Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

Although this major is unpopular, Asheng's research is absolutely excellent. Even Melk, who usually slacks off, can see this clearly. But perhaps it was precisely because of this that this achievement attracted the covetousness of a tutor. He first deceived the two of them under the pretext of "You two don't have a direct tutor yet, right? Why not register under my name, it will be very convenient." He gained their trust in the whole process.

In the end, he even said that if he submitted the paper, he would get a higher ranking and would most likely be listed among the "Outstanding Graduates of the Academy of Education". It was a pity that the two of them did not see his purpose clearly at that time.

Asheng himself doesn't care about this status, and he didn't come here to study for this empty name. But if Melk has this status, the possibility of persuading his parents will be much greater. Maybe he can get the right to travel to many countries without breaking up.

Ashen simply agreed, and Melk was very grateful. However, he never expected that this mentor would reveal his true colors and take the research results under his own name. It is probably already in the review process, and their joint efforts were taken away!

"There's no way... there's no way. There's only two weeks left until the graduation thesis deadline. If this achievement is taken away from us, let alone becoming outstanding graduates, it's even a question of whether we can graduate at all." Ah Sheng sighed deeply. He had never wanted his and Melk's two years of hard work to go to waste, but if they followed the normal process, wouldn't it take at least a month for the disciplinary officer to investigate? During this time, they would undoubtedly be busy cooperating with the investigation, and by then the two-week deadline would have long passed.

But the remaining half month is not enough to write a new graduation thesis?

"...Graduation, yes, graduation!" Melk chewed on these two words over and over again, and suddenly seemed to understand something. He patted Asheng's shoulder solemnly, and the two looked at each other.

"A Sheng, let me ask you a question. You came here to learn knowledge, right? Then whether you graduate or not doesn't matter to you, right? Anyway, the knowledge you learned won't disappear from your mind, right?"

As Melk asked several questions in succession, Asheng's eyes widened. He was probably too deeply influenced by the atmosphere in the academy in recent years, and he subconsciously regarded graduation as a very important matter. If he thought about it carefully, Melk was right. Does it matter to him whether he graduates or not?

"What about you? Will your parents agree to let you travel around before you graduate? I remember that before you came, you agreed with your parents that if you successfully graduated with good grades, your parents would not interfere with your decision, but if you failed, you must follow their instructions and stop doing those dangerous things and stay at home to get married and have children, right?" The first thing Ah Sheng thought of after he realized it was about Melk, which touched Melk.

"Don't worry about me. I don't want to stay in this abbey anymore. Take me to the desert. Isn't there an Adventurer's Association branch there? I'll just go there. At worst, I'll just rely on myself!"

"But……"

"What do you mean by "but"? Don't you believe in my abilities, brother? Although I haven't paid much attention to the knowledge of this school in recent years, I have never slacked off in my study of the ruins' mechanisms and the skills essential for adventurers. Don't worry!"

Asheng was silent for a long time. He was not sure whether to follow Melk's suggestion. He thought about it again and again. The remaining half month was definitely not enough to write a graduation thesis, and there was definitely not enough time to go through the litigation route. It seemed that all roads were blocked.

"Damn, fuck him!" Ah Sheng also made up his mind immediately. Even though he looked gentle and polite on weekdays, and even though he was not as strong as the common Sand People, he had the blood of the Sand People after all. This coincided with Melk's "rebellious" spirit that was different from the ordinary Forest People. The two of them made the decision immediately.

Melk and Asheng quickly agreed on some details. They jointly wrote a letter and submitted it to the Disciplinary Officer's Office, then strode towards a corner of Xumi City.

According to Melk's understanding, the mentor who was worse than an animal often liked to take a stroll on this secluded road at night when he was in a good mood. Now that he had picked up a great benefit, he must be very happy, so he decided to block him here!

The two of them leaned against the trees planted by the roadside, waiting quietly in a place where the lights could not reach, their eyes fixed on the intersection. About an hour later, the familiar figure slowly approached.

He was in a very happy mood, just as Melk had expected. He walked slowly, humming a song, and holding some snacks in his hands.

He walked to the place where the two men were lying in ambush, lowered his head to tidy up his clothes, but when he raised his head, he suddenly saw two figures blocking his way.

"......! Who is it!" He was so scared that he jumped back a step. Taking advantage of this gap to look carefully, he found that it was Asheng and Melk.

According to common sense, a person with a guilty conscience would feel somewhat uneasy when his creditor comes to his door, but this man was not panicked at all. He could see that the creditor had bad intentions, but he had his own trump card in his hand.

