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The sun had yet to rise, but the Morent Academy was already bustling with people.
Among them, a man in a black hood hurried through the crowd when suddenly someone stopped him to greet, "Good morning, Senior Leslie."
"Good morning, Kino," he replied calmly.
As a well-known figure in the academy, countless people sought to connect with him, so he didn’t pay much attention to it.
The person before him was the younger brother of a friend, and after a friendly response, he continued on his way.
However, the next question from the boy made him pause.
The freckled youth curiously asked, "Hey, Senior, didn’t I just see you leave? How did you come back so quickly?"
"You must have mistaken someone else," Leslie replied lightly.
"That could be it—but Senior, you’re so busy! My friends have seen you in many places. You really work hard going to so many places..." Kino scratched his head and chuckled.
The person before him was his idol, a true legend born into an ordinary family in Morent, achieving his current status solely through his own efforts without any family support.
Thus, Leslie was also an idol for most common Spirit Masters at the academy.
Leslie's faint smile completely vanished as he strode away without looking back—indeed, it was not an illusion!
Ten minutes later, he arrived at a four-story building located in the northern part of the academy, which served as the office for student representatives.
Morent had a population of millions, with tens of thousands being Spirit Master students.
To better manage such a vast number of students, there existed organizations similar to the Aqua Star Student Council besides the academy's higher-ups.
Here, it was called the Morent Student Council, abbreviated as the Council.
The council consists of Nine Great Councilors and a Rotating Chairperson, each of whom is a prominent figure within the academy.
Elections for council members are not solely based on strength; possessing exceptional abilities in certain areas can also lead to becoming a councilor, thus wielding significant power over hundreds of thousands of Students.
Both the Chairperson and councilors are elected annually, and Leslie is one of the councilors, as well as a leading candidate for the next Chairperson position.
"I heard there's a secret plan to mass-produce Evolved Warriors at the academy. Have you heard about it?"
"Huh, could it be the Cloning Program that's been circulating in rumors? Wasn't it opposed by Lord Bean?"
"My uncle mentioned it casually before; you know he works at the Central Laboratory, so it can't be false."
"Oh, that does sound plausible. I wonder what method they’re using to replicate humans?"
"Who knows? Those brutish fellows are probably going to become test subjects again. Heh, a bunch of pitiful creatures..."
Bang!
Leslie entered without expression, causing the two inside to instantly fall silent, each greeting him respectfully.
"Good morning, Senior."
"Good morning, Councilor."
The two exchanged anxious glances, fearing they might be reprimanded by the other. However, Leslie completely ignored them and calmly walked into the meeting room, sitting down with his eyes closed in meditation.
They both sighed in relief, feeling that he was an absolute killing machine, even sensing a strong smell of blood.
It was hard not to worry because since the academy's founding, Students had clearly divided into two major factions—the Noble Faction and the Commoner Faction.
The Noble Faction refers to families that possess the Ultimate Form or have previously given birth to an Ultimate Form within their Extended Family. They carry an immense legacy and inherently exude a noble aura, looking down upon commoners.
Moreover, there are two prominent families that have birthed Disaster Beasts: the Glenos Family and the Charles Family.
On the other hand, the Commoner Faction consists of ordinary individuals who possess the Spirit Master aptitude.
The academy is open to all; anyone who meets the basic requirements can enter. Here, individuals can gather resources needed for their totem Evolution through work and study.
Especially for the common people on this island, upon reaching the age of one, they are granted a free opportunity to test their aptitude.
Once they pass, they will begin foundational learning as Spirit Masters, accumulating knowledge and experience for future totem cultivation.
This has led to a significant increase in the number of Spirit Masters, providing countless ordinary individuals with the chance to become Spirit Masters. As a result, nearly ninety percent of Spirit Masters come from common families.
Unfortunately, they lack the initial advantages of noble Students and must rely solely on their own efforts to earn resources. Consequently, the number of powerful individuals emerging from their ranks is still less than that of noble Students, who make up less than ten percent.
Leslie is one of the leading figures among common Student representatives and was among the first Spirit Masters to voluntarily undergo Evolved Warrior modifications. From the beginning, she harbored some animosity towards those born with a golden key.
Fortuitously yet unfortunately, two noble Students happen to be present, naturally feeling quite apprehensive towards her.
After a while, all Nine Great Councilors arrived, but Chairman Isaac was absent once again.
Leslie frowned slightly and said calmly, "Isaac is so undisciplined... Let's not wait for him any longer. Let's begin."
"This meeting will discuss the sudden emergence of numerous unknown wild Zerg on the northern deserted island, which has resulted in the deaths of two Spirit Masters. It has been calculated that after this incident, the island experienced a sudden overall tremor and sank by several centimeters, severely damaging its wild environment..."
A council staff member took out a stack of documents and began reciting them in a slow, mechanical tone.
The council holds a position in the academy second only to the Council itself, overseeing many matters related to Student learning, such as various assessment systems and even participating in trade pricing within the academy and selecting external trial locations.
The Council was where the higher-ups of the academy convened. After all, Morent Academy was established forcefully by the principal, and nearly all of the top families in Atlan had a stake in it, holding considerable influence.
It was somewhat akin to the shareholders of a corporation in his previous life, collectively sharing the economic benefits generated by the academy and its future prospects.
It was important to note that the Atlantis City-States Alliance was technologically ahead of the Two Great Empires by thirty years, while Morent Academy was fifty years ahead of Atlan!
Various technological derivatives could earn countless riches when brought to the outside world, which was the most significant reason for the participation of many top families.
After the meeting concluded, Leslie left the building with a stern expression.
With instincts far surpassing those of a beast, he sensed that there seemed to be some conspiracy targeting him, causing his mind to grow increasingly uneasy.
"Hey, Leslie! Long time no see. Want to grab a drink together?"
As he walked down the street, a familiar face approached him. He nodded and replied, "Sure."
Having completed numerous high-intensity tasks and participated in hunting down an infiltrating Tier Three Expert, he felt it was time to relax a bit.
"Let’s go! It’s on me. Order whatever you want," said Xiar, who had just approached him. He looked up slightly at Xiar and patted his shoulder, feigning nonchalance.
A little while later, they sat across from each other in a bar run by a student, with bottles of Morent's exclusive wine laid out on the table before them.
Xiar gently swirled his wine glass and casually remarked, "By the way, I saw you rushing east earlier. You didn’t even acknowledge me when I greeted you. Was there something urgent?"
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