Ch178 - This scene was getting out of control! (1/2)

13.7 – This scene was getting out of control!

translator: xiin

editors: alamerysl & Macabre

There were many schools in the Capital Star, and there were strict rules about which schools were attended at what age, but in fact, there was no differentiation between the good or bad schools here. After all, any school that was able to stay open in the Capital Star definitely had to have some some level of ability.

The original owner of this body attended the Longyue College, which was famous for having trained the first Sculptor.

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Longyue College was actually a branch college under the Capital Star’s First Star Academy. The students that attended Longyue College were basically all nurturers, and their primary area of study was the sculpting of energy crystals. Of course, there were other colleges, but they were more loosely affiliated. After all, the sculpting of energy crystals was at the core of the entire galaxy, and the more sculpted energy stones they had, the better. Although more and more alternative energy sources had emerged in recent years, energy crystals were still required to supply power for mecha and beastmen, so this was still the main subject and focus of the College.

The Sculpture Department of Longyue College was the best one in the entire Capital Star. The original owner of this body’s mother was also a student from this school.

Hao Yuanliang had spent a lot of effort in order to send Hao Songle to this school. After successfully getting him in, the original owner was also stuffed into the school at the same time. Hao Yuanliang did not care about his eldest son, but it gave him a lot of face to say that his sons were studying here, and since he’d already spent money, there was no difference in sending one more person to attend.

Hao Songle’s performance during his spiritual awakening was much better than general sub-beastmen, so he was assigned to Class B. Amongst the many sub-beastmen in school, Hao Songle was already at the top. Even though he was a nurturer, because his spiritual power had been blocked, the original owner of this body had only managed to enter Class C, which held a few straggler students or those who had joined the College through the back door, so very few of them were sincere about learning. The original owner genuinely wanted to learn how to sculpt, so he had been unable to find any friends at school.

He was used to doing his own thing, so nobody noticed that he had taken a few days off. Xue Ling didn’t plan to publicize it, either, so he hadn’t prepared any grand scene for his return.

But apparently, some people had other plans.

Xue Ling got up early this morning and had breakfast with Yin Jia. He had originally planned to send Yin Jia out, and then tidy up his things to go to school, but unexpectedly, Yin Jia stood at the entrance and simply watched him. Xue Ling was a little stunned by his gaze, causing Yin Jia to reach out and rub Xue Ling’s head rather helplessly. “Go get your things, I’ll send you to school first.”

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Xue Ling blinked in surprise. He knew the formation Yin Jia used when going out. It might not be as extravagant as Mo Xi’s pick-up that day, but his private aircraft was not a low-key vehicle and would always have two teams of escorts around it. Although there was nothing that could be said about Yin Jia’s fighting ability, and no one would be foolish enough to attack him, he still maintained the protection and guard that he should have.

When Xue Ling thought of this formation stopping at the school gates, he felt that it would be impossible for him not to become famous.

It was impossible to bargain with Yin Jia about going by himself. Xue Ling had already understood certain things about him over these two short days. For example, unless he had sufficient reason to refute him, it was impossible for the man to go back on his words. So, Xue Ling could only accept that he would appear at school in such a cool, impactful way.

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Yin Jia seemed to know what he was thinking, and after they boarded the aircraft, he opened his mouth to say, “Although I don’t have the habit of hosting a banquet or a ball in order to tell society about your identity, I will still do the things that need to be done. Your identity is not something that needs to be hidden, so it’s necessary to give people a shock so that they will understand that some people can’t be offended.”

Xue Ling understood that this was his way of showing his support, and couldn’t say much about it. He could only obediently resign himself to hug tightly onto this big thigh and call him ‘father’ a few more times.

Air traffic control had been implemented in many places in the Capital Star, but certain people’s aircraft could go where they liked. Xue Ling felt a little embarrassed when he arrived at school in Yin Jia’s aircraft. After all, it was little different from taking a helicopter to school. Fortunately, there was no shortage of powerful people attending this school, and there was no shortage of flying aircraft, but when their aircraft landed with its escort, its exterior flashing its Royal Family, Marshal’s Palace, and First Fleet’s emblems, it was much more eye-catching than the other flying aircraft.

Yin Jia tidied up Xue Ling’s school uniform which he had ordered people to customize according to Xue Ling’s figure. It looked very good when worn on his family’s little nurturer. He tousled his hair again, hearing Xue Ling mutter quietly about having his hairstyle mussed up, before finally allowing Xue Ling to disembark.

Xue Ling left the aircraft. Yin Jia did not have any intention of showing his face. He simply told Xue Ling that he would pick him up after school, and thoroughly dispelled any idea Xue Ling might have had about staying at the dormitories.

“Doesn’t he find it troublesome…” Xue Ling watched as the aircraft took off and left, muttering under his breath before turning to enter the College.

The system rolled its eyes when it heard his words. “You’re showing off, right? Even though he doesn’t like you yet, he’s already spoiling and indulging you to this extent. If he really falls for you, you’ll have to let him spoil you up to the heavens.”

“Does me going up to heaven have anything to do with you?” Xue Ling retorted and stepped inside, ignoring the curious eyes around him.

The class he was in was very easy to find. Class C-3 was full of slackers and delinquents. When Xue Ling walked in, they were all gathered in twos and threes. This class was mainly divided into two groups, nurturers and sub-beastmen. There were some other subdivisions within the class, but Xue Ling didn’t concern himself over it. He simply found his own spot, took out the textbooks he was learning from, and started to read.

The class was confused for a moment when he entered. A while later, a nurturer came up to his desk and knocked on it, “Fellow classmate, are you in the wrong class? We don’t have anyone like you here, right?”

Xue Ling had already changed his image, and it was no big deal if they no longer recognized him. He simply raised his head calmly and looked at the other party for a second before shaking his head. “I’m in this class. You just don’t recognize me.”

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The other side stared at him for a long time, dazed but unable to tell who he was. Finally, they could only rely on the thinness of his body to guess, “Helan Jiuyun?”

Xue Ling nodded and said, “That’s me.”