He wouldn't have to put in any effort or shoulder any responsibility.
All he had to do was sit comfortably in his office and approve the hunting team that wanted to register under his name. As it happened, that team was Youzui, last year's Freshman Competition champion. It hadn't been around long, but it had taken part in the school's winter hunt and seen the brutality of the Black Prison Battlefield. By any measure, it was a team worth trusting.
If Zheng Qing were a professor, he couldn't think of a single reason to refuse.
Unfortunately, he wasn't.
And Professor Montria was a stubborn man. His insistence on pursuing research into bloodline influence made that clear enough.
Sure enough, the professor frowned slightly at Jiang Yu's request and did not agree on the spot.
"It's not that I'm afraid of the trouble."
He sighed, then perhaps out of concern for Jiang Yu's feelings, explained, "I turned down the other teams for the same reason. The laboratory's project really has reached a critical stage. I need to coordinate communication between the Alliance, Danhaag, and the laboratory, find a suitable testing ground for our results, and finish some experimental details... Next week, or perhaps the week after, I may take some time off and have another professor cover your Magic Script Class..."
At that, the professor looked past Jiang Yu at Zheng Qing. "Student Zheng Qing should know that Monteria Laboratory's bloodline influence experiments have already produced substantial results. He also spent a semester in my laboratory. He knows how I conduct myself. I wouldn't hand my reputation over to someone else just to make things easier for myself."
The pressure fell back on the young scholarship student.
Zheng Qing groaned inwardly. His excitement from a few seconds ago had been like