Whole School Transmigrated: I Have 3 Daily Intel

"Who’s leading this?" Chen Chong asked.

"The people from the fitness club started it, and... Fan Kai."

"What are they thinking? Even if the Blood-tooth Python is injured, a behemoth of that size isn’t something ordinary people can handle."

"I don’t know, but a lot of people are saying this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They’re all shouting that if primitive men could hunt Mammoths, then they can use their numbers to hunt an injured giant python. There are probably a hundred people gathered outside right now..."

Chen Chong had to laugh, but it was out of exasperation.

It was stupid enough that the fitness club and the Fighting Club were leading the charge to hunt the Blood-tooth Python.

But to think they could rally so many believers to go with them was even stupider!

’Can you even compare a Mammoth to an Extraordinary Creature?’

’In terms of size or abilities, the two aren’t even in the same dimension. This is long past the point where you can hunt something just by throwing numbers at it.’

As far as the Blood-tooth Python was concerned, if you didn’t have sufficient power and combat strength, it didn’t matter how many ordinary people you sent; they would all die.

Never mind anything else, its scales alone were something ordinary people couldn’t possibly pierce, not to mention its all-corroding toxic mist and colossal size.

’These people are too naive, mistakenly thinking that an injured Extraordinary Creature is a helpless target. Isn’t this just a suicide mission?’

"Brother Chong, are we going with them?" Xu Jun asked.

"No!"

Chen Chong rejected the idea outright.

’The Blood-tooth Python, unlike the Unihorn Catfish, has no obvious weaknesses. Although I want to hunt it myself, the chances of success with my current strength are extremely low.’

’Besides, the intel clearly stated that the toxic mist in its fangs replenishes daily.’

’I may have an Antitoxic Necklace, but the others don’t.’

’If I rashly lead everyone to hunt it, we’ll likely suffer heavy casualties without even killing the snake...’

Even though missing this opportunity might mean the Blood-tooth Python would return underground to hibernate, as a team leader, Chen Chong would rather give up on hunting this Extraordinary Creature than lead his people into a gamble he wasn’t sure he could win.

The risk posed by the Blood-tooth Python was far greater than that of the Unihorn Catfish. The current strength of his team was nowhere near enough, and he hadn’t yet come up with a suitable hunting strategy.

He wouldn’t act unless future intel revealed information that would aid in hunting the Blood-tooth Python, or if a golden opportunity presented itself.

Otherwise, he would rather wait and try to hunt a fully recovered Blood-tooth Python later than move against a still-healing one today...

"Zhang Meng, when you went to the Fishing Club this morning, how were the preparations for the information exchange point coming along?"

"The people from the Fishing Club have already started picking a location and are organizing the information you gave them yesterday. If all goes well, they should have it all sorted out in the next day or two and be officially open for business."

Chen Chong nodded and handed over a few sheets of paper with notes on material-providing plants.

"I need you to make another trip to the Fishing Club later. Give them today’s intel, and while you’re at it, warn Zhong Fang and the others not to even think about going to hunt the Blood-tooth Python."

Zhang Meng smiled. "Don’t worry, Zhong Fang definitely won’t go. He was just complaining to me about it this morning. He said those people have rocks for brains. He hunted the Unihorn Catfish with us, so he knows better than anyone out there how hard Extraordinary Creatures are to deal with."

"That’s good. But have them try to stop those students who want to hunt the Blood-tooth Python. They should stop who they can. If they can’t... well, you can’t reason with a person who’s hell-bent on their own destruction."

"Understood."

Zhang Meng nodded, took the papers, and headed out again...

Meanwhile, as he sat on the sofa, Chen Chong recalled Ning Yu’s reaction when she asked him about the Card yesterday.

’With her personality, she wouldn’t have run off to hunt an Extraordinary Creature, would she?’

The Swordsmanship Club was small, but its members had extremely high combat power and were generally level-headed.

In Chen Chong’s mind, they were the primary target for recruitment when he eventually consolidated the school’s personnel and built a larger team.

They were also the people he considered most suitable to serve as combatants.

If a group like that was led astray by the people clamoring to hunt the Blood-tooth Python this morning, and they ran off to the Celestial Pit just to get themselves killed, it would be a huge loss.

’No, I have to go check on them...’

"Ah Jun, give me the salt we made yesterday. I’m taking it to the Swordsmanship Club."

"Brother Chong, it’s less than seventy catties of coarse salt. We’re still short by almost half."

"It’s fine. I’ll take this over for them to use for now. I’ll also use the chance to tell them not to go near the Sky Pit..."

...

Chen Chong stood between rooms 709 and 710, carrying two buckets of coarse salt.

The Swordsmanship Club was one of the few teams that had bought a three-bedroom apartment on the seventh floor—and they had bought two at once.

Although they lived close by, Chen Chong had never paid them a formal visit, so he didn’t know which room Ning Yu was in. He could only pick one and knock.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK—

A moment later, the door opened to reveal Ning Feng’s face.

"Hey, man, what brings you here? Come on in and sit for a bit."

"I can’t. I came to deliver your salt. Also, where’s your sister?"

"My sister? She’s not here."

Hearing this, and seeing that aside from two injured members, the rest of the Swordsmanship Club didn’t seem to be inside, Chen Chong’s heart sank.

’Don’t tell me I was right. Did Ning Yu hear about the chance to hunt an Extraordinary Creature and take most of the Swordsmanship Club with her?’

But Ning Feng’s next words quickly dispelled his worries.

"Why, do you need her for something?"

"She usually takes some people to the club room in the other building to practice Swordsmanship around this time. If you need her, I can take you to her."

Chen Chong breathed a sigh of relief and placed the salt inside the doorway.