It was noon, break time for the military training on the first day of school for Lijoann.
The instructor took advantage of the break to come to the Dean's office.
"Knock knock…"
He knocked on the door politely.
"Enter."
After getting permission, the instructor pushed the door open and entered. His gaze turned and landed on the figure in a suit standing in front of the huge French window while facing the cool air conditioning.
"Dean."
He stepped forward and bowed after taking a deep breath. "The first stage of the evaluation of the physical fitness of this batch of new students has been completed. The statistics are out."
The Dean turned around unhurriedly, revealing the face of a Westerner upon hearing that.
He had a high nose bridge and a perfect chin. He was born with a serious face and did not smile. Coupled with his clothes, he looked very cold and gentlemanly.
He looked to be in his thirties and was in his prime.
At this moment, he was holding an expensive crystal wine glass in his hand and tasting the red wine elegantly.
The instructor maintained his slightly bowed posture. He did not dare to move as he did not hear the instructions.
A supreme figure of Saint Lijoann was right in front of him. Even if this dean was not the founder and was only here as a proxy, he had to give him enough respect.
After a while, the Dean glanced at the instructor and said calmly, "Read it."
The instructor immediately opened the file, cleared his throat, and said loudly,
"There are a total of 2,149 new students this year, 817 in the Vitality category, 657 in the Mental category, and 675 in the Elemental category."
"During the physical fitness test, a total of 214 people were discovered to have martial arts foundations. They are all early-stage Apprentice-level Awakened. Their exact abilities are unknown."
"23 spiritual students and 30 elemental students have outstanding results and might have dual-element talent… More assessment will need to be done later."
"But—"
As he spoke, he paused and asked, "Dean, a student called Lin Bai… skipped class and didn't participate in the military training. The three of them in the same dormitory covered up for a crime and looked down on the academy. What do you think we should do?"
The director didn't even look up. He swirled the wine glass gently and asked casually.
"What exactly is the situation? Have you investigated?"
"I haven't seen him yet. I heard from the boys in my dormitory that they wanted to read Linbai's novel so much that they instigated him to skip class. It has nothing to do with him."
The instructor answered truthfully.
"Writing a novel?"
The Dean frowned slightly.
What's going on? Coming to the martial arts academy to study literature? Such a strange student?
Seeing this, the instructor immediately took out the three phones that had been confiscated. Then, he activated Li Tongwu's screen that showed the Heavenly Dao Record.
"That's the one."
The Dean glanced at it casually.
He did not think much of it at first. He only felt that the name of the book, Heavenly Dao Record, was quite pretentious. The introduction was filled with chuunibyou, making people want to laugh.
As an Awakened, from the perspective of a "superior", the first half of the idea of "killing all the villains in the world and eliminating all the injustice in the world" was very good and righteous, but it was impossible.
The latter half of the sentence, "Using martial arts to attain the Dao and using strength to break through the heavens" was even more ridiculous. It was purely the imagination of ordinary people who did not know anything about martial arts.
What is Dao? How to use martial arts to prove it?
What is the Heavens? How powerful is it?
What an idiotic work!
However, his gaze changed when he saw the tense and exciting hunting plot at the beginning.
The martial arts techniques described in this book… were interesting.
It actually made him feel like he didn't quite understand them!
Could these martial arts really exist?
That's not right. This was clearly written by a student who had just entered the academy. Where did he get such great ability to create such a huge martial arts system just by imagining it?
The Dean continued reading with some curiosity.
From the protagonist being saved to the mysterious old monk cultivating martial arts techniques, and then the shocking change that happened, the old monk died tragically and left behind an unknown cultivation technique…
He was totally engrossed, unable to look away.
His entire being was completely immersed in the world of this novel called the Heavenly Dao Record.
The more he read, the more shocked he became.
The instructor stood awkwardly at the side for a long time. He finally couldn't help but disrupt him seeing that it was almost lunchtime.
"Dean?"
"Hmm? Hmm…"
The Dean came back to his senses and let out a long sigh. His furrowed brows gradually relaxed because he was too focused. He looked up at the instructor with a puzzled expression. "Why are you still here?"
The instructor was speechless.
I'm waiting for you to tell me the outcome, duh?
Unexpectedly, he saw the Dean waving his hand impatiently before he could say anything.
"Go and eat first. Don't disturb me if there is nothing important today."
Then the elegant young man faced the small room opposite and shouted very crudely, "Secretary Guan, help me register an account on the Myriad World Novel Network immediately. Charge some money into it and find a book called 'Heavenly Dao Record'. Reward and urge him to update!"
In less than a minute, a female voice replied.
"Dean, the book is completed."
The Dean replied with an "oh" and continued, "Then charge some more. Give him half of the rewards first. Urge him to update with the rest of the rewards when his new book is out."
"Yes, Dean."
The instructor was speechless.
Is this story that good?
He was a crude person. He only knew how to beat people up and teach his students martial arts. He could not appreciate such things from books.
He did not dare to continue disturbing the Dean seeing how engrossed he was in his reading. He could only leave silently.
He thought about it as he was walking through the academy. He could not let Lin Bai, who was in Dorm 3609, off so easily.
Skipping class on the first day of military training was no different from deserting on the battlefield.
It would be difficult to manage the military training team in the future if he left it alone.
He'll know at the afternoon gathering!
He wanted to give this brat who dared to challenge the school rules and authority a show of strength!
…
At 14 o'clock sharp, the military training commenced.
Crowds of people rushed to the field from all directions, complaining.
It was the hottest time of the day.
Blazing waves surged, and even birds did not appear.
However, these students had to persist in training their physical fitness under the sun.
The harsher the environment, the more potential it could stimulate.
The instructors took the lead and asked the students to line up on the slightly colder lawn. They stood on the plastic track and commanded the operation, using their willpower to resist the heat.
With someone in the lead, they would not withdraw easily even though everyone had complaints in their hearts.
In a corner of the field, the entire Dorm 3609 was in a line.
While the other military training teams were standing in a military posture and running laps, the instructor glanced around and asked in a strong voice.
"Is Lin Bai here?"