Chapter 312 - 212: Awarding Merits, Part 2

Chapter 312: Chapter 212: Awarding Merits, Part 2

Aside from the distribution ratio already confirmed by Yu Fei, Jiang Nianwei was to distribute 2.5 million merit points among the remaining 41 people. This was a right she had earned.

While everyone was usually willing to follow Jiang Nianwei’s lead on minor issues, it was anyone’s guess how many harbored their own agendas. By granting her the authority to distribute a portion of the merit points, Yu Fei was helping her establish real authority.

What can you do? This Yulin Army commander was just too useful.

As for Qin Hao and the other three, they were simply lucky to have stuck with him until the end of the exercise; anyone else in their place would have done the same. But luck is a form of strength, and Yu Fei acknowledged their contribution.

’Jiang Nianwei usually handles many of the class’s miscellaneous affairs. After I split off from the group, she was the one who essentially took over command. Although her impact on the main battlefield was limited, that wasn’t her fault. Given Feng Hua’s strength, anyone from our year—aside from me—would have met the same fate.’

The second largest chunk of merit points came from Yu Fei’s kill count. The final tally showed he had scored 83 kills, totaling 4.15 million merit points.

He had promised before the battle that if they defeated the rival class, he would put up half of his merit points to be split evenly. He calculated that this would average out to about 45,000 per person. After a moment’s thought, he rounded it up to an even 50,000.

Yu Fei could also see that during the ambush on the Salted Fish Team, a few lucky individuals had managed to snag some kills. In theory, he could have manipulated these merit points as well, pulling out 70% for redistribution.

In standard group operations, Yu Fei, as the commander, had the right to redistribute a portion of individual earnings to other support personnel.

This time, however, Yu Fei didn’t touch them. Whoever got the kills was simply lucky.

Once he was done, he bundled all the data and sent it to Jiang Nianwei to handle the remaining procedures.

According to procedure, once Jiang Nianwei confirmed the document, it would be sent back to the referee team for a final review. Upon approval, the corresponding merit points would be deposited into each person’s individual account.

At the same time, a record of the merit point distribution decisions made by Yu Fei and Jiang Nianwei would be sent to everyone.

The process was transparent and fair. If anyone disagreed, Yu Fei would have to find a way to handle the dissent himself. This, too, was a test for him.

In reality, the referee team had already recommended distribution weights. As long as Yu Fei didn’t exceed those ratios, it signified the approval of the school’s upper management. Besides, his contribution to the exercise was plain for all to see. If anyone still dared to whine and complain, they couldn’t blame him for taking measures.

’He considered himself to have been more than generous.’

"Great Master, your luxurious and invincible Bobo-Dragon Seafood Feast is ready. Would you care to dine now?"

Yu Fei nodded and took off his virtua-goggles.

He called out to Xiaohai, "To the Imperial Kitchen!"

Jiang Nianwei had just stepped out of the bath. Wrapped in a simple bath towel, she was staring blankly into space.

They had been eliminated early, and their injuries had healed after they left the battlefield.

The methods of His Majesty the Azure Emperor were extraordinary. The wave of green light that had gravely wounded them left behind a residual power, which automatically healed their injuries after they were carried away by the Flying Device.

From the military base, they could view the entire battlefield and also watch replays.

Yu Fei... His strength was enough to make one tremble, to even feel despair.

A duel in an arena doesn’t fully capture a Martial Artist’s true strength. It’s more of a contest of direct combat abilities within a constrained environment.

Before this exercise, the general consensus was that Yu Fei would surely become the strongest in their year after entering the Inner Qi Realm. But after the exercise, that strength had taken on a terrifyingly concrete form.

The combination of his stealth and sniping abilities made him a ghost on the battlefield. Disregarding all other factors, he could have defeated every single freshman with just his rifle.

On the second day of the exercise, Yu Fei single-handedly withstood an assault from Zhang Hu’s group of nearly one hundred, which included more than a dozen fifth-realm practitioners.

Calm, decisive, and possessing a powerful physique, perfect sword techniques, and impeccable combat awareness—when all these qualities converged in one person, he became invincible.

Yu Fei was like a cold, calculating machine of war. He never made a mistake; every attack and every defense was executed with flawless precision.

Especially when he was dodging the energized rounds; he made no wasted movements. From the spectator view, Jiang Nianwei and the others could see countless bullets practically grazing his body. No one else would have dared to cut it that close, but Yu Fei seemed utterly convinced the bullets couldn’t touch him.

