Chapter 123 Things Got Out of Hand
At this point, there was no point in looking further. The top spot went to the Imperial Capital Military Management College. The focus now was on the bug in the base's intelligence system. This was a serious matter, affecting not only the safety of the soldiers but also the entire nation's defense. Imagine if the base's intelligence system was hacked during wartime. What difference would that make? I'm afraid they'd be trapped like the soldiers in this exercise, waiting to die.
The corps commander stood up and said seriously, "I will report the situation to headquarters now. Director Qian, please do your best to appease the students."
Qian Mingyu nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the students."
Although the military and the university's top brass usually disliked each other, they would forgo past grudges and cooperate when national interests were at stake. After all, those minor incidents were internal conflicts within their ranks, resolved behind closed doors. A bug in the base's intelligence system was a matter of national security; they couldn't afford to let it go unchecked and allow the enemy to exploit it.
The students responsible for the incident were naturally isolated. To prevent them from leaking the information, all electronic devices that could communicate with the outside world were confiscated. They were also interviewed one by one and asked to sign a confidentiality agreement. Qian Mingyu personally handled this matter. He explained the importance of the matter to the students and emphasized the need for confidentiality. Even close friends and family members were not allowed to disclose it, lest they be charged with treason.
Treason is the only crime in the interstellar world that carries the death penalty. Once discovered, the perpetrator is executed without mercy, without negotiation. Even the Wing Tiger family member who caused such bloodshed in the interstellar world was not as serious as treason, primarily because his primary crime was aggression, not treason. If he hadn't had some sense and not followed his insane owner into selling out his country, he might have been sentenced to death.
Even so, the Winged Tiger Family lost an elder, which shows how great the price was.
The entire galaxy, from the common people to the administrators, deeply detested this act of treason. If convicted, the perpetrator would be condemned to eternal infamy, their corpse scorched and humiliated for eternity. Their family, children, relatives, and friends would also be implicated. It was truly despicable. No one would risk such a move unless there was a truly unspeakable reason to do so.
Since Qian Mingyu said so, it meant that this matter was true. If any of them told this matter to others, they would definitely be sentenced, and it might even implicate everyone present. So everyone looked at the students around them suspiciously, and those who were looked at rolled their eyes in response.
I have to say that Qian Mingyu's approach is very effective. Letting everyone supervise each other is more effective than any confidentiality agreement.
Wen Le and his team were fine, but Lily and the others who had cracked the system had to stay at the base for a few days to investigate before returning. As for the previous competition, it was also abandoned. With such a big incident, no one cared about such a trivial exercise. Plus, the first place winner had already been announced, so they simply declared it over.
The deans of the other two schools, having participated in the incident and witnessed Lily and her team's system hacking, were also forced to stay. They had no choice but to notify the instructors of those students to come and pick up their own students. They were a little worried about letting them go back on their own; who knew what shocking things these kids might do without adult supervision? They were impressed by the mischievous abilities of these unruly children under the Imperial Capital Army's supervision.
You should never underestimate these naughty kids, otherwise you never know when they will get into trouble.
Everyone had come with high hopes for this exercise, but left disappointed. They couldn't even discuss it, just staring at each other in silence. They hadn't expected their classmates to pull off such a commotion. It truly lived up to the saying, "They may be small, but they're mighty!" After this incident, the school probably won't bother them again for a long time. That's cause for celebration.
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After returning home, the school, out of consideration for the students, granted them three days off. The first-year students were overjoyed and, if school rules hadn't prohibited them, they would have even planned to celebrate with lights and decorations. This made the seniors jealous, and they all accused the school of favoritism. They were clearly more suitable for internships than the first-year students, yet they were kept in school to let the freshmen go. If they wanted to give them a day off, they should have just said so. Why beat around the bush?
Sure enough, this is the #The deepest road I have ever walked is the school routine# series.
The freshmen in the first grade were all born by their biological mothers, but these seniors were raised by their stepmothers. It’s really unfair.
They really want a break! They haven't had a day off since school started. They say they have two days off on Sundays, but they're actually all spent on training. They can't go home during winter and summer vacations; they have to go to the military for internships. When will this end?
