Superpowered Love Academy

Subspace is the layer between reality and another world. It lacks stability, does not respond to will, and only responds to frequency.

Every array pattern you create, every wisp of spiritual power you infuse, is adjusting your own spiritual power frequency, allowing it to achieve a brief resonance with the subspace.

This door won't open for you; it will only open for the 'right voice.' All you need to do is let the creatures and spirits in the warp 'hear' your presence..."

Once class started, the students quickly got into the zone, and Zuo Le was no exception.

Shen He stood in front of the teaching platform and drew the subspace communication array pattern.

Then, the array patterns emitted a blue light of spiritual energy on the black stone slab, followed by a fluctuation of spiritual energy...

A small red squirrel appeared in the center of the array pattern.

It was a living creature!

"Alright, that's a simple warp summoning. Anyone want to come up and give it a try?"

Shen He's practical courses have very strict requirements.

As per his requirements, everyone in the practical class had to complete a minimum-level summons during class.

Drawing out spirits or beings from the subspace does not require a contract; it simply proves that you possess the basic qualities for rapid psychic communication.

This requirement sounds difficult, and it's not easy to do at all!

So the classroom was quiet, and no one responded.

Shen He remained expressionless and cold, glancing around the audience before pointing to three people:

"You three, come up here and give it a try."

"Yes."

The three people who were called immediately froze, and reluctantly went up to the podium.

All three of them stumbled along the way. Some drew the array patterns crookedly, some had unstable spiritual energy injection, and the summoned creatures looked like a clump of flattened excrement.

Shen He frowned, his expression darkening further.

But the more he acted this way, the more panicked the students in the class became.

Before the fourth person went on stage, he suddenly looked at Zuo Le beside him:

"Zuo Le".

"Teacher?" Zuo Le looked up.

"Just observe carefully down here, remember the steps, and wait a moment..."

This was Shen He's habit; he always wanted to protect Zuo Le.

The bloodstains from the failed spirit communication ritual hadn't even dried yet, and he was afraid that if Zuo Le failed in public again, the child would really never be able to stand up again.

But before he could finish speaking, a voice from the audience chimed in:

"Teacher, why didn't you let Zuo Le go first?"

"That's right. Senior Zuo Le is a teaching assistant. Since it's a class practice, shouldn't he go first?"

"If even he can't do it, then it's understandable that we can't either..."

Zhou Bowen was the one who started it, and there were quite a few people who joined in the commotion.

Everyone knows about Zuo Le's failed psychic ritual.

But those who enjoy watching the drama will not hesitate to make things worse. Apart from Shen He and Tang Yuan, no one will care about Zuo Le.

"Quiet." Shen He tapped the table.

Zuo Le, sitting in his seat, suddenly found it a little funny. This teacher, who had a cold exterior but a warm heart, was still trying to protect him from trouble.

Zuo Le stood up and nodded slightly:

"Teacher, let me do it."

"Are you sure? Don't be stubborn." Shen He glanced sideways.

"determine."

In the audience, Tangyuan, who had been unwilling to watch Zuo Le, couldn't help but clench her fists at this moment.

She gently bit her lip, a hint of worry in her eyes.

However, under everyone's gaze, Zuo Le walked to the front of the stage as if nothing had happened.

Upon stepping onto the stage, he proceeded swiftly and decisively, drawing array patterns on the stone slab with his fingertips. The trajectory of his spiritual energy was clean and crisp, with no hesitation in its infusion.

Soon, the entire array pattern emitted a uniform light.

However, this layer of light emitted a barely perceptible pale purple hue.

Zuo Le pressed his palm down, and the subspace rift in the center of the array pattern silently opened.

A beetle the size of a thumb crawled out. It was entirely purple, its slender legs resting on the edge of the array of patterns, and its antennae trembling slightly.

After looking around, it climbed onto Zuo Le's hand.

It's a living thing too!

The whole process took less than twenty seconds.

The audience fell silent.

The jeering group fell silent, their expressions shifting from mockery and amusement to shock.

It's so smooth!

Calm, composed, and casual, as if doing something insignificant.

