Chapter 4

"Give him some treatment." Karita added. The two Holy Hall warriors were momentarily stunned but still carried out Karita's order meticulously, loosening their grip.

One word to hell, one word to heaven.

In an instant, Old Wang forcibly held back his curses.

"Headmaster, I am yours in life and yours in death; you are my goddess!" Wang Feng felt his heart almost leap out of his chest; the dramatic ups and downs were too intense.

Life is like a play, indeed, it all depends on acting.

Wang Feng was carried away, and the secret room fell silent again. Beside him, Lan Tian couldn't help but ask, "Your Highness, do you really believe him?"

Karita glanced at Lan Tian, neither confirming nor denying, "He can't stay in the Alchemy Department anymore. Announce it as an accident and transfer him to the Rune Department. He really can't die now."

"Expansion," this term was used very aptly. Indeed, she couldn't let a mere cannon fodder ruin her reputation and affect her plans.

Whether to kill or not, it all depends on her mood.

Three days later, at the entrance of Rose Holy Hall, beside the circular flower bed, the sun was shining, flowers were blooming, and the air was fresh. Everything was peaceful and warm, with laughter and joy all around.

Wang Feng felt as if he had crossed into another world. He had indeed crossed over, into a world similar to the one he had designed, "Yu Jiutian." This body was also named Wang Feng, a loyalist from the Nine Gods Empire, who was captured while carrying out a sabotage mission. Thanks to his quick thinking and silver tongue, Wang Feng managed to avoid becoming a disgrace in the wave of transmigrations.

He survived, at least for now. He could feel the subtle surveillance. With his current weak combat strength, anyone here could kill him a thousand times over.

Thinking back to the dark, damp, and bloody basement three days ago, and looking at the harmonious and bright Rose Holy Hall before him.

Spit, what a wicked, barbaric, and low-level society!

Today was the day for new students to enroll at Rose Holy Hall. Young, vibrant, and full of life, these newcomers exuded the charm and vitality of another world.

Damn, these legs are quite nice to look at; it's great to be alive.

"Afeng, it's good that you're okay. I told you our Headmaster is the most beautiful and kindest person; she wouldn't blame you." A fat man beside him smiled warmly.

Beautiful? Kind? Blame?

She almost skinned him alive, breaking three of his ribs. Even with the treatment from alchemy and exorcists, he still needed two days to recover. If he hadn't put on a full act, someone like him would be less valuable than a dog in Karita's eyes.

This fat man was Fantasi, a memory from his previous life. Weighing over 200 pounds, he had a tiger soul. Wang Feng's best friend at Rose Holy Hall, Fantasi was also part of the "expansion" program. According to his abilities, he would never have a chance to enter the Holy Hall in a million years. The previous Wang Feng chose him as a cover because this fat man was quite naive and cute.

The Holy Hall College was a product of the post-war era, spread across the major cities of the Blade Alliance. To become a "hero," this was the only path.

Entering the Holy Hall didn't guarantee becoming a hero, but not entering the Holy Hall certainly meant you couldn't become one.

They were in Aurora City, north of the Nine Gods Empire, south of the three major powers of the Blade Alliance, east of the Sea Clan, and west of the Mandala Empire of the Eight Tribes. Its geographical location was extremely important. During the war, the original owners of Aurora City were exterminated. After the war, the various powers fought over it, and it eventually became a free city, known as the most democratic and free city in the Nine Heavens Continent.

Spit!

The Rose Holy Hall they were in was where commoners could change their social status by entering, while nobles and the wealthy consolidated their power, wealth, and social networks through the Holy Hall. After centuries of development, the Holy Hall system had permeated every corner of the Blade Alliance.

The Rose Holy Hall had a long history and had once achieved glorious victories. However, in the past twenty years, it had been squeezed by the Judgment Holy Hall in the same city. The new headmaster decided to reform. All Holy Hall colleges in the Blade Alliance followed an elite route, only accepting the most talented disciples, with strict entry and exit criteria. The Rose Holy Hall, however, introduced a new policy: easy entry, strict exit.

In essence, it was "expansion," even allowing donations for entry. Many conservative Holy Hall members considered this a "desecration" of the Holy Hall's honor, but the new headmaster, Karita, continued to do as she pleased.

Thus, people like Wang Feng and Fantasi managed to sneak in. It was said that this year, the policy had become even more lenient. Karita clearly enjoyed stirring up trouble, perhaps believing that if she couldn't turn things around, she would rather see it all fall apart.

Such a woman was not to be provoked.

"Afeng, it's good that you're okay. I still have to deliver lunch to ReRe at noon." At the mention of his goddess, Fantasi's face turned dreamy.

Wang Feng rolled his eyes, "Fantasi, being a lapdog has no future."

Rebecca was one of the most popular girls in their 97th batch, from the Martial Arts Department, a pure S-type, a walking hormone. According to his memories, Fantasi was just one of her many backup options, perhaps not even that.

"What's a lapdog, Afeng? I feel like you've been acting strange lately. Also, you used to call me Fantasi, but now you added an 'eight.' It feels a bit off."

Wang Feng patted Fantasi, "Brother, 'eight' is an exclamation from my hometown. I'm complimenting you on your looks."

Fantasi grinned, his eyes squinting in happiness. Indeed, he genuinely believed he was handsome; it was just that ordinary people lacked the ability to see it. Clearly, birds of a feather flock together; he was a brother.

(Many readers are concerned about the protagonist's name, thinking I have no talent in this area. Wang Feng, Wang Meng, Wang Zheng, Wang Zhong, Wang Dong... Look at these names... Actually, I've been holding back for a long time. I have a secret to share. When I was in the first grade, my name was... Wang Shaolei. Isn't that a bit handsome? But my classmates and teachers often mispronounced it as 'xiao.' So, I casually changed it to 'Xiao.' However, it was often written as 'Xiao,' so I changed it to 'Xiao.' You tell me, after all this, isn't it great that I named the protagonist like this... )

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