Ninth class citizen

Chapter 370 First Lesson
The same notice has also been posted on the college's academic affairs website.

The Federal Institute for Genetic Optimization is divided into eight grades. Grades one through five are basic classes that everyone is eligible to attend, while grades six through eight are advanced classes that only a select few elites can enter. Upon graduation, they will receive the special title of genetic research scholar.

Nan Rong, as the new mentor, was assigned to teach the first-year students.

This actually aligns perfectly with her intentions, because older students are prone to rigid thinking, and what she wants to do is help them completely break down and reshape their minds.

It must be admitted that Jacob is indeed quite capable. In just over an hour, he had already purchased and installed a complete set of gene optimization equipment and set up the synthesis laboratory.

Nan Rong slept soundly that night. When she woke up in the morning, Jacob, like any competent butler, waited outside Nan Rong's bedroom and led her to enjoy a delicious and sumptuous breakfast.

The style of the breakfast was familiar to her, with the unique personal characteristics of Chef Zhu Neng, which she had quite liked when she was in the other world.

Back then, there weren't such high-end ingredients, nor were there stable places to cook. Most of the time, they could only eat the energy bars she carried in her space. Occasionally, Zhu would use pre-made semi-finished products to do some processing, and that would be an unforgettable feast.

After drinking a large bowl of peach blossom shrimp and sea urchin porridge and a large plate of crab meat steamed dumplings, Nan Rong rode a light gold special hovercar to the Federal Gene Optimization Academy.

As Jacob saw her off, he yawned loudly in front of her.

This was certainly somewhat impolite, so he apologized rather embarrassedly. But what Nan Rong minded was not this, but rather that with Jacob's abilities as a fourth-level martial artist and a second-level fire-type superhuman, he shouldn't have looked so haggard.

But since it was almost time for class, Nan Rong didn't think much of it.

Pharmaceutical synthesis was the second class in the morning, and normally the class should be held in the synthesis laboratory.

This was the arrangement made by the other tutors for at least the first few months after they enrolled.

But today's course is different. The new instructor's rank and qualifications are already highly questionable, and holding the course in a regular lecture hall will inevitably arouse suspicion among the students.

"So, Professor Kuroki has really withdrawn from this course?"

“It’s clearly posted on the academic affairs website,” said a well-informed, baby-faced student. “First-year courses have always been taught by sixth-level instructors, and there are two observation classes taught by seventh-level instructors every year. Now that there’s an additional fifth-level instructor, someone will naturally be pushed out.”

"But I genuinely feel that Professor Kuroki's demonstration lessons are particularly simple and easy to understand. Moreover, he is not arrogant like other professors, and he is always patient and thorough in answering questions."

“Who says otherwise?” The baby-faced student looked around, gestured for the people next to him to come closer, and whispered, “You know, not to mention the potion synthesis class, the entire academic affairs website no longer has Instructor Blackwood’s name.”

"No way?" The other trainees looked around in astonishment: "Is that really why?"

"Have you heard about yesterday's special test?" the baby-faced student said, while making a "five" shape with his hand.

"Even His Majesty the President has graced us with his presence; surely everyone with ears knows this, right?" Several other students remarked, then suddenly realized, "You're not suggesting there's something fishy about that additional test, are you?" "I didn't say anything," the baby-faced student sneered. "But I do know one thing: in the past, the special additional test never exceeded the third rank. This time, suddenly it opened up to the fifth rank, setting a new record in the Federation's history."

"Indeed, and that person's resume is openly displayed on the StarNet. He had participated in a unified second-level certification before, and this time he directly became a fifth-level one."

"Mentor Kuroki is a person who doesn't tolerate any nonsense. I heard that he insisted on his principles yesterday, which caused a lot of unpleasantness."

“Now I understand.” Another student said thoughtfully, “No wonder His Majesty the President took the time out of his busy schedule to travel across the star system to come here—was he trying to put pressure on the association?”

"This can't be right! His Majesty the President is my idol, I can't imagine him doing something that would affect the certification process!"

“He is also my idol. But no matter how great a hero is, once he falls in love, he is bound to do something excessive.”

"Compared to His Majesty Tianli's great achievements, this little bit of favoritism is understandable, but the premise is that Ms. Nan doesn't come out as a mentor. Isn't that misleading students?"

Several people were huddled together, talking animatedly, when suddenly a cold voice was heard: "Have you all seen Instructor Nan with your own eyes? Do you know what kind of person she is?"

Several people looked up and saw Tang Te with his arms crossed.

Like Hayden, he was a lowly commoner from a ninth-rank star, naturally repulsive.

"What?" The baby-faced man rolled his eyes. "Did I step on your tail? Oh, I forgot, the Nan Instructor you mentioned also comes from a lowly ninth-rank star, so that's why you're speaking up for her?"

Tang Te sneered, "Gossiping behind people's backs and spewing vulgarities, is this what you call the cultivation of an average citizen?"

"So what?" Another student raised an eyebrow at him. "If I were you, I'd behave myself today. Where are your two inseparable buddies? Why aren't they sitting with you?"

Tang Te actually had the same doubts. Yu Lin and Hayden hadn't shown up during the first simulated picking class in the morning, and he hadn't received a response when he tried to contact them using the AI.

Normally this shouldn't happen, but since this is within the Federal Institute for Genetic Optimization, there shouldn't be any danger.

"Haha." Another student laughed: "Your information is too outdated! We saw the two of them outside the cafeteria this morning."

"What's wrong with them?" Tang Te looked at their blatant gloating expressions and had a bad feeling.

"Sigh, we're all classmates, this kind of thing can't be kept secret anyway." The baby-faced man sighed dramatically. "He was taken away by the school disciplinary team. Apparently, he attacked a senior in public with his superpowers and was reported to the school's supervisory committee."

"Impossible!" Tang Te said instinctively. "Those two aren't that impulsive. And the senior you're talking about, could it be Sena's group?"

The baby-faced man spread his hands innocently: "I have no idea. In short, the school's disciplinary committee wouldn't even bother with ordinary matters. Your two friends are most likely going to be expelled!"