As soon as this classic line came out, the freshmen instantly shut up. Otherwise, the next line would be "It's so funny, why don't you come up and tell everyone about it?" Or even worse, "It's so hilarious, I want you all to laugh to your heart's content for no less than 10 minutes."
Seeing that the chicken couldn't be slaughtered anymore, trying to pick on someone else would greatly discount the effect.
Since the freshmen were being so tactful again, the chief instructor let them off easy and arranged for the instructors to go find the classes they would be leading.
Depending on the number of students, each class was assigned a varying number of instructors.
For the next month, they would be both instructors and squad leaders, leading the students into the wilderness and fusion zones to hunt monsters.
Qi Yuan snuck over to the instructors of Class 1 of the Combat Major, tagging along with them.
The lead instructor waved his hand impatiently: "Why are you still following us? We don't need teaching assistants today."
"The counselor said I'm an instructor and told me to follow you guys."
"You?"
The lead instructor remembered that Shen City University had said it would embed an instructor yesterday.
Seeing that this young man had considerable potential, the corner of his mouth still twitched. No matter how good he was, he was still just a kid.
You can't just gold plate a military instructor, can't he just obediently be a teaching assistant?
"What year are you in?"
If he was a junior or senior, he could lead a small team to get some experience. If he was a sophomore, he could just be a mascot.
Instructor Wang had already figured it out in his heart, but unexpectedly, the other party gave him a "surprise."
"Freshman. I'm a new student this year."
The lead instructor doubted he had heard wrong: "Freshman?"
"Freshman. I'm a new student this year."
Instructor Wang was speechless. Where did this rich spoiled kid come from that he would think of a lame trick like becoming an instructor to get out of military training?
The other instructors of Class 1 Combat Major also had odd expressions, looking at Qi Yuan with disdain.
They had thought this young man was pretty decent from how calm he was under the chief instructor's aura.
Turns out he just didn't care because of his family background.
The arrogant genius and the arrogant rich kid gave off completely different feelings.
The lead instructor's face was ugly. He scolded, "Why don't you train with the other students?"
Although they had taken strict protective measures for the training, there was still a chance students could die.
When Instructor Wang thought about students encountering danger and asking the rich spoiled kid for help, only for the useless brat to delay rescue time, he was filled with rage.
He didn't care about other people's lives at all!
Seeing the instructor's expression and hearing his tone, Qi Yuan naturally understood.
Most likely, the imaginary prestigious Qi family had been imagined by these instructors again.
He was feeling a bit complicated to be doubted for once.
Qi Yuan said, "The school said my ability level is too high and not suitable for bullying...I mean training fish."
"..."
The instructors were speechless. It would have been better not to explain. How much higher could it go?
If he was a graduate, they wouldn't question it.
New students were generally still at E-rank. D-rank was already pretty good for a genius.
They could give a top genius C-rank at best with their capabilities, and could still suppress him.
The lead instructor licked his flaming lips and coldly laughed. "What rank?"
"A-rank. Here's my ability certificate."
Qi Yuan wasn't blind. He could see their suspicious looks, so he directly handed over his certificate.
It was quite refreshing to be doubted for once.
His mood was a bit complicated.
The instructors' expressions froze as they solemnly took the certificate to look it over in turns.
After checking it over once, they did not find any traces of forgery and were shocked speechless.
"With your capabilities..."
The lead instructor was about to say something, but closed his mouth again.
A member of the Pillar Program was so terrifying!
No wonder the Dragon Country officials expended such effort to find talent all over. So the difference between people could be so huge!
The school arranging him as an instructor must also be to avoid embarrassing them...
Instructor Wang returned the certificate to Qi Yuan. He said in a negotiating tone, "Why don't you just watch us train the new students?"
"No problem, I'll listen to you guys."
Qi Yuan was more than happy to be a slacker.
The instructors also didn't delay any longer and led Class 1 Combat Major to the designated indoor training hall.
When Qi Yuan's figure appeared, Class 1 Combat Major's atmosphere instantly ignited.
Even with the dignified instructors right in front of them, the whispering freshmen could not be silenced for a time.
"What's going on?"
"Rich spoiled kid?"
"Doesn't he need to train with us?"
"I don't accept this!"
Most of the freshmen admitted Qi Yuan was very strong, but suddenly changing into an instructor was a bit unacceptable.
I can't do it so I shouldn't go up. Even if he's stronger than me, he shouldn't go up either!
At their age, they were at the peak of passion for justice and loathing for the world.
Ability and authority were not enough to make the freshmen convinced. It provoked their rebellious mentality.
Some young masters were also muttering in their hearts about what kind of background the Qi family had that even Shen City University had to give way.
