The extraordinary school’s site was in the northern suburb.
The helicopter arrived here at eleven in the morning.
Zhang Feng looked down, seeing the school situated in a large valley, built against the mountain, with a very large teaching area.
Apart from the normal dormitories and teaching buildings, this ’enormous playground’ truly had mountains, water, and trees.
However, there were sentry posts on the surrounding hilltops, indicating complete military management.
From time to time, soldiers could be seen patrolling, and even some anti-aircraft weapons were visible.
The helicopter’s co-pilot contacted the school below once more, "Calling Extraordinary, calling Extraordinary, I am Grandmaster, I am Grandmaster, we have reached the high peak, please give landing instructions."
This communication had started calling through the tower from several kilometers away, and now it was a confirmation.
Zhang Feng wasn’t very concerned about this, but instead looked toward the valley exit.
Not only did the aerial unit need to report.
Entering and exiting from the valley at the ’main gate’ also required reporting.
Moreover, parents visiting their children also had to submit some documents to the local Martial Arts Department, and it required accompaniment by Martial Arts Department personnel or local government officials.
They couldn’t visit alone.
Because not only were the students protected, but even their immediate family members were subtly protected by the local community during the students’ schooling.
To prevent any lawbreakers from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
This first extraordinary school was very ’strict’.
After all, the students who could get in here were selected top athletes from provincial schools or students with extraordinary constitutions.
This school was entirely to cultivate the first batch of professional ’pillars’ for the arrival of an extraordinary civilization.
During school, they not only had military-style management, but what they learned was all about Martial Arts, plus some medicine related to Martial Arts.
There was also some traditional humanities education, but it accounted for a small portion.
Their current population was 4500.
They only enrolled 1500 people every semester.
Currently, the older students had been studying for nearly two years, the new students had studied for a year, and the updated new students had just arrived.
The opening ceremony was held the day before yesterday.
At this moment, the helicopter Zhang Feng was in directly passed over the sentry post and flew straight toward the back of the school.
Behind the school, there was also a very large helipad.
"Hello, President Zhang..."
As the helicopter settled.
Zhang Feng just got off the plane and saw the principal leading a group of teachers and directors to welcome him.
They all had martial arts backgrounds, most of them from the military and police circles and personnel from the Martial Arts Department, occasionally coming over to teach part-time.
Among them was Master Wang, who was also the honorary ’grade director’, overseeing the third year of the extraordinary school.
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"Let’s talk upstairs."
Zhang Feng nodded to the welcoming crowd and gave a nod specifically to Master Wang.
Everyone knew about the relationship between President Zhang and Grade Director Wang, so they weren’t too surprised, but there was indeed envy, no denying that.
’Knowing President Zhang, this is going straight to the top...’
’Master Wang can have such high martial arts accomplishments today, besides his strength before the extraordinary, it must also be related to the guidance of President Zhang...’
’Principal Zhang’s teaching videos, every time I increase my constitution and perception and watch them again, I gain new insights...’
They thought inwardly, all enviously looking at Master Wang.
Moreover, the leading principal, after considering for a while, fell back a few steps and said with a smile to Master Wang, "Teacher Wang, would you lead President Zhang?
I’m catching a cold today, my throat isn’t comfortable, so I can’t introduce the school environment to President Zhang."
"Principal, you’re too kind." Master Wang, speaking outside, was still very formal and quickly caught up with Zhang Feng step by step, guiding him properly.
But under ordinary circumstances, he would just say, "Master Zhang, come on, let’s go upstairs together."
"Outside, you’re pretty smooth." Zhang Feng looked at Master Wang beside him, resonating in conversation in a way outsiders couldn’t hear, "After the formal talk, let’s chat for a while, I want to ask you some questions about the school."
Master Wang, lacking Zhang Feng’s skill, didn’t speak, merely nodded in response, lest he open his mouth and appear special.
Didn’t see, even the principal was currying favor with him, what would he want?
Although Master Wang was straightforward in speech, he understood the saying ’the tree that stands out in the forest is sure to be destroyed by the wind’.
Although no one dared to damage him, there was no need to provoke so much envy and then give rise to jealousy.
Zhang Feng saw that Master Wang wasn’t talking, so he didn’t say more about it and, walking away, asked without turning, "Principal, do the students know I’m coming today?"
"They haven’t been notified yet." Hearing President Zhang’s question, the principal jogged a couple of steps, laughing as he caught up to answer, "I was afraid the students, after knowing, would become undisciplined, so I didn’t notify them.
Given your reputation... if they knew, it would be a sensation... I bet the moment your helicopter landed, they would surround this place tightly."
"Since they haven’t been told, let’s wait until after lunch." Zhang Feng looked through the classroom windows of the teaching building ahead, seeing many students practicing,
"Let them finish their morning classes, eat well at noon, and I will teach the whole school in the afternoon."
"President Zhang is going to teach?"
"Did you bring a camera?"
"Do you think... we can attend the class?"
The teachers and directors behind, upon hearing President Zhang was going to teach, were excitedly whispering questions to each other.
Zhang Feng, hearing their discussion behind him, used resonant vocalization to communicate his voice to them,