Entering Class D

At exactly 2:00 PM, Mu Tianchen arrived at the designated place at the designated time.

Although he had imagined the school's luxury in his mind, seeing it with his own eyes was still quite stunning.

The school was located on a man-made island. From a distance, the main gate and buildings leaned toward a European style, very imposing.

Walking inside, cherry blossom petals carpeted the road on both sides, giving one the feeling of being immersed in a sea of flowers. Upperclassmen's laughter and chatter could be seen and heard everywhere, the atmosphere brimming with youthful vitality.

Mu Tianchen headed to the nearby freshman registration desk, gave his name, and after the staff verified his information, they handed him a phone. The student ID seemed to be linked to the phone system, and the information on it appeared to be changeable.

He took it and looked over the contents of the student ID:

Name: Mu Tianchen

Gender: Male

Class: First Year Class D

Point Balance: 100,000

In the upper right corner was also a photo of Mu Tianchen.

Very basic information, but there was an extra "point balance." Thinking about it, the school had previously stated that all tuition and fees were waived, so perhaps this was equivalent to currency or something.

But if converted at a rate of one point to one yen, wouldn't spending it all in a month be too much? Or was this the living expenses for a semester? That would be more reasonable.

Carrying this doubt, Mu Tianchen left the registration area and followed his phone's directions to the door of the classroom marked "First Year Class D."

His seat was in the last row, in the corner—easy enough to find. Ignoring the classmates who were either making noise or staring at him as he entered, he walked straight to his seat and sat down.

After sitting, Mu Tianchen briefly observed the classroom. Five rows, six columns, thirty seats total. Based on the previous enrollment of 120 students, that meant four classes, and he was in Class D.

On his way here, he had passed by First Year Class B, so the four classes were likely named A, B, C, and D.

But was this just a simple class name? Back when he was in school in his home country, teachers would grade assignments using A, B, C, D to distinguish quality. Maybe this was the same...

If so, then his class was the worst one!

Mu Tianchen's judgment came largely from the fact that the classmates in this room clearly weren't the best sort.

If it weren't for needing to observe the classroom first, he wouldn't have bothered looking at them. When he passed Class B earlier, it was a bit noisy too, but that was normal for the first day. From outside their classroom, he heard friendly talk about making friends and greeting each other.

But at the door of Class D, it was clearly different. There was noise, sure, but the sounds coming out were obvious "dirty jokes," and he could hear their lecherous laughter from time to time. If this class was any good, that would be a miracle.

No comparison, no harm!

Fortunately, through his observation, the three sleazy guys loudly telling dirty jokes were seated far from him, so he wouldn't have to deal with them much.

However, the blond guy sitting next to Mu Tianchen also clearly wasn't a proper person—

Right now, he had his legs up on the desk, holding a mirror and grooming his "beautiful hair."

From time to time, he would mutter to the mirror things like, "How can there be such a beautiful man? Such a perfect existence?" completely ignoring the disdainful looks from the girls around him.

Although his physique was quite good—clearly the result of long-term training, with perfect muscles—and his face was passable, he was way too narcissistic. He didn't even care about his own image.

How could there be such a strange weirdo as a deskmate? Mu Tianchen couldn't help but complain internally.

"I'll just call him Beauty Bro," Mu Tianchen silently gave him a fitting nickname. Pretty appropriate, actually.

"Seen enough, this Boy?"

"...Huh? What's up, Beauty... no."

Suddenly, the blond guy next to him turned his head and spoke. Mu Tianchen didn't react in time and almost slipped up. But when Mu Tianchen was looking at him earlier, he seemed to be busy combing his hair the whole time. Did he have superpowers or something?

Though Mu Tianchen could indeed sense that he was unusual.

"Nothing. Looks like you've been conquered by my beauty too, hahaha!" After laughing, the blond guy turned away again, picked up his mirror, and started trimming his nails.

Mu Tianchen: "..."

After a while longer, a woman who looked like a teacher walked into the classroom.

As soon as she entered, she went straight to the podium and stood there.

Mu Tianchen followed the gazes of his classmates and saw the woman standing on the podium.

She wore a fairly formal black suit, had a long black braid, and looked relatively young. She was pretty, but gave off a very steady, strict impression that made her hard to approach.

