Ninth class citizen

Chapter 335 Don’t regret it

"Are you kidding me?" Elder Mu felt like his brain was about to short-circuit. "How could you possibly make a mistake?"

"Although I was acting under orders, I was indeed the one who covered up this student's information."

He transmitted these words directly into Elder Mu's mind.

The latter's mind went blank for a while before he understood the meaning behind his words, and his eyes widened even more.

"It's you. You said you were ordered. Could it be that you were ordered to do this?" A huge wave of emotions surged in his mind, and even the voice he was sending was incoherent.

Instructor Zhou would only obey the dean's orders; he could not, and dared not, lie about such matters.

So here's the question: Why would the Dean specifically instruct Instructor Zhou to cover up a new student's personal information?

Who exactly is this new student? Could he be a descendant of one of the Dean's close friends?
Considering the other party's behavior just now, remaining calm and composed from beginning to end, arguing logically based on the college rules, how could they be like a freshman who has just entered the school?
If that's the case, then I wonder if I've offended someone with what I just said or did?
Actions were faster than thoughts; Elder Mu had already flicked his finger, releasing the oppressive aura he had previously exerted.

Although the three catgirls were inside the protective shield, they were still affected. When the pressure suddenly eased, they collapsed to the ground, coughing heavily.

Nan Rong quickly helped them up and put a pill made from a second-tier A-grade gene repair agent into each of their mouths.

The pills were still effective there, and the three of them quickly recovered.

Nan Rong then raised her head and looked at Elder Mu.

She had been watching the commotion all along, and even though she hadn't heard the last two sentences of conversation, she could roughly guess what had happened.

"Instructor Zhou, Elder Mu." She smiled slightly, "Do the rest of us still need to go back with you to be punished?"

"Of course not!" Elder Mu said with an upright and dignified expression.
"To be honest, I'm somewhat ashamed to say that I should thank you, Nan, for discovering and correcting the deep-seated problems in the college. After the matter is thoroughly investigated, I will request the college committee to issue a commendation to you!"

It was just an empty honor, and Nan Rong had no interest in it whatsoever.

"So, we can leave now?" she asked.

Coach Zhou, who had been standing to the side with a smile, suddenly spoke up: "They can do it, but you can't."

Elder Mu's eyes widened instantly. How come he had never heard of Instructor Zhou being such a fickle person before?

Coach Zhou didn't seem inclined to explain anything to them.

With a flick of his sleeve, he disappeared along with Nan Rong.

Standing before a tall and majestic white jade palace, Nan Rong felt a long-lost chill.

The white jade pillars, steps, ground, and walls all emitted layers of chilling white mist, which would condense into a fine layer of frost upon contact with the skin.

The chill of the frost was even more intense than that of the white mist; it was like needles pricking and knives cutting, an irresistible cold that penetrated to the very bone, making even the blood seem to freeze.

"It was the Dean who sent you." Instructor Zhou knocked lightly on the door, and the white jade hall door opened automatically.

Nan Rong took two steps, but was forced to turn back by the biting cold air that rushed towards her from inside.

Then she discovered that Coach Zhou not only did not follow her in, but had already turned around and was about to leave.

"Instructor Zhou?" She immediately used spatial teleportation, but could only move to the doorway and couldn't step out of the hall.

Coach Zhou turned around, grinned at her, waved his hand lightly, and then teleported away without hesitation. The palace doors closed right in front of Nan Rong, who helplessly turned back and plunged into the increasingly intense cold.

I don't know what this cold air is, and even if I try to absorb it using the methods taught in the "Theory of the Origin of the Universe", I can only absorb a tiny bit.

Even this tiny bit almost froze Nan Rong's very soul.

That wretched demon king! Nothing good ever comes from getting involved with him! Nan Rong thought angrily, and fully activated the "Theory of the Origin of the Universe". Golden characters hovered and danced around her, and the pale golden light gradually pushed back the cold mist, slowly opening up a passage with a visibility of only half a meter in the extremely cold icy mist.

The solidified space failed in this dilapidated place, and Nan Rong couldn't even get out some warm clothes. She could only shiver and huddle forward. She didn't know how long she walked, but suddenly a bright light appeared ahead.

Nan Rong was overjoyed. She didn't want to stay in this awful place for even a minute longer; she just wanted to get an explanation and leave immediately. She was looking forward to having barbecue with her friends that evening!
The source of the light is a huge jade wall between the front and rear halls, which is completely smooth and can serve as a projection screen.

In fact, it is playing this role, revealing Tian Li's aloof and indifferent face.

He was dressed in a silver-gray federal marshal's uniform, with gold buttons fastened all the way to his chin. A long string of colorful badges adorned his chest, and a gold and red sash hung down from his shoulders. He looked down at Nan Rong from his high position.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Nan Rong barely managed to clench her hands, which were already frozen and numb, and bowed slightly, saying, "Dean."

She actually wanted to put on a smile, but her face was frozen stiff by the frost, and speaking was the best she could manage.

"I'll give you three days," Tian Li's voice came from the light screen. "Draft a preliminary plan for the evolution of the plane and submit it for my review."

Nan Rong looked back in disbelief but expressionlessly: "Didn't they say that freshmen would have to take a full month of general education courses, and then the examiners would guide everyone to jointly develop the curriculum?"

“That applies to other people,” Tian Li said dismissively. “We don’t need to go through that trouble.”

We? You have the nerve to use that word?

A surge of anger rose from the depths of Nan Rong's heart: "Should I thank you for thinking so highly of me? Or do you think I was born with innate knowledge, capable of everything from body shaping to becoming a savior all by myself?"

Unbeknownst to her, as she raised her voice, the ice crystals on her face began to fall away, revealing her reddened skin underneath. Combined with her bright, clear eyes, she looked much more vibrant than before.

Tian Li's expression remained unchanged, his eyes deep and unfathomable, revealing not a trace of emotion.

“I thought that after a successful body sculpting, you would have gained some insight—but it turns out you are still as clueless as ever.”

"That time it was just luck!" Nan Rong rolled her eyes. "But what kind of job are you asking me to do now? Leading the evolution of a plane, is that something you can succeed at by luck?"

Tian Li looked at her quietly, then suddenly curled his lips into a faint smile that was almost imperceptible.

"Just lucky? No wonder you think that way." He said, "You've gotten away with it quite a few times in front of me, to the point that even I had my doubts and gave you an extra test."

"But now I can tell you clearly—there is never any luck, only inevitability."

“So for the next three days, you will stay here and focus on making a plan,” he said. “I believe you will make the best choice for the Qian 9999 plane.”

"Wait a minute," Nan Rong practically sprinted to the bottom of the jade wall, only to find that the light and shadow on it had completely dimmed, returning to a cold, flaky white jade wall.

"You shameless old scoundrel! I'll never forgive you!" She gritted her teeth for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up, and a sly smile appeared on her face.

"You said it yourself, no matter what plan I come up with, it's the most suitable for the development of this plane—I hope you'll still be this stubborn then!"