What Jiang Wangyue didn’t expect was that the Central Military Academy replied almost instantly, so fast she suspected it was an auto-reply. The email was very short: the Academy stated that her enrollment had been kept on file all along, and if she wished to attend, she should bring the original acceptance email and her student ID and report to the school at the start of the new semester.
At the same moment she received it, someone came rushing into the principal’s office at the Central Military Academy. “Principal! There’s news on that account you had us watch, it triggered the auto-reply.”
The white-haired old man looked up at once. “Confirmed?”
“Yes, confirmed.”
The old man’s expression turned complicated. A year ago, he might have been overjoyed to see that child show up at the school. But now, did she really still have the heart, and the ability, to study? After all, the things she’d done, even he had heard about.
The staffer clutched his hands, watching the principal nervously, praying silently. The principal had better not do something rash and refuse a female’s enrollment, if she took it to the Protection Center and brought down an inquiry from above, not even they could withstand it.
Fortunately the principal only sighed and waved him off. Since she wanted to come, then he’d give her another chance. He hoped she wouldn’t disappoint him.
Jiang Wangyue let out a loud sneeze. She rubbed her nose. Who was gossiping about her behind her back?
Tucking the student ID back into the pocket of that black uniform, she’d already decided. She had to go. She didn’t have the cheat-system or golden finger [1] “golden finger”, the built-in cheat ability a transmigrator or web-novel protagonist conveniently comes with jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_2723726_1_1').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_2723726_1_1', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], }); that her fellow transmigrators got, learning to use mental power all alone at home simply wasn’t realistic. Besides, wasn’t there some second awakening? In the original host’s memories, she hadn’t crossed that threshold yet. What if she suddenly, in a second awakening, cleared her Ren and Du meridians [2] a martial-arts-novel image: unblocking the body’s two master meridians, i.e. a breakthrough that abruptly unlocks one’s full potential jQuery('#footnote_plugin_tooltip_2723726_1_2').tooltip({ tip: '#footnote_plugin_tooltip_text_2723726_1_2', tipClass: 'footnote_tooltip', effect: 'fade', predelay: 0, fadeInSpeed: 200, delay: 400, fadeOutSpeed: 200, position: 'top center', relative: true, offset: [-7, 0], }); and rose up in force?
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About her decision to study at the Central Military Academy, after turning it over and over, she resolved to just tell her beast husbands directly. She found the five of them in her contacts and pulled them straight into a group chat.
Group name: One Big Happy Family.
【Knock knock, anyone there? Come home tonight for a family meeting. No absences allowed.】
Lan Xue, Ji Li, and Su Hui, all in the house: ?
Yun Miao, who’d just had a huge fight with his father: ??
Feng Yan, who’d just met with a business partner: ???
Forget the family meeting, what in the world was “One Big Happy Family”?!
When she sent it, Jiang Wangyue honestly hadn’t thought they’d actually come back, she’d even prepared to just post the minutes in the group after holding the meeting solo. But when night fell and she came downstairs following the smell of cooking, she blinked at the sight of Yun Miao and Feng Yan, each having claimed a corner to sit in.
Oh ho. Not only had they all come back, they’d even been in the mood to cook.
“Eat first. I’ve got something to tell you after.”
Maybe it was the first time they’d seen her this serious, the few of them looked at one another and, each with their own thoughts, silently stood. Only, scanning the dishes on the table, Jiang Wangyue hesitated before sitting in the chair Lan Xue pulled out. Blue mushrooms and the like, eat those and you’d start seeing little fairy-folk, right? That red meat, was it really cooked through?
She picked up her chopsticks and dithered a long while, not daring to start. Maybe she should just go drink nutrient fluid? The peach-flavored one this morning was a bit weird, but at least she didn’t have to worry about poisoning, right? It wasn’t that she suspected they wanted her dead. Absolutely not.
Her expression shifted too obviously, and the five beast husbands were all sharp operators, naturally they knew what she was thinking. Feng Yan let out a sneering laugh, baring his fangs. “Is the Female master afraid we’ll poison you?”
She looked at him calmly. “I didn’t, I’m not, don’t wrong me.” She’d just momentarily forgotten the iron law that if the Female master dies, the beastmen die. She picked up a piece of blue mushroom and put it in her mouth, and was a little surprised, it was even more tender and smooth than the mushrooms she’d eaten on Earth. Giving Feng Yan no further chance to mock her, she buried her head and ate.
The scraps and dishes after the meal would be handled by the housework robots, Jiang Wangyue opened her smart terminal and kicked off the family’s first full meeting. After years of chairing group meetings at school, a little family meeting was something she had completely in the bag.
“The topic of this family meeting is the various preparations for the Female master’s enrollment at the Central Military Academy.”
The instant the words left her mouth, the five beast husbands’ expressions all shifted. Feng Yan reacted first, tilting his head back, eyes full of disdain. “You? You want to test into the Central Military Academy?”
She smiled faintly. “Just to remind you, I’m not testing in. I’ve already got the acceptance.” She knew that to truly enter you still had to pass an entrance exam, only those who passed could become formal cadets. But that was for male beastmen. As a female, she didn’t need to take it.
Feng Yan watched her with narrowed eyes. “When did you get it?”
“That’s none of your concern. I’m informing you right now, not asking your opinion.” In her past life Jiang Wangyue had never liked people who raised too many objections in meetings, so a touch of firmness crept into her tone without her meaning it to. She figured Feng Yan would snipe at her a few more times, but instead he shut his mouth.
Weird snake.
She withdrew her gaze and turned to the other four. “And you? Any thoughts? Our family meetings are very democratic.”
The sniped-down Feng Yan: heh.
Lan Xue’s eyes curved, and he said naturally, “I’ve no objection.”
Ji Li nodded, none either.
And Su Hui, sprawled there grandly, voiced a question: “What major did you pick?”
The moment that came out, even Yun Miao, who hadn’t wanted to look at her at all, couldn’t help glancing over. Under their gaze, Jiang Wangyue lifted her eyes and said, unhurried, “Near-Orbit Medicine.”
As the Central Military Academy’s ace program, Near-Orbit Medicine focused on mental-power research and treatment counseling. She didn’t know the original host’s original reason for choosing it, but as the one who’d lucked into the spot, and since it tied right into her own major on Earth, there was no need to bother switching.
Feng Yan reflexively wanted to mock her, but something occurred to him and the words went unsaid, he only gave a cold huff. Jiang Wangyue ignored him. Huff away, even a snake turning into a pig wasn’t out of the question.
“Since no one has any objections, then—”
“I have an objection.”
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