"First is Cells; What are cells? Ignore what you've heard in the past and scar this into your mind."
"When talking about Cells, while they are the subatomic particles that made up your genetic structure, but they are also the shackles preventing humans from evolution. We don't control cells, they control us. They are the prison to which we happily stay locked up in for millions and millions of years, getting stronger and more difficult to breakthrough the gene shackles. But things didn't stay that way for long."
"Under the presence of 'DUST', cells become overly active and will begin to transform. Ordinary unactive cells are like programmed nanobots which controls our body, mind and state of awareness but once all the cells are introduced to "Dust", they will be reborn, activated and will only listen to the mind of the host."
She flicked her fingers and the structure of a cell being introduced to a foreign dust like particles. The moment the reddish cell touched the particles, its orbital body began to spam and shake, convulsing until its entire structure transformed into a purple orb with millions of vein like tentacles spreading towards other cells.
"With cells under our command, imagine all the things you could do." Mad Instructor lifted up her right hand upwards.
"With the your single command…"
Her finger snapped as they instantly turned incredibly orange as though it was about to explode, releasing steams of smoke and...
"Snap!"
Her fingers instantly burst into flames, covering the entirety of her hand without affecting her skin.
"... you can produce flames."
The students were immediately stunned, totally in awe by her actions.
The instructor smiled as she asked.
"Who is willing to give it a try?"
Not even half a second had passed when, about 20 students raised up their hands in excitement.
Really eager to try and also gain an advantage over their fellow students, they happily wished to be chosen.
Tyrion's brows furrowed but he didn't raise his hands as he was always one to sit at the back of the class and not involve himself in matters like that.
Putting her hands on her lips in thought, she pondered and hesitated on who to choose before her eyes lit up.
"Yes, you. Come up and try."
Although sceptical, the male student excitedly went up to the podium. While he was excited about the prospect of learning a supernatural technique, his eyes were entirely focused on her huge breasts as he went forward.
"I am Jester and have activated 69% of my cells!" Jester elegantly stated, an expression of pride clouded his face as he pushed his chest out.
"Good." Mad instructor gave him a rare compliment.
The young man smiled brightly, his cheeks flushed red in the process.
"Now, the secret to the flame combustion technique is to imitate how flame reacts and recreate it using the activated cells one could control."
She waved her hands and a large video projection appeared in mid-air.
The video zoomed in on flames on a microscopic level, revealing how the atoms of the flames collided rapidly together, vibrating to heat up and then give birth to flames.
"Do you understand?" Mad instructor asked.
The young man named Jester stared seriously at the projection for a few more seconds before nodding his head in affirmation.
"Yes!"
"As expected of a genius." The instructor praised.
"Now begin."
The moment her voice landed, Jester closed his eyes and took in a deep breath.
The entire hall went silent as seconds tick one after the other. In about 50 seconds, Jester face began turning bright red.
This made the students gasp. They didn't think Jester would grasp it immediately, and that included Tyrion.
In the next few seconds, Jester's body started to also turn bright red like a shrimp, increasing rapidly until it felt as though there was a bright torch inside him.
Within that moment, his body burst into flames.
"Instructor! I'm doing it! I'm really doing it!" Jester's excited voice rang through the entire hall, making the instructor chuckle at his childish behavior.
But within her eyes, a trace of scorn, expectation and pure evil could be seen as she nodded here head.
Tyrion's brows furrowed deeply as he saw the young man burst into flames. The body didn't have any sorcerer of energy to convert into flames and a Genetic Soldier could barely contain vast amount of DUST therefore, how is the flame being fed?
Just as Tyrion was pondering this, his expression changed drastically. He wasn't the only one. Jester's face started to contort and his skin started to burn up from within him.
"I-instructor, how do I stop it? It's starting to hurt a bit." The young man asked anxiously, trying his best to calm himself down as an instructor was here to handle the situation.
"Oh, I forgot to say. Without Dust, it is suicide performing this technique."
Before her words could finish, Jester screamed in pain as he was being fried from inside out.
He couldn't endure it as his piercing scream tore through the atmosphere, ringing in the ears of every students.
His body then rapidly turned bright, becoming blindingly bright and then…
"KA-BOOM!"
Burnt flesh, fried intestine and medium rare brain matter splashed all over the podium.
An Invincible wave of power contorted before the Mad instructor, preventing human filth from touching her.
As the explosion subsided, the instructor covered her mouth and said.
"Ops! Let's try that again shall we?"
"Ehonis willing to give it another go. I promise this time, I will try to stop you from going overboard. Hm? No one? Not even the Legend of your set?"
She pursed her lips in disappointment. "You all are spoil-sports. The last set was more fun than you guys. Anyways, let's continue the lecture."
"The cells can do anything under the influence of Dust but without Dust to protect and fuel the cells... That happens." She pointed directly at the ground where Jester had been previously standing. Now, only his military boots remained in place