Ninth class citizen

Chapter 327 Forwarding That Lucky Koi
Nan Rong's mind was also in a mess. She hadn't expected that the so-called Cosmic Heritage Academy was secretly harboring such a powerful move.

Pick one student from each plane, teach them to possess abilities far exceeding those of their own plane, and then force them to lead the evolution of their plane—it sounds like forcing growth, even more absurd than saving the world.

I have no idea which brainless idiot came up with such a ridiculous plan.

Nan Rong looked up and met the eyes of Instructor Lu, who was calmly standing on the podium.

The latter nodded slightly to her, appearing quite friendly and seemingly unconcerned about the noise below.

That's true. No matter how difficult it is, there are people who have succeeded before.

Yesterday, during the body shaping session, she had personally heard the senior student in charge of admissions mention it.

Those senior students who were qualified to recruit students in various planes have already completed their missions in their respective planes, such as Enski, the chief examiner of the Tower.

Lu Che, who is on the podium, is qualified to serve as an instructor, and should be no less capable than him.

Apart from Nan Rong, none of her new friends participated in the discussion.

Catwoman's face scrunched up like a bun, and she subconsciously licked her furry palm, swallowing the pretty little pearly pink pill along with it, without even realizing it.

Heyal's face flushed, and his peach blossom eyes were filled with excitement, as if he had been injected with a lot of adrenaline by this sense of mission.

The calmest of them all was the octopus-man, Tafa. His expression was composed, as if he had been mentally prepared for this. When he saw Nan Rong looking over, he even gave her a reassuring nod.

Indeed, this person must have received advance guidance from the generous senior student Enski, which is why he is so confident now.

Unlike herself, even though the chief examiner was the dean himself, she was like a little kid who popped out of a rock pit, relying entirely on sunshine and rain to grow naturally. Not only did she not benefit from any light, but she was also behind others in terms of information.

As for the matter of what strange beast spirits Nan Rong had swallowed while shaping her body in Jade Liquid Lake, she had selectively forgotten about it at this moment.

Among the trainees, there are quite a few who remain calm like Tafa.

Instructor Lu took in everyone's reactions, then lowered his hands and said calmly, "I know everyone's opinions."

"But I want to tell you that the academy does not give you impossible tasks, but rather goals that you have the opportunity to achieve through long-term and unremitting efforts."

"Since its founding, the Academy of Cosmic Heritage has seen 3298 million planes complete their evolution."

"All students who complete their mission will receive unimaginable benefits, including but not limited to an extra-long lifespan, the opportunity to settle in the core of the universe with the people they care about, and so on."

These words successfully made many trainees' eyes light up with anticipation.

"Of course, you will not be traveling alone. I, the other instructors, and the other senior students who have completed their own missions will share our experiences. And the examiners of your plane will be involved in the entire process of formulating the plane's evolution plan and will assist you in completing your mission in practice."

"So now," Instructor Lu scanned the students below, "anyone who thinks they're not good enough can step forward now."

"The college doesn't need mediocre people who complain before they've even started doing anything—if you step down, there are plenty of people willing to take your place."

This time, everyone was as quiet as chickens, and no one raised any objections.

“Very good,” said Instructor Deer. “Then let me introduce the standards for dimensional evolution.”

That is, there is no standard.

All students:
Nan Rong: This answer is absolutely brilliant. "The vast world, with its countless planes, each has its own laws," said Instructor Lu.

"The evolutionary standards of plane A, when applied to plane B, are like poison. Not only are they ineffective, they may even lead to the plane's degradation—history has provided bloody lessons for this."

"I must remind everyone that if your wrong decisions lead to similar consequences, you will face the most severe punishment. Believe me, you don't want to know what the punishment will be."

When Professor Zhou woke up, it was nearly noon. Since the day he became the dean's assistant, he had never had a full night's sleep—of course, with his current physical cultivation level, he didn't need to sleep much anyway.

But whether you need it or not is a different matter from whether you can have it.

Sufficient sleep makes you feel refreshed, but it also means you'll definitely have a lot of things piling up on your mind.

Coach Zhou immediately focused his consciousness into his black jade badge, only to find his inbox empty, with no new messages.

Neither the dean, nor the academic committee, nor the students and instructors bothered him with trivial matters as they had before.

It was truly a rare moment of peace and quiet. Coach Zhou conjured a jade teapot emitting wisps of steam, poured himself a cup of tea brimming with spiritual energy, and then let out a contented sigh.

Then, his gaze fell on a spot outside the window, and his expression froze instantly.

The next second, Coach Zhou appeared in front of the only tall tree in the courtyard.

The tree was about thirty meters tall, straight all over, with white bark and black-edged scales. Its umbrella-like canopy was covered with strings of dark green, feathery leaves that swayed gently in the breeze.

Among those clusters of feathery leaves, two snow-white, gourd-shaped fruits appeared out of nowhere, their bodies shimmering with a faint glow.

Coach Zhou hovered quietly in front of the tree canopy, his pupils reflecting the two fruits, and a hint of tears welled up in his eyes.

It has been exactly 50,035 years and 213 days.

The dragon scale tree that he and his wife planted together has finally borne fruit.

Everyone knows that waiting for the dragon scale tree to bear fruit is like hitting the jackpot.

Only one out of thousands of dragon scale trees might actually bear fruit.

But the fruit's effects were truly extraordinary, enough to enable him and his wife to have their own offspring.

They came from different dimensions, and even though their bodies were reshaped, they could not have children due to the fundamental difference in their souls.

Unless the dragon scale trees they planted themselves bear fruit.

After so many years, Coach Zhou had already given up hope.

Unexpectedly, it suddenly bore fruit today! And two of them at once!
Unable to contain his excitement, Coach Zhou immediately contacted his wife via his badge: "Xiao Tang, when will things finish on your end? I have some good news to tell you."

For a long time after the communication ended, Coach Zhou was still immersed in indescribable excitement, until his badge lit up again and someone asked to speak with him.

When he saw Nan Rong's name, he suddenly realized what was going on.

He was not a lucky man; there are no coincidences in this world.

Stealing half a day of leisure from a busy life, and the dragon scale tree bearing fruit after ten thousand years—how could such good things happen at the same time?
There's only one reason: he had close contact with Nan Rong yesterday! The new student who absorbed the wisp of luck from the beginning of the universe during the body-shaping process and became a lucky koi fish!