Du Qinggang looked at the twenty students before him, both hands braced on the lectern.
"You should all know what Divine Marks are, right?"
"We do. Teacher Lin told us about them before."
The richest second-generation heir in the class spoke up.
Du Qinggang nodded. "All right, then tell me, what are Divine Marks?"
The rich heir stood up and said haughtily, "Divine Marks are a symbol of status. Only after you have a Divine Mark can you be considered a true Divine Power Master!"
Du Qinggang shook his head, seeming somewhat dissatisfied with the answer. "Anything else?"
The rich heir's gaze faltered.
Was there anything else?
"You've all been enrolled for a week already, and that's all you know about Divine Marks?"
Du Qinggang said, "I'm talking about what Divine Marks do, not what they symbolize."
"Since we have nothing else to do anyway, I'll explain in detail what Divine Marks are."
"You all know that everything in the world has qi. This qi is what others call Divine Power."
"Qi has many uses. The simplest and most straightforward is strengthening oneself."
"As long as you cultivate diligently, you can increase the qi in your body and grow stronger."
"But when two people have about the same amount of qi and are evenly matched, that's when Divine Marks come into play."
"The difference in strength between someone with only qi and someone with a Divine Mark is like the difference between heaven and earth."
"And a person can have up to seven Divine Marks."
"The first is white, the second is green, and the ones after that are blue, purple, gold, red, and black."
"Generally speaking, someone who can awaken three Divine Marks is already a very powerful Divine Power Master."
"As for how many Divine Marks you can awaken, that depends on your talent."
"Some people awaken their first Divine Mark and never manage to awaken a second one for the rest of their lives."
"Others start out with only one Divine Mark, but after hard training and a stroke of opportunity, they can awaken more."
"The reason I'm telling you what Divine Marks do again is to let you know that when you awaken your Divine Marks tonight, even if some of you can only awaken one at first, you mustn't lose heart."
"As long as you can tap into your potential, there's still a chance you'll awaken a second Divine Mark in the future."
"Then, Teacher Du, how many Divine Marks do you have?"
Du Qinggang paused, then waved a hand with an air of self-importance. "Not many. A mere five..."
"Uh... I can't stand how he's showing off."
"No matter how I look at him, this guy doesn't seem like a powerhouse with five Divine Marks."
"I think so too."
"Looking at that punchable expression, I kind of want to hit him."
"+1."
"Teacher Du, since you're the captain of the Divine Mark Association's third squad, you must have encountered lots of powerful opponents, right?"
"Teacher Du, you must have killed lots of monsters, right?"
"Yeah, tell us about them!"
Du Qinggang said in a low voice, "Since you're so eager to hear, I'll tell you about it. Rather than going too far back, let's talk about what happened in the Gloomy Swamp."
As they listened to Du Qinggang's lengthy account of countless bloody scenes, the students below all looked tense.
Seeing this, Du Qinggang sighed inwardly.
Alas... in the end, they're just a bunch of brats who still smell of milk.
They had all clamored to hear about it.
Now he had only mentioned a few things offhand, and they were already this frightened.
And this was just talk.
When monsters invaded in the future and it was their turn to take the field with real weapons, wouldn't they piss themselves on the spot?
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
A boy with delicate features caught his attention.
Of all the students in the class, only this boy had remained calm after hearing his account, his gaze showing not the slightest ripple.
Those eyes are so strange...
As far as he knew, the people who had eyes like that were usually powerhouses who had weathered countless storms.
But the next second, he dismissed it with a smile.
A brat who just enrolled, a powerhouse?
It sounded ridiculous.
Duan Ming was expressionless.
He believed that what had actually happened must have been bloodier than the man's description.
But over countless nights and in countless dreams, he had already grown numb to scenes like that.
Night fell, and the first- through fourth-year students of Jiangcheng City Divine Power School gathered on the sports field.
Every class had a designated spot.
Because the number of people who met the admission requirements varied from year to year, the number of classes in each grade also differed.
In Duan Ming's first year, only 130 people had met the admission requirements this year, and they had been divided into six classes.
The third year, on the other hand, had over 400 students divided into ten classes.
A teacher stood behind almost every class.
Du Qinggang stood behind Duan Ming's class, his hands clasped behind his back.
So many students, but I wonder how many can become true Divine Power Masters?
And how many can become top Divine Power Masters?
He knew full well that, with the demon race flourishing and monsters running rampant, whether humanity could protect its home depended on these young people.
He had already decided not to return to his squad for the time being. Instead, he would stay here for a while and teach them as many useful things as he could.
Although he didn't want to see the students he taught die one by one in the future,
if he didn't train each of them into a qualified Divine Power Master,
then the battlefield would undoubtedly be a giant meat grinder for them!
"Holy shit! Who farted? That stinks!"
"I think Teacher Du just came over for a moment and suddenly left."
"Fuck me... how can this guy be such a dog? He actually came over here just to fart!"
"What the fuck did he eat for lunch?! Urgh~"
"What? You want the recipe?"
Click-!
Suddenly, all the lights came together on a raised platform at the front.
An old man with a full head of silver hair stood on it, wearing a Zhongshan suit.
This man was none other than Li Zhengming, the principal of Jiangcheng City Divine Power School!
At a glance, he radiated an aura of noble righteousness.
Though he was over ninety, his body was still remarkably robust.
He might have looked like an old man, but his vitality was on par with a middle-aged man's.
At the school, he was more than just the principal; he was an idol!
Everyone knew that their principal had been a prominent figure in the Divine Mark Association back in the day.
"Enough talk. Let the Divine Mark awakening begin now."
It was extremely concise, without a single wasted word.
The old man knew full well that many of the new students below could hardly wait to awaken their Divine Marks.
If he were to ramble on at a time like this, it would be a bit much.
He might even get cursed out.
As soon as he spoke, the first-year students below began to grow excited.
"Rare to see the principal keep it short."
"Teacher Lin, you're back?"
The students of class one all turned to look at a young woman standing behind them.
The woman was around twenty-four or twenty-five, with first-rate looks and a very sexy figure. Her long, wine-red waves fell over a black bodycon skirt.
Her appearance immediately drew the attention of the male teachers from several nearby classes.