Seraphina agreed to attend 2nd Grade and listen to the elective course taught by William, which didn’t really affect her since the teachers couldn’t control her anyway.
It was quite unusual for 2nd Grade students to attend William’s class.
Finally, William’s class grew to four students.
When Seraphina entered the classroom, she immediately noticed Emma.
She had previously accessed Sofia’s memories and knew that Emma’s current style could be described as “goth.”
Before the global anomaly, the goth style was already unpopular, considered a tacky attempt to stand out.
Even more so now.
“This little sister is really cute, come, let big sister pinch your cheeks.” Upon seeing Seraphina, Emma’s eyes lit up, wanting to pinch the cheeks of the adorable little girl in front of her.
It must be said, a sweet little girl like her would likely be loved wherever she went.
Seraphina cracked a smile, and suddenly Emma couldn’t move, while Seraphina started pinching her face all over.
“What are you doing? Don’t mess up my makeup!!” Emma instantly felt something was off. Was this child a bit too creepy?
Why couldn’t she move at all?
Meanwhile, William stood at the podium, watching the two girls frolic, his expression turning sour.
There should be discipline during class, what kind of behavior was this?
Seraphina was sensible enough to know not to go too far. After a brief moment of mischief, she sat down properly.
Emma’s makeup, however, was ruined beyond recognition.
William was now more eager to observe the growth of the young people, as their development could essentially shape the future of the world.
“Pay attention to the lesson,” William said coldly, preparing to continue his lecture.
Just then, a man wearing glasses entered through the door, knocked, and looked at William expressionlessly.
William met his gaze and remained silent.
The look on his face clearly indicated he was here to stir up trouble.
If there was something to be said, he would naturally say it, and William couldn’t be bothered to ask.
“You’re Mr. Johnson, right?” The man with glasses glanced around the classroom and said, “Do you think you deserve to teach in a classroom like this?”
“Hmm?” William roughly understood that some people felt he was hogging educational resources.
In this era of scarce resources and tight space, William having only four students yet occupying such a large classroom was bound to cause dissatisfaction.
“What’s this Beast Taming Class? Is it even useful?” the man with glasses coldly said. “I heard you have some connections with Vice Principal Garen, but this is a place for teaching and nurturing. Is it really appropriate for one person to occupy such a large classroom?”
William responded, “When I’m not teaching, you all can use this classroom.”
Clearly, this classroom wasn’t empty before William’s arrival, which must have worsened the teaching environment for some other teachers.
In Garen’s view, however, William teaching, no matter how many resources he used, was not excessive. What was one classroom in the grand scheme of things?
And how could anyone else be allowed to use Mr. Johnson’s classroom?
That was the minimum respect due to William.
The man with glasses paused slightly upon hearing William’s words and said, “What I mean is, you could switch to a smaller classroom.”
“That’s fine, you arrange it.” William was often easy-going and was not the type to quibble. He didn’t even bother to ask what the man’s role was.
He could see many conflicts at a glance and felt there was no need to argue with people in such situations.
William simply stopped teaching and began to pack up his materials from the lectern, ready to switch classrooms.
The guy did have a point, after all. With just a few students, it seemed it didn’t really matter where the class was held.
The man with glasses was stunned again,he hadn’t expected William to be so agreeable. However, after hesitating for a moment, he frowned and said, “It seems there isn’t a suitable smaller classroom available right now. Maybe you shouldn’t teach at all, since your class isn’t of much use anyway!”
“Pushing your luck?” William stopped what he was doing and showed a warm smile, saying to the man with glasses, “You can leave now. No one else is going to use this classroom.”
The man’s face turned red with anger. William was right,he was indeed pushing his luck.
After William had easily agreed to his conditions, he thought William was a pushover.
Was he just someone who got into the school through his disgusting connection with Garen, and did he really need to give him any respect?
He hadn’t expected William to take such a firm stance in the end.
“What use is there in what you teach?” The man with glasses took a step forward, displaying the prowess of a mid-level Soulmancer.
“Get out!” William said coolly, and the man with glasses was sent flying out of the classroom door, crashing heavily onto the corridor balcony.
“You!!” The man with glasses wanted to rush back in and confront William, but as soon as he stepped through the classroom door, he found himself entering a dark realm.
From Seraphina and the others’ perspective, the man with glasses just stood at the doorway like a wooden statue.
“Class, let’s continue,” William said, not intending to kill the man with glasses. In his code of conduct, killing was just a boring affair.
Especially killing someone like the man with glasses…
It was like an adult feeling bored while squashing ants on the ground.
Emma and Jasper stared dumbfoundedly at William.
Jasper was somewhat okay with it,in his view, if Mr. Johnson could write those documents about mutated creatures and plants, then Mr. Johnson must be akin to a Yoda-like figure from “Star Wars.”
And Emma became even more infatuated with William.
So Mr. Johnson was this powerful!
Silas was pulled aside by Seraphina to sit down, and he too realized how formidable Mr. Johnson was. Could he also become as powerful as Mr. Johnson one day?
“That’s all for today’s lesson. Tomorrow, I will distribute a book to each of you about mutated creatures and plants,” William said as he prepared to go back and further compile those documents about mutated creatures.
It was just the end of class, and students and teachers from nearby classes came out only to see the man with glasses standing foolishly at the door of William’s classroom.
“Mr. Underwood, what are you doing standing here?”
The man with glasses: “…”
After William walked out, Mr. Underwood returned to normal, albeit somewhat dazed and panicked. He watched William’s retreating figure and swallowed hard. This man was no ordinary person!
“Mr. Underwood, what did that William say?”
Another teacher approached Mr. Underwood and whispered.
Asking William to vacate the classroom wasn’t just Mr. Underwood’s idea alone.
“Go ask him yourself,” Mr. Underwood stood there, still shaken, and heaved a deep sigh, saying, “This William is no ordinary man.”
“Huh, how extraordinary can he be? Let me meet him!”
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