After all, Huo Yuhao might be watched by Tang San. He traveled to ten thousand years ago and had some grudges with Tang San. If he were incidentally noticed, who knows what consequences that might lead to.
Having less contact with Huo Yuhao was actually a safe thing for him.
Furthermore, contacting Huo Yuhao also didn't seem to bring him any huge help. There's no need to force interaction with the protagonist; everything can be left to fate.
No fawning, nor being overly repulsed or hostile.
People came in one after another, and the classroom was basically full.
When Shi Yu had nothing to do, he estimated the class size based on the number of seats in the classroom, between 110 and 120.
If it was full, that would be 120 people. If this was everyone, it would be 113 people.
Another four came in successively, and then their homeroom Teacher, Shao Wentao, entered.
He looked over forty, had a buzz cut, ordinary appearance, and a rather honest face.
As the homeroom Teacher entered, everyone in the classroom sat up straighter, and they all quieted down, their eyes focused on Teacher Shao Wentao.
"Hello, students..." Shao Wentao introduced himself, wearing as friendly a smile as possible. His tone was not strict; he seemed easy to talk to and get along with.
"I'm very happy to be the homeroom Teacher of the new student Fifth Class. I'm quite easy to talk to, but the premise is that you cooperate with my teaching."
"For those students who are mischievous and don't cooperate with teaching, I will often have punishments."
"What kind of punishment?" someone asked.
"I'll sting you with my Martial Soul. The situation is different, so the severity of the punishment will also be different. I will control the degree, so don't be too scared," Shao Wentao said with a somewhat mischievous smile.
"Why does this Teacher feel like the type who hides a knife behind a smile?" Shi Yu felt that this Teacher didn't look strict, but in reality, he was probably very strict.
This kind of Teacher is a bit more terrifying than those who appear very strict on the surface.
"Then, Teacher, may I ask what your Martial Soul is?" Everyone was very curious.
"The Itch Bee," Shao Wentao replied with a smile.
"The Itch Bee?" Most students looked bewildered; they hadn't heard of this kind of Martial Soul.
"It's actually the Itch Bee!" Those who knew sat up straighter, and their gazes towards Shao Wentao already carried a bit of awe and fear.
Even Dai Huabin was extremely wary. Being stung by this Itch Bee could make you itch to death.
"Brother, do you know about this Itch Bee?" Seeing the wary expression of his deskmate next to him, Shi Yu couldn't help but ask.
He, at least, hadn't heard of this kind of Martial Soul. Its ability was probably related to itching.
Sitting next to him was a chubby classmate, dressed richly, whose family conditions should be good.
"Being stung by the Itch Bee will make you incredibly itchy for the next few days. Various parts of your body might itch from time to time, and you won't be able to resist scratching."
"It's fine if you're somewhere private; scratching can relieve it. But if you start itching in a crowded place, that would be awkward, especially if it's itching in some inconvenient place to scratch; you'll feel so uncomfortable you'll want to die," the chubby classmate explained quietly to Shi Yu.
This kind of itch could be fatal, but since he was their Teacher, he naturally wouldn't actually make them itch to death. However, being tormented was likely unavoidable.
Shi Yu subconsciously tightened his legs. If it started itching down there and he had to scratch, wouldn't that be so awkward he'd be curling his toes?
"What a cruel punishment," Shi Yu also sat up straighter. He didn't want to be punished like this.
He would rather have his palms slapped a few times or be punished by running than be itchy for a few days.
The effect of the Itch Bee quickly spread, and soon everyone knew. They all sat up straight, looking like good students who would honestly listen and obey.
Shao Wentao was very satisfied with everyone's attitude and began to talk about some simple requirements he had for the students.
There were no excessive requirements, just relatively normal ones regarding classroom order, and also requiring everyone to take notes during theory classes.
He would also regularly check everyone's learning progress. There would be a theory knowledge test every month, and the scores would be ranked.
The ten people ranked last would receive the punishment of being stung by the Itch Bee.
"These are pretty much my requirements. I hope all students can cooperate and comply. If you understand me, I won't make things difficult for you."
"Next, I'll talk about some of my teaching plans for this semester..." Shao Wentao spent the first half of the class mainly discussing requirements and plans.
In the second half of the class, he began asking the more than one hundred students to give simple self-introductions. They had to state their names and Martial Souls. As for Soul Power, whether to mention it or not was up to each individual's own willingness.
The first person on the left in the first row was the first to stand up and introduce themselves, followed by the classmate next to them. After the first row finished, it started from the first person on the left in the second row.
"My name is Dai Huabin, my Martial Soul is the White Tiger, and I am a twenty-ninth level Soul Grandmaster," Dai Huabin stood up and introduced himself loudly.
Almost all the students in the class looked at him, mostly with surprise. This person actually had twenty-ninth level Soul Power; wouldn't it be long before he could break through to become a Soul Grandmaster?
Among the dozens of people who introduced themselves earlier, the highest Soul Power was only twenty-fifth level.
As soon as Dai Huabin's twenty-ninth level Soul Power was announced, it appeared particularly special, becoming the highest among those who had introduced themselves so far, and possibly the highest Soul Power in the entire class.
"His Martial Soul is still the White Tiger. Could this person be from the White Tiger Duke's Mansion in the Star Luo Empire?" the chubby person next to Shi Yu muttered.
"Brother, you know quite a lot," Shi Yu glanced at the chubby person in surprise.
"My family hired Soul Master Teachers for me since I was young. Some taught me cultivation, and some taught me theoretical knowledge."
"I know about the powerful Martial Souls in the world. The White Tiger Martial Soul is one of them, and I also know the family behind the White Tiger Martial Soul," the chubby person said quietly, feeling a bit smug.
Shi Yu gave the chubby person a thumbs up, acknowledging his knowledge and judgment.
Dai Huabin rather enjoyed everyone's attention; it gave him a great sense of accomplishment.
"My name is Zhu Lu, my Martial Soul is the Youming Spirit Cat, and I am a twenty-sixth level Soul Grandmaster," the girl next to Dai Huabin stood up and said.
"The Youming Spirit Cat? This person is probably from the Zhu family in the Star Luo Empire, right?" the chubby person looked surprised.
Shi Yu wasn't surprised; he knew their situation beforehand.
Shao Wentao took a few extra glances at both Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.
He had paid attention to Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu's names beforehand; he just didn't know what these two people actually looked like.
"My name is Shi Yu, my Martial Soul is Space," Shi Yu stood up and introduced himself, not revealing his Soul Power.
Others mentioning their Soul Power was to show superiority; him mentioning his Soul Power would be a bit funny.
Among these people, no one currently had Soul Power below level twenty. His sixteenth level Soul Power was really a bit awkward to mention.
"So, he's Shi Yu," many people looked over, sizing him up, paying considerable attention.
This was unexpected for Shi Yu. Was his Space Martial Soul really that eye-catching?