"You're really Old Xie?!"
Chen Shu looked left, looked right, and still couldn't believe it. How did an old man suddenly turn into a student?!
Xie Sunan raised an eyebrow. "Which eye can't tell that I'm Xie Sunan?"
Chen Shu replied, "Couldn't tell with all three eyes put together."
"It really is a bit miraculous."
Xu Xingxing was equally astonished. "There's a huge age difference, but that sleazy vibe coming from his face and that pork smell on him—that confirms it's the real deal."
"..."
Xie Sunan didn't want to explain anymore. I just matured a bit. Is that wrong?
The three of them joked and bantered their way back to the classroom.
Due to the formation of the special training class, all third-year students had been reorganized.
The original Beast Taming Class One's classroom had been handed over to the special training class.
By now, the classroom was nearly full. The three of them kept their expressions calm, strolling leisurely to the back row like executives on inspection.
Chen Shu didn't know many people in the special training class—just Xu Xiaoyu, Xia Bing, Wang Qinghan, and the two idiots beside him.
"Chen Shu, hand over your homework."
Xu Xiaoyu came to his seat. As the former class monitor of Beast Taming Class One, she'd come to collect homework right away.
Chen Shu spread his hands. "Don't have any. I was in Beast Taming Class Five—the teacher didn't assign homework."
Xu Xiaoyu was speechless. Just as she'd expected. "Then where did Xia Bing's homework come from?"
"Uh..."
Xu Xingxing and Xie Sunan both chimed in from the side. "Come on, Chen Shu, just hand in your homework. We know you finished it ages ago."
"Finished my ass!" Chen Shu's mouth twitched as he pointed at the two of them. "Why don't you collect THEIR homework?"
"We're transfer students!"
Both Xu Xingxing and Xie Sunan sat up straight, looking utterly gleeful.
"So THIS is transfer student privilege?!"
Chen Shu wailed, his face turning humble. "Xiaoyu, come on—given our relationship, just don't report my name. Pretend I already handed it in."
As class monitor, Xu Xiaoyu naturally wanted all homework collected. "Two months of summer vacation, and you didn't do ANY of it?"
"I remember doing half of it before bed last night." Chen Shu scratched his head.
"And the other half?"
"When I woke up, I realized the first half was just a dream..."
"..."
Xu Xiaoyu's mouth twitched. She was completely speechless.
Chen Shu spoke earnestly. "Xiaoyu, just tell them you collected everything and turn it in."
"The teacher isn't stupid—how could they not notice?!"
"It's really fine. Back in the day, the whole class had dozens of students, and Zhang Dali only collected three assignments. He straight up told the teacher he'd collected everything."
Xu Xingxing and Xie Sunan's eyes went wide. He had the nerve to say he collected everything?! Truly fearless!
Xu Xiaoyu asked skeptically, "The teacher believed him?"
"Uh... his class representative career ended right there."
"..."
Just as the two were talking, a man wearing a short-sleeved shirt walked in. He was tall and thin, wearing black-framed glasses, looking somewhat stern.
"Xu Xiaoyu, go back to your seat. No need to collect Chen Shu's homework."
The moment the man walked in, the classroom fell dead silent.
"I'll be your homeroom teacher for the year. My name is Shen Wushuang."
Chen Shu's eyes darted around. He definitely hadn't seen this teacher before. Looked like the school had paid good money to bring him in.
Nanjiang Second High was really going all in.
A chubby kid wearing glasses spoke up. "Teacher! Turning in homework should be every student's duty. No one should be exempt."
Chen Shu narrowed his eyes. Little fatty, picking a fight with me on day one?
Shen Wushuang smiled warmly. "Chen Shu scored 396 on his cultural subjects. If anyone can score above 390, they're exempt from all cultural subject homework!"
"As long as your ability is outstanding enough, you get privileges!"
Sun Ziyang protested, "Teacher, so what if someone has ability? That means they can ignore school rules?"
Shen Wushuang spread his hands and shrugged. "Sorry, but having power really does let you do whatever you want!"
Chen Shu's lips curled into a smile. Didn't expect this teacher to be interesting.
Shen Wushuang looked at everyone. "Students, from now on, remember this—you're in the special training class! As long as your grades are good enough, you can ignore the rules!"
"Of course, I'm talking about school rules. If you commit murder or arson, that's the Spirit Suppression Bureau's jurisdiction."
Seeing that none of the students had anything to say, Shen Wushuang nodded with satisfaction.
"You may have noticed that the special training class has more than twenty students. The school specifically recruited outstanding transfer students."
Shen Wushuang's gaze swept across several people in the class, and he nodded.
Immediately, four people stood up and walked to the front of the classroom.
"Wang Qinghan! Contracted spirit is an A-rank Fire Elemental Spirit! Beast taming talent is exceptionally excellent!"
Wang Qinghan wore a slight smile and nodded. She seemed friendly, but there was always a sense of cold aloofness that kept people at a distance.
"Du Long! Contracted spirit is an A-rank Earth Sub-dragon! Beast taming talent is excellent!"
Du Long was an ordinary-looking boy with an arrogant gleam in his eyes.
Dragon-type contracted spirits were never simple, no matter the circumstances—even a lesser dragon with inferior bloodline.
Sure enough, the moment this was announced, all the students in the class turned to look. No wonder the school had specifically recruited him.
"Xie Sunan! Contracted spirit is a B-rank Winged Caterpillar, specialized in reconnaissance!"
Quite a few people scoffed. Most students in the special training class had B-rank spirits, so they clearly looked down on Xie Sunan.
Clang!
Right then, a sound rang out—like metal hitting the floor. Many people turned to look.
Several faces instantly went pale, a flash of fear in their eyes.
A butcher's knife had suddenly fallen out of Xie Sunan's clothes. The blade had dark, dull bloodstains on it, immediately making people think of human blood.
For students, this could definitely be classified as a deadly weapon.
"Sorry, sorry—occupational habit! Accidentally brought it with me."
Xie Sunan picked up the butcher's knife, and his entire presence suddenly turned somewhat savage.
"Occupational habit?!"
Everyone's faces went white. They all prayed that Xie Sunan hadn't noticed the disdain they'd shown earlier.
Even Shen Wushuang's mouth twitched. He hadn't expected anyone to bring a butcher's knife to school.
"Students, don't worry about it. Next is the last transfer student."
"Xu Xingxing! Contracted spirit is an A-rank Mutated Thunder Bird! Talent level is outstanding!"
Xu Xingxing looked much more normal. He smiled bashfully, which actually made people feel favorably toward him.
Xie Sunan nudged him with his elbow and whispered, "Your shirt's messed up."
"Oh, sorry!"
Xu Xingxing smiled bashfully and started straightening his clothes. Under his white dress shirt, he was wearing a blue-and-white striped hospital gown!
It was obviously the kind worn by psychiatric patients.
"Uh..."
Everyone in the class shuddered. The school really is scraping the bottom of the barrel—they're actually recruiting people from psychiatric hospitals?!
"Everyone, don't be nervous! It was also a summer job."
Xu Xingxing smiled gently. His bashful, refined smile that had seemed so pleasant before now looked utterly abnormal.
Isn't that exactly how psychiatric patients smile?