Chapter 137: This Girl Is Scary!


    (Zrudread University- Saint Theodore Building)


    (ssroom 1A)


    “Good day new students and wee to your first day of university,” came a cheerful voice from the front of the ss.


    ssroom 1A was the ce where the freshman elite ss students would have a brief morning home room period before leaving for their various lecture locations.


    Professor Gracie Robinson was the teacher assigned to the ss and she was overflowing with excitement and charm.


    Gracie was a kind looking elderly Mendolesa warrior, but the only signs of her age were small patches of white fur scattered around her once brown coat.


    She was shorter than the average Mendolesa at around five feet in height and hobbled around with a wooden cane.


    Sophie had taken quite the liking to her new teacher who reminded her of a friendly neighbourhood grandma.


    The ssroom itself was veryfortable with chairs made out of memory foam that adjusted their shape to match the image of the students sitting down on them.


    The room could hold up to one hundred students but only thirty students were ced in the elite ss, so the desks were spaced out nicely.


    Sophie had even spotted a few familiar faces from the training camp who recognised her as well.


    Ethan had smiled and waved at her with a cheeky grin while his desk mate Terrance gave her a short nod.


    Celestia and the hybrid boy from her poison cultivator sessions were both in the ss as well but neither had approached Sophie to talk just yet.


    “Elite students are entitled to two grade S gic serums every month, five cultivation techniques and unlimited usage of the battle arenas,” Professor Gracie continued as she listed out various benefits.


    “How generous,” Cleo gave out a small whistle in admiration.


    Grade S gic serums could boost the cellr activity of the body which would enhance the speed of cultivation.


    There was even a small chance that beneficial mutations could ur, and certain lucky individuals had gained strange new racial talents.


    “Well we are the elite ss after all,” Qiana muttered half-heartedly as shey on the desk while trying to catch some sleep.


    Astrid was not present at the moment as her magic teacher Archmage Hollystorm had whisked her away to learn some more spell craft.


    Honestly, Astrid’s position in the university was a bit strange…


    She did not need to attend any sses and would automatically be ced in the elite ss if her skills met the requirements set by the principal.


    Archmage Hollystorm was to be her exclusive teacher but Astrid had told her friends that he also acted somewhat like a father figure.


    Sophie would be lying if she said that a tiny part of her wasn’t a bit jealous of the special treatment that Astrid got for being so talented in magic, but a bigger part of her was simply happy for her friend.


    “However!” Professor Gracie banged her cane against the floor to get the attention of the ss.


    “I need to remind you students not to ck off or take things easy now that you have arrived at the elite ss.”


    “The workload in university is going to be a step above the material taught in high school. Please use the free resources provided by the school and manage your time carefully.”


    “Also keep in mind that thousands of students are fighting for a spot in the elite ss and one slip up can see you transferred out almost immediately.”


    Professor Gracie was not exaggerating. The goal of the regr ss students was to move up to the elite ss.


    The only problem was that ces in the elite ss were capped at thirty, so the higher ups created a situation where the demand far outstripped the supply.


    Elite ss students were under great pressure to maintain their position at the top.


    First year and second year in particr were the two years that saw the greatest number of changes in the members of the elite ss students.


    By third and fourth year, a sizable gap would have emerged between the regr and elite ss students so it was highly unlikely that any transfers would ur.


    Professor Gracie smiled in approval as she saw the now serious looks on the faces of her students as they digested the new information.


    “Anyways that’s enough of all that doom and gloom! Why don’t we start off the new semester with some introductions?”


    “Starting from the front of the ss. First, I want you to stand up and then say your name and finish off with some fun facts about yourself,” Professor Gracie pointed at Qiana to begin.


    Sophie was going to head to the middle of the ssroom when the girls entered the room, but Cleo insisted that they sit at the front since it was the first day of ss.


    In fact, the three girls were the only ones sitting at the front row as most students were spoiled for choice with all the empty desksying around.


    Professor Gracie continued to point at Qiana who was now regretting listening to that stupid princess.


    “Oh god I fucking hate stuff like this,” Qiana muttered as she stood up with a weary sigh.


    Qiana was not the biggest fan of icebreakers as she always felt that they were nothing more than a waste of time.


    She was already in a bad mood since Astrid was not with her, so she decided to just say something quickly and sit back down.


    “My name is Qiana Abazin,” she spoke in a monotone voice.


    “I enjoy reading.”


    Qiana paused her speech for a moment before ending it on a short note,


    “Thanks.”


    Sophie and Cleo apuded softly when she sat back down, and the rest of the ss soon followed suit.


    Although some were wondering about the girl who only spoke in brief sentences.


    Oddly enough, even though their ssmate had just stood up and spoken….


    no one could remember what her facial features looked like.


    In fact, no one could even remember what she sounded like.


    The only one who seemed immune other than Sophie and Cleo was Professor Gracie who thanked Qiana for speaking first and then pointed at Sophie.


    “Alright you can do this,” Sophie clenched her fists and whispered to herself.


    It was time to leave a good impression!


    The most important part of any decent impression was the projection of an image.


    Sophie wanted herself to seem like a warm, friendly, and open person in the eyes of the other students.


    Sophie closed her eyes for a moment and briefly ran over her improvised n to project a warm and kind image before standing up with confidence.


    “Good day, my name is Sophie Peterlor……


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    (Nameless ssmate’s POV)


    The girl who stood up in front of the ss instantly stole the attentions of everyone in the room.


    It was not due to the fact that her face was drop dead gorgeous or that she had the body of a seductive goddess or even that she spoke in a clear voice.


    Shemanded respect due to her intimidating aura.


    Her seven-foot-tall stature, fierce golden eyes and four razor sharp spider appendages projected the image of a warrior or killer.


    I wouldter learn that her name was Sophie Peterlor but at the time I was distracted by the strange scenting from her body.


    Mendolesa warriors have powerful olfactory senses that can detect certain characteristics about individuals and that hybrid girl smelled….


    Dangerous.