"Oh, it's Asheng and Melk. How come you know?" The man held up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. This look was beyond the two people's expectations. How come this man already knew why they came, but could still be so calm?

"If you're referring to our graduation research results, yes, we know." It was Asheng who spoke. He motioned Melk to wait. He wanted to see what this guy's confidence was.

"Oh, I see." The man crossed his arms and responded calmly, "So you're here to settle a score with me this time?"

"Of course!" Melk's words were powerful and he did not hide his anger at all.

The man remained calm, showing no trace of guilt or uneasiness. He said calmly, "I urge you to be more calm and consider this matter. I have been following this research from the very beginning. I know full well that you lack conclusive evidence. Even if you report it to the disciplinary officer, you two mere students cannot stand up to a mentor like me."

"I can delay this for a long, long time, but you two students can't afford it. With only two weeks left until graduation, you won't be able to write another thesis and won't graduate... I don't think you want to see this happen, do you?"

The man seemed to be confident. He had his own experience with this kind of situation. In his opinion, most young students - like Asheng and Melk - did not have the experience he had. If they encountered such a situation, they would probably panic. However, he held their only hope of graduation in his hands, and this was his biggest bargaining chip.

Not being able to graduate is one of the most terrifying things that can happen to a student.

"So you chose this time on purpose." A Sheng's tone was quite unfriendly, and the man smiled with some complacency when he heard it.

"Yes, so if you want to graduate now, you can only rely on me—on me submitting the list of participating researchers. Then, the results will belong to me, and you, as participants in the research, can graduate normally." The man threw out his biggest bargaining chip. Seeing Melk rubbing his hands in anticipation, he added, "By the way, if you, Melk, attack your instructor right now, you won't be able to graduate due to disciplinary issues."

"...Heh." Asheng and Melk looked at each other, and for a moment they laughed out of anger.

"So, your bargaining chip is that we won't be able to graduate if we don't follow the plan you gave us?" Ah Sheng looked at the man with a forced smile. The man sensed something was wrong in his heart and subconsciously took half a step back.

That wasn't right! Based on his past experience, how could these two young students not be afraid of not graduating? He had done some research, and found that Ah Sheng was just a lucky Sand People who had been recruited into the Order. Although Melk's family had some money, his scholarly father had no remarkable research achievements, which meant he had no background that would make him look up to him.

Although the people of the sand have entered the rainforest every year in recent years, most people in the House of Ecclesiastes still only regard it as some subtle changes brought about by the messenger of God, and do not think that they have any background - even if they do, can the tentacles of the desert reach the House of Ecclesiastes?

"Don't be impulsive! If you do that, you really won't be able to graduate!" The man emphasized his bargaining chip again, hoping to make the two of them doubt for a moment, so that he would have a chance to escape.

But Asheng and Melk didn't buy it at all. They had made the decision long before they came, and now they just needed to implement it.

"No way! Graduation! Right!" Melk pressed the man's shoulders, followed by three consecutive slaps. The slaps were so heavy that the man felt his head buzzing for a moment.

And Ah Sheng had the foresight to take off the man's glasses and throw them away before Melk made a move, to prevent the glasses from accidentally breaking and the fragments from piercing the other person's eyes when they started fighting - the two of them came here to beat people up, but they knew that if they hit too hard, it would not be worth it for this scum to have a serious criminal record.

"Fuck you!" Ah Sheng punched the man in the stomach with great force. The man vomited out all the soup he had just drunk mixed with some other things. This made Melk let go of his hand in disgust.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the man quickly spread his legs and ran away, not even having time to care about the vomit that was on his clothes on his chest.

"Fuck!" Asheng and Melk cursed and hurriedly chased after him. The man shouted for help while running, and glanced at the two people behind him who were still chasing him and even broke the limit of his speed at one point. However, his weak body was naturally no match for the two people's well-trained bodies, and the distance between the three of them was slowly shortening.

If there is another slope, the man will be able to run to the nearest main road. Then Melk and Asheng will not be able to continue chasing him. If they are witnessed, it will only be seen as the two of them intentionally hurting others, rather than fighting each other. Asheng and Melk are well aware of this, but the distance between them and the man is ultimately difficult to succeed before he runs to the main road.

"CTMD!" Melk couldn't help but curse angrily. The two were about to apply emergency brakes, but the man didn't know whether he was too panicked or stepped on something, and suddenly fell down while going downhill. The fall was not light, and he rolled down directly. It was inevitable that he would bump into things in the middle. The man rolled all the way to the main road and couldn't get up. The shrill screams were endless. A Luo and Melk secretly said that he deserved it and quickly fled the scene.

Chapter VI: Reporting and Detention

"Excuse me, we are here to surrender!"

