Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 126 124. Spencer, are you going to ruin the club war? !

“The Club War has now begun!! The theme of this war is [Love and Team]!! There are many interesting projects added to the project pool!
"You just need to submit a competition request to the scattered student union classmates, draw the competition content, and win to get points!"

You Anlina's happy voice resounded throughout the campus, and then, a rhythmic drum beat sounded first, followed by the sound of electric guitar and other synthesized string instruments.

"Next, the Student Union has invited Bai Yi to sing the theme song for the opening ceremony of this club battle. Please come on stage!!"

On the screen, Bai Yi appeared in the picture wearing a JK uniform and winked at the camera, which instantly caused cheers from countless boys in the school.

"Oh! It's classmate Bai Yi!!"

"Great!"

She held the microphone, smiled, and spoke to the rhythm.

[Cute kiss, 1, 2, 3. Looking away at this moment, so cunning~]

[It's like you're playing with my throbbing heart~]

[You know it well, if you take the initiative, you will be the loser]

【But the body doesn't obey.】

Bai Yi's beautiful singing voice echoed throughout the entire campus. At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the sun also set, full of vitality, which completely ignited the enthusiasm of these young students beyond studying.

"Go! Take down the book club!"

"Down with the damn Spencer!!"

"This year is the most promising year for our swimming club!! Come on everyone!!"

"Your mom! Your swimming club has the most promising year every year!!"

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Looking at the increasingly dazzling sunlight, Yan Huan put on a long-sleeved green sun-protective jacket over her original clothes on the viewing stand.

He fastened his belt, picked up the "referee supervision record book", and put on the same student union baseball cap and "student union" sleeves as Yahashiki.

During the entire club battle, other students under the Student Union were responsible for refereeing, drawing lots and other tasks, and Yan Huan was the one who led and hosted the event on site.

As for the rest of the management
You Anlina was in charge of logistics, broadcasting live events and playing music on various large screens set up in the school; Yahashiki was responsible for taking photos and providing equipment assistance; and the discipline committee members led by Ashley were responsible for maintaining order.

Sakuramiya Hitomi's health is not very good, so she is usually not responsible for such outdoor activities and just serves as the general reserve team coordinator.

Anything that requires on-site coordination and dispatch will be handed over to Sakuramiya Hitomi for handling.

"Sakuramiya, I'll go watch inside the competition venue. Can I leave this to you?"

"Yeah, of course."

Sakuramiya Hitomi looked at Yan Huan who was smiling in front of her, covered her mouth and chuckled,
"Please let me know if you have any questions, President."

Yan Huan nodded, took the notebooks, cell phone and other items and walked down the viewing platform, and headed towards the headquarters of the notebook company.

After all, due to Spencer's repeated provocations, that place is now almost becoming a "battlefield".

As she watched Yan Huan's back slowly disappear from her sight, Sakuramiya Hitomi's originally decent expression faded little by little, and she became a little at a loss.

She pursed her lips, thought for a second, and took out her cell phone.

Looking at Nara's plane avatar, after hesitating for a long time, I finally made the voice call.

"du~du~du~"

Sure enough, something happened, Nara.
Just when Sakuramiya Hitomi frowned and was quite worried, the call was connected.

"Hey, miss? Ouch. It hurts. It hurts so much."

When she heard Nara's weak voice, Sakuramiya Hitomi's heart almost tightened. She turned pale and asked hurriedly,

"Nara, where are you? What happened to you? Are you injured? Do you need me to call other bodyguards to save you? Medical staff as well..."

"No, no need, Miss. Hiss."

Just as Sakuramiya Hitomi was listening to the phone and worrying about Nara's current situation, a magnetic male voice suddenly came from the phone.

"Sister, is the massage too strong? How about this, a little lighter."

Nara's originally painful voice became a little more comfortable. She exhaled and said,
"Yes, that's it. The part above the shoulder blade is so sore. I need to massage it."

