Soft white light shone down, and the students stared in disbelief at Lancelot, who was discussing the course content with Professor Sugela.
Is this the champion of the Joint Entrance Examination?
She's good at fighting, and her learning ability is so strong too?
They're leaving ordinary people like us no way to survive.
Some students felt deeply saddened, but many others quickly calmed down.
When someone surpasses you by even a little bit, you might feel jealous and have other thoughts.
But when this person leaves you in the dust, you're likely left with nothing but trust, or even fanatical worship.
Lancelot is showing this trend now, especially among first-year students. As long as he can maintain his extraordinary rate of progress and overwhelming combat power, he won't need to call on anyone; he'll gain a huge following, and many Student Council will automatically gather around him. This is the power of fame.
Time passed quickly, and half an hour later, get out of class was over.
Sugela ended his conversation with Lancelot, seemingly still wanting more.
Students like teachers who teach well.
Similarly, teachers prefer bright students, and teaching such students is a pleasure for teachers.
Sugela was feeling this way; he hadn't encountered a student like Lancelot in a long time—so quick-witted and so gifted in genetics.
So after announcing his dismissal, Sugela deliberately kept Lancelot behind and offered him his contact number.
"If you have any questions about genetic engineering in the future, feel free to ask me. Although I'm not a famous scientist, I still receive a national level 13 stipend, so I'm more than capable of teaching you," Sugela said with a smile.
"A level 13 stipend?" Lancelot was taken aback. He really hadn't expected that this old professor could actually receive a level 13 stipend.
It's important to know that the Alliance categorizes scientists and scholars into 20 levels.
Reaching level 13 signifies a status comparable to Legendary Transcendent.
Could this have been arranged by Director Steel Tiger again?
The thought involuntarily popped into Lancelot's mind. Looking at Sugela before him, he tentatively asked, "With your high stipend, why are you teaching basic courses?"
Upon hearing this, Sugela frowned and said, "I don't know either. In previous years, I taught 4th and 5th grade students, but this year, for some reason, the academic affairs office changed the 4th grade to the 1st grade."
"However, I think this is a good thing. In the field of science, a solid foundation is extremely important. Only with a sufficiently solid foundation can one achieve even greater success."
"Perhaps, the academy's higher-ups are thinking the same thing!"
Teacher Sugela seemed to be deep in thought.
Seeing this, Lancelot's lips twitched slightly. He was now quite certain that the fact that this old professor, who could receive a level 13 national stipend, was coming to teach him was definitely arranged by someone, and Director Steel Tiger was the most likely candidate.
"Sure enough, showing off your talent and sweeping all the way is the best path to development. As long as you have enough talent, there will definitely be big shots investing heavily. Playing the fool and pretending to be weak is just asking for trouble. It's just a case of paranoia..." Lancelot muttered to himself.
After exchanging contact information, Lancelot and Professor Sugela said goodbye and took the hover platform home.
Christine had prepared a sumptuous lunch, and after a hearty meal, Lancelot continued teaching without stopping; he had four more classes that afternoon.
Time passed slowly, and before we knew it, it was already 7 p. m.
Lancelot, who had just returned from class, was enjoying Christine's massage when his wrist communicator suddenly vibrated.
The projector was turned on, Raquel's face appeared in mid-air.
"Boss, someone's causing trouble," Raquel said anxiously.
"Calm down, speak slowly." Lancelot sat up straight, his expression perfectly calm.
From the moment he got involved in the private credit exchange business, he was prepared for friction with others.
Underground transactions are difficult to conduct, let alone the highly profitable exchange of academic credits.
The only thing Lancelot hadn't expected was that only two days had passed, and someone was already so eager to cause trouble?
Surely my reputation isn't that bad?
Or perhaps, Raquel went too far? Or is there some other reason?
Many thoughts swirled in his mind, but Lancelot showed no sign of it on his face, like a seasoned ruler who remained unmoved by wind and rain.
This calm atmosphere quickly soothed the initially flustered Raquel, who held his boss in even higher regard and felt even greater awe for him.
Not everyone can remain calm when faced with trouble.
"Hey boss, just now, one of my recruits was shut down by the Student Council's Inspection Office, resulting in a loss of 212 credits."
"Most importantly, my downline revealed some of your identity, but the other party still ignored it and showed no mercy."
Raquel briefly recounted the trouble that had transpired.
Lancelot narrowed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, and asked, "Who is in charge of the Inspection Office?"
Raquel quickly replied, "The Student Council's Inspection Office is mainly headed by five senior officers, each reporting to one of the three vice presidents. The Student Council member who took action against our business is subordinate to Fanxite Luoni, and he is also a member of the Innovation Department..."
At this point, Raquel glanced discreetly at Lancelot, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Normally, the ones causing trouble for Lancelot should be the Sublimation Department, or other departments.
Surprisingly, the Innovation Department was the first to launch an attack; no one would believe it unless there was some other reason behind it.