"Senpaku, I am Sakamoto. What brings you here?"

A moment later, he raised his head, his brows slightly furrowed:

"Indeed, these basic supplies are far from enough. But..."

He pointed to a certain item in the manual.

"The use of these 300 special points must be very careful."

Ike Kanji agreed.

“对啊！忍着不用的话，考试结束后剩下的点数会直接加到班级点数里！每100点专用点数等于100班级点数！要是我们一点不用，就能直接增加300班级点数！相当于每个月多出3万个人点数！整整3万啊！”

This enormous temptation caught the eye of many students in Class D.

For Class D, which consistently ranks at the bottom in class points...

This is undoubtedly a golden opportunity to turn the tide!

But Hirata flipped through the guide again, adding in a serious tone:

"However, the guidelines also clearly state that the use of dedicated points is associated with additional bonus points and deductions. We need to weigh these carefully."

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at the same time,

The initial camp of Class B.

After distributing the supplies, homeroom teacher Kazuma Sakagami left.

The students in Class B were left to act on their own.

Long Yuanxiang quickly browsed through the guidebook.

His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's.

He has basically understood the rules that the homeroom teacher just mentioned.

Now he needs to figure out the more specific mechanisms.

He quickly noticed the details regarding the addition and subtraction of points.

One of them deepened the smile on his lips:

[Those who withdraw from the exam due to reasons other than physical discomfort will have 30 special points deducted from their class.]

"Oh?"

Long Yuan scoffed.

"So, because of Sakayanagi's absence, Class A only has 270 points to start with?"

This is undoubtedly good news.

Although that woman, Sakayanagi, is not as troublesome as Sakamoto.

However, her absence somewhat diminished Class A's initial advantage.

Continue reading through Longyuan.

The bonus point mechanism piqued his interest even more.

You can earn reward points by capturing specific strongholds on the island.

After a single stronghold has been held for 8 hours, the holding status will be automatically removed, and other classes can retake it.

However, each stronghold can only provide one reward point to a single class.

more importantly,

To capture a stronghold, a special key card must be used for activation.

The key card must be held by the sole leader designated by each class.

That is, only one person per class can have the right to occupy the territory.

On the final day of the exam, each class has one chance to guess the identity of the leader of the other class.

If you guess correctly, your class will receive 50 points; if you guess incorrectly, your class will lose 50 points.

The class whose leader is correctly identified will have 50 special points deducted and will lose all bonus points gained from capturing strongholds.

"Heh...interesting."

A calculating glint flashed in Long Yuan's eyes.

The final leader guessing round,

That is the key to truly widening the gap and even winning in one blow.

Then...

Who will be the leader of Class A?

Katsuragi Kohei? That meticulous bald guy?

Or...that man?

Longyuan felt that the answer wasn't hard to guess.

But it is also full of traps.

"This is really...exciting."

He muttered to himself, his gaze seemingly piercing through the dense forest.

They looked in the direction of Class A's camp.

First Grade Summer Vacation: Chapter 097: MJ Sakamoto

Class A's initial campsite was located on a pristine white sand beach.

Behind them is a dense tropical rainforest, and in front of them is an endless expanse of azure sea.

The sun was blazing, and the sea breeze carried a salty, damp scent.

After homeroom teacher Tomoya Mashima distributed basic survival supplies and exam guides,

Like other homeroom teachers, he left the camp and handed over the decision-making power to the students.

In the center of the camp, supplies were neatly stacked.

Totsuka Yahiko was meticulously checking the supplies:

"Two tents, four flashlights, drinking water rations... Hmm, the basic supplies match what the homeroom teacher said."

not far away,

Kohei Katsuragi's bald head was particularly striking in the sunlight.

He was sitting cross-legged on the beach, intently flipping through a guidebook.

He was digesting the complex rules of the exam word by word.

Sakayanagi Arisu's absence,

This naturally led to the Katsuragi faction students taking on more organizational responsibility.

Several members of the Katsuragi faction were maintaining order among the crowd.

Assign initial tasks to everyone.

however,

The eyes of many students in Class A

But it drifted involuntarily to the other side of the beach.

There,

Sakamoto was performing a set of bizarre movements.

His body moved in rhythm with a beat that only he could hear.

Footsteps traced smooth and unique paths on the soft sand.

Sometimes it glides backward like it's walking in space.

Leave a smooth arc;

Sometimes they spin rapidly around their toes.

Step out in fine dots;

Sometimes the body tilts at an angle that goes against the center of gravity.

Carve deep marks with your heels.

The movements are fluid and rhythmic.

Rather than practicing some kind of "secret technique,"

Rather...

He was dancing.

A beach dance that imitates the iconic moves of the King of Pop, Michael Jackson.

The students in Class A watched quietly, their faces showing little surprise.

More than anything, it's about reflection.

If anyone else did this, they might find it strange or incomprehensible.

But this is Sakamoto.

His every move must have a deeper meaning.

It could never be just simple entertainment or amusement.

The song ends,

Sakamoto's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He adjusted his breathing slightly.

He pushed up his glasses, which hadn't slipped off despite the strenuous exercise.

His gaze, hidden behind his glasses, calmly swept over the crowd.

Finally, it landed almost imperceptibly on the beach where he had "danced".

He did not speak.

Turning around, he walked with composed steps.

They walked to a shady coastal rock at the edge of the camp.

I sat down alone and gazed at the distant sea.

The beach, covered in mysterious traces, was left to the contemplative Class A members.

"What...does he mean by that?"

A student murmured in confusion.

"These marks on the beach... they're all messy, is there anything special about them?"

"Sakamoto-kun must have his reasons for doing this... we just haven't figured them out yet."

As everyone whispered and tried to find a pattern in the messy footprints and scratches,

Katsuragi Kohei also closed the guidebook in his hand.

He has basically fully understood the rules and risks of this exam.

He stood up,

His eyes were firm.

He needs to discuss something with Sakamoto.

Regarding the island's topography,

Regarding the search for a base

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