First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!
Chapter 245: Lu Ding's Not in Bao Fan District, Let’s Rob His House

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Lu Ding led his people and left first.

Once the main gate closed,

the previously dead-silent classroom atmosphere was gone for good.

You Jianyu listened to the noise coming from below.

For once, this was a class he didn’t stop students from chatting and gossiping.

Because what they were talking about—

was Lu Ding!

That name made him proud!

With so many students, it was impossible to treat everyone the same. After all, not every student would reach out and talk to him.

But at least, he could say he had a clear conscience.

Especially with Lu Ding—he truly saw him like a younger brother.

When Lu Ding first said he wouldn’t be continuing his studies, You Jianyu immediately thought it was due to family hardship.

Without hesitation, he planned to lend him money to keep him going.

Now that Lu Ding was doing well, he himself was also about to get better.

There was a vague sense of disorientation in his heart.

But then,

just two words came to mind—

Worth it!

Lu Ding deserved every bit of his current success.

His excellence was there for all to see!

Soon, class ended.

You Jianyu and Lu Ding’s roommates walked out of the classroom under the envious stares of their peers.

In that moment,

many people were thinking—if only it were me.

They didn’t dare imagine taking Lu Ding’s place.

Because to be specially recruited by National Security, you had to be truly exceptional.

But to take a roommate’s place and go have a meal with him? That, they could imagine.

Too bad it wasn’t them.

The place wasn’t even far.

They just picked a private room at a restaurant outside the campus.

Had a meal.

With a little alcohol on the side.

During the meal, You Jianyu raised his glass and looked at Lu Ding: “I won’t say much—talking in front of you is just showing off my limited skills. Everything I feel is in this drink. I’ll just say two words.”

“Thank you!”

Then downed a full glass of baijiu in one go.

Lu Ding returned the toast.

The principal watched the exchange, his eyes darting between You Jianyu and Lu Ding, lost in thought.

They finished the meal quickly.

Chatted about a lot.

Felt almost like a farewell.

When Lu Ding left at the end, the most hot-headed roommate had red-rimmed eyes: “Lu Ding, from now on, I’m gonna brag about you every time I drink.”

“Make sure you say I looked good doing it.”

The guy laughed: “You? Gotta be the best looking—so good that even freshly showered me has to take a backseat.”

Not speaking for everyone,

but most guys, when they look in the mirror after a shower, think they’re at their best.

So if someone says you’re better-looking than their post-shower self, that’s real recognition.

Finally, Lu Ding shook hands with the principal and said, “I’m off.”

As the car drove away, the smile never left the principal’s face.

Years later, he’d forget many things about Lu Ding, and about himself.

When others asked who left the deepest impression on him,

he would say: “He was a nineteen-year-old boy—full of life when we first met, majestic and high-spirited when we met again, full of vigor without being sharp or hurtful.”

“I’ve forgotten his face, can’t recall his name.”

“But I remember his hand—soft but strong. In that handshake goodbye, I felt like I saw a rising star, or perhaps the morning sun, slowly rising.”

Snapping out of it,

the old principal looked at You Jianyu: “Xiao You, you’ve worked hard lately. Go back and submit your file. I’ve got a more suitable opportunity in mind for you—one we can implement.”

“Thank you, Principal.”

“No need to thank me. You’ve earned it. But you’ve got one last task—and this one can’t be done by anyone else, only you.”

You Jianyu asked curiously, “What is it?”

The principal, hands behind his back: “Change our university’s No.1 Distinguished Alumnus to Lu Ding. No profile needed, just the name. And never change it again. It stays there forever.”

Those who should know, will know. Those who shouldn’t, don’t need to.

All they needed to know was one thing—Lu Ding came from Yunhai University.

At this age, already serving the country.

The old principal felt proud!!

You Jianyu nodded firmly. He already imagined that, as time passed in Yunhai University, maybe decades from now—

there would be a campus legend about a mysterious top alumnus.

No photo, no bio, nothing—just a name.

But right now, he was the only center of attention in all of Yunhai University.

