"S-S-rank!"

Historically, the birth of any S-rank was always a source of excitement, accompanied by a subtle tinge of jealousy. Even the dean of the Imperial Academy, before he had fully matured, was detected to have a high-level nightmare, and thus faced considerable malicious targeting.

Of course, most people wouldn't want to provoke a future powerhouse, but there were always exceptions. Especially when it came to family disputes, dethroning a genius was the best way to boost morale.

However, amidst the dazzling brilliance at this moment, there was little to no envy or jealousy.

Everyone was more concerned about the crystal ball. One student couldn't help but ask his instructor, "Does this count as a confession obtained under torture?"

The instructor said nothing, but cursed in his heart that the crystal ball was useless. Although the crystal ball had a bit of its own consciousness, it was not possible for it to be so shameless.

Having said that, the way he stared at Fang Shan was very subtle.

Not wanting to cause any more trouble, the teacher in charge of recording wrote down the results and immediately asked the next student to take the test.

"What a coincidence." Fang Shan retreated to Wei Sushen's side and said with a smile.

The person who came on stage this time was a fat man, who was the mastermind behind the beating up of the original body when they first arrived.

The fat man's talent was not bad. He had awakened a strange beast, its terrifying maw opening and closing as if it could swallow everything. The crystal ball gave him a high-grade B-class result.

A pretty good test result. If he was in front of Mo Xiu, he would feel very honored, but now he can only be a foil.

Thinking that Mo Xiu's rise might bring the Mo family another glorious era, the fat man gritted his teeth and followed Fang Shan's example to order the nightmare demon to coerce and bribe the crystal ball.

The strange beast circled above the crystal ball. It first rolled in the clouds, causing raging waves in the clouds, and then rushed straight down with a momentum that could not be stopped by thousands of troops.

Many people held their breath to watch this arrogant and domineering scene, but Fang Shan was the only one who covered his eyes with his fingers.

Wei Sushen looked at him speechlessly. Fang Shan pretended to be shy and said, "The next scene will make me very scared."

“…”

Wei Sushen was really scared by him now.

While almost everyone was looking at the fat man and the strange beast, the vice-president looked over here. Fang Shan's dark eyes looked at him from afar through the gaps between his fingers, and he turned his head away shyly.

The vice-president was slightly startled, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The instructor next to him noticed this and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

This was the first time he saw the vice-president smile after so many years at the school.

"Just saw something interesting."

The Mo family has always had strict discipline, and the Mo family members have an iron-blooded style in their bones. Meng Mo is often portrayed as a warrior, and also has an iron will and is decisive in killing.

I don’t know if it’s because everything has its limits, but there’s clearly an outlier in this generation.

It's more than just a little different.

As for the fat man, being stared at by so many people at the same time, he felt an indescribable sense of pride. His emotions were conveyed to the nightmare, and the nightmare's attack became even more powerful.

"Submit, or die."

He looked down at the crystal ball, as if he would smash it to pieces with a swing of his dragon's tail if it didn't shine to his satisfaction.

The terrifying beast responded with a burst of light, but it was not the light range that the crystal ball usually used to distinguish the levels of nightmares, but the light of its own counterattack.

Fang Shan stamped his feet and said, "What they said is right. The crystal ball is really angry."

Wei Sushen put his hand on his forehead and said, "Please, be a normal person."

Looking up at the crystal ball, a burst of colorful light shot up into the sky.

In terms of effect, it is more impactful than the strange beast, and more like a rainbow across the sky.

"Should we stop it?" the tutor asked the vice-president for his opinion.

The thin man shook his head slightly. "It's better to let him suffer a loss. This will prevent the students behind him from thinking of threatening the crystal ball."

The sculpture in the square carries a trace of the will of the first dean. The crystal ball can use this will to make the test results more accurate, and it can also use this will to launch an attack.

For a student, it certainly won't lead to murder, but the necessary lessons should still be given.

As soon as the strange beast flew down from the sky, it was hit back into the sky by the rainbow. It tried to open its mouth to suck the rainbow, but every time it sucked a rainbow into its stomach, a thicker one would be produced.

Finally, the strange beast, having exhausted all its strength, was hung on the rainbow bridge, shining towards the scorching sun.

This is scary.

The students didn’t dare to do it again after that, but they still felt resentful. It was the same threat, but some people got what they wanted, while others could only accept the punishment.

Noticing the many accusatory glances directed at himself and the host, Fang Shan raised his head shyly, seemingly frightened.

Those unfriendly looks just now all disappeared, with the exception of the girls. The boys couldn't help but feel some pity in their hearts.

Fang Shan blinked and two tears came out, and they felt even more guilty.

Wei Sushen faced the rainbow and made another sincere wish: In this world, he does not need to have a name.

At first it was just a premonition, but now it is almost certain that even if I leave a name behind me, it will be a stigma.

