SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The principal paused again, then said, word by word, "In this devastating war, it seems we've won, but it also seems... we haven't won."

"Whoosh—"

Exclamations of surprise instantly filled the entire venue!

Everyone stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief, the brilliance that had just ignited by victory instantly dimmed.

This news was never made public. They only knew that the war was brutal, but they did not know that even the White Death had fallen!

Although the Guardian Envoy is the strongest fighting force in humankind, he rarely appears in the public eye.

But the words "White Death" are enough to command the utmost respect from the entire nation of China.

Even ordinary people would feel awe upon hearing this title, and it is universally acknowledged among the awakened:

In this era, the White Death reigns supreme, and none can rival him!

Just as the freshmen were still reeling from the shock of the White Death's demise, the principal's deep voice rang out again:

"Although the SSS-class calamity has been destroyed, the situation is still far from optimistic. The calamities and unrest in the city will only be worse than before."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the puzzled freshmen below the stage, just as he was about to explain.

But then he caught a glimpse of a freshman in the last corner, looking up at the ceiling, a flash of anger in his eyes, before he suppressed it and continued speaking:

"You might wonder, why would the world become even more chaotic after the fall of the two kings?"

The new students nodded in unison, waiting for the principal to reveal the answer.

That's because...

The principal looked at the last row again, only to see that the freshman was still looking up at the sky, as if everything around him was irrelevant.

He changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "Now we will choose a freshman to ask a question, and also see how much you understand about the Awakened and the Calamity."

As soon as the words were spoken, the thousands of freshmen who had been concentrating instantly lowered their heads in unison, afraid that they would be clueless when their names were called and leave a bad first impression.

Only Lin Mu remained leaning back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the ceiling, his thoughts drifting off somewhere.

"Good!" The principal's voice carried a hint of deliberate approval.

"The student in the last row on the right is very enthusiastic, holding their head high, which must be very confident. Please stand up and answer the question."

The Great Hall was silent; no one responded…

Lin Mu suddenly snapped out of his daze, looking at the unanimous gazes of everyone turning to look at him, his face full of confusion:

Why is it suddenly so quiet? Why is everyone looking at me?

At this moment, a very round-figured fat man sitting two rows in front of Lin Mu whispered to him, "Hey, bro, the principal is asking you to stand up and answer a question!"

"You dared to daydream during the opening ceremony? You're really something! I'm impressed!"

Lin Mu: ………? ? ?

After a moment of hesitation, Lin Mu immediately stood up and asked the two fat men in front of him in a serious tone, "Brothers, what was the question again?"

The surrounding freshmen burst into suppressed laughter, and the atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became subtle.

"Perhaps this student didn't hear clearly, so let me repeat it again." The principal's voice turned colder.

"Why did the world become more chaotic after the fall of the two kings? Please answer this question using your own understanding."

"With the two kings fallen, calamity has no master." Lin Mu blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

"Goodness, his answer wasn't even as long as the principal's question."

"Exactly, this person is already halfway to failure. Their first impression upon entering the school is already a zero."

"Keep your voices down, or we'll be the ones getting questioned if we attract the principal's attention."

Inside the auditorium, the freshmen discussed the matter, feeling sympathy for the man while watching the spectacle.

But the principal's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at him intently, slowly uttering two words: "Not bad."

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Are these eight characters really that good?

Four of those words were a repetition of the principal's words! What gives him the right?

The freshmen looked at Lin Mu again, and the sympathy in their eyes instantly turned into envy and jealousy.

The fat guy sitting in the third-to-last row widened his small eyes and turned to look at him in disbelief: "Brother, you've been hiding your true abilities!"

"Okay, then I'll ask another question," the principal continued.

"There's no standard answer to this question. I just want to hear your thoughts on the newly established [Daylight] at your age."

Lin Mu raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat bewildered, then looked towards the high platform and asked earnestly, "Principal, what is daytime?"

"Pfft—" In an instant, the freshmen's snickers came one after another.

Lin Mu's gaze swept across the entire room, his expression growing increasingly puzzled.

Because he genuinely didn't know what daylight was, in fact. He hadn't even had time to check the latest news, having only bought his phone on the way to Jiangda University.

But the next second, Lin Mu's mind had already conjured up many ideas, and a hint of disdain appeared on his lips:

Even without me, Zhen'e Ting is not something a newly established organization can replace.

"Dude, is your internet 2G? That news was all over TV three days ago!"

The fat man turned his head to complain again, but this time he accidentally twisted his neck and quickly massaged it with his hands while turning his head back and sighing softly:

"Going to school is such a hassle. If I get a cramp, I have to rub it myself. If I were at home... sigh~"

The principal was taken aback by the question, then shook his head and said gently, "It's nothing, it's alright if you don't know. Please sit down."

After Lin Mu sat down again, the principal's speech lasted for a full two hours.

As the event drew to a close, the principal's voice suddenly rose, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Today, as the opening ceremony of Jiang University, we have also invited a very important person."

As soon as the words were spoken, the eyes of thousands of freshmen lit up instantly, and their breathing became rapid.

For most freshmen, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see a person above the First-Class Suppressor of Calamity.

"Next, please welcome the Special Envoy of the Zhen'e Court, a sixth-tier Awakened One—Lü Ping..."

Before the principal could finish speaking, he was drowned out by thunderous applause.

The principal smiled and looked to the left of the platform.

Immediately afterwards, a burly man with a rugged face, dressed in a white Zhen'erting uniform, walked steadily onto the stage.

After a brief handshake, the principal turned and left.

The applause from the new students grew even louder.

It should be noted that the highest combat strength of the Zhen'e Division guarding Jiangcheng is only at the fifth rank.

The figures of awakened individuals above the sixth rank are usually only seen in the Holy Capital or cities where large-scale calamities have broken out!

Lin Mu, sitting in the last row, looked at the platform with great interest, thinking to himself:

It seems everything is alright in Zhen'e Court...

Besides, given Lü Ping's personality, he probably wouldn't finish speaking in more than a minute, right?

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Lu Ping, who was standing in front of the podium, suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He was startled and unconsciously glanced behind him.

I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one was around, but I was still a little dazed.