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On the other end of the phone, Sakuramiya Hitomi's face was completely dark.
"Nara, are you having a massage?!"

"Ah? Yeah, I didn't say I was doing anything else."

"Aren't you taking refuge? Why do I feel like you just found a random excuse to go on vacation!!"

On the other end of the phone, Nara, who was only wearing a bath towel and covered in spa essential oils, tilted his head and said to the phone,

"I am really seeking refuge, but I have not been discovered by my enemy yet. If I am caught, you will never see me again, young lady."

Sakuramiya Hitomi opened her mouth, fell silent, and didn't ask any more questions.

Nara told me some of her past, especially the terrifying enemy she called "the red-haired demon".

If he were caught by the red-haired demon, who even Nara felt he was no match for, he would be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell.

"So, what do you want from me, Miss?"

Nara's voice over there became lazy again, but Sakuramiya Hitomi's voice became a little timid.

So she told Nara about her current confusion.

Obviously, I have been brave and honest once, and the president has forgiven me and let me stay as vice president, but
Why does it feel different from before?

"so."

Nara sighed as he listened, and said to Sakuramiya Hitomi,
"Miss, people are all made of flesh and blood, and what we did before is like a thorn stuck in our flesh.

"Even if it's pulled out, the gap will still exist; even if it heals later, it will probably leave a scar."

Sakuramiya Hitomi pursed her lips and said nothing, but Nara continued,

"It's not possible to do something wrong without having to bear the consequences. And now it seems that the situation is much better than Yan Huan hating you, right?"

"But."

"Isn't it just starting over again? At least this time, it will be more real and solid than the false love before, right?"

Nara took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"What is it about him that attracts you and what is it about him that he likes? Think about it carefully, and then change and blend with each other.
"There are still two and a half years left in high school. There's still so much time left. There's no need to rush."

Sakuramiya Hitomi held the phone, looking outside, without saying a word.

"Compared to this, Miss, your health is getting worse and worse. When I get out of this period of limelight, I will come back to help you take care of yourself."

"Okay, well, take care of yourself then."

"Okeke."

Sakuramiya Hitomi put down the phone and finally regained her spirits.

Standing up, she looked at the noise outside.

"Tonic medicine!!"

"hateful!!"

That direction
Is it the direction of the publisher?
"Spencer, the last throw distance was 23 meters? Is that correct?!"

On the track and field field, the referee team was stunned after receiving the results report from the students next to them.

He pushed his glasses and looked at Spencer, who casually threw the 7.26 kg shot put over 20 meters, and he felt terrible.

You have to know that the president of the Taekwondo club next door is a strongman with a height of 16 meters and an arm circumference that is terrifying. He tried his best but could only throw meters.

Is it open?!
"That's it?"

Spencer clapped his hands, and in the equally surprised looks of several members of the Benzi Club behind him, he exhaled a breath and sneered.

The Taekwondo Club president, whose face had turned red from voting, became furious when he saw her hateful smile.

He leaned on the ground with his hands, looking depressed, and muttered in disbelief,
"How... How is it possible, you bastard."

But Spencer's expression wasn't looking good either.

The first club to come to the challenge was the Taekwondo Club, and the event they were drawn to was shot put.

Because it is a team competition, the minimum number of 4 people in the club will be selected as the number of participants, and the average score of the two clubs will be used to determine the winner.

As for the four small fry behind him, including Anle, it was good enough if they could throw a few meters, so Spencer had to fight four of them alone.

Facing four players, each scoring round required six throws, which was equivalent to Spencer throwing the 7.25 kg shot put repeatedly 24 times!
Now that she had finished throwing the ball, she began to feel soreness in her right hand and her heartbeat began to quicken.

"President, let's go and let other clubs..."

So the next second, Spencer, who was watching the Taekwondo club members trying to drag the devastated president away, suddenly spoke up.
"Wait a minute"

"What? What?"