At nightfall, two scholars-looking people arrived at the Xumi City Disciplinary Office. They shouted that they wanted to surrender, which caused a stir.

"So, you two disliked each other with an arrogant scholar, so you got into a fight, and the scholar was at a disadvantage and fled in panic, but ended up rolling down the slope. You two realized that what you did was wrong, so you turned yourself in?" In the hall, a disciplinary officer sat there taking notes with a headache. A Sheng and Melk sat opposite him and nodded when they heard what he said.

"Yes! He was the one who started the trouble first, and then he ran away. It would have been fine if he had just run away, but he ended up falling so badly that he got himself into trouble. Why did he do that?" Melk explained, but there was a hint of gloating in his tone.

"Okay... Mr. Asheng and Mr. Melk, we have recorded the case. Please wait here for a moment." As he said that, the disciplinary officer was about to leave. At this time, another disciplinary officer who looked very strong came over, took the minutes and put them on the table, and sat down at the same time.

"I'll take over this matter. You can go and rest. It's time for your shift change."

The disciplinary officer, who had originally thought that he would be forced to work overtime, suddenly smiled happily when he heard this. He seemed not to worry at all that the person who took over this job would abuse his power for personal gain or bend the law - it might be possible for others, but this person would definitely not!

This is Singh! He joined the disciplinary officers because of the partiality and abuse of power by the disciplinary officers in Kawanyi. In recent years, he has shown a strong hatred for evil and a diligent work attitude that has won the admiration of many colleagues.

"Okay! Thank you for your help, Senior Singh. I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free later!" The disciplinary officer said goodbye to Singh and walked out of the office quickly. Singh watched the other party leave, feeling quite emotional.

"Time flies by so fast. I've finally reached the age where I'm called 'senior'. Who knows how that guy Seno will tease me when he hears it." Singer seemed to be chatting casually, talking to himself, but his words sounded different to Melk and Asheng.

Sino, that's the most famous disciplinary officer, in some ways, even the best! This person in front of him seems to have a close relationship with Sino, the disciplinary officer. When did such a big shot get involved in such a small matter like theirs?

"..." The two of them looked at each other and fell silent. They no longer had the composure they had at the beginning, and their sitting postures subconsciously straightened up a lot.

"Hey, why are you so nervous? I took over just by coincidence. I won't let personal factors affect the judgment. You don't need to worry." As Singer spoke, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then Singer put a letter on the table.

"The two people who reported academic crimes under their real names, Asheng and Melk, right?"

Asheng and Melk exchanged another glance, each one perplexed. How could this letter be delivered to such a high-ranking person so quickly? When did the disciplinary officer become so efficient?

"Are you wondering when the disciplinary officers became so efficient? No wonder you didn't know. The new system only started yesterday," Singh explained slowly. "The previous reporting process was too rigid and no longer suitable for today. I raised questions and proposed improvements a few months ago."

"However, according to the improved process, non-major cases will be extended to three to five days due to current staffing issues. Major academic crimes like the one you reported will take at least a day. These few hours were just because I happened to be there, so I took over the case." Singer adjusted his sitting posture slightly and explained to the two of them. Asheng and Melk looked at each other again, both of them with surprise in their eyes.

So, is it too early for them to start this fight? At this rate, it seems they should be able to complete the process in time—but it's definitely not possible now. If they've already started, they'll most likely be criticized and disqualified from graduation.

However, the two of them recalled the suffering they had endured before, and their attitude of not caring about whether they graduated or not, and nodded secretly in their hearts.

——This fight is worth it!

As the two looked at each other, Singh also observed Ah Sheng. He spoke again: "Your father's name is Ah Luo, right?"

"......!" This sentence completely caught Ah Sheng off guard. He suddenly looked at Singh. Combining Singh's current attitude with the news he had heard from his father, Ah Sheng asked tentatively with a hint of disbelief, "Are you... the 'Brother Tiger' my father mentioned?"

"Yes, given the relationship between your father and me, you can call me uncle." Singer sighed as he saw that Asheng was now taller than A Luo.

"......?!" It was not only Asheng who was shocked, even Melk was a little bit unbelievable. He looked at Asheng and then at Singer. This was the first time he observed Singer so carefully since Singer sat here.

Singer was wearing the uniform of a disciplinary officer and looked very strong, with a resolute look in his eyes and a face that matched this resoluteness. He had a knife hanging on his waist with a special mark on it - Melk recognized this mark. He knew many adventurers and was well-informed. This was one of the rare man-made elemental weapons currently available. In addition, he even had an Eye of Vulcan hanging on his side!

