In Broad Daylight

"Mmm... ha..."

Yawning, unable to resist meditating all night, Bai Mo felt a bit sleepy. He could barely hear what the International Language teacher was rambling about.

Looking at the book in front of him, it increasingly resembled a pillow.

He secretly decided not to do this again. As he stood next to his International Language teacher's stern face, he rested his head on the pillow.

School life was quite uneventful. Bai Mo hadn't encountered any strange incidents, nor did he plan to participate in any thrilling activities.

Like demons and the City Demon Hunting Squad. Of course, Modu was not Bocheng, and the City Demon Hunting Squad required proof of being a senior hunter. He couldn't join now.

He calmly attended classes every day, cultivated, sunbathed by the sea, attended anime conventions and concerts, bickered with his family, resolutely defended his legal rights to eat, drink, and have fun, and incidentally used his cultivation progress to stimulate them.

When bored, he would exchange pleasantries with classmates, always maintaining his control over star particles one step ahead of the second place, and then, while sighing about the leisurely holiday life.

He'd show off a bit, then spend the rest of his time training his Mental Power.

What a dull, boring, ordinary life for a high school magic student.

The only difference between Magic High School and an ordinary middle school was that, in addition to studying politics, history, geography, International Language, and mathematics, mage apprentices also had to learn more about demons.

As for Chinese language? A basic understanding was enough. For the nation, every mage was a valuable force against demons; they shouldn't be involved in literary endeavors.

Bai Mo didn't think these courses were unimportant; he just approached his studies with the mindset of aiming for a passing grade.

Modu Plain was not short of wind, nor was it short of rain.

But for the people living there, who were accustomed to its climate, none of this mattered.

The time spent in wind and rain was always brief, but sometimes, when Bai Mo's way home was blocked by this wind and rain, he envied the Water Magicians.

Strolling in the rain without an umbrella, how carefree!

Similarly, during the past cold winter, he would envy the Ice Magicians and Fire Magicians who were not afraid of the cold.

And during this hot summer, standing on the sports field waiting for the annual assessment to begin, Bai Mo looked at a few classmates in his class who were cool and refreshed, not a drop of sweat on them.

He felt this emotion once again.

His yearning for magic accumulated quietly through every ordinary day and night of wind and rain.

In the nearly year that had passed, Bai Mo felt that his life, apart from a change in identity and the daily need to cultivate, hadn't changed much.

Even though he was the next one to go on stage to demonstrate his magic cultivation results for the academic year.

And at this moment, on stage, a classmate from their class was being tested for his cultivation.

Perhaps because he was an extra, Bai Mo couldn't remember his name.

He placed his hands on the Star Sense Stone, which immediately lit up with a strong glow.

Based on the intensity of this light, the three Grade 2 homeroom teachers, temporarily invited as judges, gave their evaluations:

"A, A, B."

Due to a secret unknown to anyone during last year's freshman awakening ceremony, the cultivation progress of all students in Class 1 Grade 1 was outstanding.

The overall evaluation was not lower than B, and among all Grade 1 classes, only Class 2 Grade 1 could match them.

"Next, magic release."

This extra student was a relatively rare Fire Magician. Having already mastered the Elementary Level fire magic, Fire Seed, he took a deep breath upon hearing this.

Facing the puppet teacher, an examiner, he began to sketch his fire-element Star Orbit.

It was evident that he was a bit nervous doing this in front of a crowd for the first time.

However, when he thought about how his idol could play basketball in public wearing overalls.

This nervousness no longer hindered his already slow magic sketching.

After all, he had been practicing releasing magic for two and a half weeks!

After about two minutes, a brilliant scarlet Star Orbit finally traced across beside him.

"Fire Seed - Burn!"

With his shout, scarlet flames condensed in his palm. He flung the flames out, hitting the puppet teacher.

The puppet was quickly ignited and, after a few breaths, turned into a pile of charcoal.

"B, B, B!"

