Chapter 31 Target Selection
Meanwhile, the boy hiding in the corner on the second floor let out a long breath of relief.
"Never act this recklessly again. Your own safety must always come first!"
'This time, Zhang Lexuan stayed rational, and with the home-field advantage, she didn't act rashly.'
'Otherwise… I'd have been skinned alive!'
Fortunately, the outcome was quite good.
Looking down at the quiet scene below, Ning Huan felt a surge of satisfaction, secretly pleased with his luck.
In truth, from the moment he deliberately joked and stirred up Zhang Lexuan's sense of guilt…
She had already stepped halfway into his trap.
Refusing to join Shrek Academy.
Listing three impossible conditions.
Then having her help rearrange the bookshelves.
All of it was designed to subtly influence her thoughts through repeated interaction.
As for the strange emotional instability Zhang Lexuan showed during their conversation…
That was purely accidental.
An unexpected bonus.
After all, Ning Huan's understanding of her mostly came from fragmented written records.
Most details were simply his own speculation based on knowledge from his past life.
The accuracy… was questionable at best.
But overall, this "accident" worked in his favor.
It not only sped up the process—
It also reduced the risk of him being exposed while subtly sowing discord between Shrek and themselves.
Otherwise, given Zhang Lexuan's intelligence…
He couldn't guarantee she wouldn't eventually notice inconsistencies in their conversation.
After all, "humility" and "reason" were never absolute truths.
If she hadn't lost her composure momentarily…
She might have seen through everything immediately.
Still…
"Sigh… once she calms down, she'll probably realize she was played."
"Forget it. The future can wait. Right now, building the academy and choosing targets are more important."
Suppressing his lingering unease, Ning Huan turned his attention to the notebook in front of him, now densely filled with writing.
A sense of pride rose within him.
Without a doubt, these were management concepts from his previous life—
Summarized through countless nights of overtime, combined with his personal experience.
For a world where civilization had stagnated for so long…
These ideas were almost absurd.
Ideas no one would normally adopt.
But the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was different.
Ning Hao was different.
A sect with ten-thousand-year ambitions.
A foundation without immediate worries.
And a leader whose suppressed ambitions had finally found an outlet.
Together… they could unleash something unprecedented.
With that thought, Ning Huan closed the notebook and carefully stored it inside his personal storage soul tool.
"That's enough for now. The rest isn't suitable for current productivity—writing more would only complicate things."
His voice faded as he pulled out a fresh sheet of paper.
The pen moved swiftly, writing more than a dozen names—
Before suddenly stopping.
"…Too many."
"Even if Canglan can revive through the mark on the [Spirit Empowerment Platform], it's not something to waste casually."
After a moment of hesitation, he crossed out most of the names.
In the end, only three remained:
Huo Yuhao
Yan Shaozhe
And after careful consideration—
[Dai Huabin]
"Huo Yuhao is the protagonist. His luck only grows stronger after leaving the White Tiger Duke's mansion."
"Aside from Tang San's interference, his path is almost unstoppable."
"Whether Canglan's ability even works on someone like him is uncertain… and even if it does, the payoff is too far in the future."
After thinking it through, Ning Huan decisively crossed out "Huo Yuhao."
High risk. Long cycle. Unstable returns.
Not suitable—for now.
Next, he eliminated "Yan Shaozhe" without hesitation.
"The old fox is too cunning… and too strong."
"There's no realistic way to approach him safely."
Which left only one name.
"Dai Huabin…"
A glint of realization flashed in his eyes.
This seemingly insignificant character—
Might actually be the best choice.
Decent strength among peers.
Impulsive, easily angered, and not particularly bright.
The kind of person who could be manipulated with just a few words.
Most importantly—
A natural rival to Huo Yuhao.
With all these factors combined…
Wasn't he the perfect chess piece?
With renewed focus, Ning Huan took another sheet of paper and wrote a single word at the top:
[Luck]
"The convergence of fortune isn't instant. Otherwise, Huo Yuhao's fate wouldn't be so hard to interfere with—even for Tang San."
"So this will inevitably be a long-term plan…"
"The key lies in those 'destined nodes.'"
Soon, terms and notes filled the page.
Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm — difficult to obtain, unstable value. Pending.
Electrolux — similar, but lower difficulty. The [Spirit Empowerment Platform] might revive him. Confirmed.
Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, Soul Bone, God-Sealing Platform…
"Before the story begins, prioritize developing Jinbao. Try to obtain him at no cost."
Time passed quickly.
When he reached the section labeled "New Student Assessment," he paused.
"If Dai Huabin defeats Huo Yuhao… could that delay the rise of his fortune?"
"With Canglan's support, the success rate isn't low…"
"And a rising genius loyal to Shrek could also draw attention away from me…"
"Hmm. Worth trying."
With a decisive stroke, he wrote:
[Confirmed for Implementation]
And just like that—
Two boys living under the same roof were unknowingly dragged into his scheme.
Meanwhile, the mastermind simply stretched lazily.
After burning the paper to ashes, he glanced out the window.
"It's already dawn… time really flies when you're busy."
Standing up, he walked downstairs.
The seeds he had planted—
Watered by history, transplanted into uncertain soil—
Would they struggle to grow…
Or bloom into something extraordinary?
He was genuinely curious.
…
At the same time—
"The moon… the Sun Moon Empire… inherited martial soul… how can this be…"
Zhang Lexuan stared at the ancient book, her pupils trembling violently.
"If the 'Moon' is the inherited martial soul of the Sun Moon royal family…"
"Then… who am I?"
The once confident and radiant prodigy—
Now stood at the edge of doubt, unable to find her way back.
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