The Seventh Base

Chapter 648: Chapter 63: Provoking Xu Mo?

Wal’s life was not seriously threatened, a relatively better outcome.

Yet even so, many students from the Mechanical Department were still very dissatisfied and even organized an on-campus march spontaneously to express their discontent, demanding the severe punishment of the perpetrator.

This is a university, not the outside Arena.

Continuing to attack after Armor Breaking shows how vile the action was, aimed at taking a life.

It wasn’t just the students of the university who were unhappy, but also many at the higher levels, especially a group within the Mechanical Department. The one injured was the son of the department head, Lucas, an elder of the school. Lucas had been a genius during his time as a student, and after graduation, he stayed to work at the university, contributing decades of his youth to Lucas University. Now that such an incident had occurred to his son, many had a big issue with it.

At this moment, in an office at Lucas University, Lucas walked in to find a uniformed researcher, about fifty years old, wearing glasses. This person was the director of the Lucas University Mechanical Research Institute, responsible for all matters of the institute and Lucas’s superior.

“Lucas, is little Wal doing better?” the director of the Institute asked.

“His life was saved, but what’s lost is lost forever,” Lucas replied.

“I’m very sorry for what happened, and the university feels the same. You’ve worked diligently at Lucas University for over twenty years, making massive contributions to the Mechanical Department and the Institute. You’re an irreplaceable talent for the university, and you know how much the school values you.”

The director of the Institute continued, “Little Wal is just like you, a genius too. He will one day follow in your footsteps, inheriting your talent, and he will also become a pillar of the school. Although he was hurt this time, causing him some damage, in the future, we will provide him with the most advanced mechanical materials, which will perfectly fit his body and not affect his life one bit. In the future, little Wal will have a bright path ahead.”

Lucas didn’t say a word, as if he had already realized something.

“Lucas, I’m not getting any younger, and you are much younger than me. With your talent, the research institute will eventually be yours,” the director of the Institute said, patting Lucas’s shoulder. “Let’s put the past behind us and look forward together. You know how important this research is; we’ve invested a lot of manpower and materials, and now at this critical moment, we can’t afford any problems.”

“So, is this matter just going to be left as it is?” Lucas seemed calm, but in reality, he’d already guessed the outcome, still holding onto a sliver of hope.

“You are somewhat aware of the Baloma Kingdom. They still hold on to their barbaric ideas, all very domineering. If anything were to happen to Nilo, it wouldn’t just be the research at stake, the Baloma Royal Family might even break off relations with Lucas Star, or even start military action,” the director of the Institute explained. “Of course, we will issue a serious warning to Nilo and make him apologize for this incident.”

Lucas understood, it seemed that the outcome was predestined and couldn’t be changed.

Behind Nilo was the support of the Baloma Kingdom. What did Wal have? Only his father who knew a bit of technology.

The outcome was clear: Wal was nearly killed but only worth an apology from Nilo, and a perfunctory warning. At this level, who would take a warning seriously?

“Do I have a choice?” Lucas asked, looking at the director of the Institute.

The other person also looked at him, their eyes meeting with mutual understanding – there was no choice.

Technical personnel are still not worth mentioning in the face of power.

In the face of interests, even civilization must step aside.

“Understood,” Lucas said, then turned and left the office.

A few days later, the university announced the investigation results of the incident. It was stated that Nilo and Wal had an argument, after which Wal challenged Nilo, and during the ensuing fight, Nilo accidentally injured Wal.

The university gave Nilo a severe warning and ordered him to apologize to Wal.

Many students at Lucas University expressed strong dissatisfaction with this resolution. Was it an accident? It was intentional.

An act of malice was turned into an accidental injury during a fight initiated by Wal.

Many students were deeply disappointed with Lucas University’s handling of the matter. Lucas University didn’t even expel Nilo, but the issue was quickly suppressed.

Time fades everything, and this incident will soon become a thing of the past.

Indeed, as time passed, those discussing the matter grew fewer, and everything was eventually forgotten.

Wal was discharged from the hospital, appearing no different from a normal person. He still sported a smile, but only he knew the depth of his emotional scars; he had been treated with extreme unfairness, and the university had not given Nilo the punishment he deserved.

But he was just an eighteen-year-old genius student, unable to change anything.

The Library.

Xu Mo was already aware of the school’s punishment, and of course, he was angry about the matter. However, as a library administrator, he had no say in how the school should punish Nilo.

Yet, judging by Nilo’s personality, he would likely cause more trouble.

No rush.

At that moment, murmurs spread through the library, with many glances directed in one direction, as they saw Wal walk in. Feeling the gazes around him, Wal felt a burning sensation on his face, even though he knew those eyes bore sympathy and compassion; he didn’t need them.

“Wal.” At that moment, Xu Mo looked over and smiled at him, different from the others; Xu Mo’s gaze was clean, unmingled with other emotions.