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"Hey Bud! Studying this stuff is worse than being surrounded and beaten up by a bunch of people!"

"If you ask me, we should talk to Mr. Levi and tell him we're quitting! Who could possibly take that kind of treatment!"

Upon hearing this, Bard glanced at his best friend Jack, who was about to lose his dream, and said, "Hang in there and see. Don't you want to know how Professor Levi controls those lightning bolts?"

Actually, Bud's current condition isn't much better than Jack's. The intense study sessions of the last two periods have left him feeling somewhat exhausted.

But he has always had a secret dream: to become a superhero with superhuman strength.

Although he was a little rascal who did all sorts of bad things at school.

However, in real life, he actually still had some conscience.

Especially when he secretly searched and read a lot of news about Gotham City, the city next to Metropolis, which was always shrouded in gloom.

He was surprised to discover that there really were so many people in this world with extraordinary powers!

Whether they were heroes or villains, Bard thought those guys were awesome!

But Depp's demonstrated abilities gave him a glimmer of hope.

Bud was thinking to himself, "What if I could control lightning like Levi's?"

Or... if you could become countless times more powerful than the lightning controlled by Levi Strauss, then you might become the next superhero!

This is what kept him going and prevented him from giving up.

Jack, standing nearby, said, "Well, to be honest, I'm quite curious too. It really is a bit... too amazing!"

Bud stood up, shook his still-dazed head, and said, "Okay, I just checked, Mr. Levi only has two classes today."

Upon hearing this, Jack immediately became interested, took out a specially made grenade from his desk, and said with a mischievous grin, "So, shall we...?"

Budd held down Jack's restless hand and said, "No! Remember what Mr. Levi said? We can't play pranks anymore, and we have to show respect to the other teachers."

Jackie was immediately deflated and said, "Honestly, I'm increasingly thinking about giving up!"

“Although we can’t play pranks on those teachers anymore,” Bud said, “I think we can catch up on some sleep during the rest of the classes. That’s not bad, is it?”

Jack laughed when he heard this and said, "You're right, I really want to sleep right now."

When the bell rang, Mr. Taylor, the English teacher of Class 13, who was over fifty years old, walked into the classroom with a nervous heart.

The moment he entered the classroom, all the students in Class 13 immediately stood up.

This scared Mr. Taylor so much that he turned tail and ran.

As he ran, old man Taylor cursed inwardly, "Damn it, before it was just throwing paint bombs or something, why is it a group fight this time?"

However, he had only taken two steps when he heard the students in the classroom say in unison, "Hello, teacher!"

Ok?

What's happening here?

It seems... they're not going to beat me up!

Were those little bastards just greeting me?

Mr. Taylor was a little confused.

After thinking about it, he decided to go back to the classroom first.

When he returned to the classroom, he saw that almost all the students were slumped over their desks, fast asleep.

It's as if they weren't the ones who said "Hello, teacher" just now.

However, among these students, there were still three or four who hadn't gone to sleep.

This includes Bard.

These are some of the most diligent and hardworking students who were taking classes with Depp.

After these two lessons, although they were exhausted, they also noticed the difference in themselves compared to before.

And I felt a tiny bit of a sense of accomplishment.

Look! Even I seem to be quite capable if I study hard!

Looking at the group of sleeping students, old man Taylor sighed and muttered to himself, "Let them sleep. It's much better than torturing me like before. I heard we have a new teacher today, a young man. I wonder how long he can keep up with this class."

As he spoke, Mr. Taylor began to lecture on his own.

In the few months since he started teaching Class 13, he has gotten used to lecturing in a way that sounds like he's talking to himself.

Since no one is listening anyway, there's no need for me to slow down my speech and explain in detail like I would when teaching ordinary students.

Although this teaching method made even Mr. Taylor a little drowsy, it allowed Class 13 to learn much faster than the other students.

After all, all you need to do is read from the textbook.