Spencer rubbed his right hand, looked at the president who looked up blankly, and said,
"Not only am I fighting you four by myself, I will also take turns to fight other clubs. I'm afraid it would be a bit unfair for you to just leave like this? You should at least leave me some spoils, right?"

"you"

Spencer's blonde hair suddenly became brighter. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the black belt worn by the president. She said,
"That belt of yours looks nice."

The president's face turned pale, and he quickly covered his belly with the belt and said loudly,

"This is my fourth-rank black belt, you can't..."

"Bring it to you!"

"Snapped!"

Spencer just pulled it lightly, and the belt that was always tied tightly by the Taekwondo Club President seemed to fall off by itself and was held in her palm.

The Taekwondo club president's soul seemed to be sucked away by Spencer. He fell limply into the arms of a club member and was dragged away from the scene.

"The Book Club gains one point! The Taekwondo Club's initial score decreases by one!"

The referee raised the flag and made a judgment.

Holding the precious object he had robbed, Spencer's hair began to sparkle with golden light.

A force filled up from within her body, sweeping away her fatigue and causing an even more evil smile to appear on the corners of her mouth.

Sure enough, my expectation was correct!
Fight to support the war. Keep stealing other people's things and you won't feel tired.

Thinking about it this way, could it be possible that I have invented a perpetual motion machine? !
Spencer's blue eyes lit up slightly, flashing with wisdom.

Then, she raised her eyes and glanced at the other groups watching, and asked,
"Who else is coming? Next!"

"I come!!"

At this moment, a bald man suddenly emerged from the crowd.

As soon as he came out, the students watching nearby started shouting,

"Great, it's Senior Li from the martial arts club!! We are saved!"

"Use Dragon Country Kung Fu to teach her a lesson!"

Spencer and the bald senior came to the referee at the same time and drew the next competition event.

The two looked at the extraction project program written by Yahashiki, and it clearly stated,

"Wrestling"

Senior Li was slightly stunned and turned to look at Spencer.

But she clenched her fists and looked at herself with a grim smile.
"Wrestling?"

"Yes, yes."

He couldn't help swallowing, feeling a bad premonition.

"Lose again?!"

"Spencer, are you going to ruin the club war!?"

When Yan Huan arrived, Senior Li was just being dragged away from the scene on a stretcher.

I heard that he didn't even touch Spencer's people, and was thrown back and forth like a sandbag many times, which directly broke his mentality. After losing, Spencer confiscated his spoils.

This time he was even more furious and collapsed to the ground. He was dragged away by the school doctor.

Two more matches followed, both of which ended with Spencer's victory.

"President, you're here!"

"Oh, it's okay, I'll just come over to take a look."

The referee from the student union wiped the sweat off his head and said helplessly,
"I heard from others that the area I'm in charge of is the most popular right now, after all, the book club is here."

Yan Huan smiled slightly, took off his cap, put it on his head, and said,

"It's been hours, you're dying of sunburn. Go take a rest, I'll watch over here."

The referee touched his cheek which was getting hot, nodded and said,
"Okay, President."

"Ah."

Yan Huan took over his points record book. In these morning competitions, Benzi Club basically won all of them and earned a lot of points along the way.

He glanced at Spencer, whose hair had become a little more dazzling after snatching the spoils, and seemed to understand what she was up to.

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He narrowed his eyes and began to think internally.

At this moment, whispers came from the side.
"Tsk, that Spencer may be annoying, but he's really good at what he does. I'm no match for him."

"Yeah, you can get through the level with four useless pendants."

Those students who were resting on the sidelines were actually farther away from Yan Huan and closer to those members of the Benzi Club.

Anle and the others heard it, pursed their lips, and were unable to refute it. However, Spencer walked back to Anle carelessly and scolded them,

"If you keep whispering and slandering my members, do you believe I will kick both of you? Get away!"

