The registration process at the Academic Affairs Office went smoothly.
Lin Chuan collected his school uniform and inquired about the location of Dormitory Seven for work-study students.
Before he even reached the door of Dormitory Seven, he heard a commotion coming from inside.
"Bang!"
A figure flew out backward, landing heavily at Lin Chuan's feet.
It was a senior work-study student named Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng clutched his chest, staring into the room with resentment.
In the center of Dormitory Seven, a youth dressed in ornate brocade clothes was stepping on a table.
He was followed by two lackeys, clearly children of nobility.
He was pointing arrogantly at the circle of work-study students around him.
"Listen up! My name is Liu Long, and I am a subordinate of Boss Xiao Chenyu!"
The brocade-clad youth, Liu Long, had a face full of arrogance:
"I heard a genius with Innate Full Soul Power appeared among the work-study students this year?"
"Tell him to get his ass out here!"
"Boss Xiao said, regardless of whether you're a genius or not, now that you've come to Nuoding Academy, if you're a dragon you coil up, and if you're a tiger you lie down!"
The work-study students were furious but dared not speak out.
Most of them came from poor backgrounds and had weak martial souls.
How could they dare provoke these noble young masters from the city?
Lin Chuan looked down at Wang Sheng by his feet.
Then he looked at the insufferable Liu Long inside the room, his brow furrowing slightly.
It wasn't that he wanted to be some hero.
Mainly, the environment of Dormitory Seven was just too poor.
Shared bunks, ragged bedding.
And now it was being made into a mess by this group of people.
"Hey."
Lin Chuan stepped over the threshold and spoke flatly.
Liu Long turned his head, sizing Lin Chuan up.
Seeing him wearing the newly issued work-study uniform, he immediately gave a disdainful laugh:
"Yo, another one coming to seek death? Could it be that you are that so-called Innate Full Soul Power?"
Lin Chuan nodded calmly:
"I am."
"Can you get down from the table? You've stepped on it and made it dirty; my brother will have to wipe it later."
Liu Long looked as if he had heard a joke:
"Ha?"
"Your brother? Do you have any idea who you're talking to? I think you're..."
Before his words could finish, Liu Long suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.
Lin Chuan did not summon his martial soul, nor did he even lift a hand.
He merely narrowed his eyes slightly.
In that instant.
He drew out a sliver of the aura from the sleeping [Clear Sky Divine Sword].
But in Liu Long's perception, the surrounding air instantly solidified.
The clean-looking youth before him.
Seemed to transform in an instant into a peerless sword drawn from its scabbard.
Its edge pointed directly at the space between his eyebrows!
That feeling was as if, should he dare move another inch, his head would immediately leave his shoulders.
The fear of death instantly enveloped his entire body.
"Ah!!"
Liu Long let out a miserable cry.
His legs went soft.
He rolled directly off the table.
He landed on the floor with a *thud*, kneeling down.
No one saw clearly what had happened.
They only felt a terrifying aura flash from Lin Chuan's body.
And then the arrogant Liu Long was on his knees.
Lin Chuan said flatly: "Now, can we speak properly?"
"We can! Boss! You are the boss!"
Liu Long was someone who bullied the weak but feared the strong.
Moreover, he was not just a coward; he was very pragmatic.
"My eyes failed to recognize Mt. Tai! From today on, you are the boss of Dormitory Seven! And my boss as well!"
Lin Chuan was startled; this kid was surprisingly good at changing sides at such a young age.
Normally, shouldn't he go find his Boss Xiao for help?
And then Lin Chuan would slap his face again!
Lin Chuan curled his lip.
As for being the boss, he had no interest.
He pointed to an empty bunk:
"I didn't bring bedding."
Liu Long immediately scrambled to his feet:
"Don't worry, Boss! I'll go buy some right now!"
"No, I have a brand new set of silk bedding myself, just brought from home; I'll bring it over for you right now!"
"And toiletries, I'll cover it all!"
Looking at the back of Liu Long as he scurried out.
