While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

Yang Ding returned to Class 22, where the counselor was giving him a very angry lecture.

"Squad leader, don't sit down yet. Let's take a look at how many of our platoon members died last night."

Yang Ding looked back and saw that there were two empty seats.

Because of the addition of those four, the classroom, which originally had 104 people, was extremely crowded.

"Whose team are these six people?" Yang Ding asked.

Sergeant Ma Shanfeng silently stood up. "It's mine."

"Your group of thirteen people, six of them died in one night?"

"Um."

"What killed him?"

"A wood-type host."

"Did you catch them?"

"No, while we were besieging it, another fire-type host ambushed us. These things were helping each other."

"You were in Building 63 last night, surrounded by our classmates, and they didn't hear your cries for help."

Ma Shanfeng fell silent.

"Want to eat alone?" Yang Ding pressed.

He also wanted to eat alone, but he was confident and cautious, and would never let his teammates die easily.

Even the parasites don't know his true strength and underestimate him, a freshman.

"What kind of cultivation do you, Ma Shanfeng, have? You can't even protect your own testicles, yet you have the nerve to eat alone? You've caused the deaths of so many classmates."

When Counselor Zhang saw that Yang Ding was about to make a move, he quickly told him to sit down and calm down.

"Yesterday, the price of beast crystals on the black market skyrocketed. A 0.5-gram parasitic beast crystal that was only around 10,000 yuan before has now risen to 25,000 yuan. This is completely abnormal. There are big buyers buying it."

"I know you want to make money to buy cultivation resources, good weapons and equipment, but keeping your dog lives is the most important thing. If you don't have the ability, don't think about taking everything for yourself."

"Also, I'm warning you all, the price of beast crystals is skyrocketing, which will lead to third- and even fourth-year students competing with you for hunting them. Don't easily get into conflicts with them; you can't handle it."

Mao Jian asked somewhat flusteredly, "Doesn't the law enforcement bureau care? The parasites are rampant, and they're making us fight over food."

Instead of answering directly, Coach Zhang gave a stern warning.

"Don't talk nonsense. Parasites aren't rampant, much less a plague. They're just isolated cases. Do you understand?"

Mao Jian wanted to argue further, saying that there were already two or three in one building, and they still said it wasn't rampant.

But Yang Ding stopped him, "Shut up, the counselor is trying to save you. If someone reports you to the law enforcement team, you'll be in big trouble."

Frightened, Mao Jian immediately became obedient.

At lunchtime, student council members came and took Ma Shanfeng away for investigation. It turned out that in Class B, only his group had six members die on the first night.

The student council also shared some breaking news with everyone.

"Fire-type hosts can regulate the temperature of their surroundings through their abilities, making it difficult for forehead thermometers to detect abnormalities."

The whole class erupted in anger on the spot.

"What should I do if I encounter a fire-type host?"

Use your brain, or just let it be.

After Ma Shanfeng was taken away, his six classmates wanted to join Yang Ding.

"Captain Yang, please take us in. We were ignorant before."

"There are too few of you. How long will it take to clean 200 floors?"

Yang Ding was unhappy. These guys had always been loyal to Squad Leader Ma and didn't agree to him taking half of the beast crystals.

"How about we give you 70% of our beast crystals?" someone asked.

"No, I want them all, as long as you can keep your own lives."

"Then we've worked for nothing?"

"You can choose not to do it, and see if the law enforcement bureau will take action against you."

The six people looked at each other, and could only nod in agreement.

Yang Ding called the two groups to have dinner together, to analyze last night's actions and make arrangements for tonight, but Huang Bingbing asked him for leave.

"I'll skip my afternoon classes and meet you at the farm community tonight."

Where are you going?

She has the highest cultivation level among everyone and is also very quick-witted, which makes her extremely important.

Huang Bingbing leaned close to Yang Ding, rested her chin on her hands, and blew on him in an ambiguous and affectionate manner.

"What, you can't live without me? You've fallen in love with me?"

"If you become my lapdog, I'll tell you everything and let you play with me again."

