Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'
Chapter 475 - 112. I thought I was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, but it turns out I’ve evolved into a cancerous Kun! Any show-off will be brought to justice!

Chapter 475: 112. I thought I was pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, but it turns out I’ve evolved into a cancerous Kun! Any show-off will be brought to justice!

Gazing at the two quickly departing figures, Andy Andifa nodded slightly, his gaze appreciative.

"Interesting."

"Master Andifa, what are you thinking about?" the maid asked with concern.

"I originally came to this school for Leoz, who scored full marks in all subjects according to the rumors, but then I became interested in ’Golden Princess’ Dialan. I thought these two would be my main rivals."

Andifa said lightly:

"But now it seems that Leoz isn’t much of an issue. His expression is stiff, his tone lackadaisical, and his two lackeys seem to have more of a student air about them. Considering that all his special privileges have been revoked, I suspect he got in through the back door."

"Leoz is not to be feared."

"His performance in class is disappointing, and actual communication is a mess. However, on the bright side, it also reduces the number of my competitors."

His eyes gleamed with resolve:

"’Magical Exam Top Scholar’ Leoz, ’Golden Princess’ Dialan, ’Alchemical Prodigy’ Shao Zexing, ’Crystal Witch’ Cristo, ’Wind Singer’ Melvett, and ’Moon Worshiper’ Aigner."

"It’s quite strange."

"Originally, these six were designated by the Ministry of Education for advanced studies at the Holy Academy, but now, for some reason, they are all scattered and have been transferred to the thirteen high schools in Trevela."

The maid pondered for a moment and smiled:

"If Leoz is like that, then these original designees probably aren’t that solid, right?"

"Let’s wait and see. We cannot underestimate anyone, no matter the opponent."

Andifa said indifferently:

"But Leoz is truly an outright dud. After a few classes, to have his credits deducted to the negative, there have been few such occurrences in the history of the academy. I expect his exam scores will be exposed soon enough."

"Speaking of which, Master Andifa, you have an event with the Velazquez in the afternoon."

"I remember, this time it’s with Miss Nariya." Mentioning Velazquez, Andifa’s tone immediately became serious: "Miss Nariya is ranked 219th in Velazquez. While her talent and power are negligible in Velazquez, it’s still quite significant for the improvement of our family bloodline."

Of course, what’s most crucial is Nariya’s half-brother—Andrew Velazquez, a truly important figure.

Who is he? Merely listing his credentials is enough to send shivers down the spine of ordinary people.

The Blesser of "Soul of Plunder" Redd Gold.

The heir to the Velazquez Corporation.

At only 120 years of age, he has reached the Zeta Rank and inherited a full 17% of the Green Marsh Dragon bloodline from his father’s lineage.

This Crown Prince is bound to enter Narrative-Level Civilization in the future and become a member of its ruling class.

By getting on good terms with Nariya, there’s a chance to get connected with Andrew.

It’s rumored that even a mere meeting with the Blesser can grant a bit of Divine Power’s protection over capitalism, and if one can sit down for a meal, he might share some ’insignificant’ ’little things,’ vent his frustrations—furthering the relationship, one can only imagine the benefits that their workshop might receive!

Moreover, the headquarters of Velazquez will have to elect new leadership eventually.

Once this Crown Prince ascends to the throne of the chairman, he will certainly begin to establish his commercial empire.

Not only that, but this is also his one opportunity to step into a Narrative-Level Civilization.

"Obliteration Sanctum" is a single race, "Empire of Heralds" is a techno-narrative that’s not too friendly to magic, only the "Union Group" aligns with their interests the most.

Moreover, the "Union Group" is very keen to open up the market of the Eye of the Galaxy...

If he succeeds, it’ll be both entering The Gate and following the Dragon—a double feat. Entering the "Union Group" will be nearly assured.

Andifa’s eyes were bright with purpose.

From now on, a glorious future awaits his family!

"How wonderful!"

Li Aozi had already walked far away and was getting his food in the cafeteria.

Even though he now had a negative five points in credits, being a debtor did not affect his access to free meals.

"There’s no server in the cafeteria, how wonderful!"

He heaped a generous spoonful of pineapple fried rice onto his plate, a delicacy made from tropical fruits not commonly seen on Azure Star.

The good thing about a student-run school is that you don’t have to worry about the server’s trembling hands.

Seeing the two running over at a quick pace, Li Aozi casually asked:

"Why did it take you so long to come over?"

"Leo, you have no idea who you just annoyed, that was Morodia—"

"Hey, don’t sweat it, and it doesn’t matter whether it’s Morodia or Tanzania, now it’s time to eat."

Li Aozi handed the plates to the two, completely unconcerned about the matter:

"Come on, let’s enjoy our meal. We need to be full to have the energy to think."

"You, um, yeah, same here, let’s not talk about this anymore." Hobbs scratched his head, "Anyway, we’ve smoothed things over for you, and if worse comes to worst, we’ll just take a detour when we come across someone from the Morodia family. Out of sight, out of mind."

"What gibberish are you spouting? I can’t understand a thing."

Li Aozi was eating while agonizingly trying to recall the strategy he had only glimpsed once.

