I love you, brother, but you, the evil god, must fall into good.

"Quiet!"

Just as everyone was talking at once, arguing like a vegetable market in full swing, the respected class monitor slowly spoke up.

"All……"

He only uttered one syllable.

However, most people in the classroom were still preoccupied with discussing things like registration, prize money, and the topics for the literary competition.

Some people even stood up and waved.

"I'm sure I'll win this time!"

"What are you doing? You can't even write a decent essay!"

"Shut up!"

"..."

Click.

A very clear sound of a fist being clenched rang out.

It's not heavy, but it's very crisp.

It sounded like a notification sound before some kind of rule was activated.

The air froze instantly, and everyone's movements became static.

Even those who were just scrambling to register silently withdrew their hands.

next second.

The classroom was so quiet it was as if all sound had been removed.

Only the fan was still slowly spinning.

"..."

stare!

The class monitor raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, his tone calm.

"I said."

"Be quiet."

Just four words.

The volume was not increased.

There were no emotional fluctuations, but the whole class sat up straight at the same time.

"Yes, class monitor!"

"I'm sorry, class monitor!"

"We were just reflecting on life!"

Someone was muttering quietly in the corner.

"After all, how could those mice possibly be a match for Lord Tyrannosaurus Rex..."

"Shut up!!"

next second.

Everyone took a half step back in unison.

Class monitor, Ao Yao.

He was currently leaning on the edge of the podium with one hand, his expression calm.

But that calmness itself carried a sense of oppression, like a mountain that could collapse at any moment.

Lynn sat in the back row and looked up.

"Um……"

He gave a very objective evaluation.

"A class monitor who exudes a strong sense of security."

At the same time, the teacher coughed lightly.

"Okay, quiet down."

"Let's get back to business."

Ao Yao then looked away.

The atmosphere in the classroom relaxed a little again.

But no one dared to speak out of turn anymore.

Lynn took advantage of this break to continue organizing the information in her mind.

Ao Yao, class monitor, is a second-year student at the school.

Sequence 019, [Powerful].

A sequence of concept types that sounds completely illogical.

As for the first place...

Lynn's lips also curled into a smile.

Zhou hope.

cough cough.

Closer to home!

You might find it unbelievable, but it's true.

There are countless sequences.

If you really delve deeper, there are actually only three categories.

Mysterious, contemporary, and conceptual categories.

Mystery category.

The most common, and also the most complex, type.

Originating from ancient relics, discontinuous civilizations, and untraceable sources of power, etc.

Characters like Zhou hope's "Nuwa" and Lynn's "Master of Potions" belong to this category.

They don't make sense.

They don't follow the rules either.

It's more like some kind of authority, reawakening within humanity.

The modern type is relatively straightforward.

It is a product of things that have existed in reality and have been upgraded by the extraordinary system.

For example, the longsword.

Of course, the longsword here is not the kind of cold weapon you are holding.

Instead, it is defined as a concept weapon that serves as a long-range strike vehicle.

It's similar to the Dongfeng (East Wind) missile.

The last type is the rarest.

Conceptual category.

We do not rely on history, nor do we rely on civilization.

It doesn't even depend on a specific form.

They act directly on the rules themselves, such as Ao Yao's [Great Strength].

As the name suggests.

Her sequence is all about strength.

Very straightforward.

Very simple.

They are also very unreasonable.

You can hardly even define its upper limit.

Because it has only one logic.

"I think it should be even more powerful!"

When Lynn first heard this explanation, he remained silent for a long time.

Then he slowly uttered a comment.

"The extraordinary systems of this world..."

"Isn't this a bit too arbitrary?"

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at Ao Yao in the direction of the podium.

Lynn still remembers that day, right after the senior year awakening ceremony ended.

Most students in the school have completed the sequence awakening.

That was also their first real encounter with the extraordinary world.

And the first physical education class.

The sun is very strong.

The playground looked like it had been baked, and the air seemed to be distorted.

But oddly enough.

The area around Class 1 of Senior 4 was always shrouded in shadow.

It's not a cloud.

It's not a building either.

It is people.

To be precise, it's one person.

Ao Yao.

She stood at the edge of the playground, carrying an entire roll of steel in one hand.

The steel coil was held horizontally on his shoulder, like a moving wall.

The sunlight was completely blocked by her shadow, so the whole class stood in the shadow.

Cool and stable, even a little too reassuring.

"...Sister Yaoyao, you really don't need to do this, do you?"

"Yes, we can go somewhere else..."

"Isn't this weight a bit outrageous...?"

Someone whispered a word of advice.

But Ao Yao only looked up at the sun.

Then he said something very calmly.

"It's too sunny."

"What if you get heatstroke and it affects your cultivation?"

The reason is simple and the logic is clear.

That cannot be refuted.

So the whole class completed their physical training in the artificial shaded area for that entire lesson.

And the class next door.

Two students have already suffered from mental disorders due to sun exposure.

After that day, the whole class reached a consensus.

We must vote for her as the class monitor of Class 1, Grade 12.

There was no room for discussion, and no dissenting opinions.

Lynn, sitting in the back row, couldn't help but let out a soft sigh as she recalled this part of her memory.

"Outrageous."

He only had one assessment at the time.

But now that I think about it...

What's even more outrageous is that people in this world actually think this is reasonable.

After reminiscing, Lynn looked up at Ao Yao in the direction of the podium.

The other person stood quietly with their arms crossed, their aura as stable as a bedrock.

Haji suddenly added another sentence.

"but……"

"She'd be perfect as the class monitor for the mice!!"

Afterwards, everyone gradually calmed down and began to register with Ao Yao in order.

One by one.

They are very efficient and disciplined.

It even carries a sense of beauty in its proactive submission to order.

Lynn naturally went over as well.

After all, he was indeed somewhat interested in this kind of top-tier competition.

more importantly……

The system is already subtly hinting that this thing might be closely linked to points.

He had just written his name down.

Ao Yao looked up at him.

That look in his eyes was uncomplicated.

It's the standard...

It's a pity that a once-prodigy has now retreated to an administrative career.

Then, she sighed softly.

"Ugh."

Then he reached out and patted Lynn on the shoulder.

The movements weren't heavy, but they were very earnest.

"Little Enzi".

Ao Yao spoke earnestly.

"In fact, taking the cultural route may not be a bad way out."

"After all, most people without a career path end up with an ordinary job."

She paused, as if organizing her thoughts.

"For example, sales."

"The kind with a starting salary of 3,000 per month."

Lynn: "..."

Ao Yao continued.

His tone even carried a hint of sincere advice from someone who had been through it all.

"Don't look down on this direction."

"Stablize."

"Safety."

"The pressure isn't too great."

She glanced at Lynn and added another sentence.

"And you're actually quite clever."

"Maybe you'll discover you have some writing talent in this literary competition."

"I'll write novels after I graduate."

"Earning 3,000 a month is still not impossible."

At this point, she nodded, as if she had already planned out Lynn's life path.

"fine."

"real."

"At least it's easier than forcing yourself to walk the extraordinary path."

Some people in the classroom couldn't help but chuckle, but they immediately suppressed it.

Lynn stood still for two seconds.

Then I looked up at her.

"Class monitor."

Are you trying to comfort me, or are you giving me advice on downgrading my life?

Ao Yao thought for a moment and answered very seriously.

"These are practical suggestions."