The two men ran away in horror as if they had seen the plague god, while Anle turned back to look at Spencer and opened a bottle of mineral water for her.

"Student Spencer, drink some water."

"what"

Spencer drank the mineral water in one gulp, not realizing that it was because of drinking the mineral water that he got sick last time.

Even Anle's little finger couldn't help but marvel at this big heart.
"Is this guy heartless or broad-minded? He got hurt last time, but he still dares to drink this time? He doesn't doubt you at all."

Hearing Little Finger say this, Anle felt warm inside but also felt more guilty.

So she asked quickly,

"Spencer, are you tired? We can't help you much, so if..."

"Who said you can't help? Listen to what they are saying. Well, I can't handle this, so I'll leave it to you."

Spencer took a sip of water, beads of sweat covering his forehead and body.

Obviously, even if she relied on plundering to restore her physical strength, she still could not keep up with the consumption of continuous battles.

Because the looted items were too weak, and could not compare to the joy he felt when he snatched Yan Huan from Sakuramiya Hitomi.

"This is."

While drinking water, Spencer handed a note to Anle, Jiang Yun and others.

The next competition event is:

"Astronomy knowledge test? This is a project of the Astronomy Club."

Spencer felt as if he had eaten a fly, and took out the test paper to show Anle and the others.

"It's like reading a book from heaven. I can't understand it at all. I'm relying on you guys."

"puff!"

Anle covered her mouth and laughed, causing Spencer to touch the back of his head embarrassedly.

"But I don't know much about astronomy, either."

Beside her, Jiang Yun had been looking at Spencer's profile. After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke,
"Let me try. I was quite interested in these before."

"Oh, I'll leave it to you, Senior Sister Jiang."

Spencer handed the paper to Jiang Yun honestly.

Jiang Yun glanced at her sincere and clear eyes again, and then she nodded and walked towards the competition venue in front.

Watching her leave, Spencer, who was panting all the time, did not forget to remind her,

"Remember to grab their spoils if you win!!"

Jiang Yun waved his hand without saying anything more.

Then, Spencer turned his head and looked at the two people beside him, Tatsuya Sagawa and Nino, who had been hiding in the back, and said with a curled lip,

"Do you have any food? Give me some. I'm so hungry."

The two men seemed to shrink a little as they felt the constant negative looks from others.

At this moment, when Spencer asked, Tatsuya Sagawa turned around and took out some compressed biscuits from the supply bag that Spencer had prepared.
"Here."

"Okay, thank you."

Spencer took the compressed biscuits and turned back to look at the competition venue.

The two people behind him quietly moved towards the base.

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Yan Huan took this scene back from his eyes. On his shoulder, Miao Jiang silently revealed his shape and spoke to Yan Huan,
"That Jiang Yun and several other members didn't seem to be affected by Spencer's modifier. Do they subconsciously hate her?"

"Yes, her mechanism is quite complicated and hard to figure out."

Meow-chan looked at him and asked,

“Is it important to find this mechanism?”

"I think it's very important. I think this mechanism is not objective, but is directly tied to some very important subjective feelings of Spencer."

Yan Huan looked at Miao Jiang and added,
"And it happens to be the people who are not affected by the modifiers that Spencer can get along well with."

Spencer can beat up Park Shuwen for Anle who was bullied; she will give fruit to You Anlina if she asks for it.

She would stand up for other members when they were bullied; she could honestly explain everything to Ye Lan.
Even though their relationship was just average and they had just met, Spencer was able to give a lot for them.

For others who were influenced by the modifier and hated her, the situation was completely the opposite.

It was the first time she met Hua Zhaofeng, and she was so angry that she hit him with a table.

Yan Huan propped up his chin, looked at Spencer who was drinking water and panting, and said,
"That is to say, in her eyes, people are completely different. Therefore, she will treat these two types of people differently."

"Meow?"

Miaojiang didn’t understand and could only act as the atmosphere group.