Fortunately, his Intelligence had increased quite a bit. By organizing his thoughts, he finally managed to dig up a snippet of information.

Hobbs and Lucite sat down to discuss issues related to academic credits.

Lucite said with a frown:

"Just going to classes and taking exams, even if we answer everything correctly, we can at most earn 10 points a day. With 210 days in the semester, plus the under 3,000 points from our core and elective courses that we calculated before, we’re still several hundred points short."

"No way around it, we’ll have to look for commission tasks and club activities," Hobbs also did the math, and the actual situation was certainly even grimmer.

"By the way, Hobbs, have you thought about which society you want to join?"

"Me? My family’s in the pharmaceutical business, so I’m thinking about joining the Magic Potion Society. Do you and Leoz have any ideas?"

Hobbs perked up a bit when he mentioned this:

"I’ve heard that our school’s societies are quite good. The barriers to entry are low and it’s easy to get in, but of course, whether you can stay is another story."

"Then, I’m considering either the Combat Society or the Alchemy Club." Lucite flexed his well-built muscles and his black armor, "That’s the good thing about us Xilus Clan members, we have a natural Magic Resistance Physique. The spells of newcomers hardly tickle me, well, of course, the likes of the Dragon Titan are just outrageous..."

"The Combat Society is very popular, too, and the society points are not few. If it’s the Alchemy Club, then that’s even more impressive," Hobbs sighed, "but it’s a pity, the Alchemy Club is too difficult."

Lucite swallowed a perch and asked in confusion:

"Eh, aren’t alchemy projects common? Is there something special about the Alchemy Club?"

"Because our school has too few workshops."

Hobbs tapped his plate and complained:

"Due to the shortage of workshops and the high demand for entry into the Alchemy Club, alchemy without practical workshop experience is just like armchair strategy, completely unworthy of being included in a resume. Thus, everyone is desperate to join the Alchemy Club since, given their practice-oriented approach, it’s akin to regular contact with teachers and long-term practice—it’s basically a guaranteed spot in a workshop."

"That good? Isn’t that basically a guaranteed admission?" Lucite exclaimed, "Then I must try it. My alchemy subject in the magical exam scored full marks; maybe I’m quite good at it."

"Don’t even think about it," Hobbs shook his head, "I asked around before I even entered the school. Right now, the Alchemy Club is completely controlled by the upperclassmen in the Student Union. It’s nearly impossible for a freshman to get into the Alchemy Club."

"How can that be..." Lucite’s eyes dimmed, but then he caught onto the other’s phrasing, and countered, "But you said ’nearly,’ so there must be exceptions, right?"

"Yeah, as far as I know, among the freshmen, there really are those who have managed to get in."

Hobbs opened a small notebook he carried with him, flipped through it, and said:

"If a freshman wants to join the Alchemy Club, there are only two ways: First, you find someone to pull strings for you. If you know someone in the Student Union, give them some benefits, and they might just shove you in."

Lucite was astonished:

"Holy flying crap, isn’t that just bureaucratic maneuvering..."

Hobbs spread his hands:

"Look at what you’re saying. A public university is part of the government institutions. If the Student Union doesn’t play by bureaucratic rules, what would they follow?"

"No, no, I want to be a righteous and upright person," Lucite declared with distaste.

"Who’s righteous and upright these days? An official who doesn’t seek wealth or profit is only hoping to leave a name in history, a person with no achievements who just wants to leave a ’clean and righteous’ reputation."

"Enough, enough, let me keep some illusions," Lucite shook his head, "What about the second way?"

"This second method is even harder."

Hobbs continued:

"The president of the Alchemy Club, known as ’Purple Pupil’ Rachel Jubos, regularly issues three personal invitation cards. As long as you have a card, you can officially join the Alchemy Club as an ’assistant to the president.’ The good thing is, the Alchemy Club recognizes the card, not the person, so whoever holds the card can join."

"That doesn’t sound too hard," Lucite brightened up, "I can try to find out information about the cards. Gathering them seems much more acceptable than directly pleasing the student bureaucrats."

"Do you think it’s simple, huh?"

Hobbs said pityingly:

"She’s a hardcore looks-driven lesbian. Only extremely bright and attractive beauties who also possess enough knowledge can get hold of the personal invitation cards."

Hobbs ruthlessly shattered his illusions:

"Let me paint a picture for you of just how difficult this is."

"Unless you can find a woman who overshadows all her peers in talent and beauty, one who’s virtuous, talented, and beautiful, to seduce Rachel, and then persuade her to give you this incredibly precious card, equivalent to a guaranteed position at the Alchemy Workshop, there’s no way it will happen!"

"Moreover, a woman who’s beautiful and clever doesn’t need a card to join the Alchemy Club easily, and she would disdain to lower herself to go seduce Rachel with you. What woman would do such a thing? Impossible!"

"You’ve seen it yourself, the competition in the first year is fierce, the pressure is high, even if you truly found such a willing woman and got the card, who would give up such a valuable slot? Therefore, fundamentally speaking, it’s impossible!"

Slap.

Li Aozi laid a purple card on the table and asked in confusion:

"Are you talking about this?"