“Mo Wang, is it really you?
When did you get so strong?” Kiana looked at Mo Wang, poking and prodding him, half-convinced he was some impostor in disguise.
“Hey, cut it out.
Who else but your captain could have such a handsome face?” Mo Wang shoved Kiana’s wandering hands away.
“Pfft!
Shameless.” Kiana shot him a glare, her eyes practically saying: Dude, when did you get this powerful?
“Alright, alright.
By my calculations, the immortal should be done on her end too.
Let’s grab Bronya and Mei and get out of here.”
“Leave the matter of this ship to the academy principal to worry about.”
As he spoke, Mo Wang hoisted Bronya onto his shoulder.
The pose made him look like some mountain bandit carrying off a bride-to-be.
“Huh?
The class monitor’s here too?
Where is she?” Kiana looked around in confusion but saw no trace of Fu Hua anywhere.
“BANG!”
Just then, the wall behind them was suddenly blasted through.
A battered, broken Titan Mecha came flying right to their feet.
At that moment, Fu Hua walked out of the hole with an easygoing expression.
“Looks like you two already handled things?
Good work.
I was just dealing with some trash over there—took a bit of time.
My apologies.”
Both of them stared at Fu Hua in utter bewilderment.
“Titan Mecha…
can they even be smashed apart like that?” Kiana examined the Titan that had landed beside her.
It now looked like a figure model that had been wrecked by some bratty kid during New Year—shattered beyond any hope of repair.
And this was the Titan Mecha that Valkyries called “Titan Daddy”!
The thing that could punch a Valkyrie into pieces with a single blow!
And their class monitor had just dismantled it with her bare hands?
Mo Wang, meanwhile, silently surveyed the pile of Titan Mecha wreckage behind Fu Hua.
He honestly hadn’t expected that in just a few minutes, the immortal had already torn through the entire squad of mechs.
What could he say?
The immortal truly lived up to her name—even with amnesia, she was still this ferocious.
Both of them silently resolved right then and there: never, ever make Fu Hua angry.
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After Mo Wang and Kiana brought the injured Mei and Bronya back to St.
Freya, things indeed became much easier.
For Mo Wang, although this incident had exposed a certain amount of his strength, at least because of it, everyone on the Hyperion—especially the Valkyries—now regarded him as their captain for the time being.
He no longer had to worry about being tossed out as cannon fodder at any random moment.
Just as some great figure had once said: only with strength can you earn others’ respect.
Only with strength do you get the chance to make choices.
[Slacker King of the Hyperion]: Finally finished the first chapter of the main story.
I’m exhausted.
Can’t believe the troublemaker went this hard right from chapter one.
[Teyvat Blondie]: You call that hard?
Be grateful you didn’t have to slay a dragon at the very start.
[Trash King of the Train]: Yeah, at least you’re better off than me—starting in a space station, running into the Legion of Destruction, barely winning after giving it everything, and then having to fight a dragon on top of that?
[Video Store Owner]: Hearing how tough everyone’s got it, I suddenly feel a lot better about myself.
Though after finishing the main story, the electricity bill is really killing me.
[Savior of Human Order]: Man, you’re all already progressing through the main story, and here I am still stuck in class.
[Teyvat Blondie]: What’s wrong?
Haven’t started your main story yet?
[Savior of Human Order]: Yeah.
Though even though I haven’t started, I’ve noticed our Professor Lev acting weirder and weirder lately.
Sometimes I even catch him muttering to himself in secret.
[Trash King of the Train]: Oh, looks like Chaldea’s about to blow up.
How about you just go kill Lev right now?
Strike first, take him out directly!
[Savior of Human Order]: Huh?
Me, fighting a Demonic God?
Are you serious?
Would I even win?
[Slacker King of the Hyperion]: You’ll win.
Mo Wang, I order you to take out Lev right now.
Hit him with the Personality Correction Punch.
[Teyvat Blondie]: Stop joking around.
Even if Lev hasn’t become a Demonic God yet, he’s still a prodigy who reached Fourth-Circle Magician by age twenty.
With our current strength, unless we detonate a Stellaron and go out in a blaze, we’d definitely lose.
[Savior of Human Order]: At the end of the day, it’s because we’re too weak.
When will I get a badass version of myself?
Preferably something like Devil May Cry or God of War—or hell, even Asura’s Wrath would do!
[Video Store Owner]: I think you’re dreaming.
This group’s been around this long and we’ve only got five people. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Who knows when a newcomer will even show up, and you’re already asking for a top-tier powerhouse?
Unless some broke author goes insane, there’s no way they’d hand you a maxed-out account for free.
[Teyvat Blondie]: Forget it, we’ll worry about that later.
But speaking of which, Slacker—after showing off your strength like that, are you sure things are fine on your end?
[Trash King of the Train]: Yeah, yeah.
Otto won’t show up tomorrow and drag you off as a lab rat, will he?
[Slacker King of the Hyperion]: Don’t say such scary things, alright?
Besides, with the academy principal around, she’d protect me even if the sky fell, right?
And if worst comes to worst, I’ll just run off and join the World Serpent!
I refuse to believe a living person can be choked to death by pee.
Knock knock knock!
Just as Mo Wang was happily chatting with his other selves in his dorm, a sudden knock came at his door.
“At this hour?
Who is it?” Mo Wang glanced at the time in confusion, then opened the door to find Theresa standing outside with a complicated expression on her face.
“Oh, if it isn’t our dear academy principal?
What brings you to visit this slacker of yours?
Fair warning—if you’re looking for your manga, go ask Kiana.
I didn’t steal it.” Mo Wang said with a look of feigned surprise.
“Huh?
Did Kiana take my manga again?
No, no, no!
That’s not why I’m here.” Theresa let out a long sigh, nearly getting derailed into some completely different topic by this guy.
“Then why?
It can’t be that the principal wants to go on a date with me, right?
Fair warning—even though you’re an adult and technically my type, the age gap between us is pretty significant.
You’re even older than my mom.”
“Idiot!” Theresa’s face flushed red as she whacked Mo Wang on the head.
“Stop with the jokes.
It’s my grandfather—he’s here, and he says he wants to see you.
Figure it out yourself.” Theresa turned her head and said to Mo Wang.
“Huh?”
Mo Wang stared blankly at Theresa.
Wait—it wasn’t even the next day yet, and the Overseer had already come straight for him?
He wasn’t actually going to be dragged off as a lab rat, was he?
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