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

"..."

Joshua sat there watching Pei Yuening's retreating figure, and laughed out of anger.

His friend nudged him: "Hey, it seems like they don't like you."

"Get lost." Joshua kicked him.

He casually draped his coat over his shoulder, tilted his head back, and said, "Let's go."

"I want to see what kind of person his lover is."

The person who got kicked chuckled and followed up, "Fine, fine, still not giving up, huh!"

……

Pei Yuening walked around half of the training ground before finally finding a shady spot in the stands to sit down.

The view here is great; you can see the entire site.

The branches and leaves of the old tree overhead blocked the strongest afternoon sun, and the wind rustled through them, making it very pleasant.

More and more people are gathering at the venue.

Pei Yuening peeked out and immediately noticed the figure holding the roll call at the front of the line.

It was actually Lorraine, the commander of the Knights!

He couldn't help but sigh softly.

The Holy Academy is really something... every teacher is so amazing.

With two duchesses presiding over the classes, the Grand Master of the Knights personally teaching, and other courses taught by various powerful grand mages, the curriculum was also overseen by a diverse group of top-tier magicians.

Compared to the Gu-breeding farm in the original story, it's truly a completely new place.

Pei Yuening: "..."

Qin Shuxing, you're really awesome now!

Lorraine blew a whistle, and the students lined up in rows according to their grades, as required.

Ryan and the others were standing in the middle of the group, waving in his direction.

Pei Yuening smiled and waved to Ryan in response.

Ryan then turned back.

Time was almost up, and Pei Yuening settled herself into her seat and leaned back in her chair.

However, the next second, he suddenly felt the floor vibrate slightly.

Pei Yuening was stunned, thinking it was her imagination.

Until he looked up at the entrance to the training field.

A group of people walked in.

Uh, no... it's more like shuffling than walking.

Each person is at least twice the width of a normal body type.

Her arms were thicker than Pei Yuening's thighs, and her uniform was stretched taut over her body, the buttons barely fastened, already deformed from being stretched.

The person at the front swaggered along, revealing a thick neck and a jawline piled high with flesh.

Their steps were heavy, each footstep making a distinct thud on the ground.

Pei Yuening's mouth dropped open, and the book in her hand almost slipped from her grasp.

He watched as the group of people crossed the training field and joined the third-year students.

No matter how normal one's body size is, it looks like a bamboo pole in their presence.

The next second, the guy at the very front squeezed next to Ollie.

Then Ollie was thrown away.

He staggered two steps to the side and almost fell, but fortunately Ryan caught him in time.

"Are you alright?" Lin Huaijin's lips twitched as he turned around and asked.

"……fine."

Ollie's face darkened; he hadn't even realized what had happened a second ago.

When he came to his senses, his eyes fell on the group of arrogant men next to him, and he couldn't contain his aura of domineering arrogance.

"You bunch of bastards..."

Ryan quickly covered his mouth: "We're so sorry!"

The few living fathers glanced at them but didn't say anything.

"..." Pei Yuening sat in the audience, raised her hands and buried her face in her palms.

...Lin Huaijin was right after all.

He's really eaten himself into a pig-man king.

Pei Yuening dares not speak for the others, but at least four of these five people are young players who can play Ma Chao in the national server.

Let's taste it.

Lorraine was also at a loss.

He sighed, rubbing his forehead, and then his expression returned to its seriousness.

He closed the roster, his gaze sweeping over the few moving mountains of third graders, and his words were completely flat.

"Third graders, step forward."

The group of people looked at each other and walked out with heavy steps.

The ground shook a few more times.

Lorraine looked them up and down.

"...Are you going out to gain experience, or to raise pigs?"

A few suppressed laughs came from the group.

The third-year students looked a little embarrassed. The one in front touched his nose and said, "...Captain, we are gifted with extraordinary talent."

"Please address me as Professor in the college."

"Oh, Professor Lorraine..."

"Exceptional talent?" Lorraine repeated the word. "Alright, then let's see your talent in today's sparring session."

He blew his whistle: "Everyone line up and group by grade. Each person will draw an opponent randomly."

"Especially for the third graders, let your talents shine."

The group of people were stunned for a moment.

Lorraine had already opened the roster: "Oli".

Ollie looked up abruptly: "Yes."

"Your swordsmanship was taught by your father, so please be the first to demonstrate."

Pei Yuening's ears perked up.

Lorraine pointed to the living father who had sent Ollie flying: "Put him in your group."

Ollie paused for a moment, then took a step forward: "...Okay."

The two stood in the center of the training field, and the rest of the people sat around them.

Since it was training, they each carried wooden swords.

But the same sword, which fit perfectly in Ollie's hand, was like a needle in his great-grandmother's hands.

Pei Yuening sat in the audience, watching Ollie's back, a stark contrast to the towering figure opposite him.

He had never seen Luo Ren teach Ollie swordsmanship, but he could perhaps imagine it.

