Chapter 85 Origin of the Outer World

Yan Shi: "Can I leave the ring halfway through the match?"

She turned to look at another student beside her.

When Yan Lan asked him, the student seemed startled and quickly turned to Yan Shi, saying, "Teacher Yan, it's okay."

He organized his thoughts: "This is a title defense. The reigning champion can leave if there are no matches within an hour, and the title will be marked as their own."

"Anyone wishing to challenge the champion must register at the ring. The reigning champion must accept the challenge within 24 hours."

The student's voice was slightly hurried, as if afraid of not explaining clearly: "If there are less than 24 hours left in the election, you need to accept the challenge before the countdown ends. The champion cannot leave the ring for the remaining two hours."

Yanshi nodded.

Like the previous students, this student breathed a long sigh of relief.

He first cautiously glanced at Yan Lan's expression, and seeing that she seemed unaffected, he hurriedly bowed to her and pretended to be nonchalant as he quickly left the area around Chu Mengfu's arena.

Yan Shi: ...

No one came up to the stage for Chu Mengfu, so she stopped calling out and sat down by the stage to wait.

Yan Shi turned around and watched from several other arenas.

Some fights were spectacular, evenly matched, with spells and magic clashing, interspersed with formations, swordsmanship, and so on; others were like the first arena Yan Shi had seen.

The match above was a resounding victory for one side, while the other side was almost powerless to fight back and could only passively take the beating.

That's very strange.

With such a huge disparity in strength, what was the challenger thinking, coming to take the title only to be beaten?

Yan Shi didn't understand.

But considering that many of the students at Zhanzhou are rather eccentric, this might just be their hobby.

After looking at a few more, she lost interest and walked back towards the main entrance.

As she left, she glanced at the arena where Chu Mengfu should be.

The arena was now empty, with only the words "Chu Mengfu" hanging on a sign beside it.

A huge mechanical lamp hung from the top of the arena, its light pouring down and illuminating every inch of the platform. The light cast deep shadows on the ground, giving the arena a chilling atmosphere unbecoming of an academy.

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The first week of school in Jam Yee was free of classes.

The local management bureau should have been off work long ago by now.

Yan Shi had already checked out in advance at the entrance before coming to Zhan Zhou today.

The reason given was: there was something going on at home.

So there's no rush at this point.

After confirming that she really couldn't find Zhanzhou's cafeteria, she casually bought some snacks, carried the paper bag in her hand, walked through the darkening campus, and headed back to the library.

It's still that familiar reading room, filled with world history and mythology.

This afternoon she started flipping through the bookshelf labeled "World Calendar 7296 - Present", and has only looked at two shelves so far.

I don't know about other things, but the work notes I wrote when I first joined the company were incredibly perfunctory and amusing.

This also fully demonstrates that newly hired employees are useless except for running errands.

Gui Gemu is either delivering documents or on his way to deliver documents every day.

Yan Shi swiped his card to enter, pausing slightly in his steps.

There were actually people inside this time.

She spent the entire afternoon in the reading room, and no one came in during that time.

She had always thought that the reading room was a private space where everyone could enter separately.

Chu Mengfu was sitting on the wooden floor by the window, reading a book.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around.

"Teacher Yan?" Chu Mengfu was somewhat surprised and looked up to greet him.

It's rare that he didn't display the same sharp edge he couldn't hide during our previous two meetings.

He'll stab anyone he sees.

I guess I still need to give him a beating, then everything will be fine.

Yan Shi nodded to her, then walked back to the bookshelf in the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs, found the spot he had opened that afternoon, and prepared to continue flipping through the pages.

Chu Mengfu's gaze followed her figure, clearly curious: "Teacher Yan, what brings you to this reading room?"

Yan Shi raised an eyebrow slightly and replied casually, "Hmm?"

“This reading room is rarely visited. You are the first teacher I’ve met here.” Chu Mengfu closed his book and looked at Yan Shi.

"This access is only available to students from the outer world."

Yan Shi glanced at her: "You said yourself that this is a student."

Chu Mengfu: "But my teacher doesn't have that authority either."

Each reading room in the Zhanzhou Library has different access permissions for different beings.

Although Chu Mengfu was able to enter because of his origin in the outer world, he could only see half a bookshelf of books.

They are all about the history and legends of the gradual depletion of spiritual energy in the surface world.

She was very curious about the contents of the other bookshelves, and even once borrowed Sharp's teacher card to try to find out more.

It turned out that Sharp's permissions were not as high as Chu Mengfu's own student card permissions.

In the other reading rooms on the third floor, Sharp had almost the highest level of access.

Seeing Yan Shi pull a book out of the bookshelf where she couldn't see the contents, Chu Mengfu became even more curious: "Teacher Yan, what's in this?"

Yan Shi stopped what he was doing, turned around and glanced at her, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I won't tell you."

Although books are meant to be read.

However, this bookshelf is full of records of the Bureau of Dissidents, and the top even includes her dark history.

If possible, Yan Shi hopes to destroy all the books related to her after she joined the company, so that they will never be seen by anyone.

Chu Mengfu looked at Yan Shi with a hint of doubt in his voice: "Teacher Yan, are you also from the Outer World?"

Her words carried a clear probing tone, indicating that she was making logical deductions based on the clues she had gathered.

Chu Mengfu's thoughts raced as he began to analyze the situation before him.

Because her teacher, Sharp Hill, had a very special status in Zhan Zhou.

