Spare Me, Great Lord!

Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations

The internet buzz on the implementation of Daoyuan class was massive. Although effective secrecy work was in place and people were bounded by contracts, “paper will never be able to contain fire”.

Many believed that it signified a beginning: The beginning where metahumans would take center stage in history. Perhaps, our descendants would refer to this as the beginning of the era of metahumans?

In the past, it was felt that even if metahumans did exist, it would be unthinkable to gather them together and conduct classes with them.

Lu Shu believed that within Daoyuan class, the lack of compliance with the black coat’s systematic training methods would only leave them with a lower probability of becoming a metahuman. Nonetheless, not everyone was promised an awakening.

Besides, not everyone could be sufficiently stimulated.

From the look of this situation, the black coats had seriously placed a high importance on the development of metahumans as if they were resources.

Sunset industries in the current era had already received a blow from the rise in internet usage. 5% of the shops in Guangzhou were forced to shut down where the rise of the internet had turned some businesses obsolete.

And at this moment, metahumans had appeared out of the blue in numbers approaching the millions. This made one pondered whether the birth of metahumans would add on to adversely affect the current social and industrial order.

Inevitably, such thoughts would definitely come to one’s mind. In fact, the move to establish the Daoyuan class might be one too big.

With 4 cities and 283 prefectures within the country, who knew how many Daoyuan classes were there? Not including the provinces, the students there were all transferred over to the prefectural areas for classes.

Lu Shu suddenly realized that for every Daoyuan class there were, a member of the black coat was selected to be the form teacher for that class. That being said, the size of the black coat organization must be huge.

Analyzing it further, it seemed logical if the government had pre-emptive knowledge of what was about to happen. Producing a grand plan which developed training methods for enhancing the student’s abilities and recruiting tens of thousands of men from the military definitely seemed plausible if they had prior knowledge of the metahuman incident.

It seems like the form teachers selected from the organization had similar thought-processes and discipline. Even if there were problematic individuals, the probability of problems arising would certainly be much smaller than from their own group of middle school students.

Once the black coat’s structure had taken shape, expanding their organization seemed like one of the best plans there was.

From the looks of it, before society was able to produce a genius metahuman with class B or higher ability, the government would already have everything under its control.

Lu Shu sighed as he thought of how it was definitely not a good idea to underestimate the power of a country’s calculations.

On the second day of school, students were released back to their original classes to attend cultural lessons. When asked about what the Daoyuan class had taught them, those students chose to remain quiet. They realized the severity and consequences if they were to leak any information since they had already signed an agreement with them.

Still, Lu Shu heard whispers in class, “I heard that Lu Shu’s aptitude is the best from the rear, other students mostly had tiers CDE and even Liu Li was tier B while Lu Shu was only tier F, and from the rumors, there were only 10+ tier F students amongst all the Daoyuan classes.”

“I heard that aptitude does not represent what someone can achieve in the future, but a tier F aptitude is really too low. He definitely barely made the cut for the class… …”

“Haha, so what if he had barely made the cut. In a few days, he would probably be back here; how awkward would that be.”

The thought of them not even qualifying for the Daoyuan class had never even crossed their mind. In the end, they had started to comment and discuss the other’s aptitude for abilities.

Since it was Lu Shu’s personal problem, he was clear as to what actually was the case. Although he was uncertain what his actual aptitude was, he knew that he was definitely not tier F.

As such, Lu Shu had already braced himself and did not take their discussions to heart.

And so he sent a message to the class’ group chat:

Rather be the tail of a phoenix than the head of a chicken

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Hi, chicken heads.

After seeing this message, confusion struck his classmates. What the hell is a chicken head?!

Only then did everyone realized that even if Lu Shu were to be placed last in the Daoyuan class, he would still always be the same Lu Shu he was before enrolling in the class… …

“From…”

Just this chat group of his had contributed 1000+ distress points to Lu Shu. Including the distress points from before, Lu Shu could now exchange them for 3 more celestial fruits…

The first and second stars had both been lit up by one celestial fruit.

Lighting up the third star required one whole celestial fruit.

Lighting up the fourth star required 2 celestial fruits.

And lighting up the Fifth star required 4 celestial fruits. He had consumed 2 celestial fruits and trained for a full 8-hour period in order to achieve the overall effects of 4 celestial fruits.

So currently, what was required to light up the 6th star? Did it require 8 celestial fruits? Believing it to be so, Lu Shu calculated that he needed at least half a month to light up all the 7 stars in the first nebula.

Lu Shu felt that his progress was rather slow. Little did he know, metahumans who wanted to obtain the strength of 8 grown adults like him had to put in a large amount of time and effort, and their endeavors couldn’t simply be measured just by fruits.

If anyone picked a fight with Lu Shu currently, he was sure that his punch could easily reach up to a few thousand pounds. Although uncertain of the specific speeds he could achieve, he felt that his senses and speed had already far surpassed the normal human limits.

Were the strength-type metahumans able to awaken as much strength as he had within him? Since Li Qi did not seem very powerful at all, Lu Shu was curious whether all strength-type metahumans at class F were only as good as Li Qi. If so, did that mean that ascending from class F would be a stroll in a park for Lu Shu?

Lu Shu felt that the Little Star lullaby was definitely unusual but how special it was exactly had to depend on the other metahumans.

Still, something was amiss. Did they not sign the contract of secrecy? How did the students find out about his aptitude? Someone must have snitched.

But of course, a mere contract would be unable to keep the confidentiality of the Daoyuan class’ activities. It was wise that the black coats had not taught them the way activate their abilities or else this information would have already been leaked out to the streets by now.

If the issue of maintaining the secrecy of the class’ activities was not managed properly, wouldn’t it continue to spread?

Students were still in heated debate, “Liu Li is tier B, his power in the future could be limitless. Please look out for us in the future.”

“Li Qingyu is not bad too, being C class, he is considered above average,” Liu Li replied humbly although he was secretly happy inside. As he turned around to comfort Ling Qi, “Ling Qi do not be disheartened, the form teacher had already said that cultivating your abilities does not depend on your aptitude for abilities. Persevere on and it will soon be your time to shine. Precious gold can never be buried anywhere it goes.”

Seated afar somewhere, Lu Shu heard those hypocritical comments. If Liu Li did not think much of the aptitude, why did he value his own so much?

“Haha, at least you 3 have a better aptitude compared to Lu Shu.”

Hearing that comment, a group of students dissolved into laughter.

How did bullying in schools come about? It was probably due to the isolation of an individual by a group. Releasing the inner demons from their hearts, youths had no scruples to make fun of others.

Lu Shu, however, felt that his aptitude could be of tier A…

At that instance, Xi Fei suddenly appeared at the class’ doorway, “Student Li Qingyu, please step outside.”