Chapter 103: I Need to Find a Way to Win Over Her Student!

Just as Joey Jing finished relaying the message through the microphone, Zhu Suihan’s call came through.

“Hello, Director, is the game over?”

Joey Jing: ?

Hearing this, Jun Shalu’s expression darkened further—the choice of words was decidedly disrespectful. How could this kid, who had swept up all the students, think this was just a game?

Zhu Suihan held the phone in one hand while thoughtfully herding the Ropes Squad into a line against the wall with the other.

“Yeah, after defeating them, Dragonite sang a lullaby spell, so everyone’s currently asleep. As for whether anyone has insomnia traits, the white-haired monkey thinks that’s not a big deal—at worst, we’ll just knock them out physically.”

“This is an exercise; watch your language.”

Joey Jing’s mouth twitched as if he were trying to hold back a fire hose, but seeing his old friend’s grim face, he restrained himself in tone.

See? I’m seriously instructing my student that this is an exercise—no mistakes there.

“Remove the fog, and also tell us where you planted the bombs. The academy’s bomb disposal team needs to retrieve the training grenades.”

Zhu Suihan nodded. “The fog will dissipate with the wind soon. As for the remaining bombs, they’re all near the underground power supply system beside the teaching building. Just look around and you’ll find them.”

“Oh, and there’s a simple detonator on top. Just cut the red wire with your eyes closed.”

Jun Shalu nodded toward the operator at the console, who promptly ordered the bomb disposal team, already en route.

Although the bomb disposal team’s Pokémon all had moisture traits, now that they knew how to handle the bombs, they didn’t need to rely on their Pokémon’s abilities.

Cutting a wire is a simple enough task that wouldn’t require involving one’s own partners.

Jun Shalu smiled. “Well, he even got into the underground power system of the teaching building—what else hasn’t that kid touched?”

Joey Jing asked, “Suihan, if your plan fails, do you have a backup?”

Zhu Suihan, chewing on an energy cube to replenish his stamina, eyes brightened at the question.

“Director, how did you know there was a second phase to my plan?”

Another phase?!

Jun Shalu snatched the phone away. “What is this second phase of your plan?”

“Uh, who are you?”

Joey Jing gave Jun Shalu an exasperated glance. “My old friend, the overall head of this riot control exercise. You can talk to her.”

“Oh.”

Zhu Suihan thought for a moment. “Mainly, it involves the remaining bombs. If detonated together—even if they’re training grenades—they can disrupt the entire power system of the teaching building.”

“Both the academy staff and students inside would fall into panic.”

“Assuming the power system’s safety is high enough, I can use the opportunity to have Dragonite sing through the audio equipment that reaches every classroom.”

Just like the Jigglypuff in the Alola region from the animation, with ample energy cubes as power, Dragonite can easily put everyone in the entire building to sleep.

If the volume is loud enough, the surrounding people outside could be lulled to sleep as well.

“Then, I can take hostages and negotiate with the school administration.”

Jun Shalu naturally understood the implications. If this was a premeditated attack, Zhu Suihan wouldn’t be acting alone.

Holding hostages to negotiate terms was a given; the attackers would rendezvous with their partners waiting outside and then escape.

For the students’ safety, they wouldn’t dare follow them closely, only trailing at a distance until the hostages were abandoned.

But once the hostages were discarded, no matter the method of escape, catching up with the attackers would be nearly impossible.

The Dark Team had evaded capture by the League for years—not because the League lacked strong fighters, but because they hid in multiple safe havens and were incredibly elusive.

Jun Shalu suddenly smiled. “Kid, you really surprised me.”

“Thanks for the compliment.”

Jun Shalu instantly turned serious. “But as the Director of Junsha Academy, I must criticize your actions to some extent.”

“How about this, you—”

Joey Jing quickly grabbed back the phone and gave the old rascal a sharp glare.

“Suihan, don’t listen to her nonsense. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with what you did, and not a single student was hurt.”

“Wait there for a moment. If the logistics team runs into any problems, they might need your help. That’s all for now.”

What am I supposed to do, not knowing what you’re up to?

I bet you’re just jealous of my precious student!

And then some criticism?

Probably didn’t even finish the first sentence before jumping into talking about transfer plans, system changes, perks, and scholarships!

“Hey, hey, we’re all old friends here—do you have to guard yourself so tightly against me?”

Joey Jing chuckled. “Of course; if we weren’t old friends, how could I guess what you’re thinking?”

“By the way, this kid not only fights well but is also among the top academically in his grade—graduating early isn’t out of the question.”

Hmph.

