Ji You was so anxious that her face turned red and her neck thickened; she wished she could cover her face and cry. 20s, 30s, fine, but to actually get a 19 – it’s so shameful she wanted to smash her head on the ground—
Ji You wanted to try again...
Then she heard Mu Jianling say, "Step down."
Her tone was flat and emotionless.
Ji You covered her face.
Mu Jianling glanced at her indifferently and said, "Someone like you, try a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, you still won’t break a hundred."
That hit her right in the feels.
The crowd erupted into raucous laughter.
Yue Qiguang laughed the most exaggeratedly, slapping his thigh hard, "Hahaha... Idiot! You’ve provided enough jokes for dad for an entire year. You’re the best! You’re awesome! You’re amazing! The only thing dad is willing to accept is you!"
Ji You was speechless.
She silently went back to her team.
Yue Qiyuan glanced at her and coldly dropped a comment: "Weakling."
Chu Jiaojiao turned her head back and gave her a sympathetic look: "Poor Ji You, your highest score was just 51.5, successfully setting a new record low in school history... You’ll be entered into the school annals."
Initially, Ji You thought that among these people, only Shen Changqing was decent, but this guy, although appearing unremarkable, silently distanced himself from her and pretended to look innocently up at the sky.
None of them are good people.
After everyone had been tested, the results were clear. The strongest was Chu Jiaojiao, followed by Yue Qiguang, Louise Carter...
A score below a hundred was not worthy of having a name.
Mu Jianling looked around, her voice still cold, and said, "The testing results are out. The highest is 4099, the lowest..."
She paused slightly here, as if trying to save face for Ji You without stating it explicitly.
Did the students not understand? They all held back their laughs, sneaking peeks at Ji You.
Ji You wanted to cry.
This society was full of malice towards her.
The atmosphere in this classroom was incompatible with her.
Mu Jianling said, "Whether it’s S, A, or B class, everyone’s numbers are different. Some B-class even surpassed A-class. Do you know why?"
The students’ expressions tightened, and they all listened attentively.
Mu Jianling continued: "Because you don’t know how to use your strength, a significant amount of your strength is dissipated during use, resulting in its counteraction."
"That’s why you need training."
Yue Qiguang raised his hand, asking, "Teacher, is the reason for Ji You’s, number 4444, weak strength also due to it being dissipated?"
[Yue Qiguang, you’ve annoyed me, you’ve successfully annoyed me!]
[If I don’t avenge this, my life as Ji You is in vain!]
As soon as the name of ’4444 Ji You’ was mentioned, it seemed to come with its own punchline, setting off a burst of laughter among the once quiet crowd...
Ji You kept a straight face, saying nothing.
Mu Jianling glanced at her and said, "Ji You’s situation is different from all of you. You have strength but don’t know how to use it, but she simply has no strength to use."
Now, she genuinely felt like crying.
The scattered laughter throughout the physical fitness training room suddenly turned into sympathy.
Even Yue Qiguang, at this moment, stopped laughing and took a deep look at Ji You, a look overflowing with a thick, almost spilling sense of pity—a kind of pity one might feel for a helpless, pitiful little dog.
Ji You glared at him: "Don’t look at me like that, I don’t need your sympathy! Sooner or later, I’m going to smash your damn head!"
Yue Qiguang opened his mouth to retort...
Mu Jianling glanced at the group and harrumphed coldly: "Silence!"
A hush fell over the room.
Mu Jianling said: "Having strength but not knowing how to use it, do you feel proud, glorified? How about stepping up and having a match with me?"
Yue Qiguang quickly shut his mouth.
This old hag was not to be trifled with; better to save his life for now.
Don’t be fooled by Mu Jianling’s middle-aged and spirited appearance; in fact, she was from the same generation as Principal Hong, probably around sixty or seventy years old. But what of it? With advanced technology, continuous improvement of the human genome, and the ongoing development of spiritual power and constitution, the lifespan of humans has reached 300+ years.
Of course, compared to the lengthy 300 years, 60 or 70 years old is actually the prime of youth.
In Yue Qiguang’s heart, Teacher Mu Jianling and Principal Hong were nothing more than an old hag and an old geezer...
Then, Mu Jianling explained the basic methods of mastering strength to the students, saying: "This machine actually simulates the strength values you might exert while piloting a Mecha in close combat. Think about it, with such little strength, could you survive a battle with enemies or Star Beasts?"
No one spoke, and the students fell into deep thought.
Mu Jianling: "Of everyone here, only Chu Jiaojiao might survive, but even if she clings to life, she’d end up as a crippled, half-paralyzed wreck."
Mu Jianling: "Weaklings, do you still have the right to mock others?"
Mu Jianling: "Now, let’s begin the lesson."
Throughout the whole explanation, Ji You couldn’t understand everything but tried to listen as carefully as possible, even asking the Light Computer to record the lecture for later review.
Since it was only the first lesson today, Mu Jianling explained very little, only the basics of physical fitness training: running, kicking, punching...
After briefly explaining, Mu Jianling had the students start practicing in pairs——
In an instant, the students began to freely form teams, and in less than a minute, all found their opponents, leaving Ji You the only one without a partner.
This embarrassing moment was——
Mu Jianling said: "Number 4444, come here."
Upon hearing this, Ji You’s eyes instantly lit up, and her feet quickly scurried toward Mu Jianling. Before Mu Jianling could speak, she loudly requested: "Teacher, I ask you to be my practice partner!"
Mu Jianling was about to speak but her hand, originally pointing towards a Little Robot, trembled slightly.
Ji You’s voice was thunderously loud, and when she finished speaking, the surrounding students immediately became quiet as mice.
"Number 4444, she wants to spar with Teacher Mu?"
"She——really dares to defy the heavens."
"No, she’s really courting a spectacular death!"
"What on earth is her brain made of?"
"This person, indeed deserves the title of best——death courter!"
"I’ve decided, I won’t respect anyone anymore, just her!"
For a moment, even Yue Qiguang, Chu Jiaojiao, Yue Qiyuan, Shen Changqing, Lou, Lance, and others all looked up at Ji You deeply, their eyes filled with admiration for the foolish bravery of this young warrior.
Ji You: "Teacher, please do agree." ——Otherwise, I can’t afford this shame.
Originally intending to let her practice with the Little Robot but——
Mu Jianling smiled slightly: "Okay."