Although the students of the elite class were not as wealthy as Jiang Qing, they were still considered first-class in Lan Cang City. None of their beginner sprites were less than a million. Some were like Wang Feng, who had a rich family and spent a million to prepare a beginner sprite for him.
There were only two or three commoner-born students who relied on their own talent or luck to enter the elite class.
In order to alleviate the class conflict between the commoners and the aristocratic families, the Trainer Association of China stipulated that only 17-year-olds could register as a trainer, and the initial level of the elf could not be higher than five.
However, the gap between the two was not something that could be closed by one or a few policies. Although this policy increased the time it took for the children of the aristocratic families to become trainers,
On the other hand, it allowed them to gain benefits, such as having more time to understand the characteristics, moves, personality, and training methods of the elves. It was a practical foundation.
The clan would also have more time to carefully select the best Initial Fairies for them.
Therefore, the pros and cons were mutual.
Most of the students, like Jiang Qing, looked down on the resources of the elite class. However, if they did not enter the elite class, it would undoubtedly be embarrassing for their families. Therefore, they had to enter the elite class.
As for the position of class monitor, not many people wanted it. Seeing that no one took the initiative to take up the position of class monitor, the form teacher, Sun Ning, set his eyes on one of the students who was born in an ordinary family.
The other two students from ordinary families had relied on luck to enter the elite class, while he had relied on his strength to enter. His little fist stone had performed especially well.
" You'll be the one." Sun Ning pointed at the student.
"What's your name?"
The boy immediately stood up and seemed a little nervous. He said intermittently,"My name is Li Fei."
"Alright, Li Fei, you're now the class monitor of Grade 12 Class 1. You're in charge of supervising the tasks I give you. At the same time, if there's any situation in the class or if you have any needs, you can represent them to communicate with me."
"Does everyone have any objections to Li Fei being the class monitor?"
Everyone shook their heads. They didn't want to be a teacher anyway, so they didn't mind being appointed by the form teacher.
"Alright, Li Fei, hand out this consent form now."
Sun Ning took out 15 consent forms and handed them to Li Fei, who placed them on the other students 'desks.
" Trainer is the greatest profession in the world. A powerful Heavenly King Trainer can be treated with respect by the country's leaders. If you are a Champion Trainer, then you will have the ability to influence the country's national policies."
"Even if you're just an elite trainer, you can earn tens of millions by performing some missions every year. It's enough for you and your family to live a wealthy life."
" As for a quasi-Heavenly King trainer like me, I can be hired by famous companies and be a teacher in some universities. The money and resources given each year will not be less than 100 million."
"However, if you want to obtain the things mentioned above, you must pay enough sweat, blood, and even life."
"Trainers enjoy the glory given by society, but at the same time, they also bear the same responsibility. Exploring secret realms, ruins, forbidden areas, and carrying out missions issued by the Chinese Trainer Association are all very, very dangerous."
Sun Ning lifted his shirt and revealed his upper body.
What was shocking was that there was a long scar on his upper body, from the left side of his chest to the right side of his abdomen.
Although the wound had already healed, it still gave the students below a feeling of palpitation.
Even Jiang Qing couldn't help but take a few glances.
"I was ambushed by a flying mantis in the newly discovered mythical realm. If it weren't for the Heavenly King-tier Happy Egg in the exploration team, I would have died."
"I still have quite a number of such injuries on my body. Of course, they're not as serious as this."
"Every year, there are more than 50 million rookie trainers registered in China, and nearly 10 million die in the first year. Even a few Heavenly Kings die in battle every year."
"Now, if you really want to become a trainer, then sign this consent form. My training is very dangerous. The school has given me a few death quotas."
"So if you agree, sign it. It's fine if you don't agree, but you can't stay in the elite class."
What Sun Ning said earlier was actually useless to Jiang Qing and the others. They already knew that being a trainer was a great and dangerous profession.
Whether it was on the news or on the Internet, there would be news of a certain trainer dying every day because of something.
What Jiang Qing and the others really cared about was Sun Ning's last few words. His training was very dangerous, and someone might die because of it.
Death was definitely a scary word, especially for 17-year-olds like them.
"Jiang Qing, you, you're done signing."
Wang Feng was about to ask Jiang Qing for his opinion when he saw that Jiang Qing had already written her name on the consent form.
" If you're afraid, you don't have to sign it," Jiang Qing said lightly.
"What am I afraid of? I just thought that you would be afraid and asked you to think about it."
Jiang Qing glanced at Wang Feng with an expression that said," You think I'll believe you?"
" Bastard, what kind of look is that? Even if there's really danger, my little fire dragon will protect me." Wang Feng glared at Jiang Qing angrily. Then, he picked up a pen and wrote his name on the agreement form.
Everyone had signed the consent form. Perhaps some people were afraid and did not want to sign it, but seeing that everyone had signed it, if they did not sign it, they would obviously lose face.
For students of this age, face was more important than anything else, second only to hairstyle.
"Very good."
Li Fei took the consent form and handed it to Sun Ning. Sun Ning nodded in satisfaction."It doesn't matter if you really agree or agree because of face."
"The moment you wrote your name, your life was in your own hands. If you die, you can't blame anyone else. Now, follow me to the training ground. The first class officially begins."
Lan Cang High School's training ground was about the size of two football fields. As a key national high school, it had produced several heavenly kings. He had the right to own such a large field.
" Release all your elves. Remember, all of them," Sun Ning said.
The families of the students in the elite class were not ordinary. Two months was enough for them to nurture a second elf.
As expected, most of the students had a second elf.
Jiang Qing also released Leo. As for Meruton, it was not time for it to show itself yet.
Leo's appearance naturally attracted another wave of attention.
Although Leo wasn't a baby Quasi God, his rarity wasn't inferior to a baby Quasi God.
"Jiang Qing, isn't it good for you to flaunt your wealth like this?"
Wang Feng said faintly. In the past, he had always thought that Jiang Qing's family was ordinary, and he often treated him to a big meal.
In the end, the clown was him.
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