The Class Monitor Changed Hands

After Qin Ming was carried away, the medical staff prepared to carry Su Wuming away as well, but Lin Pangpang stopped them.

"He's fine. One chicken leg will do."

The moment he said that, everyone gave him strange looks.

Are you two really good brothers?

Does that sound like something a human being would say?

But what no one noticed was that when Lin Pangpang said the words "chicken leg," Su Wuming's body trembled slightly.

Lin Pangpang took out a packaged braised chicken leg from the backpack behind him.

He opened the package and used his ability on it—Blood Vitality Infusion.

A rich aroma soon drifted through the classroom. While Su Wuming had been absent, Lin Pangpang had experimented with his ability and discovered that normal meat could bring out its greatest effect.

Unlike the sausages from before, which were made of who knew what and had limited effects.

Even the students from the poorest families had eaten braised chicken legs before, but after being enhanced by Lin Pangpang's ability, the fragrance made quite a few of them swallow hard. Their gazes were drawn helplessly to the chicken leg, and they wanted nothing more than to take a huge bite out of it.

At that moment, Su Wuming's head suddenly appeared in front of Lin Pangpang. Looking closer, his body was still lying on the ground—only his neck had stretched absurdly long.

No one found this strange anymore. At this point, even if Su Wuming plucked out his nose hairs and started jumping rope with them, they would not have been surprised.

Ah~~~·

Su Wuming suddenly opened his mouth wide. With a single bite, the chicken leg in Lin Pangpang's hand vanished.

When they looked again, Su Wuming's neck had already retracted. He lay there rapidly chewing the food in his mouth, the crunching sound of bones being crushed ringing out before he quickly swallowed it whole.

A large bulge could be seen moving down his throat like a ball.

Quite a few students looked envious at the sight.

Now that was good teeth, a good stomach, and a hearty appetite.

Then, the next scene once again shattered everyone's understanding.

Just a few seconds after finishing the chicken leg, Su Wuming seemed like a completely different person as he instantly sprang to his feet.

"He recovered just like that?"

"Is his digestive system really that powerful?"

"Is his stomach full of sulfuric acid or something?!!!"

"..."

Su Wuming looked at the student who had mentioned sulfuric acid. It was Liu Chuang, who had awakened the same element as Li Wencai.

"Whether it's sulfuric acid or not, why don't I swallow you and let you find out?"

With that, Su Wuming suddenly activated his rubber ability and opened his mouth enormously wide, large enough to swallow a person whole in one bite.

"Ew~ There are scallion bits in there too. You had a chive pie this morning, didn't you? Close it already. The chive smell is way too strong."

Su Wuming was left speechless.

Who said that just now?

Was that really what you were focusing on? Was the important thing the chive pie? Shouldn't you be focused on my huge bloody mouth?

After being interrupted by that student's bizarre train of thought, Su Wuming lost the urge to scare Liu Chuang. Instead, he asked,

"Anyone else dissatisfied?"

The moment he said that, every student shook their heads obediently. After all, Li Wencai was still unconscious.

Seeing this, Su Wuming nodded in satisfaction before looking at Instructor Mo Lan.

"Instructor, do I qualify to take the assessment now?"

"There's no need for an assessment. You pass directly." Mo Lan immediately granted him a pass.

Surprisingly, everyone agreed with Instructor Mo Lan's decision this time.

You had already beaten the strongest fighter in the class flat. What was there left to assess?

This outcome was also within Su Wuming's expectations. This assessment had originally been meant to evaluate each person's cultivation and their use of their own abilities.

Su Wuming had already proven all of that through four battles.

Next, at Mo Lan's request, the others took their assessments one by one. From beginning to end, she never took out a notebook or pen to record anything, having absolute confidence in her memory.

In the end, forty people passed the assessment, including the four who had previously been knocked unconscious by Su Wuming.

Fifteen people were eliminated. They would later join the students from other classes who had also failed the screening to form new classes.

Of course, if any of them worked hard and passed the assessment again, they could still return here. But such cases were extremely rare.

And as he had wished, Su Wuming became the class monitor for practical cultivation class.

When Mo Lan announced the news, Qin Ming's face turned visibly livid, and he silently marked down this grudge.

He thought that Su Wuming had merely gotten lucky and raised his cultivation through a Second Awakening.

During future cultivation, without sufficient resources, Su Wuming would still be left behind by him once more.

Qin Ming never had to worry about cultivation resources. There were plenty of people like Su Wuming who suddenly rose to prominence, but in the end, did they not all lose to reality? Every day, they worried over cultivation resources before eventually choosing to attach themselves to powerful clans.

Meanwhile, Shi Potian led the students who had failed the assessment out of the experimental building.

For the following period, Mo Lan began formally teaching them.

Her lessons were extremely simple and direct: cultivation at noon, practical combat in the afternoon.

Practical combat was not just sparring. Mo Lan also explained combat techniques, how each person could use their own abilities, and the skills and experience involved in developing martial techniques.

All of it was inseparable from the methods of using the Dao Guidance Method.

They had only just awakened and were all at Black Iron Rank. Their combat strength lacked much technique, and their development of their own abilities was limited. Only upon reaching Silver Rank would they undergo a qualitative leap. By then, battles would become far more varied.

Of course, Food Type Spirit Martial Practitioners were not included in practical combat, but Mo Lan required them to undergo physical training while using their abilities quickly and proficiently. During high-intensity exercise, they had to be able to activate their abilities at will.

However, they were not allowed to use their abilities to restore their stamina during physical training.

There were five Food Type Spirit Martial Practitioners in Class One. Every one of them had imagined sitting to the side, eating snacks, and watching the other students train, but they had never expected this kind of treatment.

It was completely different from what they had imagined. Instead, they felt that they had even more training than the Combat Type students.

Who were they supposed to complain to about this?

Hadn't they said Food Type practitioners were pampered everywhere they went?

They had truly gotten that wrong. Although Food Type practitioners received ample protection on the battlefield,

they were often the enemy's primary targets for assassination.

Not to mention anything else—during a march, surely no one was going to be assigned specifically to carry them around.

On the battlefield, everyone had their own role. As Food Type support, they often had to keep up with their teammates at all times, providing them with sufficient support, healing, and recovery.

By doing this, Mo Lan was essentially helping them adapt to all of it in advance.

Lin Pangpang was devastated by this and immediately regretted giving the chicken leg to Su Wuming.

Look at the other four. Every one of them was well-proportioned. With his build, he would definitely be the first to collapse from exhaustion.

Su Wuming expressed his sympathy for exactly one second.