"Stand up straight and stay alert, all of you," he said. "You are the cream of the crop among new students at Liangzhou University, and each of you bears the mission of bringing glory to our school. So, in the competition over the next few days, take it seriously and let your potential shine. Bring glory to our school!"
Wei Tong was standing there, giving a speech to Xiang Beifei and four others. As he spoke, he also had them line up and even adjusted their positions with his hands, making sure the five of them were perfectly aligned, with their heels on the same straight line.
He had a simple reason for doing this, because Wei Tong's system had issued a new task:
[Please arrange the five students correctly]
"The new students' competition at an elite school is a very significant entry on your resume. Good rankings can add a strong highlight to your CV after you graduate."
Wei Tong thought for a moment, then began to adjust the positions of the five. Ma Ziqian was the tallest, followed by Xiang Beifei, then Li Zimu, Long Guocheng, and Xi Keyao.
After he arranged them, the system made a judgment:
[Arrangements are made in order of height, but system arrangement of SR, N, SR, SR, SR is not orderly enough. Arrangement failed]
"Damn it! Xiang Beifei, what's the matter with you?"
Wei Tong saw his task fail once more, recalled all the times he had to organize student files, and grew discontent, resulting in considerable annoyance.
"Dean, did I do something wrong?" Xiang Beifei replied.
He understood why Wei Tong was singling him out; it was clear in his eyes that it was related to Wei Tong's system tasks.
Wei Tong gave Xiang Beifei a look of disdain, but he couldn't find a proper reason to criticize; after all, he couldn't just say he was lashing out because of Xiang Beifei's height preventing him from completing system tasks.
"Why do you lose focus when I'm speaking?"
Wei Tong found a shoddy excuse and spoke with a strict tone.
Xiang Beifei replied, "I listened very carefully."
"Really! Whether you listened carefully to me or not, do you think I can't tell? Do you dare to lie to me, an N-level in front of an SSR-level Awakener? Do you think as an SSR-level dean I can't see through it? And you still argue?"
Wei Tong was very resentful towards Xiang Beifei but knew that there was no way for Xiang Beifei to refute such remarks. Because Beifei was merely an N-level and he, as an SSR-level Awakener, held absolute authority in terms of rank!
In other words, as long as he said he could tell when a student was lying, the student had no way to defend themselves!
Xiang Beifei didn't respond, nor did he feel like speaking further, as it would be pointless.
[Xiang Beifei dares not speak up, the student submits to the dean's discipline, orderliness value +30]
Seeing the system's prompt, Wei Tong's expression slightly improved.
So, he could gain orderliness value from this N-level in such a way?
Not bad, it seems this will keep the lad in check!
So what if you are an N-level Body Cultivator? Don't you still have to bow your head obediently before an SSR?
This N-level guy, what an eyesore! Always causing my tasks to fail! These 30 points of orderliness value are far from enough!
"Martial artists are just a bunch of dirty brutes without brains."
Wei Tong genuinely looked down on martial artists because they tended to be impulsive and disobedient, with a very casual lifestyle. After every simulation training, they'd come out disheveled, covered in dirt, their clothes torn to shreds, some even having the gall to tie their jackets around their waists!
A coat is meant to be worn on the body, not tied around the waist!
When he inspected the dormitories, he was appalled to find actual garbage in the bins!
Textbooks piled on the desks!
Mismatched shower gels and shampoos in the shower!
It was bad enough that toothpaste and toothbrushes weren't uniform in color, but they weren't even facing the same direction!
Clothes on the drying racks were not sorted according to size and color!
Every time Wei Tong passed by the dorms of the Martial Arts College students, he felt repulsed. These brutes only knew how to fight amongst themselves or with desolate beasts, laughing carelessly while covered in the beasts' blood, boasting to one another.
To an SSR-level practitioner of the literary Dao like Wei Tong, these students were nothing short of aberrations!
Thus, he held the Martial Arts College students in very low esteem and vowed to undertake drastic reforms starting this year, such as issuing a regulation requiring every student to bring a clean set of clothes to simulation training and wear clean attire after training before walking around campus!
Anyone who dared tie their coat around their waist would face sanctions! Points deducted! Public criticism!
A triple hit approach!
Xiang Beifei looked thoughtfully at the system interface of Wei Tong, which detailed various rules and suggestions for dealing with Martial Arts College students, including dormitory organization.
"No wonder Elder Luo worries about the future of Liangzhou University. With someone as the dean of the Martial Arts College, where can Liangzhou University possibly be headed?" he couldn't help thinking.
In this world, where the outer wilderness threatened with various dangerous desolate beasts, students of the Martial Arts College and the Liberal Arts College were different. Martial arts students had to learn how to kill desolate beasts and fight with them daily, carrying wounds, and the upperclassmen sometimes returned from battles missing limbs, needing awakened doctors for treatment. It was utterly impossible for them to maintain cleanliness at all times.