Can Ci Pin/Imperfections(残次品)BL by Priest

Chapter 60

Jingheng Lin wasn't angry. In fact, he was awfully amused.

He still remembered that a few months ago, these kids were still like little naive puppies, full of ideas that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry at. They grew wildly on barren land; in the foreseeable future, maybe they would hurriedly bloom into a pale flower, or wither and disintegrate in a ghostly pale.

He didn't expect them to learn to use their eyes and their brains and even bunch up to stand up to him one day.

Just from this result, Headmaster Lu's unprofessional rogue school was way better than Black Orchid Academy.

"So?" Jingheng Lin intended to tease her, deliberately asking, "Didn't your teacher tell you that the reason they could live for another three months was that they had value as a bait?"

"But..." Mint tried to keep talking, but White tugged at her softly and made faces at her while shaking his head. The girl bit her lip. She hesitated, but ultimately shook off his hand, standing out from the students. She said, "No one has the power to define anybody else's value...stop pulling me back, let me finish!"

"Don't pull her back," Jingheng had his arms folded across his chest, "Some courage is necessary."

"After the OSC Gene Revolution, the Union prohibited unnecessary medical gene modification and human alteration projects. From there on, human genes haven't changed in centuries. In front of the Creator, all humans are equal." These sentences were probably a quote from a book, so it was less formal and more academic. Mint faltered constantly throughout her recitation, "No one can decide someone else's life."

Jingheng Lin nodded. "Yes, all citizens' lives and freedom are sacred and inviolable. That's very politically correct. You're as aware as Zhanlu."

Zhanlu's voice sounded from everywhere in Heavy <ech No. 3. "Thank you for your compliments."

Jingheng Lin lowered his lashes. He spread his hands, a smirk plastered on his face, "But little girl, even though sacred can't be violated, missiles can, and the same as particle cannons, a button-sized biochemical chip, and a few milligrams of deadly alkaloids can all be violated, isn't that the truth?"

Mint: "....."

"'Should', and 'will or can' are two different concepts. If everything worked from the 'should' perspective, Ares Von should've been punished due to what he did ages ago. It would never be my turn to kill him off." Jingheng Lin waved at Zhanlu, and a refrigerator on the wall popped out. A few bottles of colorful low-alcohol sodas lined up in it. "Grab whatever you would like to drink. Have fun."

The students had no other solutions. They couldn't persuade Jingheng Lin, which made them impossible to send a message out – if they wanted to contact Saturday from here, they could only use remote communication. But the remote communication core processor was Zhanlu. They couldn't get access; even if they could, Saturday's team was playing hide-and-seek with the pirates, and they could slip up and reveal their coordinates with a brief distraction. Who would dare to send a risky message to the Self-Defense Force?

Saturday's temples throbbed like they were being pricked by needles.

They just failed an attempt at striking. The original plan was to hide outside the transfer point, and once the pirates jumped, they would launch a round of remote missiles and catch them unguarded.

But knowing tactics was just knowing. Using them in battle was an entirely different thing.

The area around transfer points had strong energy surges, so no matter what was fired, quantum cannons, or missiles, they'd all deviate from their original path, more or less. But how much they deviated, and in what direction they deviated depended on the transfer point itself and the passing mech's mass. That could only be determined by experience and senses — the Self-Defense Force might've had those with poker games, but way behind when it came to firing missiles.

Just when Saturday yelled "Prepare," the overly nervous Self-Defense Force members hallucinated and accidentally slipped, releasing four or five missiles. They flew past beside the transfer point like welcoming fireworks, not even touching the edges.

This time they screwed the entire thing up. They rattled the huge python out of the bushes and revealed their coordinates.

Although this pirate team was just a scouting team, it reacted surprisingly fast. The team quickly spread out and started organizing ferocious attacks.

The pirates had experience from roughing in the extraterrestrial areas. Don't even talk about being caught up by them or taking a hit – even if the two sides' mental networks brushed against each other, the pirates had the ability to make the entire Self-Defense Force drop out of their networks instantly.