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"Moon Goddess, you can go out now. It's not easy to meet an old acquaintance, so I want to chat with him for a bit. By the way, please close the door properly," Rek said with a smile to Moon Goddess.
Moon Goddess glanced at Orland, who was lying on the bed and glaring at Rek. She knew Rek was audacious and capable of anything.
"It would be troublesome if someone dies in the infirmary. We need to save those who are seriously injured," Moon Goddess said before turning to leave, closing the door with a thud.
Rek grinned wickedly and walked slowly toward Orland, who was lying on the hospital bed.
Orland had heard what Moon Goddess said before leaving and began to feel a sense of fear. He recalled that his three previous students had been crippled by Rek in the infirmary, causing him to involuntarily lean back.
Rek approached Orland's bedside and quickly grabbed the emergency call bell next to him.
Rek toyed with the bell in his hand while Orland forced himself to appear calm, his voice trembling as he said, "What do you want, Rek? Give me back my call bell.
My identity is that of a Special Class teacher, unlike those three students you harmed in the infirmary. If you hurt me, Super Soldier Academy will impose severe punishment on you.
You could be executed or exiled to Dark Space to fend for yourself."
Hearing Orland's words and looking at him now wrapped in bandages, Rek found it amusing. Orland no longer had the charm he possessed during the Opening Ceremony when he wore the Special Class Teacher Uniform and showed off his muscles, looking like a ruggedly handsome uncle that many girls found attractive.
Now, however, lying on the bed covered in bandages, Orland's tense expression did not reveal any trace of his former handsomeness.
"Teacher, I'm quite timid and easily frightened. When threatened, I feel an urge to retaliate.
You can leave that call bell by my bedside; your hand is injured, so it wouldn't be easy for you to press it," Rek said as he tossed Orland's call bell back onto his own bed.
With a loud smack, Rek raised his right hand and struck Orland's head hard.
Orland was taken by surprise that Rek dared to hit him and didn't react in time to defend himself.
"Ouch!" Orland exclaimed as his right cheek swelled up from the blow.
"You dare to hit me? Very well, you won't live much longer. You're dead for sure. The Super Soldier Academy will punish you. You, a student, have the audacity to beat up a teacher who is injured and receiving treatment. You—" Orland's words were cut short.
Rek raised his left hand, and with another "smack!"
Orland's left cheek was swollen this time as well, a tooth knocked out by Rek. Orland's head was spinning, blood spilling from his mouth.
"Ah! There are bugs in this room! Teacher Orland, a bug just landed on your face. Since you're all bandaged up and can't move well, let me, as your student, help you swat it away.
No need to thank me; I'm also injured right now. Although I just had surgery, I can still help drive away the mosquitoes for you," Rek said with a cheerful smile at Orland.
"If you lay another hand on me, I'll call for help! Rek, just wait until I can use Genetic Mech. You're a man; then we can have a fair duel," Orland shouted angrily at Rek.
In response to Orland, Rek delivered a powerful punch directly to Orland's chest.
"Ouch!" Orland cried out in pain as the wound on his chest reopened, blood beginning to seep through the bandages.
"Teacher, you might not know this, but the soundproofing in the infirmary is excellent.
I tested it when I treated three students from your class who challenged me before.
Don't worry; even if you scream at the top of your lungs in here, no one outside will hear you.
You want to wait until you're healed to duel me? It's better that you don't mention it; just thinking about it makes me angry. Do you even realize you're a teacher? A teacher wanting to duel a newly enrolled student—how is that fair?" Rek said with a smile directed at Orland.
Looking at Rek's smile felt devilish to Orland, and he began to understand how those three unfortunate students felt back then.
Orland had previously visited those three students and noticed they seemed listless and trembling all over, lacking their usual vitality. He wondered what kind of torment they had endured to be so terrified.
"Ouch!" Seeing that Orland remained silent, Rek threw another punch.
"Speak up! Didn't you want to duel?"
"I challenged you before to suppress the release level of Genetic Mech and duel with you at the same strength.
Rek, if you don't kill me today, I'll report to the academy tomorrow, and they will take care of you. You're as good as dead." Orland gritted his teeth in pain, spitting blood. This was the first time he had encountered such a reckless student after being an instructor at the military academy for so many years.
"I'm so scared! I'm terrified, I really fear death! I'm just a coward who can't be frightened!" Rek feigned a scared expression and kicked Orland off the hospital bed with a loud thud.
Orland rolled on the ground before finally stopping. Struggling, he leaned against the bed to stand up.
"What do you want, Rek! Attacking me while I'm seriously injured in the infirmary? How about waiting until I'm healed and we settle this fairly?" Orland felt a bit afraid now, thinking that Rek was a lunatic. Having survived the attack from Alien Species, he hoped not to be killed by this crazy student in the infirmary tonight. Rek showed no fear of punishment from the academy or military.
"Orland, I'm not here to attack you today. Didn't I say I came to visit you with some fruit?" Rek said with a smile, picking up a small apple and taking a bite.
"If you lay another hand on me, I will use Genetic Mech to armor up and kill you, even if it means my future cultivation will regress!" Orland, holding onto the bed, made his final decision and coldly said to Rek.
However, Rek was not intimidated at all; he kicked Orland, who had just managed to stand, back down to the ground.
"Given your current condition, it's tough for you to even stand up. Even if you use Genetic Mecha Armor Transformation, you might not be able to deal with me. Go ahead and use it; by then, I won't even need to lay a heavy hand on you. Once your armor transformation ends, you might end up permanently disabled, and you can't blame me for that." Rek said nonchalantly.
Hearing this, Orland retreated toward the wall, trying to distance himself from Rek.
"Rek, stop! I promise that tonight's incident will be treated as if it never happened. Once I'm healed, I won't trouble you again." Orland conceded to Rek.
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