Sharp is a descendant of a demigod. Her father, as the son of a god, has not yet perished, but his whereabouts are unknown.

Therefore, Ji Pucun took good care of Sharp, granting him almost all the permissions he could.

However, even so, Sharp still couldn't get into the reading room.

When Chu Mengfu tried to use Sharp's teacher card to look at other books in the reading room, he couldn't get in directly. When he returned the teacher card to Sharp, he didn't tell the teacher, but only mentioned it indirectly.

Sharp replied, "There shouldn't be a reading room in the library that I can't enter."

If Sharp couldn't get in, then how did Yanlan get into this special reading room?

Yanlan could only be from the outer world.

Yan Shi did not reply.

Her expression remained calm and composed, as if she were completely unaffected by Chu Mengfu's probing.

Her silence only made Chu Mengfu more certain of his guess.

Chu Mengfu became somewhat excited: "Teacher Yan, you also went to see the arena today."

"Did you see the one-sided match?"

Yan Shi's attention shifted from the book to Chu Mengfu's face, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Indeed, she had seen many battles with vastly different skill levels by the ring today, and she had assumed that was a hobby of Zhan Zhou's students.

Chu Mengfu: "These students who got beaten up are all from our world."

Zhan Zhou stipulates that only challenges between students of the same grade or between students of lower grades are allowed.

Senior students are prohibited from challenging junior students to battles; any violation will result in severe punishment.

Yan Shi: ?

What does this have to do with being one-sided?

She calmly stated the facts: "This ring seems fair. If you can't win, you don't have to fight."

Chu Mengfu: "But if we don't participate, we won't be able to get into the student committee. And the students representing the world will have even less power."

Although he didn't know the specific purpose of this student committee, Yan Shi thought, "Speaking based on ability is the fairest thing for everyone."

If it really comes down to elections, students from the global community are already at a disadvantage, so wouldn't they be even more likely to lose?

For example, Chu Mengfu is a shoo-in for a spot.

“Fair?” Chu Mengfu sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm. “This seemingly fair election is inherently unfair to students from our world.”

Yan Shi: "You can win it back in the second year. If you can't beat the first year, you can always beat the second year."

"Even a second-grader can't beat him." Chu Mengfu shook his head and said calmly, "I was only able to stand on the stage without getting hit starting from the third grade."

A hint of weariness and helplessness flashed in her eyes. "And above me, it wasn't until fifth grade that there were presidents from the world of television."

Only by becoming the chairperson of the student committee can one have more say in the selection of student committee members.

The chairperson may appoint two committee members.

Students from the world of academics generally find it difficult to secure a number of seats on the student council.

Because the quota is allocated in a 40%+60% format, 40% of the quota is designated by the chairpersons of each grade and department, while the remaining 60% is selected publicly again through a competition.

Everything depends on strength.

At the same time, there are countless students from the outside world who have been defeated by years of failures and no longer dare to stand on the ring.

Just like some animal stories in the real world, even after a baby elephant grows into a mature elephant, it can never break free from the thin ropes binding its feet.

Those who can still stand up and take a beating are already better than many others.

The reading room was completely silent.

“The teaching at Zhanzhou should be fair to you,” Yan Shi said. “And I don’t know about other things, but Zhanzhou is already a place that allocates a lot of resources to help students grow.”

Chu Mengfu looked up at her, a hint of self-mockery in his voice: "Yes, but the allocation of resources still depends more on strength."

She continued, "Semester-based practical training is the best way to develop students' abilities, and it is divided into A-level semester-based practical training and E-level semester-based practical training."

"Clearly, Grade A has the highest potential and can get the most rewards from the academy."

"It's just that students from the surface world can usually only do D-level or E-level practice."

There is even a claim that before Jamche Chau stopped accepting students from the world, there were no semester-long practical courses below grade C.

These two practical levels are "baby level" specially opened for students from the world of representation.

Chu Mengfu had no choice.

The semester practice is conducted by the college first rating the teams based on their overall strength, and then the teams can choose topics based on the rating.

The strength rating also ranges from A to E, and teams cannot choose topics that are more than one level above their own strength rating.

Students from the surface world are weaker, and joining a team will drag down the team's overall strength.

Chu Mengfu's team already had two burdens; if she brought one more, their team wouldn't be able to take on the A-level practice.

There are very few students from the world stage whose abilities are truly outstanding.

Although the students from the world who can enter Zhan Zhou are all exceptionally talented, the gap of more than ten years cannot be bridged in a short time.

Students from the outside world have the worst problem of not having enough time to catch up with their peers.

So that's why Chu Mengfu kept pestering Adelaide all afternoon, wanting him to treat people.

Yan Shi suddenly realized.

"But ultimately, it's because you're not strong enough," she laughed. "Isn't it common sense that the weak get beaten up?"

"Or what do you want to do?"

Yan Shi's tone carried a hint of mockery: "Why not just abolish the spiritual powers and abilities possessed by first-year students from the otherworld, so everyone can start on a level playing field?"

Chu Meng looked at her blankly: "I don't know."

"Teacher Yan, you're also from the surface world, right? You must be too, please help us."

Yan Shi stopped smiling: "Strength is the passport to the inner world."

"If you're dissatisfied, then become stronger and change it."

"Yes, it's very difficult for students from the outside world to study in Zhanzhou. So the same fate that comes to them is that once they graduate, there is no more difficult road ahead."

Author's Note: I didn't set any goals today, but I'm here on time.

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