Class One? Class Five?

Donghai Academy.

As an enormous academy, it also had both a middle academy and a higher academy. Liu Yuxin, standing before him, was a first-year student in the higher academy.

Naturally, the gap between the two academies was worlds apart.

For the middle academy, one only needed a recommendation letter from a junior academy in a nearby city to enroll successfully. There was no tuition fee, and it fell within the scope of compulsory education, so it had a huge number of students.

Meanwhile, the higher academy had only about one-tenth as many students as the middle academy. Only students of the higher academy were considered the academy's true elite.

"That's the Academic Affairs Office over there. Go register. Your middle academy dormitory is behind the teaching building. If you need anything in the future, come find me at the higher academy. I'm in Class One, Year One."

Liu Yuxin pointed at a building not far away and spoke with a smile.

"Alright, thank you, Senior Sister."

Tang Wulin replied with a faint smile.

As he spoke, he quickly headed toward the Academic Affairs Office. Yet in the next moment, he could not help but pause in slight surprise.

[Current Location: Donghai Academy]

[Congratulations, you have obtained: 10,000,000 Federation Credits]

[...]

"Looks like becoming a billionaire is just around the corner."

Feeling his wealth double once again, Tang Wulin could not help but chuckle and sigh.

He had only just arrived in Eastsea City and had already received such a huge gift. How embarrassing...

Compared to the Tang Wulin from the original story, who lacked money to buy even low-grade heavenly treasures, the contrast could not have been sharper.

The system really was as reliable as ever!

"Student..."

"Your class is Class One, Year One, and your dormitory number is 134."

With Red Mountain Academy's recommendation letter and his own tiny bit of talent, he completed the enrollment procedures with ease. If there was anything unsatisfactory, it was his class assignment and dormitory.

"Class One, Year One?"

"If I enter this class, I won't get to know Teacher Wu Zhangkong. No, absolutely not..."

Tang Wulin walked out of the Academic Affairs Office and headed toward the dormitory building, thinking to himself.

Wu Zhangkong, the guide of the protagonist group and an icy male god, had undoubtedly been one of Tang Wulin's childhood idols. He was also the strongest teacher in all of Donghai Academy, a Two-Word Battle Armor Master.

At this point in the timeline, Wu Zhangkong had been demoted to teaching Class Five, Year One of the middle academy—the weakest class in the entire academy—because he had refused to obey the academy leadership's arrangements.

"If I don't go to Class Five..."

"Then there's no point at all."

Tang Wulin could not help muttering.

Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, Xie Xie, Xiaoyan, Wu Zhangkong...

No matter who was missing, the Eastsea protagonist group would be incomplete. That absolutely could not happen.

"I remember..."

"Xie Xie's dormitory should be Room 205, right..."

Very soon, a glint suddenly flashed in Tang Wulin's eyes as he pondered aloud.

Dormitory 205.

Tang Wulin arrived at the door with a smile on his face and pushed it open without the slightest hesitation.

The moment he entered, he looked around. There were two bunk beds in the dormitory, enough to accommodate four people.

Two rectangular tables, four chairs, two cabinets, and a ceiling light—that was everything in the dormitory.

Before Tang Wulin arrived, two roommates had already gotten there and settled their sleeping spaces on the lower bunks.

"My name is Tang Wulin. I'm new here."

Tang Wulin walked over and spoke to the two people before him.

"My name is Yun Xiao."

A frail boy spoke up.

"Zhou Changxi."

The other roommate was rather plump. He glanced at Tang Wulin and spoke bluntly.

"New guy, go clean the room first."

"I don't feel like moving."

Zhou Changxi lay on the bed and casually looked in Tang Wulin's direction, speaking in an even tone.

Yet the eyes carrying the words "kindness" held no room whatsoever for refusal. He might as well have had coercion written across his face.

After saying that, he pointed toward the broom and mop in the distance, signaling that it was time for Tang Wulin to get to work.

"Zhou Changxi, that's not right..."

Yun Xiao frowned at the sight before him.

Who are you trying to fool?

"Mind your own business. Seeing that kid's face just pisses me off!"

"We'll be staying in the same dormitory from now on. Give him a show of force, and all the chores will be his. He looks easy to bully. If we don't bully someone like him, then who should we bully?"

Zhou Changxi merely snorted coldly.

"Be careful, or you'll get what's coming to you."

Yun Xiao snorted.

"Are you talking to me?"

At last, Tang Wulin, who had been standing beside them for a while, spoke. He looked calmly toward Zhou Changxi.

"What?"

"If not you, then me?"

"Hurry up and get to work. Otherwise, heh heh heh, I see you don't know how formidable the boss of Blue Silver Academy is."

Zhou Changxi raised an eyebrow and spoke fiercely.

As he spoke, he released his Martial Soul, the Mighty White Ape. At the same time, a white Soul Ring slowly emerged beneath him, revealing the strength of a level-twelve Power Attack Department Soul Master.

"..."

"You've chosen a narrow road."

Tang Wulin sighed with slight helplessness and spoke softly.

"What do you mea—"

Zhou Changxi had just started to say something when Tang Wulin casually summoned a Blue Silver Emperor. With a flash in his eyes, it shot toward Zhou Changxi.

"Ah—"

Amid Yun Xiao's cry of alarm, the foremost Blue Silver Grass stopped just a tiny distance in front of Zhou Changxi's neck. More importantly...

This strand of Blue Silver Grass was sharp.

After gradually gaining control over his Martial Soul, Tang Wulin could freely alter the sharpness and even the shape of his Blue Silver Grass. Condensing it into a weapon was effortless.

If it had been even slightly closer, Zhou Changxi, that arrogant brat, would likely have been dead.

"Huff... Huff..."

Even Yun Xiao was too shocked to speak, much less Zhou Changxi, the person directly involved. He subconsciously swallowed and did not dare move at all.

At a time like this, no matter how bold he was, he did not dare act arrogant in the slightest, much less provoke Tang Wulin.

Though he did not know Tang Wulin's strength, he could clearly sense the powerful aura coming from that Blue Silver Grass. Compared to his own ability, it was like the bright moon beside a firefly.

"If there's a next time..."

"I can't guarantee whether it'll pierce through."

Tang Wulin gave him an indifferent glance, as though he were looking at something utterly insignificant.

As he spoke, he casually recalled the Blue Silver Emperor, then flipped Zhou Changxi's bedding aside and replaced it with his own belongings.

"..."

Zhou Changxi scratched his head in confusion. In the end, he decided that he had seen nothing and knew nothing.

What lower bunk he had originally occupied, what Tang Wulin had stolen his spot—he knew absolutely nothing about any of that.

"By the way."

"I'm the boss of this dormitory. No objections, right?"

Tang Wulin quickly finished arranging his bed, then looked toward Zhou Changxi and spoke.

"No."

"How could I possibly have any objections?!"

Restless and uneasy, Zhou Changxi hurriedly shook his head. He looked at Tang Wulin with utmost seriousness as he answered.

Whoever refused to let Tang Wulin be the boss, he would be the first to object!

Xie Xie: I don't dare anymore. Not one bit.