Sss level Talent :The Infinite Hivecurse

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"Then… I'll sponsor a silver-level accessory for the first prize," said the principal of No. 1 Middle School after thinking it over for a few seconds.

Although a silver-level item couldn't compare to the dark gold-level gear offered by Old Wang, jewelry items were still quite rare. More importantly, the donation showed goodwill. Sure, he could offer gold-level equipment if he really wanted to—but that would be too showy. And in this kind of gathering, being too flashy wasn't wise.

From the principal's perspective, Old Wang was using this reward system as a way to ease previous tensions between them. It was like handing him a ladder to step down from his earlier arrogance. And besides, in his heart, he felt confident that his school would win the competition anyway. So in the end, wouldn't both prizes return to his own students?

Old Wang's move was brilliant. It not only gave the appearance of generosity but also improved the public image of No. 1 Middle School.

But Old Wang, unaware of the principal's internal calculations, simply looked at him with confusion.

"Could it be that he also knows Lily Winters' true identity?" he wondered.

But that didn't make sense. If the principal of No. 1 Middle School knew Lily Winters' background, he wouldn't just be giving away a silver accessory. He'd be doing everything in his power to pull her into his school. And this small act of sponsoring a prize wouldn't be enough to impress someone like her.

"Ohhh," Old Wang realized inwardly, "he's trying to continue his school's former glory. But this time, it won't be so easy."

Not only did Lily Winters attend another school, but Fairwind—a young man with elite family roots in Ravenshade City—was also here. There was no way No. 1 Middle School could dominate the way it once did.

Fairwind might not have the highest natural talent, but his father had enormous influence. With top-tier weapons and support, Fairwind could easily catch up to or even surpass other students early on.

Ironically, Fairwind used to attend No. 1 Middle School. But he never got along with anyone there. He would stir up trouble often—minor chaos every few days, bigger drama every week. In the end, his father, the Lord of Ravenshade City, had no choice but to pull him out.

Why?

Because Fairwind couldn't stand the way people treated him.

No. 1 Middle School was full of children from powerful families. They all knew who Fairwind was, and they all tried to suck up to him. Fake smiles, flattering words—it made Fairwind sick. He didn't want fake friends. So he left.

That lucky break went to the No. 3 Middle School, who welcomed Fairwind with open arms.

Now, the principal of No. 3 Middle School remained quiet, simply observing the back-and-forth between Old Wang and the No. 1 principal. Old Wang gave him a quick glance, prompting the No. 1 principal to speak again.

"Well then, it's settled," he declared. "Anyone else want to add a prize or object?"

His tone had a hint of challenge. If anyone had objections, they'd better offer a reward too. Otherwise, keep silent.

Then the principal of No. 3 Middle School finally spoke up. "What about the timeline?" he asked. "The entrance exam is only a month away. If we wait too long, students won't have time to use the rewards."

He had a point. Distributing resources too close to the entrance exam would make them useless.

The No. 1 principal opened his mouth to reply, clearly wanting a quicker turnaround. But he hesitated and looked toward Old Wang, signaling that this decision wasn't his to make.

"The shorter the competition period, the more unexpected things can happen," he said thoughtfully. "But if it takes too long, the rewards lose their meaning."

"Old Wang, why don't you decide?"

Old Wang cursed him in his mind. "Now you want me to decide? Coward."

It was a tricky issue. According to past tradition, resource distribution should happen in about two days. But that was too short for such an important competition. If things went wrong, there would be no one to complain to.

Still, he had to take a risk. "Let's set the deadline to one week," Old Wang declared. "I had to push hard to get the higher-ups to allow this competition. It must be done fairly and seriously."

He secretly thought, "If some dark horse beats my student within a week, then I'll admit defeat."

"I'm spending a lot this time, so I hope no one complains later," he added.

The No. 1 principal, still feeling a bit embarrassed from earlier, quickly supported Old Wang. "There are still three weeks before the entrance exam," he said. "One week is fine. It'll discourage students from cheating too."

With that, the alliance between Old Wang and No. 1 Middle School was confirmed.

The other school representatives agreed with the plan, following their lead.

The principal of No. 3 Middle School sighed. He had wanted to fight for more resources for his students, especially with someone like Lily Winters, an SS-rank professional, on his side. But now everything had become focused on individuals, not schools. There was no more room for his suggestions.

"Maybe for average students, it's better to live quietly in Ravenshade City," he tried to convince himself.

Still, he couldn't let Ethan fall behind.

Even if he had no money or influence left, the most valuable relic he owned had already been given to Ethan. He thought hard, then picked up his phone and made a call.

The phone rang.

"Hello?" a calm, familiar voice answered. It brought back a flood of memories for the principal.

But the next voice snapped him out of his nostalgia immediately.

"Oh, it's you, old man! What's wrong now? Are you dying and need saving again? Send me your location."

That voice hadn't changed at all—sharp, sarcastic, and fierce.

The principal chuckled awkwardly. "I just want you to meet my new grandson."

There was a moment of silence.

Then—

"WHAT did you just say?!"

"You old pervert! You disappeared for years and suddenly have a new grandson?"

"Send me your location right now! I swear, I'll tear your face off. Who in their right mind fell for you?"

The principal sighed and waited until the other side finished her rant.

Finally, when she was catching her breath, he explained helplessly, "He's not my real grandson. Ethan is a boy I adopted ten years ago. Don't get the wrong idea."

Beep!

As soon as he shared his location—

Crack!

The air above his head tore open like paper, and a space portal appeared.

From it stepped out a woman with long flowing hair and a youthful face, full of elegance and power.

She had arrived.

The one person who might be able to change Ethan's fate.

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End of Chapter 21

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