Wang Sheng, who had been beaten earlier, was dumbfounded.
He struggled to get up, his eyes full of awe as he looked at Lin Chuan:
"That... Boss, thank you for saving me."
"From now on, I'm following you; I'll serve you tea and water!"
He, Wang Sheng, couldn't wait to give up the position of boss.
As long as it wasn't a noble student, it was fine!
...
At this time, Tang San, who had finished his procedures, also walked in carrying his bundle.
As soon as he entered, he saw Lin Chuan sitting on the only intact chair in Dormitory Seven.
That Liu Long, who had been so insufferable moments ago.
Was currently making Lin Chuan's bed with a face full of smiles.
He was even using high-quality silk bedding.
While Wang Sheng was on the side helping out.
Tang San was stunned for a moment:
"Big Brother?"
"This is..."
Lin Chuan pointed to the bed next to his that had just been made:
"Little San, you're back."
"This was given to us by our enthusiastic classmate Liu Long; you sleep on that one."
As soon as Liu Long saw Tang San, he immediately leaned in:
"Oh, this must be Third Brother? I'm Little Long!"
"If there's any dirty or heavy work in the future, just give the order!"
Tang San frowned, instinctively disliking such sycophantic people.
Mainly, this person had actually snatched his job!
This is already a path to his own death!
It's enough for Big Brother Lin Chuan to have one younger brother like me!
How can he have a follower like this!
He said coldly: "No need, I have hands of my own."
Liu Long hit a wall but wasn't embarrassed, turning back to continue pleasing Lin Chuan.
Wang Sheng was also extremely respectful.
Tang San watched this scene, feeling very surprised in his heart.
How long had Big Brother Lin Chuan been here? He had actually already subdued the seniors here?
Looking at that man's appearance, he was clearly completely won over.
Although Big Brother looks lazy on the surface, in reality, his skill in managing people is already perfected!
He is laying the foundation for us brothers to stand firm in the academy!
With these noble children acting as eyes, ears, and errand boys, how much trouble could be saved?
Big Brother is truly Big Brother, farsighted and deep!
Tang San moved silently to Lin Chuan's side.
He unobtrusively nudged Wang Sheng and Liu Long aside and picked up the kettle:
"Big Brother, have some water."
As the younger brother, how could he let outsiders snatch away the job of serving Big Brother?
This was his way of expressing respect!
Just when Dormitory Seven was in a state of harmony, a crisp voice suddenly came from the doorway.
"Excuse me, is this Dormitory Seven?"
Everyone turned around to see a pretty young girl standing at the door.
She was wearing a pink school uniform and had two rabbit-ear decorations on her head.
Her large eyes blinked; she looked extremely cute.
It was precisely Xiao Wu.
"Are you a new work-study student?"
Wang Sheng's eyes lit up.
Xiao Wu hopped into the room, her hands on her hips, and glanced around:
"My name is Xiao Wu, Wu as in dancing."
"I heard the rule here is that whoever is the strongest is the boss?"
"Who is the current boss of everyone? I want to fight him!"
Everyone's gaze simultaneously shifted toward Lin Chuan, who was currently drinking tea.
Lin Chuan put down his teacup, looking at this hundred-thousand-year-old rogue rabbit, feeling a bit amused in his heart.
Fighting?
Too tiring, no time.
Lin Chuan said lazily:
"I am the boss."
"But I don't fight women. You want to be the boss? Then you can have it."
Xiao Wu's eyes lit up; she hadn't expected it to be so easy.
"Really?"
"That's too boring! No, we have to fight for it to count!"
As she spoke, Xiao Wu tapped her toes, her figure moving like lightning.
She charged directly toward Lin Chuan.
Her long scorpion braid whipped around, heading straight for Lin Chuan's neck.
"Impudent!"
A low shout rang out.
Before Xiao Wu could get within three feet of Lin Chuan.
A figure blocked the way in front of Lin Chuan like a ghost.
It was Tang San.