I Really Didn't Do It on Purpose

War Banner Masters were also a support profession among the five major classes. They were publicly recognized as having little to no offensive capability, and they were also the combat profession most commonly cultivated by Subspecies.

Facing the various mocking looks cast their way by the Superior Species class not far away,

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

Flying Cloud Vine's teaching building did not cover much ground, but it was tall—over two hundred meters high, with nearly forty floors.

They had no choice but to build this way.

Because it was now the year 2296.

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

More than two hundred years ago,

the world underwent a drastic upheaval.

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

The material of these walls was incredibly sturdy. Humanity had no idea what they were made of, only that the walls divided the world into block after block of square Arena Zones.

They varied in size.

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

They continued mutating, reproducing in grotesque forms.

Humanity was squeezed into less than five percent of the land, where they established fortress-like city-states and entered an era of ultra-concentrated survival.

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

Not a single building there stood under a hundred meters tall.

Humanity had to make use of the upper levels of space.

Even transportation required flying cars and flying mechas.

The reason for the two-hundred-meter boundary

was that Electromagnetic Interference Clouds and zones of superheavy metal pollution had begun appearing throughout the world at an altitude of two hundred meters.

Whether human or mecha, anything entering airspace above two hundred meters would crash and perish in an extremely short time.

They took the elevator back to the twenty-seventh floor.

When 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 one another and cried.

If Flying Cloud Vine Academy had cut them and they had been sent to inferior universities, then all their efforts over the past few years would have been for nothing.

Shi Hongyu shook her head with a bitter smile. After letting them celebrate for a while, she tapped the desk and put on a stern expression.

"Today is the last day of the short term. You'll have three days off, and after those three days, there will be two elective courses. Make your choices carefully!

Class dismissed!"

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

They could not wait to find their families and share their joy.

"Fu Junlin, come here for a moment."

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

In truth, many of the students also wanted to crowd around Fu Junlin and question him properly. But they were all eager to get home, and their teacher had summoned him, so they sensibly left first.

Fu Junlin followed Shi Hongyu into her private office.

"Sit!"

After closing the door, Shi Hongyu casually walked over to her chair and crossed her legs in a manner utterly lacking in a beauty's dignity.

Her snow-white legs overlapped, carrying both authority and wildness, with a hint of seduction hidden beneath that wildness.

Fu Junlin looked at the sofa across from her. If he sat down, it seemed his line of sight would be rather difficult to control.

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

Fu Junlin made up an excuse.

"First, I need to commend you."

As Shi Hongyu spoke, she pulled a cigarette from a nearby drawer, lightly held it between her pearly teeth, lit it, and began puffing away as naturally as could be.

The smoke drifted toward him with a faint fragrance, making Fu Junlin feel slightly dizzy.

"But something was off about you in the Arena Zone just now."

Shi Hongyu glanced at Fu Junlin from the corner of her eye. Her gaze made his scalp tingle, and he nearly wanted to confess every bad thing he had ever done.

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

Fu Junlin scratched his head innocently.

"Then why were you spouting nonsense?"

Shi Hongyu took another drag and asked in confusion.

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

"Bullshit."

Shi Hongyu shot him an irritated glare.

Still, she felt that Fu Junlin was definitely not going to tell her anything useful.

"Have you secretly studied Mecha Master courses?"

Shi Hongyu asked doubtfully. Every Mecha Master, whether designing armor or firearms, had a unique design method of their own, and most mechas could only be used by their creators.

Some powerful Mecha Masters even installed traps to prevent their mechas from being stolen. If handled improperly, having the chamber explode and the mecha self-destruct was perfectly normal.

It was not as though just anyone could skillfully operate another Mecha Master's mecha.

"I'm 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.

"Uh..."

Just as Fu Junlin was trying to fend off his teacher,

Big Black spoke from inside his body.

"Your teacher seems to be sick."

"What do you mean, sick? You're the sick one! Our teacher smokes, drinks, fights monsters, and regularly fights other teachers. Her lifestyle is extremely disciplined!"

Fu Junlin scolded it.

"No, really. There seems to be something wrong with her stomach. Get closer. I can't sense it clearly."

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

Although 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.

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

The air instantly froze.

Danger!!!

Fu Junlin felt that the surroundings had become so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

Even the cigarette in Shi Hongyu's hand began trembling. Her eyes blinked dazedly, then slowly lowered toward Fu Junlin's hand pressed against her chest.

She stared at Fu Junlin with a completely bewildered expression.

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

Was this bastard tired of living??

"Teacher, listen to my explanation..."

Fu Junlin swallowed hard and spoke in a trembling voice.

But Big Black said impatiently:

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

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

It was over...

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

He had not yet bought his mother a car.

He had not yet supported his younger brother through university.

Sure enough, in the next instant, a palm rapidly enlarged before his eyes and smacked straight across Fu Junlin's face.

Shi Hongyu clenched 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 from the office.

After that, the screams rose and fell one after another, continuing for a full three minutes.

Three minutes later, in the wrecked office, the disheveled Shi Hongyu sat on the desk, still furious as she smoked.

Fu Junlin, meanwhile, half-dead and trembling, raised a Healing Battle Flag.

Luckily, he was a War Banner Master.

As long as it didn't kill me, I could heal myself back up.

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

Shi Hongyu took a fierce drag of her cigarette and glared at him with beautiful eyes full of murderous intent.

"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 sensed that you have a Secondary Energy Infection!"

Fu Junlin spoke with difficulty.

Shi Hongyu, who had been about to attack again, froze. Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared at him, then she suddenly threw away her cigarette and seized Fu Junlin by the collar.

"You little pervert, how did you know!"

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