King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 978 - 978 966 Heaven-sent species Native species

Chapter 978: Chapter 966: Heaven-sent species, Native species, Mutated species Chapter 978: Chapter 966: Heaven-sent species, Native species, Mutated species After the first day’s registration, Xiril Academy began its official classes on the second day, astonishingly quickly.

“You all possess star talent that exceeds 30% compatibility, geniuses who will inevitably become Star Armor Masters. The core of a Star Armor Master is the Star Armor, created by blending the Star armor with other alloys.”

In a spacious and bright classroom, a middle-aged teacher, who seemed quite amiable, stood at the podium talking about some basic introductory knowledge concerning Star Armor Masters. However, below, there were only a few listeners, with almost everyone doing their own thing.

The sight didn’t bother the teacher, for he knew what kind of people sat below. For them, the content of this class was indeed a waste of time.

“Star Armor Masters cultivate their Star Armor by establishing a connection with it. They can control it as if it were an extension of their own body. Only by achieving such unity can a Star Armor Master be considered to have truly mastered their Star Armor.”

The teacher spoke in an even tone, finally reaching the main point of this first lesson: “It is essential for every Star Armor Master to cultivate their own Star Armor and then use it to strengthen themselves. This class is for distributing the student-specific Star Armor.”

Having said that, the seemingly gentle teacher pointed to fifty metal square boxes lined up behind him. But once he finished speaking, aside from the few intrigued students, the majority seemed indifferent,

“I know many of you below have already been exposed to Star Armor at an early age and are familiar with it, but now please come forward to collect your student-specific Star Armor. Your performance with the Star Armor will affect your assessment scores.”

After these words, at last some students lazily stood up from their seats and made their way to the podium…

Suddenly, the distribution of the fifty Star Armor boxes was completed. Apart from a few excited students who held their boxes with thrill, most of the students carelessly tossed the boxes aside.

The teacher on the podium watched the students’ attitudes toward their Star Armor. He knew those who were excited were probably the geniuses from ordinary families; the armor distributed by the academy was their first set of Star Armor.

The ones with indifferent expressions were naturally the geniuses from affluent families. They had their own channels to acquire better armor than the one provided by the academy at a much younger age.

This group of students dominated the majority of his class, a disparity he wasn’t surprised by. He was teaching at Xiril Academy’s Star Youth Class of that year.

Simply put, it was the genius priority class, which selected the 50 students with the highest talent from the new students who reported this year to form a class.

It was no surprise that most students in this class came from wealthy families with a certain level of influence because the number of Star Armor Master prodigies born into upper-class society absolutely overshadowed those from the lower echelons.

This was because the talent of a Star Armor Master could be passed down genetically, as was the case with Muria. The majority of his Star Armor Master Talent came from his mother. As for why his compatibility was a few percentage points lower than his mother’s, that was his father’s fault.

After a morning of classes, Muria had gained a general understanding of his school and the courses he would be taking in the future.

When school was over, Susanna drove her car directly onto the campus, attracting quite a bit of attention, and Muria calmly faced those looks as he got into the car.

“Jelos, how do you feel?” Susanna asked, turning around from the driver’s seat.

“Not bad, just that the course load has increased a bit.” Muria picked up his communicator to start browsing through the academy’s internal network and began looking up the courses he would be studying in the future.

“It’s always like this at the beginning. You need to study all subjects, but after one or two months, you’ll be able to choose classes based on your own interests and preferences.”

“Hmm,” Muria browsed through the timetable in his hand, which listed subjects that would never appear in a regular middle-schooler’s schedule, “Reconnaissance, intelligence, national defense, counter-terrorism, public security, cryptography…”

“These will be your elective courses in the future, and at that time, you’ll have to pick at least three of these as your core classes,” explained Susanna, who had already driven out of the campus. This was all too familiar to her, from her own past experiences.

“I’m afraid I don’t have the privilege of choice.” Muria smiled as he opened a message that had popped up just as his class ended.

“What happened?”

“The Douglas family has sent a notice asking me to take all the subjects at school and to try to keep my grades above excellent!”

“…” Hearing Muria’s words, Susanna pursed her lips, “This time I suggest you try to meet the Douglas family’s demands. If you achieve their expected targets, you can still get the Douglas family’s resource allocation.”

