsequently, a burst of wry curses erupted from the crowd.

"Damn! Instructor Lin, are you even human?"

"You just saved our lives and now you're talking about money? Give me back my touched feelings!"

"But... this blind box is really good! I'm going to buy more when I get back!"

Looking at these vibrant young faces before him, the smile at the corners of Lin Fan's mouth deepened.

He looked up toward the direction of the capital, his gaze deep.

The Zhao family had fallen, but this was just the beginning.

His chess game in the capital had only just begun to unfold.

The freshman trial drew to a close in an incredibly magical way.

No one expected that what should have been a tragic massacre would end up becoming Lin Fan's personal "product launch" and "pest removal show."

Not only were all one thousand plus freshmen miraculously zero-death, but even the accompanying instructors were unscathed.

In this battle, Lin Fan was completely deified.

He not only preserved all the students but also performed the sky-high merit of exterminating abyss traitors and killing a Half-step Martial King.

The news spread back to the capital, shaking the whole city.

The supreme commander of the military, General Ye Canglan, personally signed the commendation order, and the Inspector General's headquarters released an announcement overnight, defining the Zhao family as a treasonous organization, confiscating all assets, and fully entrusting them to the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, which had "made outstanding contributions in the anti-rebellion operation," for takeover and reorganization.

With the dual endorsement of the military and the inspectors, the process of Lin Fan taking over the Zhao family's assets was so smooth it was practically like picking up money.

Zhuque Avenue, the most prosperous area in the capital.

This had once been the core area of the Zhao family's business empire, possessing dozens of pill shops, weapon stores, and auction houses that made a fortune every day.

But at this moment, the signs of these shops were being crudely torn down by a group of workers wearing Myriad Treasures Pavilion uniforms.

"Move faster! That 'Zhao's Pill Pavilion' sign is too ugly, smash it for me!"

Zhang Hao was wearing a flamboyant purple suit, directing the workers to work.

This fatty was really riding high now; as the "Chief Operating Officer" of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, his own net worth was also rising with the tide.

"Fatty, can you be a little more low-key?"

Su Qingxue stood on the side, shaking her head helplessly.

She was wearing a capable white professional suit today, with a little less of her usual coldness and a little more of a workplace queen's aura.

Although she said to be low-key, her speed in taking action was not slow at all.

Seeing her wave her slender hand, a cold chill flashed by, directly freezing the door of a shop named "Zhao's Divine Weapons" into ice shards.

"Listen up, you remnants of the Zhao family inside. You have three minutes to get out. Leave everything you can't take, otherwise, it will be treated as theft of company property."

Su Qingxue's voice was cold and domineering, instantly suppressing the few Zhao family shopkeepers who still wanted to linger.

Those shopkeepers looked at the shattered door, then at the murderous Myriad Treasures Pavilion guards behind Su Qingxue, and all turned pale with fear, scrambling to run out.

"Qing Xue, your method of physical persuasion is much more effective than mine."

Zhang Hao gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.

In just three short days.

The glittering signs of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion were hung all over the most prosperous streets of the capital.

The territories, mineral veins, and commercial channels that the Zhao family had operated for a hundred years were all taken over by the Myriad Treasures Pavilion under Lin Fan's iron-fisted methods and official support.

And inside the Kyoto University campus, another change of power was happening simultaneously.

"Have you heard? The elite class has been disbanded!"

"Nonsense, Professor Wang has already personally applied to join the Blind Box Class as a teaching assistant. Is there any need for the elite class to exist?"

On the campus forum, news about the Blind Box Class dominated all the hot search lists.

Qin Feng and Chu Yaoyao were not idle.

They took the students of the Blind Box Class and directly took over the training halls and resource allocation rights that originally belonged to the elite class.

"From today on, there is only one rule at Kyoto University, and that is Instructor Lin's rule."

Qin Feng stood on the podium that originally belonged to the student union, pushed up his glasses, his tone calm but full of oppression.

Below the stage, those arrogant children of aristocratic families were all lowering their heads, not even daring to breathe loudly.

After that battle in the Gloomy Forest, they had been completely beaten into submission.

What aristocratic honor, what genius dignity—in the face of Lin Fan's unreasonable blind boxes and absolute strength, it was all bullshit.

Chu Yaoyao was even more direct; she took a group of girls to post Myriad Treasures Pavilion promotional posters everywhere on campus.

"Want to become stronger? Want to make a comeback? Myriad Treasures Pavilion's latest 'Post-War Reconstruction Edition' blind boxes, 10% off for the first order, no cheating the young or old!"

Looking at that bouncing, energetic figure on campus, who could have imagined that a few days ago she was holding a dagger and cutting people's throats in the forest?

Lin Fan sat on the top floor of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion headquarters building.

This had once been Zhao Haokun's office, decorated with extreme luxury, and every square meter of the expensive carpet on the floor was worth a fortune.

Lin Fan sank into the large leather sofa, holding an expensive fountain pen in his hand, signing his name on one asset transfer agreement after another.

"The Zhao family's spirit stone mine in the West Mountain... belongs to me."

"The medicinal herb planting base in the North District... belongs to me."

"And this private transport line to the front line of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield... hmm, this is the most valuable, also belongs to me."

Every time he signed a document, the smile on Lin Fan's face grew brighter.

This wasn't just signing papers; this was rapidly harvesting the fruits of victory.