Once the classroom quieted down, she began her self-introduction:

"My name is Chabashira Sae. From today on, I'll be your homeroom teacher, and I'll also be teaching your history class. This school doesn't change classes for three years. Barring any unexpected events, I'll be with you for three years. Nice to meet you.

Also, in two hours, the opening ceremony will be held in the school gymnasium. I'll now distribute materials about the basic rules of this school."

After Teacher Chazhu finished speaking, she called on a few students in the front row to hand out the materials that had been placed under the podium.

Mu Tianchen took the materials and looked them over. He had to admit, the school's treatment far exceeded his previous expectations.

The school covered an area of about 600,000 square meters, roughly equivalent to a small county back in his home country.

Not only that, besides guaranteeing basic study and living needs, the school was also equipped with facilities like KTV, a movie theater, a café, a clothing store, and an arcade. Students could relax and have fun in their spare time.

Additionally, each student was assigned an independent dormitory.

Although they couldn't leave for three years, with treatment this good, what difference was there from being outside?

Truly, money talks! Mu Tianchen couldn't help but sigh internally.

"By the way, the phones and student ID cards I handed out earlier are all linked to the school's S System. The points displayed on them are equivalent to yen—one point equals one yen.

The usage method is simple; it's all explained in the manual. Also, the school will distribute points to you every month. In this school, there's nothing that points can't buy!"

Teacher Chazhu, as if suddenly remembering something, explained the use of the student ID cards and phones.

As soon as she said this, most of the students in the classroom burst into commotion. They had been puzzled by the point balance displayed on their student IDs earlier, but now that they understood the reason, they couldn't help but marvel at the school's generosity.

After all, for a high school student, one hundred thousand points was already a massive sum. A normal high school student's monthly living expenses were only a few thousand, so this money was more than enough to buy some expensive items they'd always wanted but couldn't afford.

Mu Tianchen, however, wasn't particularly surprised. He had already speculated about something like this, and upon careful thought, there was a hint of something off.

There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and even if there were, it wouldn't happen to him. Mu Tianchen was self-aware enough to know that. Perhaps this was just the calm before the storm.

Still, Mu Tianchen was quite intrigued by Teacher Chazhu's last sentence: "In this school, there's nothing that points can't buy? Interesting!"

"Teacher, can we really use this many points? Isn't there some kind of catch or something?"

A male student sitting in the middle of the classroom raised his hand to ask. But thinking about it, suddenly being given so much was like winning the lottery—it was bound to make people suspicious.

Teacher Chazhu immediately dispelled his concerns.

"This school evaluates a person based on their ability. The school giving you this many points represents its recognition of your ability, so please feel free to use them without worry."

Teacher Chazhu's words left a bad feeling in Mu Tianchen's gut. What kind of teacher would encourage students to spend recklessly?

This was clearly a trap. She had also said that in this school, there was nothing points couldn't buy.

If someone used up all their points right away and then found themselves in a situation where they absolutely needed points but had none, wouldn't that be disastrous?

Moreover, although Teacher Chazhu had said points would be distributed every month, she hadn't specified the exact amount for the next month. This point also made Mu Tianchen uneasy.

"Do you have any more questions?" Teacher Chazhu scanned the classroom, looking for anyone else willing to raise their hand.

Mu Tianchen still had doubts, but he didn't want to bring them up now. Asking at this moment would draw too much attention, and he didn't want to leave a strong impression on his classmates right from the start.

After waiting a while and seeing no one raise their hand, Teacher Chazhu spoke: "Since there are no more questions, that's all for now. I wish you all a wonderful campus life, and don't forget to attend the entrance ceremony later."

With that, Teacher Chazhu left expressionlessly. As soon as she was gone, the students immediately burst into commotion again.

Most of them gathered in groups, planning where to go after school to buy luxury goods or which large venues to visit for entertainment. After all, they had points every month—why not treat themselves well?

Mu Tianchen found it boring to listen to, so he simply lay his head on the desk to rest. He had no intention of joining their discussions. It was better to save these points, and even better if he could earn more.

The manual also mentioned that students could transfer personal points to each other, which meant there had to be ways to earn points!

He had already thought of a few methods, but for now, the priority was to gather more information...