Jun Shalu scoffed disdainfully, completely unmoved by Joey Jing’s childish antics.

Gotta find a way to recruit her student!

If he can stir up this much trouble even in a riot control exercise, cultivating him properly and sending him out would definitely make the troublemakers wail.

Junsha Academy’s graduates generally have limits, but our Joey Academy’s white-haired monkey isn’t one to hold back!

Wondering about Zhu Suihan’s limitless behavior?

Don’t worry—he’s a special consultant hired from Joey Academy, basically a temp.

If you have questions, ask Joey Jing, not us at Junsha.

Joey Jing smiled in his tone. “How do you evaluate my student? As Junsha Academy’s Director, you owe me a genuine assessment.”

Jun Shalu pondered briefly, then looked again at the teaching building area where the fog was slowly clearing.

“Information reconnaissance, erasing traces, even planning the escape routes—ruthless and cold-blooded, with a clear intent to double-cross from the start.”

“Our specialized teams didn’t even get a chance to take the field before your student turned them into rescue teams.”

Jun Shalu’s tone grew a bit complex.

“Others might not be convincing in their roles, but your student’s performance isn’t acting.”

Strict investigation is recommended!

Joey Jing felt complicated too; now she truly suspected that Zhu Suihan’s past identity was off.

If you talk about ability, he has it—abundantly.

But such a lawless personality isn’t something ordinary people could endure.

“So, Jing, I have a suggestion.”

Jun Shalu said, “How about you send this student to our academy for training? I promise to cultivate him into a law-abiding talent who will make outstanding contributions to the League in the future.”

“Dream on. No way.”

“Come on, an exchange student isn’t out of the question. Don’t you want this kid to become versatile?”

Jun Shalu began to tempt him. “If the kid pursues the League path, being an exchange student means we can arrange various internships. His resume will look better.”

“With our support and his talent, the chances of him becoming League Champion are very high.”

“You’ll have to ask Suihan himself about that.”

Joey Jing sipped her tea, firmly sitting on the sidelines.

After all, he is their Joey Academy student; she wouldn’t let him suffer.

The students in the dorm area gradually woke up one after another, while the villain actors stealthily bound by Gengar remained.

Without exception, they all exchanged confused glances, not understanding why they had been taken down.

“Black-on-black crime—I almost forgot there’s such a tactic.”

A Junsha Academy boy slapped his hand hard.

“If I learn how to do black-on-black, I can deliberately mislead others into causing chaos while I hide in the shadows to accomplish my goals!”

Everyone’s eyes shifted toward him—a self-confessed bad guy.

“Don’t look at me. The exercise must be over.”

The boy shrugged helplessly. “We were probably taken down by the same person. Whether or not they succeeded, that person’s exercise score is definitely number one.”

The girls from Joey Academy exchanged looks, and in their minds appeared the image of a certain white-haired monkey.

They had dealt with Junsha clan members before; this kind of thing simply wouldn’t be something the other side could pull off.

Using the control variable method and judging by past records, it seemed only their classmate would do such a thing.

So ruthless.

For good reason, the school decided to extend this exercise’s schedule, giving the students a day off in between.

Our monkey, of course, had no such luxury; he was currently pointing out his “crime scene.”

“Yes, I tampered with this section of the water pipe.”

The logistics crew examined the skillful repair marks on the pipe and couldn’t help but wonder what Zhu Suihan’s real profession was.

He started working on it as soon as he got the props, without leaving much time for practice.

Junsha’s team leader was curious: “What did you use for the delayed detonation device?”

“Of course, I relied on my partner.”

“Milou!”

That’s right, it’s me!

The little fairy milk Pokémon demonstrated how to make the cream bomb. The principle was actually very simple.

The sugar held in the mouth gradually melts; Zhu Suihan just turned the “mouth” into a water pipe.

Miss Junsha thought for a moment and decided it might be necessary to strengthen water quality inspections in the future.

She didn’t need to worry about academy arrangements, but when Junsha officers and League inspectors went out on duty to arrest people, they could easily fall victim to such traps when fetching water in the wild.

“How did you come up with this idea?”

“My first partner is the Water-type Pokémon Dragonite.”

Of course, this was just an excuse; the real inspiration came from news he had seen in a past life.

In certain regions, oil pipelines are among the few modern facilities in desolate deserts.

Often, groups would sabotage oil pipelines—stealing oil or placing explosives—to serve their interests.

Whether for money, to incite war, or to manipulate stock prices by suppressing competitors, they could target oil pipelines.

At least during that special time, that desert was the world’s hardest-hit area for oil pipeline damage.

(End of chapter)