Feng Yi no longer harbored any thoughts of joining the student council. The vast majority of freshman didn't expect him to flatly refuse Zi Mou's appreciation. Even Zi Mou herself couldn't help being somewhat surprised? This surprise was very sudden, even if someone was going to refuse, they usually would consider their words carefully and reject in a tactful manner.

At Wind Thunder Military Academy, there are few who would decline her invitation. To do so would be closing an infinitely bright gateway to one's future. Particularly among males. Zi Mou's unique personal charm, akin to a blooming lily with its intoxicating fragrance, her beauty is drool-worthy, her distance unattainable. Her invitation could not be rejected - no, it would be more accurate to say people are unwilling to refuse.

Quite a few male students who joined the student council simply desired to get closer to her, to take in more sights of this exotic flower. She's the dazzling princess of Alpha. How many male students would miss such an opportunity?

Could the remark 'forget it' from the other party be due to the heat of the moment due to juvenile syndrome? There are school rules and naturally, there are also student council rules. It was nothing but posturing. Zi Mou was willing to give this rash student a chance to reorganize his words. Her eyes were bright and she spoke in a assertive tone: "You should consider it carefully."

Feng Yi never repeated his words twice. As for Zi Mou's query, he shrugged indifferently. Silence was the best response. The student council members had an inflated view of themselves.

As people watched his receding figure, their gazes were filled with astonishment. Somehow, they felt extraordinarily satisfying. This guy does have character. He dares to flout anyone's authority.

Zi Mou didn't thoughts much about it either. More or less wouldn't make much different in the student council. She just wanted to discover more values in the freshmen.

Although the disciplinary committee might be a bit of a hassle, it is always better than feeling unpleasant. Since the student council was not suitable for Feng Yi, he naturally would set his target on the disciplinary committee. After a round of bumping, he finally arrived at the disciplinary committee. The sparse pedestrians in the academic building passage highlighted how few people regularly came here.

The one who welcomed Feng Yi was Rebecca. Rebecca was known as the ice queen, her skin was a sickly pale, similar to snow. She had no blemishes on her delicate features. Through the window, her golden waist-length hair danced in the cool breeze...

When the chairman was absent, all matters, big and small, would be overseen by Rebecca, the vice chairman of the disciplinary committee. She would carry out a strict and detailed review for every new student who reported.

Apart from Rebecca, there were around a dozen disciplinary officers inside the room. The group of people emitted a peculiar aura which repelled others.

Among them, the male students were all extraordinary. Some had stern and cold handsome looks, while others had a playful expression.

As for the peach blossom-looking female students, each one of them could be considered the school's beauty. Their every move exuded the divine-like expression that high-ranking individuals should have. The sharp-eyed one seemed like a blade that could deter anyone, while the soft-eyed appeared like a healing goddess. The concealed smiles and the endless tenderness in their eyes were daunting, it was as if all feelings were exposed under their mesmerizing gazes.

He was almost crushed by the oppressing aura of the disciplinary officers. Fortunately, he was a veteran who had been through life and death battles. He had experienced numerous storms and wouldn't be frightened at the scene.

Feng Yi's scarlet eyes flickered with a deep hue. When his modest and respectful eyes met everyone's, the disciplinary officers were surprised. They could calmly meet everyone's gaze. This was not a simple matter. Or could it be said, was he bravely holding his ground?

"What are you here for?"

"Registration."

"Hmm."

Rebecca nodded her head. She then started to scrutinize Feng Yi... it was a gaze like evaluating an animal. His skin, movement, or even his expression, none of it escaped Rebecca's sharp gaze. Rebecca wanted to see something different in him. The basic requirement of the disciplinary committee was to be able to fight. If one can't fight, then what's the point of being in the disciplinary committee?

Regrettably, Feng Yi's resolute and handsome appearance didn't add any points to him. Rebecca couldn't see anything related to fighting in Feng Yi. Just based on physical resilience, he was unqualified.

"Your name."

"Feng Yi."

"Background."

"None."

Upon hearing this, Rebecca's pen recording the information stopped momentarily. She continued asking, "Special skills."

"Fighting."

"Oh, fighting? Which area are you referring to?"

Feng Yi pondered for a few seconds. He said, "A bit of everything, should be classified as an all-rounder."

Hearing this, Rebecca finally stopped writing.

A student without any background would thus find it hard to enter the disciplinary committee no matter how special his growth environment is. Everyone knows that the disciplinary committee is equivalent to the internal security department of the school. The strength of the members within are all jacks of all trades. Only those students who have practiced since they were young could reach this height, materialistic requirements are particularly important—now, a greenhorn freshman with no background dares to declare that he's a versatile fighter at the disciplinary committee?

What does a versatile fighter mean? Just mentioning fighting skills alone encompasses a wide range of fields. Including hand-to-hand combat, weaponry, disappearance and stealth, camouflage and concealment, dynamic sniping, mecha control, modern equipment use, and many other military skills, not including survival in the wild, electronic equipment use, computer hacking, and many other skills.

These battle knowledge could not be mastered fully by just wanting to. Even Zi Mou, the chairman, wouldn't dare to boast about it. And him, he dares to come here and brag?

The disciplinary committee, this stern social club within the school, wouldn't tolerate disturbing behaviors. A scornful look flashed across Rebecca's face. Coldly, she said, "Newbie, do you know where you are? For every word you said, you need to take responsibility." She emphasized particularly on the word 'newbie'.

"Are you doubting me?"

"No." Rebecca lightly shook her head and said, "I completely do not believe in your words. Those who dare to challenge the disciplinary committee's authority, the light consequence is to be locked in solitary confinement for a day. The heaviest consequence is to drop out of school."

"What does that mean?"

"Since you're a newbie, take time to reflect in the solitary confinement room." At this point, Rebecca no longer indulged in idle chatter. She didn't want to see Feng Yi again. While organizing the files in her hands, she offhandedly said, "I'll only say this once. Will you cooperate willingly or will we have to invite you over?"

"Oh?" Watching the beautiful disciplinary officer getting up and heading towards his direction, Feng Yi didn't budge an inch. "I'll also say this once, I came here to register, not to cause trouble."

"Hehe, the little handsome guy has some character huh." A sweet voice laughed and a beautiful woman walked straight towards Feng Yi. Her action of licking her cherry lips looked very alluring. She had sturdy steps with agile movement and steady breathing. One could tell she was an expert from her demeanor.

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