But no matter how much the senior students complained, the school pretended to be oblivious unless they brought it up openly. If someone did bring it up, they'd have plenty of ways to silence them. If you're truly free, do more physical training and take more exams in your majors. Once you're busy, you won't have time to think about the holidays.
In fact, the school was also frightened. They happily took the kids to the exercise, but these kids almost made a big mistake. Fortunately, the matter was reported to the military from the beginning, and it was indeed a system bug discovered by the students accidentally. Otherwise, they would never be able to clear themselves of the responsibility even if they jumped into the Yellow River.
If it were an ordinary person or someone from another organization, they would have been imprisoned long ago. And you still want a vacation? Wishful thinking!
Wen Le was also summoned for a separate interview, specifically regarding the prescription. If Qian Mingyu hadn't mentioned this to him beforehand, telling him not to give it up so easily, he probably would have remained in the dark. He might have agreed to it then and there. After all, he didn't think the prescription was worth much. Many pharmacists could make anesthetics, so he didn't consider it particularly valuable.
If he knew how many forces were coveting the prescription in his hand, he probably wouldn't think so.
As for the military officials, they also wanted to take advantage of the fact that the child was unaware and deceive him, so as to get the recipe quickly and at a low price. As the saying goes, if you don't take advantage of a bargain, you are a bastard. If you don't quickly devour such a big piece of cake while the parents are away, you will be doing yourself a disservice.
They considered many possibilities, but none of them anticipated Qian Mingyu warning Wen Le beforehand, telling him not to give up easily. If he knew, he might actually challenge Qian Mingyu to a duel. It wasn't like they were trying to snatch meat from his mouth, so why would he be so kind as to interfere?
Qian Mingyu said that Wen Le is the future face of the school, and the school certainly cannot watch this big baby suffer.
So when the other party approached Wen Le about buying the prescription, he evaded the issue, saying he needed to go back and think about it. He was actually trying to contact the Therapist Association and find a knowledgeable negotiator to help him negotiate. Since the other party had asked for the prescription, he naturally wouldn't give it to anyone else, but he was happy to get a little extra. Furthermore, the other party had been insincere from the beginning. They took advantage of his young age and tried to trick him into giving it away for free, claiming it as a donation to the nation and a contribution to the people of the entire interstellar world.
Later, when Wen Le refused, he changed his mind and said he would buy it with money. Even if Wen Le was dumb, he knew that this recipe must be very valuable, otherwise the other party would not be so persistent.
So Wen Le contacted the association as soon as he got out and told the person in charge what had happened. "I don't know much about this, so I hope you can help me find someone who knows how to negotiate for me."
The Healer Association and the military have close ties, collaborating countless times. Even each regiment has a certain number of therapists employed there, so they're bound to be experienced in negotiation. As the saying goes, every profession has its own specialties. If he's not good at this, then he'll find someone who is. As for compensation, he won't give a penny less.
The association simply assumed Wen Le had asked for help out of the teacher's desire to avoid burdening him, and considered nothing more. Then again, he probably saw this as a minor matter, and asking him to help was overkill. Just imagine, would a tycoon who could easily rack up hundreds of millions of dollars care about a small order of just a few hundred thousand? If he had to worry about everything, wouldn't he be exhausted?
But just because that person didn't take it seriously didn't mean the association didn't take it seriously either, so they quickly sent a negotiation team. Wen Le was stunned when he saw the people. They had so many people coming at once, and he thought it was a bit exaggerated... but it was their good intentions, so he could only complain in his heart.
After understanding the situation, the negotiator quickly offered two options: money, and military merit. Considering Wen Le's current status as a military academy student, he suggested that he pursue military merit. The logic was simple: more military merit would increase future promotion opportunities, grant more privileges, and provide a relative degree of freedom. At the very least, with these merits, Wen Le wouldn't have to start as a lowly soldier, giving him a much higher starting point than his peers.
Needless to say, this is unfair to other students. Opportunities are created by oneself. Wen Le created the opportunity by himself and seized it. That is his ability.
Wen Le was not short of money now, so he chose the second option without thinking.
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