"I didn't realize you have so many connections, Asheng!" Melk couldn't help but sigh, but received a look of disbelief from Asheng.

He knew that the Tiger Brother his father mentioned was developing into a disciplinary officer, and he also knew that he was currently in the forest, but because he was busy on weekdays and Singh's work was not easy, he always thought about "visiting him again when there is a chance", and as a result, it has been delayed until now.

I'm so tired, so alone

"Okay, even though Ah Sheng is my nephew, I won't have any selfish motives. Tell me what's going on." Singer pointed to the letter of accusation and the transcript on the table, motioning the two to explain. Ah Sheng now felt confident. Since his uncle, the seemingly impartial disciplinary officer, was here, what else could he not dare to say?

After the two of them discussed it, they told each other everything.

Singh maintained a calm expression. The past four years of work experience had already made him a big heart. Being both a Sand Citizen and a Disciplinary Officer gave him many new perspectives on issues. These four years were probably the four years when the edicts were changed most frequently. The many questions he raised about the edicts were undoubtedly the result of his contribution.

Singh has always believed that the fatwa is above public opinion, but it cannot be separated from public opinion. It should always remain rational, but it cannot completely lose its sensibility. This sounds contradictory at first glance, but the fatwa is precisely to constantly improve itself in these many contradictions.

After hearing the two people's stories, Singh was silent for a moment. As Asheng's uncle, he was willing to believe Asheng's words, but he was also a disciplinary officer. Before sufficient evidence appeared, he should not let his personal imagination shake the fair judgment.

At this time, a man on crutches entered the office with the support of a disciplinary officer. One of his legs seemed to be injured, and there were some abrasions on his arms and face. These abrasions were treated and bandaged well, but his face, which was swollen to varying degrees on both sides, looked very funny for a while.

Asheng and Melk saw him, and he also saw the two of them. Asheng and Melk did not give him any face and laughed out loud without any scruples.

"Great! You actually dare to come here on your own initiative!" Because of the swelling on his face, the man spoke quite strangely. Melk and Asheng laughed even more happily when they saw this.

"You two! Forget about graduating! You're disrespecting school rules and committing crimes! Just wait!"

"Silence!" With Singer's deep voice, the instructor, Asheng and Melk all shut their mouths in an instant. Melk and Asheng even sat up straight quickly, like soldiers in training.

Wherever Singer's eyes, those even sharper than those of a long-maned tiger, reached, no one dared to meet his gaze. Simply by standing there, he brought immense pressure. How could the instructor have ever witnessed such a scene? He had a guilty conscience and naturally, subconsciously, imagined the worst.

What if these two guys took the opportunity to report him? The man couldn't stop thinking about it. Even though he hadn't relaxed because he was facing two little brats before, and had done everything he could think of, there shouldn't be any handle left, but at this moment he still felt a little unsure.

It's because Singh's aura is different from any other disciplinary officer. His eyes seem to be burning with flames, emitting a light that no criminals dare to touch. This is the aura that Singh has condensed from his ruthless arrest of many criminals in four years. Any disciplinary officer knows that Singh, who is known for his "impartiality", is one of the most powerful candidates for the new disciplinary officer.

"This is not the place for you to quarrel!" Singer glanced at the two people who were sitting very upright, turned his head and stared at the tutor. The tutor did not dare to look at Singer at all, and his eyes subconsciously avoided.

He'd probably made the mistake many people make this time—overconfidence in his past experience. Given his experience, how could students like Asheng and Melk not care about graduation? How could they possibly compete with him?

But he had never expected that Melk and Asheng could not look at things with "common sense" at all, which led to his current fate. His fearlessness made him look like a clown in the eyes of the two, and his so-called "threats" and "chips" were not worth mentioning at all.

"You are Prito, the tutor of the Amirita College of the Assumption School, right? I have received a report that you are suspected of a serious academic crime, stealing the research results of other scholars and claiming them as your own. What do you think about this?" Singh asked Prito calmly in a businesslike manner, and the momentum that seemed to be able to "freeze" people was restrained by him.

Preeto took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, and insisted that this was slander. Singh did not say who reported him, and he was also smart not to mention the two people. He just pretended to be angry and announced that he would sue the person who reported him for spreading rumors.

"Whether it's a rumor or not is not your decision. I will personally investigate this matter thoroughly," Singh declared calmly. He looked at the discipline officer who was supporting Prieto, who had a rather helpless look on his face, and spoke again: "For the next 24 hours, you will be responsible for the custody of these three people. Provide them with a temporary resting place. No one can leave until the temporary detention is over."