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In the car.

Yan Feifan looked at Lu Ding, who was enjoying the breeze.

He asked, “Brother Lu, how are you feeling?”

Lu Ding glanced back and said, “Like my whole body’s been cleansed.”

Yan Feifan leaned back: “I thought there’d be some kind of major event at the university, and you’d have to step up last minute and save the day.”

“Y’know, like in novels.”

Lu Ding looked at him: “Wouldn’t that be way too cliché?”

“Hahahahah, true that.”

Yunhai University was way too important for any weird large-scale incident to just randomly happen.

Forget large-scale events—

even a whiff of trouble, a hint of movement, and Yunhai 749 people would be all over it, flattening anything suspicious.

Students, pregnant women, the elderly, children—these were top priority.

Though everything seemed calm on the surface,

beneath that calm water ran hidden currents.

At Yunhai’s Broken Bridge Pier,

a group had just disembarked, stepping onto Yunhai soil. The man in front took a deep breath.

Then frowned and said, “The air in the Great Han doesn’t compare to Hetu. And Yunhai’s air is even worse than Xingbang’s.”

One of the men who followed him off the boat chimed in, “You’re absolutely right.”

“Hetu has great people and land. Xingbang has beautiful mountains and waters. Yunhai and Great Han are just polluted cities ruined by modern tech.”

“The air’s full of exhaust fumes. Of course it’s not as clean as Xingbang. You really do have a sharp eye.”

If Tang Bao were here, he’d recognize the speaker—

the Zhenla man who’d helped arrange that ritual on the cruise ship.

After the vampire mess blew up, this guy had the sense to run early, which is why he avoided getting caught.

As for why he was back now—

it was because yesterday, after Hetu’s so-called prodigies went home, they were all down and out, in a daze.

Xingbang’s general was furious.

His youngest son—none other than Du Yongchun, the one who just said Yunhai’s air wasn’t as good as “back in the village”—

was so pissed he smashed up a whole room.

Because he liked Dou Zhanling, one of the Xingbang Twin Stars.

Though her injuries from yesterday weren’t fatal, she was basically crippled.

Took a huge mental hit.

The supposedly unbeatable Hetu geniuses couldn’t even lift their hands in front of Great Han students.

Probably wouldn’t ever break free from the mental walls they built around themselves.

Seeing the person he liked turn out like that—how could Du Yongchun not be furious?

And it just so happened, yesterday his father went out to meet regional authorities to talk strategy for this year’s Monster Room showdown against Great Han.

Du Yongchun found that Zhenla man who used to run around Yunhai and asked about Lu Ding.

When the Zhenla man heard—“Who? You said who? Lu Ding!”

The second he heard that name, the guy spilled everything like beans from a bamboo tube—told him all about Lu Ding.

Not much to say.

No parents, no relatives.

Patrol investigator in Bao Fan District.

Formal investigator of Yunhai 749.

No weaknesses at all.

Only a few friends—the closest being another Bao Fan District patrol investigator, Yan Feifan.

The two chatted endlessly. One angry his crush got ruined by Lu Ding, the other furious his business got wrecked.

So they hatched a plan, slapped hands in agreement.

“Lu Ding’s away for training now, right? Nobody in Bao Fan. Let’s go rob his house and mess with Yan Feifan—hit and run, teach them a lesson.”

“By the time he reacts, we’ll be back in Hetu.”

“He couldn’t possibly be back from Hetu’s Rolling Dragon Wall the day after being there, right? That’s thousands of kilometers away.”

Du Yongchun was the type who couldn’t see the bigger picture.

Spoiled kid, basically. Smart only when it came to manipulating his dad.

So the two of them plotted, planned—one would bring people, the other would guide the way.

They wouldn’t beat Yan Feifan to death—too risky if things blew up.

Just half-dead.

Even if things leaked afterward, they could handle the consequences.

Worst case, pay some money. They had plenty.

Break some bones, snap some limbs—go as savage as they wanted.

Thinking this, they locked eyes.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha.......”