Only I Choose the Saiyan Bloodline
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The classroom was silent.

The students looked at Xu Heng in silence.

Everyone had a big question mark on their faces. They all suspected that they had heard wrongly.

On the podium, the teacher also looked at Xu Heng with a puzzled expression. Did Xu Heng really say those words?

" Teacher, I've decided. I'll go to the logistics department," Xu Heng said again, breaking the silence.

In an instant, the class became noisy again.

"What happened just now? Has Xu Heng gone crazy again?”

"As expected of Sun Wukong's bloodline compatibility, you really live up to your reputation, haha!”

"Indeed, this kind of decision is not made without 300 years of cerebral hemorrhage.”

The students in the class began to complain enthusiastically. They really did not understand what illness Xu Heng had.

This level of brainlessness, how did he get the top scorer in liberal arts? Could he have copied it?

There was clearly a better research department to go to, but he actually took the initiative to go to the logistics department. Did he really want to be a porter?

Every day, the school would have a large amount of resources circulating. The most basic ones were the distribution of living materials in the major canteens of the school, as well as the daily maintenance and repair of the training equipment in the major martial arts training rooms. These were the two major projects.

Other than that, the school would hold various activities from time to time. These activities were usually very urgent, and they needed to deliver various supplies in a short period of time.

The students from the logistics department would occasionally be woken up in the middle of the night and asked to set up a stage to welcome the sudden visit of important figures.

In addition, there was also equipment maintenance. Not only did they have to carry out routine inspections every day.

Occasionally, they would run into some violent students who broke the training equipment, and they would need to replace the entire equipment.

A gravity machine, together with its consumable parts, weighed more than a thousand pounds. Once it was damaged, it would be very troublesome to replace it.

As a result, the life of the logistics department was much more complicated than that of students from other majors, and these things would take up a lot of time.

The research department, on the other hand, was unusually idle. After punching the clock every day, they just had to bury themselves in their work. Usually, no one would disturb them.

Therefore, no one could understand why they had to go to the logistics department instead of the research department.

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"Xu Heng! Are you serious? Are you sure? Are you sure you want to go to the logistics department?"

The teacher's slightly angry voice sounded. He asked three questions in a row. Clearly, the teacher found it unbelievable.

He had spent so much effort to convince Xu Heng to enter the research department. He had finally calmed everyone's discussion, and because of this, he might have to bear the complaints of some students.

In the end, Xu Heng actually rejected him and refused to go to the research department? This was something he had never expected.

"Xu Heng, don't act on impulse.”

"The logistics department is very labor intensive, and its status can be said to be the lowest in the school.”

"In addition, it might be dangerous. There had been cases of students having conflicts with each other and accidentally injuring staff members in a fit of rage.”

"Most importantly, the logistics department will waste your time.”

"Do you want to waste your cultural talent again? Only by going to the research department can you better display your abilities.”

The teacher obviously didn't want to give up and continued to persuade Xu Heng.

The people from the logistics department usually had nowhere to go and were forced to go.

Generally speaking, the people in the logistics department had extremely low talent in martial arts, so it was very likely that they would be bullied by the people from the Martial Dao College.

"There's no need to say anymore, Teacher."

Xu Heng was very touched by his teacher's persuasion.

He knew that his teacher was thinking about his future.

However, they were destined to never understand the uniqueness of the Saiyan bloodline.

There was no need for all kinds of messy medicinal pills, nor did he need any secret cultivation methods.

All he needed was training, endless training!

Although going to the logistics department would disappoint his teacher's good intentions.

However, no matter what, he would not change his mind.

"I voluntarily apply to be transferred to the logistics department. I won't go back on my word!!”He spoke again.

"Hehe, trash is trash."

Shang Feng, who had always disliked Xu Heng, sneered.

"300 years of cerebral hemorrhage. No matter how hard I try, I can't persuade him.”

"Sigh, the brain is damaged in intelligence. If he could listen to other people's well-intentioned advice, then he wouldn't be called brainless.”

"Birds of a feather flock together. As expected of a talent who chose Sun Wukong.”

"Such a talent is indeed more suitable to go to the logistics department. It's a waste of talent to go to the research department.”

In front of him, the teacher looked at the stubborn Xu Heng with a regretful expression.

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However, seeing Xu Heng's determined expression, he did not try to persuade him again.

" I hope you really have a special reason. Otherwise, it would be such a pity," the teacher said softly to himself on the stage.

Then, he stopped hesitating.

"Students, everyone has been notified of their specialization assignments. If you have any questions, you can ask them anytime today.”

"If you raise any doubts after the distribution takes effect, there will be no room for change.”

"I hope that all of you will have a bright future!”

"Three days later, go to your respective specializations to report.”

"This lesson ends here. Class dismissed!”

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