Unfortunately, Mao Yi did not find any business that could earn him money in this huge Divine College.
He touched the ID card in his pocket. It only contained more than 1,000 Eastern dollars that he had saved over the past few years. However, in Zhongzhou, his 1,000 yuan was probably not enough for him to live for a month.
It seemed that the great cultivator who could dominate the world in the future was going to die at the starting line because he had no money to eat.
In the blink of an eye, it was already time for afternoon classes.
2:32 pm, Divine College, Building A.
The 98 students of Class 2243 were waiting for the teacher's lecture seriously.
"Students, I received a notice from the higher-ups today that a new student will be arriving in our class. I hope that everyone will treat everyone equally and not have the mentality of ostracizing or being dissatisfied!”
The instructor's voice caused the students below to be slightly stunned.
It had already been a month since the start of the semester, yet there was still someone who could come to Class One. This was probably the first in the history of the Divine College.
"Mentor Mo, don't worry. No matter what the new students are like, as long as they enter this class, we are all a group, a family!”
Even though this was unbelievable, this was Class One, a class that was known to be full of geniuses. How could there be any accidents because of a new student?
"Reporting, new student Mao Yi is here to report!”
The calm voice from the classroom door made Wang Zihao and Jiang Min's smiles instantly stiffen.
They looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes.
Perhaps, this was just the same name, this Mao Yi was not that Mao Yi.
Back then, Wang Zihao was worried that Mao Yi would appear in the Divine College. When he crippled Mao Yi's eyes, he used his identity to make Mao Yi lose his college entrance examination results. He also blocked all the super genes on the black market and strictly forbade them from being sold to Chen Xuan, the head of the Wan City Orphanage in Qian Province.
However, Wang Zihao could also imagine that Chen Xuan was only the director of an orphanage. It was extremely difficult to maintain the survival of an orphanage. How could he have the money to buy gene serums?
Even if there was, how could Chen Xuan go against the Eldest Master for a kid who offended the Eldest Master's son?
Thus, this person definitely had the same name as Mao Yi and was not that Mao Yi.
But when Mao Yi's figure slowly appeared, Wang Zihao and Jiang Min's breathing actually stopped at the same time.
His eyes widened as he looked at Mao Yi in disbelief.
The thin figure was still the same as before. The white gauze covering his eyes had traces of being stained by medicine. In his hand, he held an ordinary bamboo stick and stood there calmly.
He tilted his head slightly to listen, as if he wanted to hear how the geniuses of Class One would perform.
"Hello, Mao Yi, I am Mo Lin, the teacher of Class One. Class One welcomes you!”
Seeing Mao Yi appear at the door of the classroom, Mo Lin's eyes flashed with a hint of curiosity.
"Thank you, Director Mo. I believe that I will get along well with all of you very soon. Of course, you are not allowed to bully me! Otherwise, Wen Xiaoyi would be angry!”
At this moment, everyone felt that Mao Yi's smile was so approachable.
However, in Wang Zihao and Jiang Min's eyes, such a smile was too evil and sinister. The indifferent smile seemed to be telling the two of them that he had come here on purpose.
"Haha…Mao Yi, don't worry. If anyone dares to bully you, I, Big Bear, will be the first to not spare them.”
At the back of the classroom, a robust youth looked at Mao Yi with a strange smile.
"Da Xiong, I only like pretty girls, I don't have gay hobbies, so you better not have any ideas about me!”
Hearing the voice, Mao Yi turned his head symbolically, as if he was sizing up Da Xiong.
"Good boy, I'll make friends with you. In the future, if anyone dares to bully you, ask me, Big Bear's fist, if I agree! However, as a price, you have to teach me how to please a beauty!”
Perhaps Da Xiong's words were meant to shock everyone. Anyway, everyone in the class was looking at Da Xiong helplessly.
"Alright, let's start the class first. We'll talk about the exchange after class. Mao Yi, sit next to Wu Wen.”
Seeing that the time was almost right, Mo Lin spoke up.
"Yes, Director Mo!"
Nodding at Mo Lin, Mao Yi walked towards Wu Wen's seat.
However, Mao Yi, who had taken two steps, suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at Mo Lin with a puzzled expression.
"Um…Director Mo, who is Wu Wen? Is she a beauty?"
Mao Yi had almost been exposed. Regardless of whether he knew who Wu Wen was or not, as long as he found a seat and sat down, it meant that there was nothing wrong with his eyes.
"Oh, I forgot. You still don't know who Wu Wen is. Wu Wen, stroke Mao Yi! Wu Wen, Mao Yi came a month late. Take some time to help Mao Yi explain what he learned in the past month.”
There was a hint of understanding in his eyes. At this moment, Mo Lin seemed to have confirmed something.
"Alright, Director Mo. Helping a classmate is something that students should do!”
Wu Wen, who was sitting below, stood up with a smile. She came to Mao Yi's side and helped him to his seat.
From the beginning to the end, Wang Zihao's gaze never left Mao Yi. The shock in the depths of his eyes and the killing intent that he occasionally emitted caused the smile on Mao Yi's lips to become even more brilliant.
On the first day, Mao Yi became friends with Wu Wen and Da Xiong. As for the other students, they only nodded at them, not rejecting them, nor did they deliberately approach them.
On this afternoon, Mao Yi did not take the content of his teacher's lecture to heart.
He was a cultivator, not a genetic warrior. Although both of them used external energy to suppress their enemies, there was a fundamental difference between a cultivator and a genetic warrior.
Cultivators used gentle methods to tame a certain type of energy in the world as a part of themselves. Genetic warriors, on the other hand, forcefully controlled this kind of material.
Under normal circumstances, a genetic warrior would be stronger than a cultivator in the early stages. In the later stages, even three genetic warriors would not be a match for a cultivator of the same level.
As for asking Wu Wen to tutor Mao Yi?
Forget it. Mao Yi had come to the Divine College not to become a genetic warrior, but to look for Wang Zihao and Jiang Min to add some fun to their lives.
At the same time, he wanted to see if he could collect a bunch of harem beauties in this Divine College that was filled with beauties.
Who asked him to be a cultivator? A cultivator who was disliked by the higher-ups of the east and was hunted down by the Divine Shield Alliance, which was formed by super genetic warriors?
It would be best if he could turn these beautiful genetic warriors that he was so proud of into his women. Then...
Hehe…just thinking about it, Mao Yi felt that his goal was very great.
"Little Yi, what are you thinking about? Are you drooling?”
Da Xiong's voice interrupted Mao Yi's dreams at the wrong time.
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