The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 979 - 978: The Lucky Class Treated Specially

Chapter 979: Chapter 978: The Lucky Class Treated Specially

The instructor, Jiu Ping, arrived at the Applied Physics class.

The entire Applied Physics department had three classes, each with thirty students, all now mixed together for military training.

Standing before a group of students who could barely lift a finger, Jiu Ping showed none of the respect he’d just displayed toward Mo Fan. His expression was cold as he pulled out the name list.

"I will now call roll."

"Jian Ze!"

"Here!"

"Wang Shiwei!"

"Here!"

"..."

Jiu Ping read through a long list of names and, by the end, realized that among the 90 students he was in charge of, only 20 were girls.

This gender imbalance didn’t bother Jiu Ping—in fact, he found it quite agreeable.

Recalling the instructions given to him by the old Sect Master and Mo Fan, he waved his hand. "Go put your luggage away first. Gather back here in thirty minutes."

"Thirty minutes?" The students exchanged looks.

Even if they had never eaten pork, they had at least seen pigs run before. Their seniors had already brainwashed them: the ten-day military training was enough to drain anyone to the brink of death. Especially in Chixia Sect—this place was said to be hell within hell.

Being given thirty minutes to unpack and rest sounded like an impossible luxury!

"Didn’t catch that?" Jiu Ping’s face remained stern.

"Got it, got it!"

The students immediately dispersed lazily, heading in the directions indicated by the coordinator to find their respective dormitories.

Chixia Sect was vast, with plenty of buildings and no shortage of dormitories. Everything had already been assigned according to class earlier, so the students didn’t have to worry.

The group chattered as they walked along.

"This isn’t quite what I imagined military training would be like..."

"Yeah, who said Chixia Sect was supposed to be super strict? Isn’t this way too laid-back?"

"Let’s wait and see. I really can’t believe they’d be this kind..."

——

On the way, Sui Yuan walked leisurely with her classmates.

Her roommate and fellow classmate, Peng Fei, noticed her low spirits and asked, "Sui Yuan, what’s wrong?"

Sui Yuan concealed her heavy emotions, glanced casually toward the main building, and shook her head.

"It’s nothing. Just the sun."

Peng Fei, being carefree by nature, took her at her word. While passing by a flowerbed, she caught sight of some big red flowers blooming particularly brightly and vividly.

A whole stretch of them, lush and flaming red.

But they were fenced off with iron wire.

Curious, Peng Fei reached out, intending to grab one of the flowers for a selfie.

Catching her intentions out of the corner of her eye, Sui Yuan immediately dashed forward and pulled her aside.

Peng Fei’s hand had come within just a centimeter of the red flower.

"It’s poisonous. Don’t touch it."

Peng Fei shrank back in terror, clutching her hands protectively. "Sui Yuan, what kind of flower is it? How did you know?"

That was scary!

Sui Yuan froze for a moment. How did she know?

Because...

She had lived here before!

Though it had been a short time, she’d endured her fair share of suffering.

These flowers looked beautiful but could cause skin allergies—severe cases could even lead to shock...

Sui Yuan pressed her lips together and quietly explained, "There’s a big sign over there."

"Oh." Peng Fei believed her but, upon looking up, realized the sign was clearly ahead of them—there was no way Sui Yuan could have seen it just now.

——

The morning military training session was relatively easy.

Warm-ups and standing at attention—just simple tasks.

Plus, the students discovered that Jiu Ping was very considerate. He actively guided them to stand in the shade of large trees. When the shade shifted, Jiu Ping had them follow. He was practically the model instructor.

For a moment, Jiu Ping’s reputation among the students shot straight up.

But...

During a water break, Wang Shiwei deliberately approached Lu Mian to complain, "Mianmian, have you noticed that us girls are always standing in the sun?"

They were organized into separate male and female squads.

The shade wasn’t big enough for everyone, and someone had to stand in the sun. In their class, none of the girls were exempt.

"Do you think the instructor is deliberately picking on us girls..."

Lu Mian took a sip of water. She didn’t feel much about it herself, being fairly accustomed to such training, and responded with a simple "oh."

Shu Shu, on the other hand, was short and stood at the very front of the line, getting the most sun exposure—and suffering the most.

Her face was sunburned to a vivid red, and she drank large gulps of water before stopping.

Following Wang Shiwei’s comments, the petite Shu Shu, with her pretty, large eyes, smiled and offered a hopeful perspective. "Maybe they’ll switch us around this afternoon!"

——

When the morning session ended, they gathered in the cafeteria.

Many freshmen were chatting with one another.

"I think our instructor is really nice and lenient. I moved several times while standing at attention, and he saw me but didn’t say anything," one boy said proudly.

"Your unit is way too relaxed! I admit this year’s instructors are handling things well, but it can’t possibly be as easy as you’re saying."

The boy insisted fervently, "It’s true! Cross my heart!"

"Then you must be in the Physics department! I heard that this year, the instructors assigned to the Physics department are especially chill!"

"So jealous! Why didn’t I study Physics?"

In a corner of the cafeteria—

A freshman from the Elite Class was feeling utterly unbalanced, deeply exasperated.

Compared to the other classes, their Elite Class training was exceptionally strict!

Not only did they get less rest time than the Physics department, but their standing-at-attention and other requirements were also significantly tougher.

Overall, it just seemed unfair.

"Yutian, this morning must’ve been exhausting for you. Have a cold drink."

Sitting at the dining table, Lu Yutian was being showered with attention by a group of boys. Bottles of cold drinks were piling up on her table.

She was now the focal point of concern for all the boys in the Elite Class.

Without that mysterious student who had yet to appear, she was indisputably the center of attention, enjoying harmonious interactions with the 28 boys in her class.

But she wasn’t in a good mood and could only manage a forced smile.

"I’m okay."

She had overheard the discussions and, naturally, felt unsettled. She was already considering asking her family to arrange something so that either the Elite Class—or at least she herself—could have an easier training experience.

One of the boys sighed, "I just don’t understand why the instructor seems to have it out for the Elite Class. Why be so strict with us? It’s one thing for us guys, but how is a girl supposed to handle this..."

In reality, it wasn’t that the Elite Class was being targeted—rather, the Physics department was so lax that it made everyone else’s training feel harsh.

Lu Yutian discreetly pulled out her phone and texted Xiaoyang.

[Xiaoyang, let Grandpa talk to the Chixia Sect for us. We’re doing military training here this year.] After hitting send, she smiled slightly and began to eat her meal.

She wasn’t the type to show off prematurely. Some things were better kept quiet until they were achieved.

At that point, her classmates would only be more grateful to her.

Just as she had taken a couple of bites, she glanced up and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure in the distance.

Lu Yutian stared for a while, almost dazed.

Lu Mian?

Why was she here?

"Are there students from other schools doing military training at Chixia Sect this year?" Lu Yutian asked the boy across from her, not quite believing what she was seeing.

The boy shook his head. "Only Qing University."

"..." Lu Yutian put down her chopsticks, clearly incredulous.

She had never heard of Lu Mian attending Qing University. According to Z Country’s traditions, if anyone in a family made it into Qing University, it would be something they’d broadcast to the whole world.

But Lu Mian...

Just then, Xiaoyang replied to her text message.

[Got it, Missy!]

And followed up with another message: [Missy, Lu Mian also got into Qing University! She had 40 bonus points added to her score, making it a total of 789!]