Just watching him was enough to make one’s skin crawl.

Zhang Xunyi, who had always been defiant toward Yu Fei, was unusually silent as he watched. So was Feng Hua, who had also been eliminated.

The terrifying battlefield dominance Yu Fei displayed crushed any thoughts the other freshmen had of ever catching up to him.

"Master, you have a new message!"

A tiny kingfisher zipped in front of her—apparently the avatar Jiang Nianwei had chosen for her smart butler.

Unlike Yu Fei, who ignored his unread messages, she checked every notification promptly.

The moment she put on her virtua-goggles, she saw the details of the "Desperate Fortress Merit Point Distribution Confirmation."

Seeing that Yu Fei had allocated 20% to her, she felt a pang of shame. Throughout the entire exercise, her contribution had been negligible.

Without Yu Fei, none of these merit points would even exist.

’Sigh... Yu Fei is too soft-hearted.’

He took 80% for himself, but Jiang Nianwei felt even that was too little.

After a moment’s thought, she changed her clothes and placed a call to Yu Fei.

The video connected, and she saw Yu Fei gorging himself on a giant, shrimp-like creature nearly a meter long.

"What’s up?"

"You’ve given me too much. My contribution wasn’t worth—"

He cut her off before she could finish.

"I’m the class president. What I say goes. That’s final!"

The screen vanished. Jiang Nianwei picked up a large stuffed dog, hugged it tight, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Feifei..."

"Yes, Master?"

"I want some of that giant shrimp, the kind Yu Fei was just eating. Can we get some?"

"Leave it to me!" With that, the tiny kingfisher zipped away.

After spacing out for a moment, Jiang Nianwei distributed the remaining merit points evenly among everyone else. Although she had appointed several team leaders, they hadn’t made any significant contributions during the exercise to warrant a larger share.

The entire Yulin Army was riding on Yu Fei’s coattails. That being the case, there was no point in differentiating who rode them more than others. As for the 20% share Yu Fei had assigned her—equivalent to 4% of the 20 million total, a whopping 800,000 merit points—she could only accept it with a guilty conscience.

Once Jiang Nianwei finished her confirmation, the document was immediately submitted to the referee team for review.

A few minutes later, 850,000 merit points suddenly appeared in Jiang Nianwei’s account. At the same time, the rest of the Yulin Army received their merit point windfalls.

Along with the merit points came the distribution confirmation sheet from Yu Fei and Jiang Nianwei, which clearly showed who had approved each allocation.

Instantly, both the Yulin Army’s class chat and the main freshman communication channel exploded with activity.

For everyone, this was the largest sum of "cash" they had ever received.

After all, the S-rank scholarship was only 100,000 merit points per semester, the A-rank dropped to 50,000, and the B-rank was even lower at just 50,000 for the entire year.

[Wuu Qifeng: Mr. Yu is a fucking god! I got 112,000 merit points! The bonus from his kills alone was a full 50,000! My entire yearly scholarship is only 50,000!]

[Li Pengfei: 162,000...]

[Xiang Kun: @Li Pengfei, how’d you get so lucky? An extra 50k!]

[Liu Ze: That bastard stole a kill! Make him cough it up! Send red packets!!]

[Qin Hao: Casually floating by with 250k. Stick with the boss, and the merit points will follow. Hehe~ /s]

[Wuo Lingxue: I’m so jealous...]

[Liu Ze: I’m hard!!!]

[Xu Lang: @Liu Ze, you big oaf, what do you think you’re doing?! Unhand Wuo Lingxue!]

[Liu Ze: #$@%&!]

[Qin Hao, Yu Fei’s #1 Lackey: Lord of the Yulin Army, your divine might is supreme!]

[Liu Ze, Yu Fei’s #2 Lackey: To the guy above me, you son of a bitch! Sucking up in secret, you’ve got no shame!]

[Yu Fei’s...]

PS: Jiang Nianwei, Yu Fei’s Head Lackey, has changed the group name to [Yu Fei’s Lackeys].

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PS: Yu Fei has changed the group name to [Yulin Army].

[Yu Fei: Knock it off!]

PS: Yu Fei has modified admin permissions and appointed Jiang Nianwei as [Yulin Army Commandant].

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[The Lord Marshal is divinely invincible! Long live the Commandant!] (Maintain formation!)

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