Chapter 145: 117, Trial of School Opening_3
As his childhood sweetheart, fiancée, and devoted fan, she couldn’t wait to witness Lin Zichen’s moment of glory in front of others.
Lin Zichen poked her cheek, and whispered, “Speaking ill of others behind their back, if someone finds out, you won’t be able to handle the consequences.”
“You’ll protect me, won’t you?”
“Can’t protect; can’t protect.”
“Alright, I won’t say it from now on. In the future, I’ll only vent to you at home. Out there, I’ll be a good mute.”
Shen Qinghan promised in a sweet and soft voice.
Hearing her tender voice beside him, Lin Zichen couldn’t help but think of Shen Qinghan’s soft and fragrant little tongue, and he felt a tickling sensation in his heart.
While the two were close and conversing, a school leader on the stage said loudly, “Next, let’s welcome the student council president, Zhou Xuehong, to speak on behalf of the student council with a round of applause!”
After speaking, the school leader started clapping.
Seeing this, the freshmen below all followed suit and began clapping as well.
Amidst the applause, a young man with a slight fringe haircut slowly walked onto the stage from below.
He didn’t appear particularly tall or muscular, but the aura emanating from him was immensely oppressive, making it difficult for anyone to meet his gaze.
“President Zhou, your microphone.”
When Zhou Xuehong reached the center of the stage, the school leader promptly moved forward and handed over the microphone considerately.
In Shanhai University, where strength was revered, the student council president held a higher status than many school leaders.
Zhou Xuehong took the microphone and introduced himself in a calm but forceful voice: “Good afternoon, freshmen. I am the president of the student council at Shanhai University, Zhou Xuehong.”
“Today, I’m here to talk to you about three things,” he continued.
“First, the school discipline is not managed by teachers but by the student council, which has more power than you can imagine.”
“Second, every year at the beginning of the second semester, the student council will recruit 10 new members from the freshmen, based solely on strength. For those freshmen who wish to join the student council, remember to showcase your abilities in the coming half year.”
“Third, the internal campus of Shanhai University is a place where strength is honored, focusing on the ‘Survival of the Fittest’ principle. It’s common for upperclassmen to bully lowerclassmen, so be mentally prepared for such occurrences.”
“Those are the three things I wanted to address.”
“Before I step down, I want to give you all a taste of an advanced-level creature’s strength.”
At that moment, as his words ended, Zhou Xuehong suddenly focused his eyes, instantly unleashing the full horror of his oppressive force as an advanced-level creature, brutally bearing down on the new students below.
In an instant, all the freshmen in the gymnasium felt an invisible pressure bearing down on them.
Those close to the stage were directly pressured, their faces turning red and breathing with difficulty.
Li Moyu, who was seated at an optimal distance, strangely felt the most pressure in the entire hall.
It was so strong that even the chair he was sitting on began to bend as if it would break.
He was a bit stunned, not understanding what was happening, only aware that he seemed to be targeted, his face turning pale and feeling nearly suffocated.
Contrary to him, Lin Zichen, sitting two rows behind him, appeared relaxed, feeling no discomfort whatsoever.
The pressure from the advanced-level creature was strong, but at a distance of over thirty meters, it weakened to the point where it posed no threat to Lin Zichen, who was of Ordinary Ninth Rank.
However, Shen Qinghan, whose Biological Level was only Ordinary Second Rank, was struggling, her legs weakening under the pressure, forcing her to lean powerlessly on his shoulder.
Luckily, Zhou Xuehong on the stage did not maintain the oppressive force for too long, retracting it all in less than five seconds.
Following that, relieved breaths could be heard from the audience as he nonchalantly stepped down from the stage.
Soon after Zhou Xuehong left, the microphone was returned to the hands of Yuan Dongzhi who initially started.
Yuan Dongzhi, holding the microphone, calmly spoke to the new students below,
“After the conclusion of the freshmen assembly, you will face a trial of initiation right here.”
“The rules of the trial are simple: there is a large Martial Stage at the center of the gymnasium. The first person to stand alone on that stage for more than one minute will be this year’s Newcomer King, earning a reward of 100 academic credits.”
“The second person to stand alone on the Martial Stage for over one minute will be second place, earning a reward of 90 academic credits.”
“So on and so forth, until the last of the top ten is determined, with the tenth place earning 10 academic credits.”
“The initiation trial will last for only one hour.”
“During this time, if any non-genius class, that is, ordinary class freshmen, can break into the top ten, then aside from the genius class freshmen, all other new students will receive 1 academic credit.”
“The initiation trial will begin in 10 minutes. Those who need to visit the restroom can go now.”
After briefly stating these points, Yuan Dongzhi set down the microphone and headed toward the edge of the stage.
Seeing this, other school leaders on the stage quickly followed her lead and left.
These school leaders now headed to the corridor on the second floor, positioning themselves to overlook the upcoming trial on the first floor, and to observe each new student’s performance.
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