The People's God: Sacrificing Trillions to Ascend

Two days after the farewell party, Han Wu organized his luggage and activated the school’s teleporter, arriving at Imperial College. The moment he stepped off the teleportation platform, he was immediately struck by the sight of numerous aerial vehicles gracefully soaring through the skies, weaving in and out of gigantic buildings.

Han Wu was astounded to realize that the streets were largely populated by individuals exuding the unmistakable aura of Demigods. Shortly thereafter, a Demigod dressed in elegant black formal wear approached him.

“Excuse me, might you be Han Wu, a student listed on Imperial College’s reserve admission list?”

“I am.”

“Good day, Han Wu,” the Demigod said with a polite nod and a welcoming smile. “I am here on behalf of Imperial College to provide you with a personal escort. Kindly step aboard this aircraft, and I will take you directly to the College to finalize your hostel registration.”

Han Wu responded with a nod and boarded the aircraft. The Demigod then piloted the flying vehicle for approximately half an hour before making a smooth landing within a serene and verdant garden.

“Allow me to escort you to your hostel.”

After disembarking, the Demigod led Han Wu to a grand mansion. Upon entering the building, he expected to encounter a bustling environment filled with fellow students. However, much to his astonishment, the mansion had been prepared exclusively for him.

Given the scarcity of land within the Divine Civilization’s capital, residing alone in a mansion was undeniably considered a significant luxury. It was a privilege that only an institution as affluent and influential as Imperial College could readily afford to provide.

“Finally!” the Origin of Mutation declared enthusiastically. “A location that befits my unparalleled greatness!”

Han Wu internally rolled his eyes, yet couldn’t help but look around in utter amazement.

After the Demigod had left him to settle in, Han Wu placed his belongings down. Using the landing pod, he proceeded to retrieve the remainder of his possessions from his divine realm and got busy decorating his new living space.

After getting everything just right, Han Wu sent a message to the recruiter saying he was all settled. The recruiter immediately sent him his classroom location and told him he could start classes first thing the next day. After thanking the recruiter for his help, Han Wu didn’t waste a second and went back into his divine realm to keep refining the Divine Essence.

The morning after his arrival, Han Wu finally found his designated classroom. Upon arriving at the door, he could overhear the murmur of voices from within, and he soon realized that he was the focus of their discussion.

“Hey, have you heard? We’re getting a transfer student today!”

“A transfer student? Ugh, they totally got in through connections, didn’t they? What a spoiled brat! Their family definitely pulled some strings to get them in here!”

“Yeah, that figures. The students with real talent were already recruited through the normal process.”

“Ugh! I loathe students who use their connections to get into Imperial College! They always make us students on the reserve list look bad! I’m gonna teach them a lesson the second they show their face!”

Han Wu’s brow furrowed in displeasure as he overheard their conversation.

Looks like my first day’s gonna be fun, he thought sarcastically. Who the heck said transfer students can’t get in based on their own skills?

Just then, a beautiful lady, her figure accentuated by a tight violet work dress, appeared behind Han Wu without making a sound. Her voice, as she addressed him, possessed a soft and undeniable allure. “You’re the new transfer student, Han Wu, aren’t you?”

Han Wu jumped out of his skin—he had no idea anyone was behind him.

“Y-yes! I’m Han Wu!” he exclaimed, a little flustered.

The lady smiled amusedly.

“I am Lina,” she said, “the teacher responsible for the class of students admitted from the reserve list. Please, come into the classroom with me.”

Lina opened the classroom doors and entered, with Han Wu following closely behind. The moment Qin Shuang, who had apparently chosen to be on Imperial College’s reserve list, caught sight of him, she abruptly stood up and exclaimed, “Han Wu?!”

Her sudden outburst immediately captured the attention of each and every student within the classroom. They were still newbies at Imperial College, but after a major class and three minor ones, they already had a rough grasp on each other’s strengths.

Qin Shuang’s overall strength ranked her within the top five students, thanks to her powerful core race and her possession of a Lord life form. Furthermore, her striking beauty had earned her the informal title of the class’s goddess.

The students were at least smart enough to know that Qin Shuang recognized the new student since she had mentioned his name, which led to a surge of resentment among the male members of the class toward the transfer student.

A subtle smile played on Lina’s lips. She’d already read their profiles and knew Qin Shuang and Han Wu went to the same high school. However, what really surprised her was that they’d actually teamed up to defeat a native Demigod in some other civilization.

Addressing the assembled students, Lina formally introduced Han Wu. “May I have your attention, everyone? This is Han Wu, our new transfer student. Interestingly, he comes from the same high school that Qin Shuang attended.”

The moment they heard Han Wu and Qin Shuang were from the same high school, the male students felt a massive, unprecedented threat.

Han Wu and Qin Shuang were once studying in the same high school, so they’ve definitely known each other for a long time. And now they’re in the same class? They might become romantically involved!

The students who revered Qin Shuang as their class’s goddess all shared the same apprehension and were intent on preventing any romantic connection with the newcomer.

One of Qin Shuang’s most fanatical admirers rose to his feet and indignantly shouted, “Ms. Lina, I insist on knowing if his qualifications even meet the standards required for entry into our class!”

Lina frowned, and her gentle look vanished. Despite her seemingly soft-spoken and gentle demeanor, she was in fact a powerful God who specialized as an Invader. There was no way she was going to let some mere Divine Being student question her authority.

“Xu Tie,” she said, “the methods employed by your former school are irrelevant here. Here, in my class, you must first raise your arm if you want to ask questions or ask anything, for that matter. And if that’s somehow beyond your understanding, I can certainly schedule some individualized tutoring for you!”

Her voice was gentle as ever, but underneath it was a bone-chilling, deadly killing intent. A palpable sense of coldness spread through the classroom, and the students felt an unsettling shiver run along their backs.

Realizing he had crossed a line, Xu Tie hurriedly apologized, “I understand I was completely out of line asking my question that way. Please, I beg your forgiveness!”

Lina’s expression relaxed ever so slightly. “Okay, Xu Tie, because you seem sincere, I’ll let it slide this time. However, about why Han Wu is transferring into our class so late, that’s something you should ask him directly.”

Xu Tie challenged Han Wu, his voice laced with arrogance. “Han Wu, I have no idea what strings you pulled to transfer into our class, but for the sake of our honor, I am formally challenging you, right here, right now! You’re going to have to prove you’re good enough to be here!”

Seeking clarification from Lina, Han Wu asked, “Ms. Lina, can I just refuse this whole thing?”

“Absolutely.”

Han Wu then turned to Xu Tie, shrugged, and said, “Okay, well then, I’m refusing your challenge. Honestly, I came to Imperial College to study, not to prove myself in some kind of duel.”

“You absolute trash! Are you even a man if you won’t accept my challenge, you coward?”

The other students instantly chimed in, calling Han Wu a coward and a spineless weakling. He just ignored them, but someone else in the room had had enough.

Qin Shuang was absolutely furious! She erupted at the other students.

“Enough!” she exclaimed, her voice filled with indignation. “Han Wu has never done a single thing to any of you! You haven’t even met him before! What in the world gives you the right to insult him?”

No one dared to voice any opposition to their goddess’s furious outburst. The classroom went silent instantly, yet the students’ eyes continued to bore into Han Wu, radiating palpable hostility.