The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

The next day at dawn, the same intense running around began again.

Classrooms, training grounds... her figure frequently appeared in different locations.

After a week of such intense study, Moran gained a clear understanding of the difficulty of the courses she had chosen, the teachers' teaching styles, and her own learning capacity.

She already knew which courses required more effort and which could be tackled at a faster pace.

After the week's courses ended, she immediately contacted all the teachers and booked subsequent courses, extending her already packed schedule into the distant future.

Moran was so engrossed in her intense study that she was unaware that she had dropped a bombshell on the faculty of Mirror Ruins University.

Every teacher who gave her individual lessons was invariably amazed by her incredible learning ability, absorption efficiency, and quick comprehension.

Whether it's complex martial arts techniques or obscure theories, she can often grasp the essence after just one or two demonstrations or explanations, and can even raise profound questions.

This teaching experience is incredibly enjoyable for the teachers.

However, the aftereffects of this "ultimate experience" soon became apparent.

When these teachers finished their highly effective one-on-one teaching with Moran and turned to teach large group classes in regular classes, a huge sense of loss instantly overwhelmed them.

Seeing the students below the stage needing repeated explanations to barely understand, and still having distorted movements even after multiple practice sessions—a "normal" learning speed—the teachers were momentarily at a loss for how to adapt.

Especially Zhan Min, the senior footwork instructor known for his strictness.

She had just finished a few private lessons with Moran that she could only call "enjoyable" when she turned around and saw that the students in the advanced class were even stumbling over the most basic combination change of direction. Her anger flared up instantly.

"Center of gravity! How many times have I told you! You need to lower your center of gravity! Not hunch over!"

"Prediction! Are your eyes just for breathing? Can't you see the trajectory of a simulated attack?"

"Too slow! At this speed, you would have been eaten as snacks by the mirror beasts in the real mirror space!"

The atmosphere in the classroom was more oppressive than ever before, and the students were scolded until they were humiliated and complained bitterly.

Finally, one of the bolder students couldn't help but complain in a low voice after class: "What's wrong with Teacher Zhan Min lately? Has she eaten explosives? She's a hundred times scarier than before!"

Zhan Min overheard this and turned around abruptly, her eyes sharp as knives. She said coldly, "What did I do? I was saving your lives! At your current level, if you don't work harder, even the freshmen who just enrolled will be better than you!"

The students were immediately in an uproar, looking at each other in disbelief.

Which freshman is so outstanding that Professor Zhan Min would say something like that?
Similar scenarios played out in different classrooms.

When teachers are frustrated with their students' lack of progress, they often can't help but use Moran as an example:
"Look at you guys! Moran only learned it yesterday, and she can already apply it fluently today!"

"Mo Lan raised this question during the first lesson, prompting us to think about it more deeply..."

"If you put in half the effort of others, you wouldn't need to spend Mirror Coins to attend the same courses several times!"

The name "Mo Lan" quickly spread among both new and returning students, accompanied by various praises and comparisons from the teachers.

Privately, everyone inquired about who this suddenly appearing "Molan" really was.

When all the information was put together, it all pointed to a shocking fact: Mo Lan was a freshman in the gifted youth program who had just enrolled this year!
She took an astonishing number of courses, seemingly without needing time to digest them, completing them one after another in a rapid fashion. While others needed a semester or even a year to finish a course, she could complete the assessments and achieve excellent results in about a month!
"The students in the gifted youth program are amazing!"

"I was also in the gifted youth program, and I can vouch for her, she's absolutely a monster..."

"Doesn't she need to sleep to cultivate?"

Soon, when students were borrowing less popular books from the library, they inadvertently noticed that many of the books had the name of Moran as the most recent borrower!
Moreover, the number is staggering.

When the news spread, everyone suddenly realized what had happened.

It turns out that what's terrifying isn't just her class speed, but also her reading speed, which is superior to others.

The students in the gifted youth program are already incredibly talented, and now their efforts are even more impressive than theirs.

For a time, the senior students of Mirror Ruins University felt unprecedented pressure, while the freshmen, in their shock, regarded Moran as their goal to catch up with.

The number of people in the library space has increased significantly, the lights in the training field have been turned off later, and even the sounds of people discussing homework in the cafeteria have become much louder.

An unprecedented wave of involution swept through Mirror Ruins University because of Moran, the suddenly appearing "King of Involution".

Meanwhile, Moran herself, who was at the center of the storm, was completely unaware of it. The month was up, and she was in the training ground preparing to spar with Qu Luo.

In stark contrast to Morana's eager and even excited state, Qu Luo nervously gripped a pair of seemingly insignificant short spikes, her head lowered, her eyes darting around, every cell in her body radiating a strong sense of resistance, "I want to go home" and "I don't want to fight."

If it weren't for Teacher Mei Ye standing by with her arms crossed and expressionless, supervising her, she probably would have already activated the mirror emblem and fled.

"Let the sparring begin." As soon as Teacher Meiye finished speaking, Moran moved.

Her footwork was nimble, and she closed in as fast as the wind, her long sword drawing an arc as she tentatively attacked Qu Luo's shoulder.

However, just as the sword tip was about to touch Qu Luo, Qu Luo, who had been keeping her head down, seemed to have become a different person!

Her body, which had been hunched over, suddenly shrank to the side and back like a startled earthworm. The movement was minimal, but the speed was astonishing, allowing the sword to graz her by the slightest margin.

At the same time, she instinctively thrust the pair of short daggers in her hand straight at Moran's exposed wrist and elbow joints from the attack.

"!" Moran was startled and quickly changed his move to block, the long sword clashing with the short dagger with a crisp sound.

She had drunk a weakening potion, which had lowered her physical condition, and her wrist was now slightly numb from the shock.

What a quick reaction! What a practical tactic!

Moran's fighting spirit intensified, and she began to use all the techniques she had learned in class, her footwork changing and her swordsmanship flowing.

Qu Luo's reaction remained consistent—extremely simple, efficient, and even tinged with a wild intuition and ruthlessness.

She almost never attacks first, but every dodge is perfectly timed, every block lands at the most effortless point, and every counterattack is aimed at the vital points, forcing Moran to retreat and defend.

Ironically, after retaliating, he apologized with great frustration, and then attacked Moran's weaknesses again the next time.

She used the most timid tone to deliver the most vicious attack—that perfectly describes her. (End of Chapter)