Mao Jian was so engrossed in watching this that he couldn't help but swallow hard. Who could resist this?

Huang Bingbing has thin lips and white teeth, and is playful and fiery. Her beauty is no less than Sun Li's. If she weren't a poisonous woman who likes to castrate men, she could be considered the number one choice for class beauty.

"Brother Ding, you have to hold on!"

Yang Ding stroked her smooth, bouncy face with his palm.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

In front of 96 classmates, Huang Bingbing closed her beautiful eyes, pouted her lips, and took the initiative.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ding suddenly exerted force, pressing her head down hard against the table.

"Get out of here, you foul-mouthed little vixen."

Huang Bingbing touched her head, which was covered in blood, and cursed, "You son of a bitch, my breath smells wonderful."

"Don't be late tonight."

"If I don't go, let's see who helps you stop that gold-type brat."

"You won't refuse to go; you might even be there this afternoon plotting something mischievous."

Huang Bingbing licked the blood from her palm. "You're so smart, I swear, I'll castrate you for life."

After she left, Mao Jian was completely stunned.

"You knocked her so hard she bled, and she wasn't even angry."

"You can try it too."

Mao Jian shook his head frantically, "Forget it, this lunatic is really going to castrate me."

……

Gangneung City Law Enforcement Bureau, underground parking lot.

Huang Bingbing, dressed in a law enforcement officer's uniform, drove in in a jeep with an air of nonchalance.

The car made many turns and finally arrived at Zone Z.

After getting off the bus, she took out a mechanical key, opened a security door, and entered an elevator. The elevator only had a down button and had 10 floors.

This is the headquarters of the Stinger organization, with a total of one thousand staff members stationed there.

They not only monitored the entire Jiangling City, but also planted a large number of spies in the other four city-states and even the other four empires.

Huang Bingbing's statement that the Stinger Police Department is even more powerful than the law enforcement bureau is not an exaggeration.

For the five great families of Jiangling City, especially the city lord of Jiangling, Poison Sting is the core of power.

After the cataclysmic war, humanity enjoyed a temporary period of peace, and many powerful families began plotting to dominate the world and unify the planet.

The Queen's vision is for humanity to evolve together and participate in interstellar competition a century from now.

The four city lords only verbally cooperated; in their hearts, they were not happy. Everyone had evolved; who would be the slave?

They already have power, so why not enjoy it instead of engaging in interstellar competition? Who knows what kind of monsters they'll attract?

Several older siblings were waiting for Huang Bingbing in the conference room.

Today's topic is how to use this parasitic beast incident to find the Dragon Guards that the Queen has appointed.

Having a sixth-grade expert lurking nearby always made me uneasy.

Zou Xiaoren, the director of the Jiangling Empire's Maternal and Child Hospital and the third-in-command of the Stinger organization, pushed up his glasses.

"Alright, everyone's here. Ah Zi, please introduce your group."

Huang Bingbing recounted the events of last night in detail.

"Yang Ding doesn't want us to give the information to the law enforcement team because he's afraid the beast crystal will be stolen. This guy is extremely competitive."

Zou Xiaoren sneered, "He married two high-class wives, so of course he wants to show off."

"So the more he tries to show off, the faster he dies," Huang Bingbing said.

"Zhou Ruoxi and I agree on this point. Yang Ding cannot die. He is mediocre and of humble origin, and poses no threat to us. He can be used to hold off the Queen. We need to use him as bait to capture that Dragon Guard alive and interrogate the other spies in Jiangling City."

"But Third Brother, the Queen has the ability of prophecy, so why did she choose to make Yang Ding the pawn to cross the river?"

"Our current information is that the Queen exhausted her mental energy to predict the war before the catastrophe and has not recovered yet. Therefore, she is preparing to push the princess to the throne at the banquet of the court at the end of the year."

"In other words, Yang Ding is most likely using this to disgust us."

Huang Bingbing nodded, "Princess Murong Wan'er did indeed turn 18 on New Year's Eve."