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The Fourth Academy truly lives up to its reputation; even the registration office occupies a large space. It is a twenty-story office building, but the situation inside made Lin Zhi smile wryly.
The registration office took up several large halls, and upon entering, Lin did not see a single student. Three or four teachers were sitting in chairs, laughing.
It was indeed deserted, which made it clear just how few students there were at the Fourth Academy.
Thinking about that was pointless; Lin Ye could only drag Dream Source to the teachers and watched as they snacked and chatted, feeling a bit exasperated.
These teachers were quite engrossed in their own conversations, ignoring Lin completely as if he wasn't even there.
Looking around, there was only one young female teacher sitting upright, her head down as she organized materials. She looked like a proper teacher.
Naturally, Lin chose this teacher; the others probably wouldn't help him properly. This one seemed much more reliable.
At the same time, Lin Xin couldn't help but marvel: the principal must be quite wealthy to support such a group of lazy teachers. It seemed there were more teachers than students at this school.
Approaching the young teacher, Lin cleared his throat and said, "Teacher, I want to register."
"This is the Special registration office; we don't handle registrations for regular students..."
The female teacher did not look up, pushed her Glasses up, and continued organizing her materials, writing and drawing with great focus.
" Teacher Passionfruit, just go ahead and input this student's information. After all, your Special registration office doesn't have much work anyway. Plus, you're new here; you should be proactive so that the principal can give you a raise," interrupted another teacher nearby.
Before the female teacher could finish her sentence, she was cut off by her colleague. It seemed those teachers not only slacked off but also bullied newcomers.
With that, the female teacher merely sighed but didn’t say much more. She could only lift her head to look at Lin and casually asked, "What’s your name and notification information..."
Lin seemed to have not heard, merely frowning as he looked at the few teachers chatting. From the moment he entered the campus until now, his impression of the Fourth Academy was extremely poor.
This school was even more terrifying than rumored; it truly only had a glamorous exterior, while the quality of the faculty was abysmal. What could this group of incompetent teachers possibly teach their students?
With countless thoughts swirling in his mind, Lin felt a bit regretful. While he was lost in thought, the female teacher continued calling out, "Student, student..."
Dream Source, who was behind him, discreetly tugged at Lin, bringing him back to reality. He raised his head and happened to make eye contact with the female teacher.
Upon seeing her clearly, Lin raised an eyebrow. The female teacher appeared very young, only a few years older than him, likely just graduated from college. She was also quite beautiful, comparable to Dream Source.
Most importantly, this female teacher belonged to the rare Flower Clan. Members of this race looked very similar to humans but had exceptionally smooth skin and nearly perfect features—either handsome men or beautiful women. They all carried a faint floral fragrance due to their sweat glands secreting a fluid similar to floral scents.
The hall was slightly warm, so the Flower Clan teacher smelled particularly fragrant. Lin Qing lightly twitched his nose and felt his heart race twice.
This feeling was quite strange; after living for so many years, he had never experienced anything like it—his heart racing!
It was different from how he felt when he saw Dream Source. Even though he was so close to Dream Source, he had never felt this way before. It was as if a seed was slowly sprouting in his heart, creating a ticklish sensation deep within.
"You are... Lin?"
The female teacher's bright eyes sparkled as she saw Lin. Her lips curled up into a smile that radiated joy, giving Lin a refreshing feeling.
Her smile was so beautiful.
After being stunned for a moment, Lin finally reacted and awkwardly rubbed his nose, saying, "I am Lin, teacher. How do you know me?"
"I am your life mentor, responsible for your living issues at the academy. By the way, my name is Passionfruit, but you can call me Teacher Xiangxiang."
"Hello, Teacher Baixiang..."
Before Lin could say anything more, Passionfruit stood up and looked at Dream Source behind him, smiling, "You must be Dream Source, right? I've seen your profiles. We were just waiting for you. Alright, we can go now."
"Go?"
Lin and Mengyuan were still trying to figure out what was happening when Passionfruit led them out of the hall. Before leaving, Passionfruit made sure to bid farewell to the "seniors," her beaming smile showing a hint of pride, suggesting she had also had enough of the teachers' pressures.
After getting Lin and Mengyuan into her Flying Car, Passionfruit began to explain.
It turned out that Lin, as a seed player of this year's Fourth Academy cohort, was highly valued by the academy. They specifically recruited a series of new mentors for him, and Passionfruit was one of them.
As part of the Fourth Academy's Elite Class, Lin and Mengyuan's treatment was simply unimaginable. They had their own independent classes, rest areas, classrooms, and teaching equipment.
The dean had invested heavily in Lin; not only did he establish a culinary department for him, but he also set up Advanced dormitories and provided him with a dedicated vehicle. Upon enrollment, he was even given a "scholarship" of one million.
"Cough cough cough..."
Hearing about these benefits left Lin in a daze; he truly didn't know if he was here to study or to enjoy life.
"Of course, Lin and Dream Source, our Elite Class's privileges are not solely due to you. You have another classmate with a very noble status whose level of treatment is even higher than yours. So you need to get along well with him..."
Listening to Passionfruit's words, Lin furrowed his brows and asked, "So, there are actually only three of us in the Elite Class?"
"Yes, from now on I only need to be responsible for the three of you. It will be easy for me as long as you don't cause any trouble."
Passionfruit let out a light sigh of relief. She was quite happy about this arrangement; she only needed to do very little work to earn a salary that ordinary warriors could only dream of. Such a job, aside from the principal, probably no one else could offer.
"Three people..."
Lin felt a line of black threads appear above his head. There were only three people in the entire class. Aside from the emphasis on importance, it was likely due to the small number of students.
"Baixiang Teacher, may I ask how many students our academy has?"
"Well... this year we have over three hundred applicants, but as for how many actually reported, that's uncertain. In previous years, there were fewer than three hundred students. Our school probably has around a thousand students."
"A thousand students at Warrior Academy? I think this might be the academy with the fewest students in Wuyuan Star..."
Lin's expression grew increasingly grim as he finally understood the position of Fourth Academy in Wuyuan Star.
"Haha, that's true! If it weren't for the principal's wealth, our academy might have been at the bottom of First Academy! Haha..."
Hearing Passionfruit's naive laughter, Lin rubbed his forehead. How did this female teacher manage to get hired as a life mentor?
Could she really guide him well in life?
Life always seems so unpredictable and helpless...
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