I Really Didn't Do It on Purpose

War Banner Masters were also support-class professions among the five major professions. They were publicly recognized as having little offensive capability, and were also the combat profession cultivated by the most subhumans.

Facing the mocking looks cast their way by the Superior Species class in the distance,

Fu Junlin lowered his head, clenched his fists, and silently followed the group back to the academic building.

Flying Cloud Vine Academy's academic building did not cover much ground, but it was tall—over two hundred meters high and nearly forty stories.

They had to build this way.

Because it was now the year 2296.

An era of biological mutation and energy control, as well as a post-apocalyptic age.

More than two hundred years ago,

the world had undergone a drastic upheaval.

Walls over two hundred meters high had suddenly risen from the ground, turning the entire Earth into an enormous maze.

These walls were incredibly sturdy. Humanity had been unable to determine what material they were made of, only that they divided the land into square Arena Zones.

They varied in size.

Within these Arena Zones, all living creatures mutated. Insects devoured one another, while wild beasts tore each other apart.

They continued mutating and reproducing in grotesque forms.

Humanity had been squeezed into less than five percent of the land, building fortress-like city-states and entering an age of hyper-concentrated living.

Take Flying Cloud City, where Fu Junlin now lived, for example.

Not a single building stood below one hundred meters.

Humanity had to make use of upper-level space.

Even transportation required flying cars and flying mechas.

The reason the limit was set at two hundred meters

was that Electromagnetic Interference Clouds and super-heavy-metal pollution zones had begun appearing throughout the world at that altitude.

Whether humans or things like mechas, anything that entered airspace above two hundred meters would crash and die within an extremely short time.

After taking the elevator back to the twenty-seventh floor,

they entered the classroom. Shi Hongyu walked up to the podium, unable to hide the smile on her face any longer.

"The results are out. Thanks to the joint efforts of every student who participated in the trial competition this time, Class Three has been saved!"

"Oh!!!~~~"

"Yeah!!~~"

Class Three instantly erupted. The students tossed their books into the air, and some even embraced each other and wept.

If Flying Cloud Vine Academy had cut them and sent them to low-tier universities, then all their years of effort would have been wasted.

Shi Hongyu shook her head with a bitter smile. After everyone had celebrated for a while, she tapped the desk and put on a stern expression.

"Today is the final day of the short term. You'll have three days off. After those three days, there will be two elective courses, so each of you needs to make your choice!

Class dismissed!"

With a wave of Shi Hongyu's hand, the students completely lost it. One after another, they gathered their books and rushed for the classroom door.

They could no longer wait to find their families and share their joy.

"Fu Junlin, come here."

Amid the chaos, Shi Hongyu did not forget to call out to Fu Junlin.

In truth, many of the students wanted to surround Fu Junlin and ask him all about it, but they were too eager to get home. Besides, the teacher had called for him, so they sensibly left first.

Fu Junlin followed Shi Hongyu into her private office.

"Sit."

After closing the door, Shi Hongyu casually walked to her chair and crossed her legs without the slightest concern for maintaining a ladylike image.

Her snow-white legs overlapped, carrying authority with a touch of wildness, and temptation hidden beneath that wildness.

Fu Junlin glanced at the sofa opposite her. If he sat down, his line of sight might be hard to control.

"I'd better stand, Teacher. I landed on my butt earlier, and it still hurts a little."

Fu Junlin made up an excuse.

"First, I need to praise you."

As Shi Hongyu spoke, she took a cigarette from the drawer beside her, lightly held it between her pearly teeth, lit it, and began smoking as naturally as could be.

The smoke drifted toward him with a fragrant scent, leaving Fu Junlin slightly dazed.

"But something was wrong with you in the Arena Zone just now."

Shi Hongyu looked up at Fu Junlin from the corner of her eye, making his scalp tingle. He nearly wanted to confess every bad thing he had ever done.

"I don't know either. Maybe I was too scared of dying. My head got hot at the time, and I just brought out my potential..."

Fu Junlin scratched his head and spoke innocently.

"Then why were you spouting nonsense?"

Shi Hongyu took another drag and asked doubtfully.

