If you want to survive after transmigrating, become the male protagonist's new mother.

Pei Yuening was stunned.

Although there is no longer any plot, he is quite certain that this person does not exist in the original work, and he has searched through his memories but could not find the name "Claude".

So he asked in a low voice, "Who is this?"

Ryan glanced at him, leaned closer and whispered, "That's the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Rekeaia. He's already a B-rank swordsman at such a young age, and he's quite famous."

Pei Yuening twitched her chin and subconsciously glanced at Lin Huaijin beside her.

Ren Huaijin is also a prince's son, but he usually keeps a low profile at school, just like an ordinary student.

At most, people would nod to each other when they met; when has there ever been such a solemn and respectful ceremony with everyone bowing?

Pei Yuening got goosebumps.

If he had to live like that at school every day, he'd probably die on the spot.

"Hmm." Claude smiled and nodded.

He walked straight to the empty seat and sat down without looking to either side, and the other students of Rekia followed suit.

No one spoke at the Holy Academy; most people opened their textbooks expressionlessly, demonstrating their resolve through their actions.

Shut my butt.

The school bell rang, and He Shuming walked in.

She stood in front of the podium, pausing for a moment on Rekia and her group.

Then, she spoke calmly.

"Dear students, we have a delegation from Rekia who have come all the way to observe our class today."

"The Holy Academy was the first academy on the mainland to offer potion courses, and it has accumulated extensive experience in potion research."

"The students from Rekea have come to exchange ideas and learn from each other. I hope we can all learn from each other and make progress together."

A round of polite applause erupted from the audience.

He Shuming spoke concisely and to the point, without saying anything superfluous, and quickly announced the start of the class.

"Today's topic is deformable water."

"The standard for the finished product is very simple. Before the course ends, I will distribute white mice to everyone. Whoever can turn it into a rabbit will pass the test."

He Shuming said, "Alright, please turn to page 288 of your textbook, which is about the Transformation Potion."

The students below the stage got busy with their own tasks.

Pei Yuening referred to the book and took out several medicinal herbs from the materials box and placed them on the table.

Silverscale grass, twilight moss, dragonfly wing powder, and a small pinch of moonstone powder.

Following the steps in the textbook, he first crushed the silver scale grass in a mortar.

Then, the twilight moss needs to be soaked in water for 15 minutes. Only after it has soaked will it release the active ingredients needed for its transformation.

"Don't rush to mix them all together," Ryan whispered a reminder. "We need to prepare the base first."

Pei Yuening quickly stopped, saying, "Oh, okay."

As he spoke, he sifted dragonfly wing powder into a beaker.

After adding water and mixing, the solution gradually develops a pearly, cloudy sheen.

Then came a flurry of activity.

Lin Huaijin, standing nearby, glanced at Pei Yuening's table and said, "Too much silver scale grass."

"what?"

"Your color is too dark; it should normally be more whitish."

Pei Yuening looked down at the beaker, then glanced at the reference color chart in the textbook, and sure enough, something was wrong.

Vocals, I almost got forced to love them again by the reflection report.

He quickly picked up the beaker, poured out half of it, and added distilled water back in, barely managing to get the color back on track.

"It's a good thing you took a look..."

"Yeah, it's good if you're more careful."

"Okay, okay."

Lin Huaijin lowered his head and added a drop of snake saliva to his crucible. The flames shot up and then quickly subsided.

Ryan was carefully weighing the powder, and Ollie sat next to him, holding the measuring cup for him and taking the opportunity to touch his hand.

Finally, the two exchanged glances and blushed.

Pei Yuening withdrew his gaze and focused on dealing with his crucible.

He filtered out the soaked moss water and slowly slid it into the beaker along the glass rod.

Fortunately, I had some practical experience in high school chemistry from my previous life, so I wasn't completely unable to do this well.

The moment the liquids meet, a fine white foam appears on the surface.

After it fades, it becomes a translucent, clear liquid.

The final step is to add an activating trigger.

He took out a small pinch of moonstone powder, sprinkled it on the edge of the beaker, and then gently stirred it with a glass rod.

As he stirred, the liquid became increasingly clean.

He Shuming happened to walk up to him and glanced down at his finished product.

The liquid surface is calm, colorless and transparent, without stratification or suspended residue.

She neither said it was good nor bad, but simply wrote down the rating in her notebook and then moved on to the next table.

Pei Yuening shrank his neck.

The feeling of having a proctor hovering around you is something Jenny Ma really likes.

But that doesn't stop him from showing off.

Pei Yuening leaned closer to Lin Huaijin and whispered, "I think it's a sure thing."

Lin Huaijin: Not necessarily. All we know for now is that you haven't messed up, and you don't need to go back and write a report like last time.

"...Ouch!"

The two chatted casually, while Ryan and Ollie across from them were exchanging glances.

Ryan was focused on adding materials to the crucible when a strange sensation suddenly ran down his back.

It seemed like someone was looking at me.

He stopped, frowned slightly, and turned his head to look behind him.

The front row was full of Rekea's people, all of them engrossed in their own experiments and not paying any attention to him.

Pei Yuening noticed his unusual behavior: "What's wrong?"

Ryan turned back and smiled, "It's nothing, I just had a bad feeling."

"Okay, okay." Pei Yuening glanced at the back row following his gaze, but didn't find anything, so she didn't ask any further questions.

Before the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, each group submitted their finished products.

He Shuming distributed white mice and examined them one by one.

The water that Pei Yuening and the other three used to transform was pure in color and had a uniform texture.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea after being poured into the white mouse's drinking water, the tuft of white fur gradually swelled and deformed, eventually turning into a fluffy gray rabbit.

He Shuming glanced at them and announced their results.

All four are A's.

Pei Yuening secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of the other students' grades ranged from C to B.

On Rekea's side, most people's potions were either too pale or layered, barely managing to get a B grade.

Only the rabbit in front of Claude had even fur and a healthy physique.

He Shuming nodded slightly: "Not bad, A."

Claude stood up and nodded slightly: "Thank you for your guidance, Professor."

His voice was calm and composed, his demeanor relaxed, and even carried a touch of just the right amount of humility.

Pei Yuening clicked her tongue twice: "Is this on the same level as those competition-level peacocks?"

Lin Huaijin glanced at it: "You're praising him?"

"Well, I guess so."

"Heh, be careful your partner doesn't get jealous."

"..." Pei Yuening's breath hitched: "That can't be... His spiritual power is on my quill pen, and I don't have it now..."

Before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of Ollie across from him, who was glaring at him with his nose sticking out.

Ollie stood with his arms crossed, glaring at everyone. "What are you looking at! Don't think you can look at other people just because my father isn't here. If you dare to wrong him, I'll..."

Ryan glanced at him and gave him a sharp look.

Ollie: "…………"