Ninth class citizen

Chapter 395 A Magnificent Transformation
A strong force grabbed Wendy from behind. She struggled a few times, but the hand gripping her arm was like an iron clamp, and she couldn't break free at all.

She whirled around and glared at the person behind her, only to see a burly guard staring at her with annoyance: "Are you crazy?"

Before the words were even finished, the air-ground shuttle suddenly emitted a buzzing sound, visibly breaking the sound barrier and disappearing from their sight.

The force generated spilled out in all directions, blowing both of their hair to one side.

"Do you know what happened when you leaned in?" The guard let go of her hand. "It's okay if you missed it, you can just buy another ticket."

"Thank you." Wendy thanked him listlessly and checked the ticket price on the StarNet.

The next second, she jumped up, her face pale and her eyes red: "Are you robbing me? How dare you charge 1 Cowen for just one shuttle ticket?"

"Someone who's allowed into Sleipnir, would they care about such a small amount of money?" The guard scrutinized her for a few moments. "Coming here at this hour, you're probably not a recent graduate, are you?"

"No." Wendy pursed her lips and turned away, not wanting to deal with such a clueless person anymore.

Who wouldn't want to be a student at the Federal Gene Optimization Academy? The problem is, her qualifications simply don't meet the minimum admission standards!

Otherwise, why would he have endured humiliation for so long at the Gene Research Institute in Burgen?
The guard glanced down at Wendy a few times, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

This woman's identity—clearly a ninth-class citizen, not even a student—is highly suspicious!
He habitually brought up the search module in his AI, and with a quick scan, he retrieved Wendy's identity information.

As expected. This person comes from a remote, harsh ninth-class planet, and his only notable identity is that of a Federation-certified first-level botanist.

But on Sleipnir, the holy land of gene optimizers, a first-order gene optimizer is no different from an illiterate person.

The guard casually glanced down, when suddenly a line of text flashed before his eyes.

He paused for a moment, then looked back in disbelief, and his gaze and the way he addressed Wendy changed.

"You, you are a faculty member of the Federal Institute for Genetic Optimization?"

"Not really, just a tutor assistant," Wendy said truthfully.

"A teaching assistant is also a full-fledged instructor!" The guard's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"The entire college has only a little over a thousand faculty and staff members. Countless people are desperate to get in, but none of them have the chance. You've become a teaching assistant at such a young age; your future is limitless!"

"Thank you for your kind words." Wendy raised an eyebrow. "But I'm sorry, I don't have any money to tip you."

There is no rule about tipping on Xiluo Star, but there is on mid- to high-level stars, and it is quite common.

Along the way, Wendy received a lot of disdain for being stingy, but the disdain didn't make her wallet any thinner, so she continued to do things her own way.

If it weren't for this spirit of not being afraid of hardship and shamelessness, how could the 2.03 million Cowan in her account have been lying there safely until now?

In Wendy's mind, this money didn't just belong to her; a significant portion of it should have gone to Nan Rong.

What a wonderful roommate she was! Even after becoming successful, she didn't forget to help her old friend, rescuing her from dire straits and giving her a respectable job. Such a profound kindness can only be repaid with the Cowan coins I cherish most!
Is the favor of the President so easy to obtain? The cold shoulders of the powerful families in the capital city alone could drown a person. A Cinderella without money or power would certainly have a hard time.

So of this money, she should at least allocate 1.5 million, or maybe 1 million? Actually, 500,000 or 200,000 should be enough to help her, right?
"I had absolutely no intention of expecting you to repay my life-saving kindness," the guard said warmly.

"I just wanted to let you know that faculty and staff of the Federal Institute for Genetic Optimization can travel on the institute's dedicated small air-ground shuttles without having to squeeze in with others."

"Such a good thing?" Wendy's face lit up instantly, leaving the guard stunned.

Several small air-ground shuttle ships are specially provided for the college. They can arrive and depart at any time, with priority landing and departure, ensuring that all faculty and staff of the college will not be delayed at all.

Wendy was the only passenger during this time period and enjoyed the privilege of being on a private ship.

As soon as the shuttle landed, she was respectfully led by the staff who were already waiting in front to a newly opened special passage.

"Wendy, the car that Professor Nan sent to pick you up has been waiting outside for quite some time."

After Wendy left, the special passage was opened, and the passengers who had arrived earlier but were stopped were released.

"If I remember correctly, that lady was also on our spaceship, right?"

"Dressed so modestly, I thought he was some low-class person who had come from some remote corner. I never expected him to be a faculty member of the Federal Gene Optimization University!"

"Becoming an instructor at such a young age means either exceptional ability or an incredibly powerful background. Which do you think it is?"

"It doesn't matter which one it is, the important thing is that we have to hurry—if we're too late, all the good potions will be gone!"

The little girl in the princess dress shook the young lady's hand: "Mommy, is what they said true? The lady behind me just now wasn't actually a low-class person, but a faculty member of the Federal Gene Optimization Academy—which is the Federal First Academy that you were going to take me to visit, right?"

The young lady's face flushed red and then paled, and after a long pause, she said, "Your mother was mistaken. She's not a lower-class person; she's a role model for Mimi to learn from. The reason your mother brought you here specifically to see her is so you can see the direction you should strive for in the future."

When Wendy entered the vast floating palace led by Jacob, she thought she was dreaming.

White jade pillars, black jade floor tiles inlaid with gold thread, and carpets woven from extremely precious thin-winged spider silk, each inch of which is worth millions of dollars, but here they are laid out in a continuous expanse, covering a hall of nearly a thousand square meters.

And those decorative paintings, chandeliers and ornaments everywhere are made of rare materials that she has never seen before, each one of which is beyond her reach.

Wendy walked awkwardly toward Nan Rong. The latter was standing in front of a large white jade table laden with delicacies from various star systems, smiling at her.

The two embraced gently, then quickly separated.

"Are you hungry? Eat something to tide you over." Nan Rong pretended not to hear the rumbling in Wendy's stomach.

Wendy's mind wanted to be a little polite to Nan Rong, but her hands, feet, and mouth disagreed.

So a few seconds later, she had already picked up a plate of peeled blue needle sea urchins, happily scooped out the golden, plump sea urchin meat, and stuffed it into her mouth.

She moved so fast that even the well-trained servants didn't have time to serve the specially prepared sauce.