"Huh? I wasn't... I was probably so scared that I started babbling nonsense."

"Bullshit."

Shi Hongyu glared at him irritably.

Still, she felt that Fu Junlin definitely would not be able to say anything.

"Did you secretly study Mecha Master courses?"

Shi Hongyu asked doubtfully. Every Mecha Master, whether designing armor or firearms, had their own unique design methods, and most equipment could only be used by its creator.

Some powerful Mecha Masters even installed traps to prevent others from taking their mechas. If used improperly, a gun barrel exploding and self-destruction were perfectly normal.

Not just anyone could skillfully use another Mecha Master's equipment.

"I'm just close with Hua Zi. I've handled some of his weapons before." Fu Junlin shrugged.

"Why didn't I know you two were so close?"

Shi Hongyu narrowed her eyes at him and said.

"Uh..."

Just as Fu Junlin was trying to deal with his teacher,

Big Black spoke from inside his body.

"Your teacher seems to be sick."

"What do you mean, sick? You're sick! Our teacher smokes, drinks, kills monsters, and regularly fights other teachers. Her life is extremely routine!"

Fu Junlin reprimanded him.

"No, really. There's probably something wrong with her stomach. Get closer—I can't sense it clearly."

"You can even act as an X-ray?"

Though puzzled, Fu Junlin still instinctively moved a little closer to his teacher.

"This is an ability unlocked by my Gene Lock—Biological Vision. I can't even use it properly inside your body! So annoying!"

Big Black said impatiently.

Fu Junlin's hand, however, moved beyond his control... and pressed directly against Shi Hongyu's chest.

The air instantly froze.

Danger!!!

Fu Junlin felt as though the silence around him was enough for him to hear his own heartbeat.

Even the cigarette in Shi Hongyu's hand began trembling. Her eyes blinked dazedly as she slowly looked down at Fu Junlin's hand pressed against her chest.

She stared at Fu Junlin with a blank expression.

At that moment, she was not angry, but confused—extremely confused.

Had this bastard grown tired of living??

"Teacher, listen to my explanation..."

Fu Junlin swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice.

But Big Black said impatiently:

"Hey, I can't sense it clearly. Move your hand lower!"

As soon as he said that, Fu Junlin felt his hand move uncontrollably again.

I'm done for...

Fu Junlin felt that this was probably the last moment of his life.

He had not yet bought his mother a car.

He had not yet put his younger brother through college.

Sure enough, in the next instant, a palm expanded endlessly before his eyes and smacked straight into Fu Junlin's face.

Shi Hongyu gritted her silver teeth. One slap was not enough to vent her anger, so she viciously grabbed Fu Junlin by the ear.

"You little brat, you've got some nerve!~~"

Fu Junlin could feel half his face instantly swelling up.

"Teacher, I really didn't do it on purpose."

As he spoke, his hand once again moved beyond his control and pressed against Shi Hongyu's chest.

This time, both hands!

"Ah!!~~"

Fu Junlin's earth-shaking scream rang out through the office.

After that, the screams rose and fell continuously for a full three minutes.

Three minutes later, in the wrecked office, a disheveled Shi Hongyu sat atop the desk, still fuming as she smoked.

Fu Junlin, meanwhile, half-dead and trembling, raised a healing war banner.

Good thing he was a War Banner Master.

As long as it didn't kill him, he could heal himself back up.

"Hurry up and heal yourself. If I don't beat you until peach blossoms bloom for ten miles today, then I won't be surnamed Shi."

Shi Hongyu took a vicious drag from her cigarette and glared sideways at him, killing intent overflowing from her eyes.

"Teacher... you really misunderstood me."

Only after a long while did Fu Junlin manage to sit up. Before Shi Hongyu could strike again, he clutched his chest and said,

"I noticed that you've been infected by Secondary Energy!"

Fu Junlin said with difficulty.

Shi Hongyu, who had been about to strike again, froze. Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared at him. She suddenly tossed away the cigarette in her hand and grabbed Fu Junlin by the collar.

"You little pervert, how did you know!"

Only she herself knew about this. No one else did.