"Listen up! I don't care if you accept it or not. If you don't accept it, bear with it. There's no time to compare yourself to decide who's the boss during life or death crises. "
Instructor Wang ignored their words and sternly rebuked, "Obeying orders is what you should do."
Sometimes, the team leader would appoint a team member as temporary team leader in an emergency. If the other members didn't accept this or that either, they wouldn't be able to continue the mission.
Instructor Wang was both rebuking and teaching them.
With their wishes completely ignored, most of the freshmen felt stifled and their faces turned red from the heat.
Instructor Wang also understood the freshmen's thoughts very well. When their anger reached its peak, he leisurely opened his mouth, "Whoever was first place at Shen City High School, step out."
It was time to pick a representative to crush the sharpness of these freshmen.
Zou Ziyi lowered his head and stepped forward.
"Do you not accept this?"
Instructor Wang paced to Zou Ziyi's side, using his dignified aura to oppress him.
Only to see Zou Ziyi's utterly sincere face: "No, I completely obey the organization's arrangements."
Instructor Wang was taken aback upon hearing this, empathizing with the awkwardness the chief instructor had felt. He gave a couple dry chuckles.
"...Young comrade's awareness is quite high, very good."
The freshmen this year were just too outrageous, he really couldn't train them.
Instructor Wang was speechless.
He and the instructors led Class 1 Combat Major to a certain indoor training hall.
Qi Yuan and a few instructors sat on the floor watching Instructor Wang teach them standing and sitting postures.
Since they were all Combat Majors, the freshmen had pretty good physical fitness.
Without needing to spend too much time, they looked proper.
"Sit!"
After Instructor Wang gave the order, the freshmen sat down in unison.
"Rest in place for ten minutes. Listen to me explain the arrangements for after."
"This afternoon, you'll fight one-on-one and we instructors will divide you into teams based on your abilities. After the teams are divided, you'll participate in the later military training content in small team format. Friendly reminder to prepare wilderness survival supplies. Each training project will last for several days."
After he finished speaking, he dismissed them to handle lunch and prepare for the afternoon matches.
Explosive Plot Song Gua crossed over into another world, bringing along a whole crew of his doppelgangers—all of them mischief-makers. This was a world where everyone could choose a class. Song Gua became a "Bondweaver," capable of borrowing power, while his doppelgangers took on a wide variety of classes, covering just about everything. The number of doppelgangers grew day by day, each one a talented individual with a charming way of speaking. Under Song Gua's brilliant leadership, they would "greet" each other daily and engage in friendly "sparring," pulling off one major scheme after another on Earth. Sometimes they were bandits—stealing bosses, plundering mines, snatching resources. Sometimes they were saviors—descending like divine warriors to face world bosses threatening to massacre cities. Sometimes they even went undercover, infiltrating various major factions to stir up trouble from within, keeping their enemies constantly on edge. To prevent their doppelganger abilities from being exposed, Song Gua made them wear masks with mahjong tile patterns and don Taoist robes in various colors. "Remember, in front of outsiders, call me 'The Dice.'" "Got it! Boss!" "Not 'Boss'—it's 'The Dice.' Think about the vibe, pay attention to the vibe." "Yes! Boss!" "For crying out loud..." From then on, whenever they appeared, they would have their own theme song playing: ~Hey~ paying respects at the mountain stronghold at night~ whose arm is draped over whose shoulder~ gather your courage and follow along...
o a martial world and obtained a system that allowed him to draw one entry per year. Unfortunately, all he drew were useless white-tier entries. The probability for high-quality entries was extremely low, with the highest-tier mythic entry having a mere 0.001% chance! To increase the probability, he had to improve his martial realm, but he lacked the innate talent for cultivation. At the age of eighteen, Chen Yi fell into the hands of a gang and was forced into hard labor. Just as his life seemed destined for a bleak end, on his 18th entry draw, he actually pulled a mythic entry—Simulator! In the simulation, he could also draw one entry every year that passed, and upon ending the simulation, he would inherit all entries and his martial realm! In his first simulation, Chen Yi struggled desperately just to survive, knowing that living one more year meant one more entry draw! Finally, with hair turned white, he drew the entry he had longed for—Low-Grade Innate Talent! "Hahaha! Don't bully the old and poor! Time to cultivate and inherit my cultivation base!" ... From then on, Chen Yi continuously simulated and drew entries, his martial realm soaring higher and higher! Epic, legendary, and even mythic entries were gathered into his collection one after another! "What demon race or devil race? What dark turmoil? I don't know anything about that. They just charged at me screaming 'How can you possibly ascend to immortality?!' and got stuck to my fists, unable to be shaken off. Blind spots, speed bumps... go talk to my simulator. We're all struggling to survive out here. I'm trying so hard, so how are they still alive?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
