[Loxious Moutain]
"Good Morning, Teacher!" The kids in unison greeted the man who just entered.
Wearing a usual cold look, the man nodded as a response to what the kids had said.
"You may sit already." The man commanded.
Teaching kids to be a respectable God in the future was a hard thing to do. Especially for Hendrix who have little to none idea about how these things work.
Well, luckily, after almost a thousand year of teaching, he successfully managed to give knowledge and skills that the kids will be needing.
Hendrix took a deep sighed before he proceeded to walk in the middle. "Who remembered what I taught, last time?" the man asked.
The children who were inside the house-like classroom fell in silence. It was not that they were not listening but because Hendrix has an intimidating aura that was scaring them.
"So no one remembered what I taught?" The man strictly uttered and walked around.