But Yan Huan didn't need Miao Jiang to understand, because he himself hadn't fully understood Spencer's mechanism.

He really couldn't understand why people looked different in Spencer's eyes.

"I have finished answering, President."

At this moment, Jiang Yun and the members of the Astronomy Club in the venue finished answering the questions one after another and handed the papers to Yan Huan for inspection.

Yan Huan took out his cell phone and opened the database prepared by Yahashigi, which contained the answers to the test papers.

As they watched, they marked the papers one by one. It turned out that Jiang Yun on the right had more correct answers than the members of the Astronomy Club on the left.

Yan Huan couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yun, while the members of the Astronomy Club next to him made a "tsk" sound.

Obviously, she knew how powerful Jiang Yun was.

Yan Huan showed no expression, but continued to announce,

"Honko Club, win, win points!"

"real or fake."

"Win again?"

Spencer ran over excitedly, put his arm around Jiang Yun's shoulders, and laughed.

"Senior Jiang Yun, you did a great job, you did a great job, we won again!! Ahahaha"

"Ah, it's okay. It's the best I can do anyway. Compared to this, you look very tired. Is it okay?"

Spencer was slightly stunned, looked at the Astronomy Club that lost next to him, licked his lips,
"It's okay, as long as"

"I want to challenge the Honshi Club."

Just as Spencer was looking for something to rob from the member of the astronomy club, a cold and calm voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Not only Spencer was stunned, even Yan Huan, the referee, was stunned.

"Sister Shishiyu?"

Yan Huan turned around and saw Ye Shiyu, who had changed into a sports suit, holding a new mobile phone and looking at Spencer in front of her with an expressionless face.

"Who is that then? Haven't you seen him before?"

"Sewing club? Are you kidding? All of our sports clubs are no match for that guy, let alone her?"

"Hey, keep your voice down, she seems to be President Yan's sister."

Spencer also turned around and looked at Ye Shiyu with disgust.

"tsk"

She folded her hands and sneered,
"Great, I was just worried about not having any loot. What club are you from?"

".Sewing Club."

Ye Shiyu held up her phone, and saw that it was actually covered with a drop-proof phone case! !
And Yan Huan also noticed that she had put on a layer of tempered glass phone film! !

Now it's good, it won't break.
"Sister Shiyu"

Seeing that the atmosphere on the field was gradually becoming depressing, in order to prevent the modifiers from entangled with each other and super-evolved, he planned to stand up and persuade them to stop fighting.

But today Ye Shiyu was particularly decisive. She just tilted her head, looked at Yan Huan and asked,
"In the club war, can't the Sewing Club challenge the Book Club, Xiao Huan?"

Yan Huan was slightly stunned, then he said,

"Not really."

"Then I will challenge her."

You don't need to fight her head-on through hypnosis. As long as you make her lose, you can complete the task and get more rewards.

"Okay, come on, draw lots!"

Spencer rubbed his fists and looked at Yan Huan in front of him.

Yan Huan was speechless and could only open her phone to draw lots for them.

I hope it’s not a sports event where conflicts break out directly. Wouldn’t it be nice for everyone to sit together and drink tea and discuss sewing techniques?
The next second, after Yan Huan clicked the "draw" button, a brand new project appeared in their eyes at the same time.

“Borrowing Objects to Race”

"Rules: Draw the items you need to take away at the starting point. The items can be any entities that meet the conditions. Take the corresponding items back to the starting point and start running. The first runner to reach the finish line is the winner."

Looking at the selected project, the corners of Yan Huan's mouth stiffened slightly, as if he had some ominous premonition.

But Spencer didn't realize anything, but his smile became more and more rampant, looking at Ye Shiyu provocatively, and said,

"You're doomed, Ye Shiyu! Last time at home, you dared to scare me. This time, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

"."

Ye Shiyu had no expression on her face. She just looked at her and said coldly,
"you try."

(End of this chapter)