This psychic composure is something even the few people in the class who possess contractual items cannot achieve.

For a moment, no one dared to speak.

Chapter 22 Lu Chaoxi

How to say it? What to say?

Zuo Le's move has turned their previous mockery and ridicule into their exposed vulnerabilities.

If they still don't know what's good for them, then someone will really drag Niu Niu out.

"teacher."

Zuo Le nodded to Shen He.

Shen He paused for a moment, looked down at the purple insect in Zuo Le's hand, and then looked at Zuo Le again.

His lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only uttered two words:

"good."

Zuo Le noticed Shen He's gaze, but he didn't show anything unusual.

He simply held the insect in his hand and whispered as he passed Shen He, "Thank you, teacher. You don't need to shield me next time."

As he stepped off the stage and walked towards his seat...

Zuo Le's smiling face froze when her gaze fell on the glutinous rice balls.

[Tangyuan - Affection Level: 22]

"Wait, why is her favorability rating increasing again?"

Tangyuan had been keeping a cold expression, but now she couldn't maintain that coldness at all.

His evasive eyes held excitement and anticipation.

No, what are you trying to excite?

Could you please stop increasing your favorability rating?

How could Zuo Le not understand a young girl's thoughts?

He couldn't understand why, even after he had uttered such harsh and sarcastic words, Tangyuan still felt a liking for him. Why...?

Shen He turned around on the stage, his voice still cold: "Next."

The subsequent tests caused many students in the psychic department to complain bitterly, and further verified the value of Zuo Le's previous actions.

The pain of the practical class lasted until the end of the get out of class.

Zuo Le walked up to the podium and began helping Shen He organize his teaching materials.

And mentor Shen He remained as cold and silent as ever.

Zuo Le waited until most of the students had left and there were hardly any people left in the classroom before patting Shen He's arm.

"teacher."

"What's wrong?" Shen He was particularly concerned about this disciple.

Is there something wrong with this thing?

Zuo Le took out the small purple beetle in his hand, the same one he had summoned during his subspace summoning in class.

Seeing this, Shen He looked around for a while.

"Come with me."

Zuo Le didn't say anything and followed.

The two walked to the end of the corridor outside the classroom, where Shen He slowed his pace.

"What you summoned is a void beetle."

"Void Beetle?" In fact, Zuo Le had already realized it when he saw the pale purple mist, but he still had to show his doubt.

“That’s right. Actually, I already sensed traces of the void when your last psychic ritual failed. Void creatures like to leave coordinates and marks in certain locations; that’s their characteristic.”

Zuo Le, the path you choose is yours to decide, but you must also be careful of the dangers of the void.

The sincerity Shen He revealed when giving his advice moved Zuo Le deeply.

Clearly, he had realized that he was connected to the void.

But Shen He said nothing, no objection, no rebuke, only respect.

This expression of gratitude towards his teacher prompted Zuo Le to bow deeply in thanks.

"Zuo Le understands and will keep in mind the teacher's teachings."

"Good that you understand. Go back now."

"Wait, teacher..."

"Is there anything else?" Shen He asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Um, teacher, could you lend me some money?" Zuo Le's expression was very awkward.

Shen He: ?

His expression was puzzled, as if to say, 'Are you serious about asking me to borrow money?'

Although Zuo Le was extremely embarrassed, she still nodded stiffly.

……

After borrowing a small sum of money from Shen He, Zuo Le finally had substantial flexible funds.

He's going to treat himself to a nice meal!

As for the hibiscus?

Hey, she likes instant noodles, right? I'll bring her two bowls of Kangshifu later!

Alone at the cafeteria, Zuo Le ordered a few chicken legs and an extra serving of beef.

I randomly found a corner to sit down, ready to show off my beauty.

But just as he picked up his chopsticks, a figure landed on the seat opposite him.

"Judging from their demeanor, they're up to no good!"

Zuo Le put down her chopsticks and looked up at the person who had come in.

She was wearing a black and red hoodie, a black pleated skirt, black stockings, and white sneakers. When she took off her hood, her black hair, tied in a ponytail, was revealed.