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Chapter 82: Oh, I Muted Myself
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Zhao Zicheng felt melancholic all afternoon.
Clearly, something had upset him.
Could it be that in Sin City, being handsome is also a crime?
He couldn't help but vow internally that he would stay away from Sin City for his entire life. Even if he couldn't resist committing crimes, he would try to commit smaller ones, not ones that would exile him to such a place.
In Yu Sheng's casual descriptions, Sin City had become the most terrifying place in his mind.
...
Over the next two days, young men and women appeared throughout Border City.
What they had in common was absolute confidence.
The kind of confidence unique to geniuses.
Although they tried to keep a low profile and be restrained, their every move still carried that special aura.
But the most popular and promising were still Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng, Tombstone Youth, and Lin Xiaoxiao.
There was no helping it; the earlier ones either had ferocious records of accomplishments.
Or they were just too exceptional.
There had been geniuses who, not convinced, had stopped Tombstone Youth on the road to challenge him.
Then...
Severely injured, spitting blood.
Just as Yu Sheng had said, that guy truly held the tombstone in his hand and then... swung it.
The stone, seeming to weigh tens of pounds, could make a hole in the floor when smashed down.
Let alone against a first awakening youth.
With just one move, the odds on Tombstone Youth at the betting houses crazily dropped again, now at 1:0.1.
Clearly, in the eyes of the gambling houses, his entry into Mo Pavilion Academy had become a sure thing.
If not for the rules, they might have even prematurely crossed his name off the list.
That would have meant less payout.
As for Yu Sheng and Lin Xiaoxiao, things were quite peaceful.
The former, with blood on his hands, naturally evoked fear in people’s hearts.
The latter, a level two demon beast, was not to be trifled with.
However, the most amusing thing was that even though these young people were supposed to be the main focus in Border City these days...
All the attention was stolen by Zhao Qingyi.
Her news remained at the top, even though reporters later clarified that she was a student from Spirit Mind Academy. Yet, this did nothing to stop people’s appreciation of beauty.
Suddenly, Spirit Mind Academy saw its popularity surge during this enrollment season.
In an interview, the admissions officer modestly stated, "Zhao Qingyi ranks eighth in terms of beauty at our school... well... that's pretty good."
"Not like Spirit Martial Academy, which is full of muscle-bound men and violent women."
This statement caused a group of students, who were originally torn between Spirit Mind Academy and Spirit Martial Academy, to flock to Spirit Mind Academy.
Zhao Qingyi, a goddess-level beauty, and she’s only ranked eighth?
What kind of fairy tale school is this? Isn't it obvious?
Spirit Mind Academy made a fortune and even the Dean personally called Zhao Qingyi, asking her to make more appearances in Border City over the next few days.
Especially near the city gates where there were many reporters.
She must be elegant.
Dress up carefully, perhaps even wear some makeup.
Wherever there was a camera, she should be there.
In response, Spirit Martial Academy was extremely infuriated. A group of school leaders even began scouring their campus for handsome men and beautiful women, hoping to outshine Zhao Qingyi.
They wanted to prove that the others were just boasting.
But the outcome was...
They failed.
Looking around, they bewilderingly realized that what Spirit Mind Academy had said... wasn't wrong.
They... were right.
It was a real heartache.
Spirit Martial Academy's silence only highlighted the truthfulness of Spirit Mind Academy's claims.
Registrations came in an endless stream.
"You bunch of incompetents!"
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"Can't even scrounge up one good-looking person in the whole school?"
"Useless creatures, all the good prospects are nearly snatched up by others, and you're still clueless?"
"Go recruit! Why are you staring at me?"
A dark-skinned, burly man cursed as he looked down at a group of teachers.
He kept muttering under his breath.
Everyone fell silent.
"Actually... it doesn't necessarily have to be about good looks."
"We have our strengths too, like... like..."
"Strong physiques?"
One teacher's eyes lit up as he spoke.
He even flexed his muscles to show off.
"Are you stupid?"
"Who cares about your muscles?"
"Huh?"
"What the hell are you thinking about every day?"
The dark-skinned man grew even angrier, spewing words non-stop until he finally pulled out a wallet, carefully preserving a photo inside.
In the photo, a sunny and cheerful young man was grinning broadly.
Incredibly handsome.
"Look, this was me back in the day. Now look at me!"
"Do you prefer muscles, or do you want to be handsome?"
He nearly stuck the photo in everyone's face, slightly lifting his head in a proud manner.
A smug smile hung on his lips.
"Principal, isn't that Ouchi?"
"The popular star, that's not you..."
A teacher cautiously looked at the dark-skinned man, swallowed hard, and spoke.
The next second, a loud bang.
A huge hole appeared in the wall, and the teacher's figure vanished, only a distant cry could be heard.
"What did he just say? I didn't hear clearly."
The dark-skinned man said indifferently.
The room fell silent.
Everyone instinctively shook their heads.
"What the hell are you still thinking about?"
"Go recruit people!"
"If we're beaten by those dogs from Spirit Mind Academy, all of you are going to Demon-Suppressing Pass, guarding it for three months!"
"Deserve to die if you do!"
The dark-skinned man practically roared.
A chill emanated from everyone at their core, and the next moment, they scattered in all directions.
Indeed, a few even crawled out through the human-shaped hole in the wall.
Within a few seconds, only the Principal was left in the conference room.
Probably a few minutes later, two maintenance workers knocked and entered, looking at the damaged wall with an unsurprised expression as if it were quite normal. They calmly took out cement and started to repair the hole.
No one spoke during the entire process.
About ten minutes later, the wall was as good as new.
They pushed open the door and left.
The unimpressed demeanor of the workers somewhat embarrassed the Principal, who coughed twice and sat in his chair, sulking.
Finally unable to restrain himself, he picked up the phone on the table, dialed a number, and called.
"You bastards, can't you recruit openly?"
"Playing these shady games, have you no shame?"
"Huh?"
"I'm embarrassed for you!"
He roared into the phone.
After about ten seconds, a lazy voice came from the other end: "What did you just say?"
"I had it on mute, didn't hear a thing."