Several more A-level students appeared, but only Wei Sushen had S-level qualifications. No one was foolish enough to threaten the crystal ball again. After the last student finished the test, the vice-president said slowly, "The results of the class division will be announced in three days. During these three days, you can choose to continue attending classes in your original class or take a leave of absence."

"Ask for leave?"

The Vice Dean said, "After awakening the Nightmare, you can carry out academy missions independently, but I don't recommend doing so before formal training." He glanced around and said, "The academy has an annual mortality rate, which is specially approved by the Empire."

As soon as the word "mortality rate" was uttered, the atmosphere immediately became quiet.

The vice-president seemed not to notice this and continued, "Students who wish to take leave can go to their instructor to register."

A few seconds after the words fell, no one stood up. They all wanted to show their youthful loyalty and show off in front of the vice president.

However, since it involves life and death, it is not easy to draw a conclusion.

The vice president did not urge him and just stood there quietly waiting.

The first one to come out was Wei Sushen.

"Take a day off."

The registration instructor laughed. Although he admired his courage, he still reminded him, "One day is not enough to complete the task."

Wei Sushen shook his head: "Enough."

The instructor registered according to his instructions and gave him a rare and considerate reminder: "When you encounter difficulties, don't be a brave man."

The students behind him were furious. How could he be the only one to steal the show? As they thought about this, several more people came out.

Many times, all it takes is one person taking the lead, and a steady stream of people will follow.

In previous years, no more than ten people chose to carry out the task at this critical juncture, but this year, there are as many as a hundred.

After the instructor finished registering, he stood next to the vice-president and said with a smile, "It seems that Mo Xiu has given them quite a bit of stimulation."

The vice president nodded slightly: "Healthy competition is a good thing."

The instructor glanced at the students and said, "I'll take you to the mission hall."

All the students moved, except Wei Sushen who stayed where he was.

Instructor: "Don't waste time, catch up."

Wei Sushen frowned: "I don't need to go to the mission hall."

The fat man following behind the instructor laughed and said, "Are you afraid?"

Wei Sushen: "Who told you that I asked for leave because I was on a mission?"

The fat man was stunned: "What else?"

"Returning home in glory." Wei Sushen said in a serious tone, "After being a loser for more than ten years, now that I have achieved success, I naturally want to go back and show off."

The fat man almost lost his voice: "Vulgar taste!"

Wei Sushen said solemnly: "If it were you, whose dignity had been trampled upon for more than ten years, and you suddenly transformed from an insect into a dragon, what would you do first?"

The fat man didn't even think twice: "Show off your power and trample all those who used to look down on me under your feet."

Wei Sushen shook his head: "If it's not dramatic enough, the people in the family will definitely think that I still haven't succeeded in summoning. There may also be many other families that are usually at odds with each other, and they are looking for excuses to make things worse recently."

The fat man's face froze, thinking that his parents might be among them.

No matter whether you are an adult or a minor, you cannot get rid of vulgar tastes.

Wei Sushen: "So I will pretend to be distraught and return to my family. After being ridiculed enough, I will summon the nightmare in one fell swoop."

“……!”

Fang Shan leaned towards Wei Sushen shyly at the right moment: "You are so bad."

People in the square had different expressions. It was fine to have such thoughts, but was it really appropriate to say them out loud in public?

At this moment, even the vice-president looked a little strange.

The fat man cursed: "Superficial! Hypocritical!"

Wei Sushen said seriously: "But it feels great."

This is how the slap value soars.

The fat man sighed to the sky and had to admit that the other party's description was very vivid.

At the critical moment, the instructor coughed lightly to break the deadlock, glared at Wei Sushen, and asked the students behind him: "If there is anyone else like him, please stand up and don't force yourself."

The students were in tears. Now that things had come to this, how could they back down so easily? Otherwise, they would become a real joke.

This time they were tricked by Mo Xiu!

Receiving their gazes, Wei Sushen said calmly, "Come on!"

“…”

Wei Sushen: "I admire your courage."

The instructor was helpless: "Say less."

Putting aside his role as a mentor, if a student swore now, he would really understand.

Wei Sushen waved his hand and stood back among the students who had not chosen to go on the mission. Those who were close to him stepped back, fearing that they could not avoid him.

The Vice Dean shook his head slightly. The senior instructor beside him spoke, "The awakening test has been successfully completed. Don't waste these two days. The manual you were given contains detailed instructions on how to increase your nightmare level."

A successful conclusion?

The students looked at each other in confusion.

Doesn’t it hurt to tell such a lie?

Returning home in glory wasn't just talk. Wei Sushen had spent a fortune custom-making a suit of clothes, demanding it be completed by the next day. While waiting, he elegantly brewed tea in his dormitory, while Fang Shan remained in the square, conversing with himself in front of a crystal ball...

"Look at you, you have a good appearance and temperament, but you are young but bald. How sad!"