“If I do even better, the resources allocated to me will be even more, right!” Muria laughed. To him, studying was trivial, and he had already mastered the knowledge required by these subjects, even before arriving in this otherworld. How different could it be?

“Of course.”

…

“Is this the Star Armor distributed by the Academy? No wonder those guys despise it so much.” After returning home, Muria opened the Star Armor box as the Teacher had instructed and then saw the pure white Star Armor placed inside.

This set of armor was unusually simplistic, comprising only a helmet, a breastplate, a skirt armor for the waist, bracers for the hands, and combat boots for the legs—leaving vital parts of the body not fully covered.

“There’s not even a matching weapon. This is practically a practice Star Armor!” Muria couldn’t help but shake his head upon seeing such a basic set of Star Armor.

“However, it’s going to be used in the monthly exams, so I might as well start cultivating it! At least it can provide some energy to enhance my physique.”

Muria thought it over and decided to sit cross-legged on the ground, using his Star Talent to begin cultivating the rudimentary Star Armor.

The so-called Cultivating Star Armor primarily aimed to deepen the control over the Star Armor, and secondly, to imprint one’s own mark, completing a procedure similar to acknowledging an owner.

As long as one could complete the cultivating of the Star Armor within the designated time, other than the cultivator, no one else would be able to control that set of Star Armor.

Of course, that didn’t mean no one else could use the Star Armor aside from the cultivator.

Taking the student-specific Star Armor Muria was now cultivating as an example, once he had successfully cultivated the Star Armor and was free to complete the arming process,

If someone else wanted to use this set of Star Armor, they would first have to make Muria stop cultivating it, and then wait for some time since as time passed, the mark left by Muria on the Star Armor would gradually fade until it disappeared entirely.

Hence, a piece of Star Armor could be used by multiple people, but only one person at a time, and it could not be transferred to another person in a short period.

If a second person wanted to use the Star Armor left behind by someone else, they would have to wait for the Star Armor to revert to its initial state, which could either be done over time or forcibly initialized with high-end equipment.

However, this kind of technology is generally applied to higher-tier Star Armor, as the length of time the mark on the Star Armor takes to weaken varies with the strength of the Star Armor Master who imprinted it.

The stronger the Star Armor Master, the longer their mark on the Star Armor takes to fade over time. Equipment left by a high-level Star Armor Master could mean a wait of at least a decade for a second person to be able to use it.

…

“I am Havel, your Different Species class Teacher. Starting today, I will be sharing all of the information on Different Species with you. Pay attention to every word I say, as some of you may battle against Different Species in the future, and today’s knowledge might save your lives.”

After the class bell rang, a burly and muscular man walked into the classroom. After briefly introducing himself, he immediately began his lecture with decisive efficiency and a very clear military demeanor.

“Before I start, I’m going to lay down some rules. All the information I’m about to share with you is confidential and not for public disclosure. No matter who you are or what your Identity, you are prohibited from revealing any information about Different Species to the general public.”

Hearing the teacher’s words—a man with three intersecting scars on his face—many students frowned, yet said nothing, as it was clear this teacher was not someone to be provoked, unlike any teacher they had before.

“You all should have some understanding of Different Species, albeit incomplete. Now, be silent and listen to my lecture. Whoever dares to disregard my words can try to provoke me and see what happens.”

Different Species Teacher Havel cracked a smile, revealing snow-white teeth that looked intimidating.

“Different Species come in a wide variety, but they can be broadly divided into three categories: Celestial Species, Native Species, and Mutated Species! I will now tell you about the Mutated Species you’re most likely to encounter at this stage!”

“To give you an understanding of the threats posed by Mutated Species, I’ve brought a live specimen for you! So you can observe a Different Species up close.”

Different Species Teacher Havel transmitted a message using the device in his hand, and soon two soldiers wearing military uniforms brought in a girl.

She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen, with blonde hair and blue eyes, beautiful in appearance with a voluptuous figure, but her arms were shackled, her body wrapped in chains, and her mouth gagged with a metal ball.

Such rough treatment was visibly uncomfortable to witness, causing some students to frown deeply.