Ninth class citizen

Chapter 390 Don't Bow Your Head
The news that the two classes were going to compete spread quickly, thanks to the efforts of some people.

"Nonsense." Dean Xiong Ren frowned. "This Heimukan is a destabilizing factor. He's only been taught for a few days, and he's already so impatient. Doesn't he have any sense of honor as a sixth-level gene optimizer?"

“I think we don’t need to pay any attention to him.” Patricia took a sip of her black tea, a look of contentment on her face. “Since Nan Rong has agreed, he must be confident.”

"It's not that I don't trust Ms. Nan." Dean Xiong paced a few steps in his office, "but the time is simply too short. Even with a good piece of iron, how many nails can you hammer out?"

"But if we lose in the end, Heimukan will have a reason to coerce the academy into rehiring him! And at that time, we'll probably have to offer some benefits, otherwise rumors about the academy's shady hiring practices will immediately spread like wildfire!"

Patricia didn't reply. She switched to a white porcelain cloisonné enamel cup, poured a cup of black tea, and handed it to her.

"Why the rush? It hasn't happened yet." She smiled slightly. "You've forgotten, my brother should arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest."

As the top-ranked university in the federal government, the Federal University for Genetic Optimization boasts impeccable facilities.

Each grade level has its own dedicated laboratory, and advanced synthesis laboratories have been specially configured for faculty and staff to ensure that everyone in the college can synthesize reagents at any time without waiting for instructions.

The first-year pharmaceutical synthesis lab has a total of one thousand workstations, which have now been divided into two sections: one for the experimental class of 285 students and the other for the regular class of 702 students.

Both classes of students understood the importance of this test, and no one was absent.

Heimukan knew this year's students quite well. Apart from Hayden, Yu Lin, and Tang Te, there weren't many other promising students left in the experimental class.

The regular classes were a different story. His most prized students were in them, and more than a dozen of them had already synthesized first-order gene optimizers, far surpassing the other first-year students.

"Since it's a competition, we need to fully utilize the trainees' enthusiasm. Simply using a fixed dose won't achieve the same effect."

Nan Rong had no objection to Hei Mukan's suggestion. Therefore, the content of this in-class test became a matter of students deciding on the type of medicine themselves.

Each person can select ten basic materials to be used for purifying the stock solution and synthesizing drugs. The final product will be scored by the central AI system directly connected to the campus network.

Finally, the competition results are determined based on the overall average score of the students in both classes.

Since it was an in-class quiz, all materials used were provided free of charge by the college. The resulting stock solution and reagents also belong to the college.

While the trainees were receiving materials to purify the stock solution, Heimukan always wore a confident smile, his arms crossed and he remained silent.

In fact, he had already reported the matter to the head of the family and received Kuroki's approval, and had made a series of subsequent arrangements.

Of course, these arrangements are intended to trample on the current leadership of the academy and enhance the prestige of Heimukan himself and the Heimuk family, and will not directly confront Nan Rong.

There's no need to be an enemy of the president who's in love; as long as you achieve your own goals, that's enough.

"If we fail again this time, you know the consequences," Kuroki Kai warned him one last time.

Hei Mukan felt a chill run down his spine. As an outstanding talent from a collateral branch, his parents and family were all under the family's meticulous "care." And after he advanced to the sixth-tier gene optimizer, his youngest sister even gained the favor of the family head, Hei Mukui.

This was a rare honor, which made him even more cautious in his words and deeds, and he dared not make the slightest mistake.

"We guarantee that everything will be foolproof and that no further accidents will occur."

“Very good.” Kuroki Kai laughed: “If you can take advantage of this opportunity to enter the school committee, then I can promise you that I will give Sachiko a child.”

"Thank you so much for your generosity!" Hei Mukan recalled the conversation, his heart surging with excitement. The patriarch represented the purest and most superior bloodline in the world, far surpassing someone like himself with mixed blood.

If his sister could truly gain the right to give birth to a pure-blooded offspring, then even if he died immediately, it would be worthwhile.

There are many things in this world that we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate, but there are also some things that we can firmly grasp through hard work.

Take this match for example. Although it's a competition between two classes, it's actually a contest of the effort he's put into his students and his understanding of their individual abilities.

When those efforts can be objectively and fairly quantified, the influence of external forces becomes no longer important.

As he was thinking this, he saw three people suddenly walking around the corner.

Dean Xiong Ren, Ms. Patricia, and a man with a refined appearance, dressed in a magnificent silver-gray robe.

The man had the same lake-green eyes as Patricia, soft light golden hair that cascaded loosely over his shoulders, and stubble on his face that hadn't been groomed, making him look somewhat haggard.

Hei Mukan's pupils contracted for a second.

He stepped forward and bowed to the man, saying, "Good day, Your Excellency Campbell."

Kim Campbell, the current head of the Campbell family, casually replied with a "Good day," and then walked past him to stand in front of Nan Rong.

Since he entered the room, his gaze has not lingered on Hei Mukan for even a moment.

This should be the Campbell family's expression of contempt and disdain for the Kuroki family, who are trying to provoke and surpass them.

Hei Mukan was fully aware of this. He lowered his eyes, concealing his displeasure, and continued to bow to Xiong Ren and Patricia as if nothing had happened.

The two nodded perfunctorily and quickly walked past him to Nan Rong's side.

Hei Mukan clenched his fists tightly. He understood that everyone in front of him wanted to use these underhanded methods to pressure him, force him to back down, and embarrass him.

But they don't understand themselves, nor do they understand the students they have taught.

Blood surges through the body, echoing with the roar of ebb and flow in the heart and brain.

Just wait and see; there are always some things that cannot be changed by these means!
When Nan Rong first met the head of the Campbell family, she was stung by the intense sense of decadence emanating from him.

“So it was you.” Kim Campbell looked at her intently for a while before slowly saying, “She mentioned it to me many times. She even hung up on me because of you.”

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Campbell.” Nan Rong bowed deeply to Melissa’s father.

A pair of strong hands quickly supported her shoulders.

“Call me Uncle. And don’t bow your head!” Kim Campbell said. “Even in her final moments, she hoped that you would live well. And the only thing I, as her father, can do for her is to take her place and become your pillar and backbone.”

His lake-green eyes were slightly moist, but his voice was firm and resolute: "From today onwards, the entire Campbell family will be your support!"

"Whether you're a ninth-class citizen or the First Lady, we'll all stand behind you—so you'll never have to bow to anyone!"