But today, things seem a little different.

"Teacher Taylor, how many variations of this word are there?"

"Teacher, what kinds of articles are there?"

"Ms. Taylor, from which novel is this excerpt taken? Is it available at the town bookstore?"

To Mr. Taylor's surprise, the few children who were still awake were actually listening attentively to the lesson!

This shocked him greatly; he had thought these kids were just a bit more energetic and were planning to skip class or play mobile games.

But now...

Mr. Taylor said: "Kids, if you listen carefully, I won't be sleepy!"

In the next lesson, the old man used his years of teaching experience to slowly help the children understand the problems and clarify the areas they needed to improve.

Furthermore, he kept praising the children, led by Bud.

The teacher's praise made them feel more accomplished and more interested in learning.

When the bell rang, several students who were listening attentively stood up almost simultaneously with those who were sleeping.

Goodbye, teacher!

Mr. Taylor was so moved that he almost snotted out of his nose!

Although I don't know why these students suddenly became so polite and respectful to their teachers, it's still a good thing!

Furthermore, he astutely observed that the students who had been listening attentively earlier were actually quite talented, and could even be described as very intelligent.

If they can maintain their current state, they might actually be able to get into an ordinary university.

To be honest, this was the most comfortable lesson Mr. Taylor had taken in months.

He strolled leisurely out of Class 13's classroom, no longer the same as before, when he would always have a long face when lecturing Class 13.

It must be said that Depp did a pretty good job of training these students from Class 13 in these two lessons!

Meanwhile, Depp was in Lao Guan's classroom, sharing his thoughts.

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"Old Guan, there's something I'd like to ask you for permission to do."

"What's wrong? Have you changed your mind and don't want to teach Class 13 anymore?"

Depp shook his head and said, "No, I want to teach all the classes in Class 13."

Upon hearing this, Lao Guan nearly choked on the coffee he had just drunk.

"Cough, cough! Am I hallucinating? You're going to take over all of Class 13's courses!?"

Depp said, "Yes, you'll agree, right?"

"Are you crazy?" Old Guan said, "Teaching just one subject is enough to drive an ordinary teacher crazy, and you actually want to take on all of them?"

To be honest, given Depp's special status, Lao Guan really doesn't want anything unexpected to happen to Depp at Smallville High School.

Depp patted Old Guan on the head, reassuringly saying, "They're not really scary, just a bunch of kids. Like just now, they were very respectful to me, weren't they?"

Old Guan was conflicted, but he thought about how the students in Class 13 had treated him and Depp differently earlier.

He eventually compromised, as long as Depp didn't get into trouble.

Even if Depp's teaching ability is lacking, it's not a big deal. Anyway, even if you replace him with the best teacher in the school, those Class 13 students won't study.

Why not let Depp cover all the lessons, and also give the other teachers a break?

"Okay, if you want, we can start tomorrow."

"Old Guan, I knew you were reasonable! I wish us a pleasant cooperation!"

Depp walked out of his office, went into the men's restroom, casually swiped a portal, stepped inside, and returned to his own villa.

He doesn't have any classes this afternoon, so he's going home to rest for a while.

I'll pick Selena up and take her home later that evening.

Having just taken a shower and lay down in bed, Depp began to play with his X-ray vision skill.

With eyes focused, the surrounding walls seemed to disappear.

Depp slowly looked around...

Holy crap!

Depp yelled and immediately got up to put on his underwear and shirt.

Just now, he scanned his surroundings using his X-ray vision.

To his astonishment, he found a dozen or so incredibly alluring women blocking the front of his own villa.

Judging from their lip movements, Depp roughly guessed what the ladies were talking about.

These guys actually tried to take advantage of the fact that they were visiting my house during the New Year's celebration to secretly grope me!

"What's going on? Does this town have some kind of exciting New Year's celebration tradition?"

"But... ladies, this is unacceptable!"

vulgar!

Vulgar and disgusting!