Melk and Asheng didn't care when they heard this. They had already prepared themselves mentally to spend some time in jail. According to the decree, the detention time for fighting was usually between half a month and a month.

The exception is when someone takes the initiative to seriously injure someone else, but this person did fall down by himself, it wasn't something they did on their own initiative - although this is a bit far-fetched.

Prito became anxious upon hearing this. He protested loudly, "You are violating the rules! There is no concrete evidence pointing to me! You have no right to detain me!"

"Who said that?" Singer remained calm. "You clashed with these two men, leading to a fight. Until this matter is fully investigated, I have the right to detain the three of you for 24 hours."

Prieto immediately lost his temper. Just as Singh said, according to the decree, he did have the right to detain the three of them for 24 hours. Prieto began to recall frantically, thinking about what he had missed. After thinking it over again and again, he was sure that he had done it perfectly. He had been paying attention to this research from beginning to end. He even provided the farm where Ashen and Melk conducted their research. He had implemented his plan from the very beginning, and he was very careful.

Whatever, in 24 hours, the disciplinary officer wouldn't be able to find anything! Prito suppressed his still slightly uneasy heart and obediently followed the disciplinary officer to a small private room.

Chapter 7: Taking Advantage of the Situation

"Are the preliminary investigation results out?" Singh had just walked out of the House of Worship. He had been busy all night and now it was dawn. Next to him was the junior who helped him conduct this investigation.

"As you expected, senior, we haven't been able to find any solid evidence. We only have some minor clues, which are not enough to convict, and don't even have any 'direction'." The disciplinary officer made a quick report, admiring Singer's foresight. Singer didn't think they could find anything from the beginning, but in the spirit of not missing any small possibility, he still asked his juniors to check it out, which was also a way to exercise their abilities.

"That's okay. My intuition tells me that Prito has something to hide, but intuition can't be used as 'evidence'. Judging from his calm demeanor, I guess we won't be able to find out anything - but he missed one thing." As he spoke, Singh slowly walked towards the office, with the junior disciplinary officer following closely behind him.

"Senior, if your intuition is correct, that person is very cautious, so cautious that he did not leave us any clues - what did such a cautious person miss?" The disciplinary officer could not hide his curiosity. Singh smiled when he heard this and handed a roll of paper tucked under his arm to the disciplinary officer.

The disciplinary officer took a closer look at the paper and his eyes widened.

"Great! Great! You are worthy of being a senior!" The disciplinary officer couldn't help but marvel at it. He immediately understood what Singer was going to do. No wonder Singer was not nervous at all at the beginning. It turned out that he had already thought of a countermeasure.

This ingenious approach deeply shocked the disciplinary officer. He had never thought that this was possible before. The senior was worthy of being a senior. Such agile thinking in solving cases was something he could not match at all at the moment.

"Now, Prito has made a mistake. I'm afraid he will confess his crime and be punished soon~" The disciplinary officer's fatigue from not sleeping all night was replaced by excitement. He felt his heart surging when he thought about what might happen next.

The two of them came to the office together, quickly reported, and went straight to the temporary detention center deep inside. At this time, the three people each had a small single room and were still asleep. Singh kicked the iron gate, and the sound woke the three people up.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep! Take your share!" Singer stuffed a piece of paper and a pen into the gap at the bottom in a businesslike manner. The two men, who were still a little sleepy, rubbed their eyes drowsily and came to the door reluctantly. They looked at the paper and the pen on it with confusion, not understanding Singer's purpose, but still picked it up and took a few glances at it.

So in the next three seconds, the two men's eyes changed from confusion to surprise, and then to ecstasy, forming a sharp contrast with Pritto's suddenly drooping face in the next room.

What was this piece of paper? It was a test paper! To be more precise, it was a temporary test paper specially compiled based on the research results of Asheng and Melk!

This was a truly crucial blow. As the true discoverer of the results, leaving aside Melk, Asheng was absolutely confident of achieving a high score. But what about Pritto? While he was a biotheorist, he wasn't a specialist in animal husbandry. He rarely even touched on animal husbandry, instead focusing on plant research.

Prito had taken care of all the aspects he could think of, but he had overlooked only one point - his understanding of the relevant knowledge. This can be said to be in line with the common problem of many opportunistic scholars today. They try their best to be clever, but are never willing to work hard to study on their own.

Melk and Asheng laughed out loud again without any scruples, which brought another warning from Singer.

"Silence! Although this time is not so formal, you still have to treat it as an exam! The time limit is half an hour, and I will personally supervise the exam!" As he said that, Singer took the chair from the disciplinary officer and sat in front of the three rooms. His sharp eyes kept scanning the three people, with a private urging in their eyes.