Even more frightening was the brief moment of eye contact just now—
he couldn't see the other party's combat power index at all.
This meant the new teacher had at least ten thousand points of combat power.
Only experts of that level could perfectly conceal their own combat power index.
Jin Bao San couldn't help but inhale sharply. Clutching his still-aching back, a single thought echoed in his mind:
Ultimate Class… a fierce dragon has crossed the river and arrived.
"Boss… are you okay?"
Fu Tou and the other two gathered around him, staring at the burned hole in his clothes and his strange behavior with confused expressions.
"I'm fine. I just tripped while walking. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Jin Bao San forced himself to stand up and glared fiercely at Fu Tou.
If that idiot hadn't spoken earlier, he wouldn't have been exposed—and he certainly wouldn't have suffered this disaster.
He brushed the dust off his clothes, trying his best to maintain the dignity of a boss.
The three lackeys exchanged puzzled glances, completely confused.
"Let's go. Back to the classroom!"
Jin Bao San waved his hand and strode ahead, though a strange gleam flickered in his eyes.
He knew Ultimate Class very well.
Those lawless troublemakers would never quietly accept a new teacher ordering them around.
If nothing unexpected happened—
Then something unexpected would definitely happen.
A conflict was inevitable.
"If I firmly stand on the teacher's side when the conflict breaks out… couldn't I borrow his power and make everyone listen to me?"
Jin Bao San's eyes lit up.
The more he thought about it, the more promising the idea seemed.
He quickened his pace.
He had to get back to the classroom early.
If the conflict erupted while he wasn't there, he would miss the perfect chance to curry favor with the teacher.
Ultimate Class
This was a classroom where sunlight never seemed to reach.
Because the class occupied an entire teaching building by itself, the surrounding area was eerily quiet.
Only Ultimate Class remained noisy, completely ignoring any concept of classroom discipline.
Downstairs—
Lan Tianyu looked at the graffiti-covered building and smelled the occasional aroma of hotpot drifting through the air.
His mouth couldn't help twitching.
This scene was simply too exaggerated… too absurdly "chuunibyou."
When watching the drama before, it didn't feel strange.
But experiencing it personally now—
It was definitely a bit uncomfortable.
"Teacher Lan, don't be too nervous. With me here, they won't behave too outrageously…"
Tian Xin mistakenly thought Lan Tianyu was intimidated and quickly comforted him softly.
Lan Tianyu didn't bother explaining. He simply adjusted his breathing and followed behind Tian Xin with long strides.
As they stepped onto the staircase, Lan Tianyu, who was walking one step behind, accidentally glanced forward.
Beneath the black pencil skirt, the transparent stockings shimmered slightly.
"…She's even wearing safety shorts. Where did the trust between people go?"
Lan Tianyu silently complained.
Then he quickly walked a few steps forward and moved beside Tian Xin.
The first glance had been accidental.
If he kept looking, it would start to seem a little perverted.
What Lan Tianyu didn't know was that this small action had been fully noticed by someone.
Tian Xin kept walking, but her bright eyes curved into crescents, and the smile on her lips became even sweeter and more genuine.
Although it was only a small detail, the fact that he instinctively respected a woman's privacy showed that this Teacher Lan probably had a good character.
[Tian Xin's favorability toward the host: Low. Collection efficiency +50%.]
Hearing the system notification, Lan Tianyu's steps paused almost imperceptibly.
The cause wasn't difficult to guess.
That small action might not have seemed like much, but it was enough to leave a polite and gentlemanly impression on a girl.
The increase in favorability was only natural.
So the way to raise Tian Xin's favorability was simply—
to leave a good impression on her.
Lan Tianyu pondered quietly as an idea quickly formed in his mind.
But whether he should implement it still made him hesitate.
After all, a woman's favorability might eventually turn into something like romance.
To be fair, Tian Xin was nearly flawless.
Beauty, figure, long legs—she had everything.
But Lan Tianyu's future focus would undoubtedly be on collecting luck, fishing treasures from the heavens, and rapidly growing stronger.
If emotional entanglements distracted him—
Would that slow his path to power?
"…Forget it. I'll just let things happen naturally."
Lan Tianyu sighed inwardly and made his decision.
Favorability still had to be raised.
Otherwise, it would simply be a waste of resources.
As the two approached Ultimate Class, for some unknown reason, the previously noisy classroom suddenly fell silent.
"Haha, see? The students are actually quite well-behaved. They know to stop their little tricks when a teacher arrives."
Tian Xin forced an awkward smile, trying to provide a reasonable explanation.
Lan Tianyu merely raised an eyebrow without commenting.
"…Sigh."
Tian Xin sighed helplessly, aware that her explanation sounded rather weak.
Even though she felt somewhat exhausted, she gathered herself and pushed open the classroom door.
The moment they entered—
They saw the students sitting upright in their seats, holding textbooks with exaggerated seriousness, as if they were studying diligently.
Even though she knew it was obviously fake, Tian Xin still smiled sweetly.
"Class, seeing you all sitting quietly in the classroom makes your teacher very happy."
Then she stepped aside and gestured toward Lan Tianyu behind her.
Her gentle voice clearly introduced him.
"This is our new P.E. teacher, Teacher Lan Tianyu. Everyone, welcome him!"
The moment those words fell—
Dozens of eyes immediately locked onto Lan Tianyu.
They were filled with scrutiny, curiosity, disdain, and provocation.
A boy sitting in the front row with glasses and a fierce expression even shot a brutal, vicious glare at the new teacher, clearly trying to intimidate him.
Lan Tianyu simply smiled calmly.
His gaze passed over everyone and finally settled on three figures sitting at the back of the classroom.
Those three were—
Wang Dadong, Wang Arthur, and Ding Xiaoyu.
Wang Dadong sat with his arms crossed, returning Lan Tianyu's gaze with rebellious arrogance.
Wang Arthur leaned elegantly against his chair, a playful smile at the corner of his lips, his eyes full of curiosity.
Only Ding Xiaoyu seemed detached from the world.
Without even raising his head, his slender fingers gently flipped through a yellowed piano score.
Completely immersed in his own musical world.