A body nearly two meters long, amber eyes, and whiskers that trembled slightly with each breath.
Anyone who saw this creature for the first time, if they ignored the orange fur mixed with dark brown stripes, would assume it was a tiger.
"Meow!"
Noticing Jiang Chuan's gaze, the fierce beast, shaped like a tiger, let out a cry towards Jiang Chuan.
Ji Min, carrying a lunchbox, wearing a beige trench coat, and with an oval face, raised her hand and waved it in front of Jiang Chuan's eyes.
"You weren't hit on the head and messed up your brain, were you? How could you not even recognize the Director?"
"My brain wasn't messed up."
Jiang Chuan pinched his brow. The world had changed too much; for a moment, he couldn't accept it.
In his impression, the Director was just a chubby big orange cat.
But now he had become a big, fat orange tiger!
"Mom, I was attacked by a Blood Sea Divine Sect cultist. I don't think the hospital is very safe. I want to go back to school to recuperate. Can you help me with the discharge procedures?"
Jiang Chuan felt that his parents were ordinary people. Even if they knew he had become a Blood Sea Divine Sect sacrifice, they wouldn't be able to solve anything, only adding to their worry.
"These evil cults like the Blood Sea Divine Sect are getting more and more rampant."
Ji Min gritted her teeth and said, "When we get back, I'll tell your dad to send out more drones for reconnaissance during this time."
"Drones?" Jiang Chuan's face was full of surprise.
"How could you forget that your dad is the instructor of the City Lord's Mansion Aerial Drone Patrol Team? Maybe you should stay in the hospital for a few more days," Ji Min said worriedly.
Jiang Chuan also didn't expect that his own father, Jiang Huaian, had gone from being a driving school instructor to teaching how to fly drones in this world.
Recalling that one of the three major subjects at Nandu Immortal Gate First High School was "Practical Coordination of Hot Weapons and Cultivators," Jiang Chuan estimated that Cultivators' battles in this world would need to be coordinated with weapons like drones, howitzers, and tanks.
Jiang Chuan, who once again stated he was fine, then dragged his mother to handle the discharge procedures.
Due to the proliferation of various evil cults and demon Cultivators who killed without blinking, Nandu First Hospital repeatedly confirmed that Ji Min was indeed Jiang Chuan's mother before granting approval, but it still required the signature of the attending physician, Lai Qingfeng.
Since Lai Qingfeng had already gotten off work, Jiang Chuan ended up spending another night in fear and anxiety at Nandu First Hospital.
The next day, after eating the breakfast Ji Min brought and picking up his phone, Jiang Chuan found Lai Qingfeng to sign, finally completing the discharge procedures.
Immediately after, under the escort of the great Director, Jiang Chuan headed to Nandu Immortal Gate First High School.
Nandu Immortal Gate First High School was vastly different from the high school in Jiang Chuan's memory.
A two-meter high gray wall, like a long dragon, coiled around the high school's teaching buildings.
Barbed wire snaked down from the top of the wall, glinting with a cold light, appearing particularly dazzling under the sun.
Rather than calling Nandu Immortal Gate First High School a school, in Jiang Chuan's view, it was more like a heavily guarded fortress.
But this also slightly dispelled the worry about the Blood Sea Divine Sect in Jiang Chuan's heart.
After explaining to the soldiers stationed at the First High School, the soldiers confirmed Jiang Chuan's identity, and Jiang Chuan walked into the Immortal Gate First High School.
The interior of the Immortal Gate First High School wasn't significantly different from Jiang Chuan's impression.
Teaching buildings covered in orange-red tiles, a football field covered in grass, and dusty ping-pong tables.
The only difference was that Jiang Chuan saw a large number of artillery pieces.
Howitzers, cannons, mortars, and other artillery pieces of various calibers were casually piled up in various corners of the Immortal Gate First High School.
Jiang Chuan's eyelid twitched slightly: "These artillery pieces, enough to fight a local war, surely aren't just teaching aids?"
The more Jiang Chuan thought about it, the more he felt it was the case.
Before he transmigrated, many countries' armies of tens of thousands of people were only equipped with seventy to eighty howitzers and a dozen rocket launchers.
Normally, a howitzer requires six or seven people to operate, but Cultivators, through their Divine Sense, can control dozens or even hundreds of artillery pieces. One person can unleash the firepower of an army!
Just as he reached the entrance of Class 42 for first-year high school, Jiang Chuan saw Wei Dong, carrying an empty trash can, walking towards the classroom.
Wei Dong said in surprise, "Jiang Chuan, you're discharged already?"
"I achieved initial mastery of the Great Sun God Art, and then my injuries healed," Jiang Chuan explained.
"Since when did the Great Sun God Art have healing effects?"
Wei Dong looked utterly confused, then his face showed surprise: "What?! You said you achieved initial mastery of the Great Sun God Art?!"
"Is the Great Sun God Art hard to Cultivate?"
Jiang Chuan recalled the scene when he was cultivating: "I think it was very easy to achieve initial mastery."
Wei Dong was so jealous his back molars were almost ground to dust: "I haven't even sensed the extraordinary factors yet, and you're asking if it's hard to Cultivate?! You detestable talent dog!"
The two walked into the classroom from the back door. Wei Dong placed the trash can next to the door and sat down with Jiang Chuan in the last row.
Sitting at the red wooden desk by the window, Jiang Chuan always felt like something was missing.
He then realized that there were two stacks of books missing from his desk.
To relive his high school life, Jiang Chuan decided to buy two stacks of notebooks after class and put them on his desk.
Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!
"Dongzi, what's the first class?"
"Let me check the schedule. It's cultivation class, which covers common cultivation knowledge and shares experience on cultivating the Great Sun God Art. The teacher is our homeroom teacher."
"Homeroom teacher?"
In Jiang Chuan's mind, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut who carried a bottle of 'Happy Water' wherever he went appeared.
"I wonder if the homeroom teacher in this world has changed at all?"
Accompanied by a flurry of footsteps, under Jiang Chuan's gaze, a turtle, one meter fifty-six centimeters tall, entirely green, holding a bottle of 'Happy Water' in its claw, and walking upright like a human, walked into the classroom.
Jiang Chuan: ???
No, what's going on?
How did the homeroom teacher Wu Jing become King... a turtle?
No, my homeroom teacher is a turtle?
"Class begins."
Wu Jing walked to the podium and put down the 'Happy Water' in his hand.
"Stand up."
Jiang Chuan's body habitually stood up with the rest, and then the fifty students in the class said in unison, "Hello, Teacher."
"What's going on? Why is our homeroom teacher a Demon Beast?" Jiang Chuan asked Wei Dong in a low voice.
"Not a Demon Beast, our homeroom teacher is a Demon Immortal from the Cangwu Realm, which is friendly with humans. Due to the shortage of Cultivators in Great Xia, he was specially hired here to be a teacher and impart cultivation methods," Wei Dong replied softly.
"Last night, I asked everyone to go back and Cultivate the Great Sun God Art. Students who haven't sensed the extraordinary factors, please raise your hands so I can see."
As soon as Wu Jing finished speaking, the vast majority of students in the entire Class 45 for first-year high school raised their hands in unison.
Only four people were exceptions.
After briefly looking at the three people in the front row who hadn't raised their hands, Wu Jing's gaze fell on Jiang Chuan, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"This student named Jiang Chuan was in a car accident yesterday, yet his injuries are completely healed today, and he's sitting here. This recovery ability, and being able to sense the extraordinary factors... could he have some special Physique?"
While thinking, Wu Jing spoke: "Students, put your hands down. Do you know why you can't sense the extraordinary factors?"