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3a2k0 – The Class Representatives

Tang Wulin sent a questioning look to Wu Zhangkong. However, Wu Zhangkong showed no reaction, not even a nod of acknowledgement.

What’s going on, Teacher Wu? You haven’t taught us once since we got here.

Tang Wulin was puzzled, but he quietly left with Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan.

Xie Xie broke into a run immediately after stepping foot outside the room. He had gained many new understandings today and was eager to rush back to their dorm to reflect on them. He was on the verge of making a breakthrough.

Xu Xiaoyan had a perplexed look on her face. “Captain, do you think I can make it here at Shrek? Everyone’s so amazing here.”

Although she had lasted to the end of the competition as well, the achievement was due in large part to her cleverness. She had hidden herself in Luo Guixing’s team, then later reunited with her true teammates. It was only under their wing that she had lasted so long. She understood how weak she still was as an individual, especially during the day.

Tang Wulin responded with a reassuring smile. “Don’t underestimate yourself. You know, when my martial soul first awakened, it was just bluesilver grass! But I never gave up and moved forward step by step. After all my efforts, I’ve come to here. You can do the same. Besides, your martial soul is an amazing variant. I think you’ll be able to show off it’s true power once you reach a higher soul rank. With your battlefield awareness and an improved martial soul, who knows how brightly you can shine?”

Xu Xiaoyan brightened up and was now all smiles. “Yeah. You’re right. I have to do my best and become stronger.”

Tang Wulin couldn’t help but laugh. “It’s good to see you don’t lose confidence in yourself that easily.” Her previously troubled expression was nowhere to be found now. If her second profession was being an actor, then she was more than skilled enough to become the class’s actor representative.

When they arrived at their dorm room, they found Xie Xie already meditating. Tang Wulin quickly joined him as well. Lunch was soon approaching, but he couldn’t let even a second go to waste.

By lunchtime, the class representatives for the first grade were settled. The designer representative was Gu Yue, so she held two positions just like Tang Wulin. He only later found out from Yang Nianxia that she was a fourth-rank designer. She had never bothered to tell him.

Numerous people chose to walk the path of a mecha designer, yet she had managed to beat everyone else. It was clear how skilled she was. Luo Guixing won the maker seat with his skills at the peak of the third rank. However, he had fierce competition in Xu Yucheng, and had only just barely won.

As for mechanic representative, it was Wu Siduo. Contrary to her beauty, she was a skilled mechanic.

Mechanics weren’t to be looked down upon. They had to be well-versed in both the design and making process. It was practically a hybrid profession. Although a mechanic would never reach the pinnacle in both, they had to know enough to synthesize the two sides to repair damaged mechas.

Once mecha mechanics reached the sixth rank, they would be skilled enough to repair battle armors. They were talents that took a long time to blossom. Moreover, skilled mechanics were in far higher demand than skilled designers and makers since far fewer people chose to become mechanics. The number of people who chose this path was only a step about blacksmiths. The amount of knowledge required to learn was simply daunting.

All of the representative positions were filled now, but there were only four representatives. Class president and forging representative Tang Wulin, vice-president and designer representative Gu Yue, vice-president and mechanic representative Wu Siduo, and lastly, maker representative Luo Guixing. A total of four people occupied seven positions.

During lunch, Tang Wulin heard that the situation was similiar in the other grades. Those who managed to become the president or vice-president were usually equally as skilled in their professions, and more often than not, they held multiple positions. In fact, there was once a genius who was the designer, maker, and mechanic representative, as well as vice-president, holding four posts simultaneously. They eventually entered the inner court, so now only the Academy knew the height of his abilities.

With this matter settled, classes went into full swing.

Tang Wulin didn’t go to the Blacksmith’s Association in the afternoon. He didn’t lack in contribution points for now and had more than enough to feed himself. His current priority was to improve his cultivation and obtain his third soul ring. At that time, he could attempt to spirit refine again. There was an imbalance between his soul rank and blacksmith rank right now, so it was essential to balance them by improving his soul rank.

There was no shortcuts to increasing one’s soul power. All he could do was ceaselessly cultivate, and slowly grow.

Xu Xiaoyan followed his lead and immediately began meditating. She was on the brink of breaching rank 30 and obtaining her third soul ring. She could hardly contain her excitement at the thought of what sort of soul skill she would gain for day and night. Then there was also what her second spirit soul would be.

However, an uninvited guest appeared at the working student dormitory as they meditated.

“So I’m gonna live here from now on.” Yue Zhengyu plopped down onto the bed opposite of Yuanen’s.

Yuanen’s expression soured. “This is my room! Get out!”

Yue Zhengyu eyed him coldly. “Yours? This is the Academy’s, not yours! The Academy assigned me to this room, so we’re roommates now. We’re both second grade students you know. Or are you afraid I’ll discover your secret?”

“No. I just really hate you,” Yuanen said grimly.

Yue Zhengyu had just joined the second grade, yet he had been nitpicking in class the entire day. If not for his lack of experience, he probably would have challenged the class president for their position. However, the second grade’s class president was Yuanen, a highly respected working student.

Yuanen stood up and made for the door.

“Where are you going?” Yue Zhengyu asked.

“I’m going to request a room change,” Yuanen responded with ice in his voice. “I feel sick at the thought of sharing a room with you. You’re a bad influence on my cultivation.”

“You! If you think you’re so good, then spar with me.”

Yuanen refused to acknowledge him and left without another word.

Yue Zhengyu huffed as he stared at the door.

That guy!

He had to suppress his desire to battle with Yuanen since he refused his requests to spar every time, despite his provocations. He had thought that Yuanen would agree when provoked in front of their classmates since he was the class president, but he refused like always.

Just how thick is his skin!

However, the reality was that Yuanen’s status far surpassed Yue Zhengyu’s imagination. Every one of their classmates had looked at him with disdain as he tried to provoke Yuanen. Not a single one of them thought him a worthy opponent for their class president.

Afterward, he was completely ignored by Yuanen and his classmates.

This was also one of the reasons why Yue Zhengyu had wanted to become a working student. He had wanted a way to find the Fallen Angel girl in the beginning, but after asking around, he found out that there really was no red-haired girl among the working students.

With no other paths to explore, he could only go report his findings to the Academy. Yet the answer he received was still the same. They told him the Academy would handle it and as a student, his job was to study instead of chasing fruitless endeavors.

After becoming a working student, however, he became even more curious. He had heard the legend of the working students before, and though he was not worried about being admitted into the inner court, he wondered just what kind of people working students were. He wanted to find out for himself.

As for the matter of him becoming Yuanen’s roommate, that truly was arranged by the Academy. They were both second-grade students after all.

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