First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 243: It’s Not Just Lu Ding Who’s Showing Off—Wuzang Shengshe Is Too

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Yan Feifan naturally stepped forward to take the box from Wen Yuquan’s hands: “Thanks, Brother Quan.”

“With our relationship, you’re saying that?”

Yan Feifan held the box steady, turned around, and shouted to the Wuzang Shengshe members: “Grab your keys, switch cars, change clothes.”

One by one, the members stepped up,

Suppressing their excitement, they took their keys and headed to the warehouse.

Though they were technically external members, before this they had no uniforms—only ID badges.

Now they were about to put on the 749 uniform.

Each one of them was buzzing with excitement.

Back when they didn’t have these things, they’d say, “Whatever, it’s just a badge and a piece of clothing. It’s not like we don’t have clothes.”

But now that they had them—

The moment they stepped out:

“749 on duty, bystanders clear out.”

Whoever yells that? Instant legend.

Didn’t matter who you were—get out of the way.

Before, they were the ones moving aside. Now, they were the ones making others move.

It felt too damn good!

Lu Ding showed off—now they were showing off too.

The foundation of showing off is enjoying it yourself. But the highest level?

Is making sure everyone enjoys it.

Matching uniforms, matching shoulder patches, a fleet of all-black off-road vehicles with rugged lines.

Didn’t give a damn about aerodynamics or design rules—just raw cool, pure power.

Miracles powered by brute force.

One stomp on the gas.

VROOOOM!!!

In the dim underground garage, headlights flicked on one by one.

Lu Ding suddenly understood why these cars were phased out.

Black vehicles with white plates, brutal styling—using these as standard-issue made them way too conspicuous, not ideal for 749’s covert ops.

But hey, now they were his.

A quick glance at the time—

It was about right.

Lu Ding didn’t waste a second. After telling Li Xuanlong he’d catch up later that evening,

He headed right back out.

If you’re going to show off—do it in one go.

Strike while the iron’s hot.

No time to waste.

In the car.

Yan Feifan held up his phone: “Lu Bro, I already notified the Education Department. They’ll get there first and arrange for us to enter smoothly.”

“But I didn’t notify the school itself.”

Hearing that, Lu Ding once again felt impressed.

Still works best having Yan Feifan around.

Notifying the Education Department ahead of time avoided any scenes of getting blocked by security at the school gates.

After all, Yunhai University is one of the top-ranked universities in the country.

Rolling in with that many cars—there’s no way they’d get in without some procedure.

But now? The school didn’t know, but the Education Department did. When they showed up—it’d be a straight shot inside.

The convoy arrived at Yunhai University’s front gate.

Drove right in.

Everyone watching was dumbfounded.

By the time the whole convoy had entered,

The university president came running.

Looking at the line of education leaders, he stepped up, asking, “What’s going on? What happened?”

“Who’s here? What are they here for? We didn’t do anything, right?”

“Why are there so many white plates?”

So many questions—he was seriously spooked.

One or two cars showing up with no notice, no greeting, no report, no escort—heading straight to the field, that’s one thing.

That might be a Four-No-Two-Direct visit.

But he knew his conscience was clear, had nothing to fear!

But this? A whole fleet of white plates, full uniforms, plus top Education Bureau leaders arriving first—

What the hell is going on!!?

What’s about to drop!!?

Even if he was fine, this was enough to scare him sick.

He asked around, but no one would say anything.

Panicked, he pulled out his phone and started calling up the chain—district? Nope. City? Nope. Province? Still nope.

Even though he got no answer,

The truth was already obvious.

This was the very top.

What the hell happened at Yunhai University?

If nothing had happened, why would the highest authorities show up?

This is bad!!

Wiping sweat, the president jogged along behind them.

At the same time, he messaged the other department heads to get out there with notebooks in hand—

Ready to take suggestions and feedback, so they could start rectifying any issues immediately.

The convoy rolled up to the teaching building.

Lu Ding scrolled through his class group chat—hadn’t exited yet—found the schedule.

Right now was Current Affairs class.

His counselor happened to be there.

The students were all present.

Lu Ding got out, straightened his clothes, and Bai Hemen carried the documents.

They stepped forward, only to see a wave of figures ascending in unison.

The Wuzang Shengshe members following behind posted up at every stairwell landing, two per step in a clean formation.

Lu Ding climbed the stairs step by step.

The school officials behind them saw this scene.

Their hearts trembled again.

That aura—they weren’t ordinary people.

But they couldn’t tell exactly what they were.

So they just assumed—some kind of elite military unit.

The university president came riding a little electric scooter, gritting his teeth as he followed.

Fifth floor, large lecture hall.

Packed full of students at a glance.

You Jianyu was at the podium, passionately delivering his lecture.

Few empty seats in the crowd.

His eyes lingered on one.

Somehow, he thought of Lu Ding.

If he were here, he’d probably be sitting in that seat.

And right beside it sat a few of Lu Ding’s old dormmates.

Noticing the counselor’s gaze,

They whispered to each other.

“Still don’t know where Lu Ding went. No reply, no messages.”

“Hope nothing happened to him.”

“Can you shut your jinx mouth already?”

“Sounds like you miss your adoptive dad.”

“You don’t? Back when he was around, sometimes we’d be locked out late—who didn’t crash at his place?”

“How about in a few days, we go look for him at home?”

“No need. I was here helping the counselor with enrollment paperwork—heard him say, hahaha, Lu Ding, hahaha, Lu Ding’s got a government gig now.”

Someone nearby chimed in.

Didn’t say much—but that laugh? Incredibly annoying.

Lu Ding’s dormmates looked over.

One with a short fuse immediately snapped back: “Did anyone ask you? People are talking and pigs jump in. Now that Lu Ding’s gone, you’re all smug as class rep. Guess it’s all you from now on, huh?”

“What the hell are you yapping for?”

They were only about a year out of high school.

College classes were light, and with a bit of student council power, some thought they were already dealing with real-world problems.

This rep used to be the class secretary who nominated the active members.

The guy talking back was the class monitor.

Lu Ding had always been smooth and easygoing. The monitor, on the other hand, acted all by-the-book, nitpicking everything—super annoying.

So a lot of people didn’t like him,

And often compared him to Lu Ding.

Over time, even though the monitor had no real beef with Lu Ding,

He just didn’t like him.

“You…”

As the lecture went on and whispers continued below,

A knock suddenly echoed at the door.

You Jianyu teased the class: “Maybe it’s some higher-up.”

The door opened.

His smile froze.

A familiar face appeared in the doorway—shoulder patches gleaming.

Behind him were rows of people in matching uniforms, all with serious faces—definitely not the kind you mess with.