Luo Ren is a man of few words, and he must be even more serious about this matter.

Ollie, this arrogant protagonist, is also a stubborn one. He probably scolded me a lot during my rebellious phase.

Pei Yuening's lips curved slightly.

I'll ask him next time we meet; he's really curious.

As he pondered this, he glanced again at the mountain of flesh opposite him.

Pei Yuening: "..."

Holy crap, if that butt comes crashing down on him like Mount Tai, I hope his future adopted son doesn't break any bones.

Before he could finish worrying, Lorraine blew the whistle.

Ollie responded immediately.

His steps were light and his speed was extremely fast.

Before the third-year student opposite could even raise his hand, Ollie had already flashed to his side and behind him.

He had already planned how to fight from the very beginning.

If the opponent is heavy and bulky, then its balance is definitely unstable.

So Ollie raised his hand and attacked the lower body directly.

The wooden sword slashed horizontally, striking the back of the knee.

The third-grader's knees buckled, and he almost knelt down.

He turned and swung his sword, the movement clumsy, large, and with obvious inertia.

Ollie dodged to the side and then kicked the wrist of the man holding the sword.

The wooden sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Ollie took a step back, sheathed his sword, and stood still.

He didn't pursue the matter further, because that was a matter of aristocratic etiquette in a confrontation.

The entire venue fell silent for a moment, then applause erupted.

Including Pei Yuening.

He watched Ollie's elegant back with a smile on his lips.

Ahhh, if it were Luo Ren, how handsome would he be!

Ollie handed the wooden sword to the person next to him and walked back to Ryan's side without expression.

Ryan gave him a affectionate hug, his lips moving in and out.

Pei Yuening was too far away to hear what was being said, but he guessed it was praise.

Ollie's ears turned a little red, which made Pei Yuening laugh.

The honeymoon phase!

Next up is Lin Huaijin.

His opponent was also a third-year student, equally muscular, only slightly more agile than the previous one.

Lin Huaijin remained nonchalant throughout, never resorting to force, and always dodging just before his opponent was about to touch him.

Occasionally, he would pass a sword over and strike the wrist or knee, then step back.

After being walked around a few times, the third grader was panting heavily and so tired that he couldn't even lift his arms.

Lin Huaijin then leisurely placed a sword against his waist and then stopped.

Lorraine nodded: "Not bad."

Another round of applause erupted from the sidelines.

Then it's Ryan.

Pei Yuening's smile faded somewhat.

Ryan is a healing mage, and may not be as skilled in physical combat or swordsmanship.

Moreover, the opponent is a top-ranked Ma Chao player in the national server.

Pei Yuening was a little worried.

Surprisingly, Ryan's sword-wielding technique was not unfamiliar.

He took a deep breath after he stopped, and then lowered his center of gravity.

The guy opposite him, looking at his size, obviously didn't take him seriously and immediately launched a sweeping attack.

Ryan didn't take the hit head-on.

He dodged to the side, and then, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's old strength had not dissipated, he used his movement technique to strike the opponent's sword-wielding fingers with his sword.

The man winced in pain and released his grip, but Ryan had already delivered a follow-up kick, sending the sword flying.

He stepped back two paces and bowed slightly.

Pei Yuening: "..."

Goodness, hands that are used to making potions all year round are really strong. My best friend is amazing!

Lorraine nodded again: "Very good, you can get an A."

Ryan smiled.

He thanked Lorraine and immediately turned to look at the audience.

Pei Yuening waved to him and smiled back.

The three of them left the stage, with Ryan walking in front, followed by Lin Huaijin.

Ollie stared at Ryan's retreating figure, his eyes looking completely unreadable.

"Yue Ning!"

Pei Yuening stood up to greet him.

He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and gently pressed it against Ryan's forehead: "Slow down, be careful not to fall."

Ryan sat down next to him, unscrewed the kettle, took a sip, and exhaled: "...So tired, I was almost scared to death just now."

Pei Yuening chuckled: "Really? I didn't even notice. I thought you were really confident."

"Really?" Ryan's eyes lit up. "I've been practicing for a long time. I always felt like I couldn't use my wrists properly, but then Professor Lorraine taught me a method..."

Lin Huaijin drank his water, while Ollie sat beside him with a dark expression and arms crossed, waiting for Ryan to coax him.

But Ryan was so busy talking to Pei Yuening that he didn't notice him at all.

Then Ollie's face darkened even more.

……

Not far from the sidelines, Joshua sat in the stands, his eyes fixed on the smiling figure.

His friend sidled up beside him, followed his gaze for a while, and then couldn't help but exclaim, "Hey, Joshua, have you figured out which one is his girlfriend?"

Joshua was silent for a few seconds: "...No."

His friend suppressed a laugh: "Could it be that all three are? Hahahaha, then Joshua, you'd be fourth in line."

Joshua kicked him: "Shut up."

He breathed a long sigh of relief.

I'll check it out later.