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"Telling you won't do any harm," Shen Yi sighed.
"According to the normal teaching process, after you've gotten to know each other for a few days, you'll need to select class officers. Besides having some authority, the important thing is that these positions come with fixed contribution point rewards."
As Shen Yi spoke, the students were baffled.
A few quicker thinkers, however, began to vaguely sense something.
Shen Yi continued, "But your batch is special."
"Shrek Academy has always believed in strength above all else. Based on your abilities, Teacher Shen and I will evaluate and select the class officers. There are usually seven positions: one class president, two vice presidents, and four committee members corresponding to the four auxiliary professions—forging, design, manufacturing, and repair." Wu Changkong stepped forward, taking over from Shen Yi, his voice cold and authoritative.
"As for your class, Grade 1 Class 1 of this year, five positions have already been basically decided."
"What?!"
Wu Siduo, Luo Guixing, and the other five prodigies from the Youth Genius Rankings were utterly shocked.
They hadn't received any prior notice.
Could it be that even with five positions pre-determined, none of them were included?
As the five exchanged glances, their confusion deepened.
'Were they not chosen either?'
"Of course, to ensure fairness, the class will still hold elections for class officers. Based on your performance, Teacher Shen and I will make the final decision," Wu Changkong said, glancing at the entire class.
His gaze finally settled on Xu Yuan, sitting by the window in the back row.
"Wu Siduo, Gu Yue, your strengths give you a chance to compete with him for the position of class president. Wulin, you're qualified to compete with him for the forging committee position. As for the rest of you, work hard."
Shen Yi also turned her gaze toward Xu Yuan. "Xu Yuan, introduce yourself."
Xu Yuan was speechless.
Did they really have to do this?
And why did Xu Xiaoyan keep asking so many questions?
She had practically handed this topic to Teachers Shen and Wu.
The five genius youths—Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, Xie Xie, and even the other classmates—all turned their eyes toward Xu Yuan, who sat in the most inconspicuous spot.
Wu Siduo took a deep breath as she looked at the young man who had exerted immense pressure on her the moment he entered the classroom.
Was he really that strong?
She listened carefully to Wu Changkong's words. He had said her strength only gave her a chance to compete with Xu Yuan.
Though unwilling to accept it, she couldn't help but seriously consider just how powerful Xu Yuan might be.
With a resigned sigh, Xu Yuan stood up.
He glanced at his classmates.
A faint smirk appeared on his lips.
Though somewhat reluctant, since things had come to this, he might as well enjoy it.
At this moment, Xu Yuan smiled brightly.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xu Yuan, a Level 45 Soul Ancestor."
Level 45!
Wu Siduo's pupils contracted.
What did this mean?
If his fourth ring wasn't obtained by hunting a ten-thousand-year soul beast in the real world but instead through a soul spirit, it meant he had advanced from Level 41. Even then, it would have taken at least a year, right?
A year ago, he was already a Soul Ancestor?
As Xu Yuan gazed at his astonished classmates, he continued calmly.
"Level 4 Forging Master."
Yang Nianxia was so shocked that he shot to his feet.
Such an absurd cultivation speed, and he had already reached Level 4 in forging?
Peers?
His eyes filled with disbelief.
After all, he himself was already considered highly talented in forging, yet he had only reached Level 3. Forging was a process that required gradual accumulation; advancing in the early stages was extremely difficult.
A Level 4 Forging Master? Wu Changkong's earlier encouragement about competing for the forging committee suddenly felt like empty words.
Speaking of which, who exactly was Wulin? Could he possibly be a Level 4 Forging Master too?
Seeing his stunned classmates, Xu Yuan's smile grew even more genuine.
This felt amazing.
While inwardly reveling in their shock, he continued.
"Level 4 Mecha Designer."
Wu Siduo stood up, her expression frozen.
Other students specializing in mecha design were equally dumbfounded.
But their astonishment was only beginning.
Xu Yuan's voice rang out like a spellbinding melody, echoing in their ears.
"Level 4 Mecha Manufacturer."
"Level 4 Mecha Repair Technician."
Having introduced himself, Xu Yuan's smile reached its peak.
Meanwhile, his classmates—the cream of the crop admitted to Shrek Academy and placed in Grade 1 Class 1—were left unable to smile, feeling as if they were trapped in a dream.
Xu Yuan glanced in Tang Wulin's direction.
In the original storyline, Tang Wulin had only lacked soul power, completing spirit-forge under pressure during the assessment.
Though he hadn't been pushed to that extent by Cai Yue'er this time, there was no doubt his foundation remained solid. With even stronger soul power and blood essence compared to the original timeline, the possibility of achieving spirit-forging now was even higher.
Still, even considering that, Xu Yuan didn't feel like he was lagging behind.
Over the past three years, he had focused on strengthening his foundation, so he hadn't rushed to become a Level 5 Forging Master.
At Level 45 soul power, he was already capable of attempting spirit-forging. And with his ability to perform first-grade thousand-refinements—a half-step into spirit-forging—he was already knocking on the door. Once his soul power reached sufficient levels, breaking through to spirit-forging would be a natural progression.
Three years ago, he could already perform first-grade thousand-refinements. Now, after three years of solidifying his foundation and reaching Level 45 soul power, he was ready to make the leap at any time.
The classroom of Grade 1 Class 1 fell into absolute silence, everyone overwhelmed by profound shock.
Just moments ago, Shen Yi had explained that Level 3 auxiliary professionals were generally qualified to begin preparing battle armor. As components were designed and manufactured, the process might require growing to Level 4 or even Level 5. But without a doubt, Level 3 was enough to start working on parts.
Xu Yuan, proficient in all four auxiliary professions, had reached Level 4 in each!
And he was already at Level 45 soul power.
Every grade promotion at Shrek Academy occurred every three years. Would Xu Yuan break through to Soul King within the next three years?
It was almost a foregone conclusion.
So, wouldn't he be able to become a battle armor master in his first year?
Even among the exceptionally talented students of Shrek Academy, among the top hundred or so youths of this generation, Level 3 was already considered the pinnacle.
Aside from Xu Yuan and Tang Wulin, no one else had reached Level 4.
And Xu Yuan had achieved Level 4 in all four auxiliary professions.
Good heavens, how did he manage his time?
"Cough, cough. Now that you know Xu Yuan's strength, the upcoming class officer elections will focus on performance. The final rankings will also be a key consideration for Teacher Shen and me. You might want to consider teaming up to eliminate him?" Shen Yi suggested mischievously.
Xu Yuan knew this was the typical routine.
But he didn't find it intimidating in the slightest.
At this moment, his mindset was simple—I'm invincible, do your worst.
The only thing that might pressure him now was a coalition of geniuses.
Go ahead, unite and entertain me!
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