The three examiners' faces were expressionless, their eyes devoid of emotion. They directly gave their evaluations and then called the next candidate to the stage.

"Bai Mo."

Hearing his name, Bai Mo ended his contemplation.

He took out a plastic bag. It was his turn to show off!

He had been thinking just now about how to shock the judges in this assessment.

After all, this was Modu. Talents, real or fake, were not as common as dogs, but there were still quite a few. It was much harder to shock them than for Bocheng's Mo Fan to release a Fire Seed and burn a puppet.

However, Bai Mo was confident. He was going to show a little skill.

And complete the achievement of shocking his parents! He never went back on his word.

This past year, he hadn't been cultivating for nothing!

"Greetings, teachers. I am Bai Mo."

Standing before the Star Sense Stone, he greeted the three judges, much like an idol trainee about to debut.

"Begin," the judging teachers said, following the usual procedure without any hint of camaraderie.

Nodding, Bai Mo placed his hands on the Star Sense Stone and infused it with magic energy. The stone immediately emitted a dazzling white light, like a giant light bulb.

The Star Sense Stone was bright, and the eyes of the judging teachers were also bright, and they gave their evaluation.

"S+, S+, S+"

"Next, magic release."

Nodding again, Bai Mo stood calmly ten meters in front of a brand-new puppet.

Without any warning, and without any discernible movement.

As he raised and extended his palm, his eyes shone with a brilliant silver light, and a similarly mysterious and spectacular Silver Star Orbit streaked across space.

The speed at which this magic was cast stunned even the judging teachers, who were unsure if it had taken one second or two.

In short, it was fast!

"Mind Control!"

Bai Mo's sharp command in the arena drew their attention back to him.

They saw Bai Mo clench his outstretched palm, aiming at the puppet ten meters away.

"Void Claw!"

Invisible ripples spread through the air, and the puppet seemed to be squeezed by some force. In just a breath, it cracked into pieces!

Then the pieces shattered further, eventually turning into a pile of sawdust.

"This..." The three judging teachers exchanged glances, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

They hadn't expected this classmate to not only have outstanding cultivation but also such proficient casting and control of magic.

He was already on par with some of the elite hunters in the city.

Keep in mind, this was the Space Element, and at the Elementary Level, its cultivation difficulty was not comparable to ordinary elemental systems.

"S+, S+, S+"

After giving their evaluations, they took a closer look at this student.

Decided to go back and inquire.

At the same time, he thought to himself: "I'll have something to brag about to my friends when I get back."

The same thought flashed through the minds of the classmates and teachers around who were observing the exam situation.

However, most classmates immediately told their friends who hadn't noticed this side.

"Qianqian, look, that handsome guy from Class One got Double S, and it's the rare Space Element too. So cool."

Qianqian looked speechlessly at her infatuated sister, wiped away the tears streaming from the corner of her mouth, and continued to stare blankly at the Double S handsome guy Qingqing was talking about.

Turning his head and looking around, Bai Mo was very satisfied with his performance.

There was just one thing he didn't quite understand: why was his plan to crush all the students in the school always so smooth?

Among so many students, wasn't there a single genius who wanted to step on him to fame? Wasn't there anyone outstanding who could overshadow him?

There was no challenge at all. He had wanted to surpass someone and then say, "Those I surpass can only watch my back. I'll give you time to catch up until you disappear."

How interesting that would be!

Unfortunately, there wasn't.

MacArthur couldn't even be bothered to give a thumbs up.

Always easily getting first place, Bai Mo considered this the worst batch of students he had encountered.

Bai Mo had already successfully forgotten the fact that he was a genius, usually pretending to be just an ordinary person.

And it was normal for an ordinary him to occasionally put in effort, right?

Wouldn't that create the image of a "king of exams"?

At that time, someone would surely think that their perception of him always playing around whenever he had free time was wrong.

"That guy has always been very hardworking. Look, he's first in the grade."

"This is the proof."

Then, when he truly told them about his leisure time, it should be quite amusing.