Chapter 973: Lecturing (A Tribute to the God-level Patron!)

Zhang Yexin carefully observed the six instructors.

Li Yingyun was heroic and spirited, and Fang Yuan was handsome; both possessed the features of the Dayue people.

Farrell and Bill, however, were Half-breeds, and both looked relatively young.

The last two, Harry and Edward, appeared somewhat older.

"So many... Martial Arts, Witchcraft, Gu Technique, Alchemy, Magic Potions... and finally the Secret Teachings... which one should I choose?"

He bit his lip and finally made a decision: "I have to choose in a month anyway, I'll just listen to the public lectures first..."

It wasn't that there were no brothers who lived off their families, but they had all been stripped of their inheritance rights and would only be able to collect a salary from the family fund in the future...

This was indeed a despairing fact!

Zhang Yexin even felt unable to breathe.

Having already come into contact with a new world and lifted the veil of the Mysterious, he absolutely did not want to be kicked out of school in such a cowardly way!

Wouldn't that ten million have been borrowed for nothing!

Bai Qiudao shoved a few sheets of paper and a pen over: "Remember, you owe me a favor..."

Aaron spoke with a smile: "The location of the lecture hall is on the map in the student handbook... Note, it is best not to go to the places marked as Forbidden Zones. Of course... if you insist on going, I won't stop you. Anyway, even if you die, no one can come here to claim damages, can they?"

Although he was a nouveau riche, he had only been looking for some fun before; he really hadn't expected to be transported here and start school immediately.

What Zhang Yexin did not know was that Aaron had also mixed some of his own private agenda into these subjects.

"Classmate, do you want paper and pen? I brought some..."

Beside him, the Dean of Students, Jiuyou, clapped vigorously, and the six great instructors and even the Clay Golem followed suit with clapping motions.

Yuan Shiyan cursed bitterly.

Needless to say, the Secret Teachings, and most of the Gu Technique also came from him.

This could also be considered Aaron's tribute to the Ancient Method.

In the silence, only Aaron's voice slowly rang out: "Perhaps before yesterday, the students here still had doubts about whether supernatural power existed, but by now, you should have seen it... This is the transcendent!"

This was also a matter of no choice.

Furthermore, Dean of Students Jiuyou had hinted that those who could not pay back the money would have to use their own flesh, blood, bones, or even their souls to pay the debt!

"Next... I will first explain the Psionic Particle Overview..."

It was a feeling like facing a wild tiger with one's bare hands, or even a prehistoric beast more ferocious than a tiger!

Not daring to move, and even less daring to speak...

"Alright, today's lesson ends here... There is a Martial Arts class at two in the afternoon, and the rest of the time is for you to manage freely..."

"Psionic Energy is the source of the world's transcendence and the driving force behind all New Arts... Whether it is Swordsmanship, Gu Technique, or even Magic Potions and Alchemy... all require the participation of Psionic Energy."

"Therefore... the first lesson you must learn is the 'Psionic Extraction Technique', to feel the Psionic Particles in the void, absorb them into your body, and refine them, thereby obtaining the source of the transcendent..."

In his seat.

Although he was a child of a wealthy family, he was not stupid.

On the contrary...

Behind him sat that seemingly shrewd enthusiast of supernatural power, whom he later learned was named Bai Qiudao.

Inside the large lecture hall.

At this moment, everyone heard Aaron tap the blackboard with a piece of chalk.

At this time, Hu Yue was saying in a low voice: "How come there isn't even a textbook? Where are the paper and pen?"

And the Swordsmanship that led the way in Martial Arts was the True Disciple of the supreme swordsmanship from the Emei, Nanhai, and Luofu schools!

After Aaron finished speaking, he turned and left immediately, without the slightest intention of lingering.

Just as he had faced the smiling Dean of Students, Jiuyou.

Aaron added with a smile: "I hope that after one month, half of the people here will remain..."

Aaron glanced over: "Not bad, 375 people expected, 375 people present..."

Clap, clap!

Si Nan did not blink, listening to Aaron's lecture with full concentration, clearly memorizing it by rote.

In order to maintain a superior status and not fall from their original social stratum, they had to undergo more rigorous training than ordinary students from a young age.

As a result... now he didn't even have a pen.

The content of this dean's lecture was too extensive, many parts were too profound and obscure, and he did not give the students any opportunity to ask questions, clearly having no patience to answer any of them.

A strong sense of fear suddenly gripped everyone's heart like a giant hand.

"Probably not..."

Children of wealthy families are not scary; what is scary is that they are also more hardworking than ordinary people.

Zhang Yexin lowered his voice: "However, there is a small shop on the school map... It probably has paper and pens, as well as daily necessities and small snacks... But given this academy's greedy nature, don't even think about it if you don't have some wealth."

Originally, he should have already been paid into a private aristocratic university, with a bunch of servants to wait on him.

Aaron did not care about the students below and started the lecture directly.

"Damn it... why didn't I bring paper and pen?"

The fifty percent elimination rate instantly made Zhang Yexin's hair stand on end.

Looking at the hundreds of pairs of eyes below, some firm and some confused, Aaron wrote two large characters on the blackboard with chalk—Psionic Energy!

"The first lesson today, I want to explain to you, what is Psionic Energy?"

Therefore, to pass the assessment smoothly, one must first memorize it blindly and then try to understand it after class.

Zhang Yexin's face was a bit stiff, but he felt it was better to obediently follow along and clap.

Anyway, he didn't care how many people would be left in the end.

For him, as long as he ensured that the transcendent was spread, he could muddle through.

It is just that... in this new era, the driving force behind these Swordsmanship techniques has changed from Dharma Power to another kind of extraordinary source.

Aaron took out a white handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, appearing deeply moved: "Seeing that the academy I founded is so popular, I can rest easy..."

Time quickly arrived at eight o'clock sharp.

Leaving only the greenhorn novices behind, wailing in despair:

"Who managed to write it down just now?"

Yuan Shiyan was instantly moved to tears, but had no time to offer thanks, busily scribbling notes.

"To complete the 'Psionic Extraction Technique', you need to first study these prerequisite subjects—'Meditation Studies', 'Psionic Particle Overview', 'Mystical Anatomy'... I need you to complete the study of these subjects within one month and achieve entry-level proficiency in the 'Psionic Extraction Technique'... Anyone who fails to reach the goal in one month will be expelled immediately!"

Zhang Yexin sat properly in his seat, with his roommate Hu Yue right beside him; not far away, he also saw Si Nan, as well as that wealthy tycoon Yuan Shiyan.

"At eight o'clock in the morning, the first public general education class will be held in the lecture hall... It will be taught by this Dean personally, so everyone, do not be late."

"Good brother!"

For a moment, applause surged like a tide!

"Very good, very good..."

"The Dean spoke too fast, I forgot most of the beginning..."

"It's over... notes, whoever took notes, help a brother out..."

(End of this chapter)