What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 171-170- The first lesson of school

Everywhere you look is a dark basalt-like terrain with no human sculptures, like a deep rift valley with flowing magma everywhere.

Streams of water flowed down from the dark sky, forming lakes of lava.

The strange thing is that there are no traces of the undead here, and it is eerily quiet.

Duomi stayed in place, not daring to move.

His eyes reflected a haggard and rickety figure, wearing a broken black cloak and holding an ordinary wooden crutch. He seemed to have presbyopia, his eyeballs were cloudy, and his gray and lusterless hair hung down from his scalp.

The old man looked like a beggar on the roadside, but in Duomi's view, almost all the clues of the underworld were gathered on him.

It can be said that everything in Hades belongs to him, and he is Hades.

And it’s not without reason that Domi came here.

Like the old man, a ray of connection with Hades started from his own heart and merged into this space.

He wouldn't believe it if it wasn't forcibly removed from the old man's body.

I saw the old man's hand on crutches raised a finger, pointing straight at him, and then, a crow with eyes as red as blood sang a funeral song and flew from nowhere, landing accurately on on his shoulders.

Although it was just a crow, it gave Domi a heavy feeling of fate, as if someone had strangled his neck.

Then, a strong pulling feeling from this world pulled him back to his own world.

He lay directly on the ground, gasping for breath from having to breathe out, and sweating all over his body.

His eyes opened suddenly, only to find that there was a circle of people around him, looking at him with their heads raised.

One of them explained: "Classmate, you suddenly fell on the ground just now, and the doctor was just called for you..."

"I'm fine. Let's go ahead and tell the doctor later."

Back in his dormitory, Duomi sat on the chair as if relieved, still replaying the scene that just happened in his mind.

Slowly placing his hand on his heart, the weight from his shoulders continued to sink until it was connected to his heart, as if his life was being claimed.

[The curse was discovered, coming from the 'Lord of Hades'. Effect: Death on the spot. According to the countdown to the onset of the curse: 9 years, 364 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes and 59 seconds. 】

Duomi felt bad after reading this news. Even if he drew a card, he would be targeted by the boss of the underworld. He even dragged himself into the underworld with great effort and was cursed to death?
"The system cheated me!"

[The power of Hades is fixed and unchanged. If you choose to draw the 'Lingfeng Stepping on the Underworld', it means that you have to take away part of the power from the Lord of Hades. 】

"Is there any way to remove the curse? It's not worth exchanging a chance of resurrection for a curse that can be applied again at any time."

【Kill the Lord of Hades. 】

"you help me?"

【…】

Then Domi realized that the system could only answer some of his questions, not the chat machine.

But killing the Lord of Hades is too nonsense, right?
Who knows how many years the old man has lived, and his strength is unfathomable. Just the lock on his breath makes him unable to even move.

If he hadn't been able to take action directly, he would have probably burped long ago.

It takes ten years to grow up to the point where I can confront people like this... Haha, I can only say that there is a long way to go.

But it is not impossible. As long as there is a system, everything is possible.

"You can't touch too many fish while you're in school..."

Two days later, there was a lot of new blood on the streets of the college.

Most of the old students have returned to school from their hometowns, and the three-day entrance examination has ended. This time, more than 150 students studying magic or combat have been recruited, as well as more than 500 new students in various fields.

The dormitory building that was empty on the first day was now full of people. When it was time to get up, the whole building seemed to come alive.

The college is not like a monastery because it has a variety of facilities, so there are no disturbing bells. All the bells are brought by the students.

On the first day of school, no one wants to be late.

"It's time to go to class! It's time to go to class! Books...oh! And keys!"

Nats, who lived next door to Domi, hurriedly stuffed the books he was going to use today into a rough-made shoulder bag, put on brand new leather shoes and rushed out the door, with a tie that he couldn't tie fluttering behind him. Very cool for people who are about to be late.

Just when he came to the corridor and was about to charge towards the entrance of the corridor, the door on the side suddenly opened.

He looked inside with curiosity, wondering who was braver than him. He had just gone out at this time.

Then I saw Domi, who was still wearing pajamas and brushing his teeth leisurely.

He froze on the spot and said in surprise: "You are not that..."

At this moment, Nats once again recalled the fear of being dominated by Domi. At that time, this man punched a kid and hit him with a slam!

"What's wrong, you know me?"

At this time, the fear of being late was temporarily a higher priority than Duomi. He quickly shook his head and said:

"I don't know you, but you're almost late for class, aren't you in a hurry?!"

"There's no rush, I..."

"Although I sympathize with you, I must take the first step!"

Before Domi could finish speaking, Natz, who couldn't wait any longer, had already run away, his figure disappearing in an instant.

"It can be teleported..."

Being able to teleport directly from the dormitory to the classroom was Duomi's strongest wish when he was in school in his previous life, especially when he was eight in the morning and carrying takeaways back to the dormitory. Now that he has the conditions, he naturally has to use it.

So he put a teleportation anchor in the classroom yesterday and just teleported there after washing up. He could even bring an extra unlucky guy who was about to be late.

It's a pity that the unlucky guy didn't hear what he had to say.

The first class today is the class meeting of Class A, which is used to get to know each other and introduce some rules and regulations in the college.

Most people are already in the classroom.

Edward, Argyle and Ai Wei were sitting together, discussing where to eat for lunch.

Schnell, the son of the Beast Prime Minister, was surrounded by a circle of people, like the center of the entire class, chatting happily.

Nancy sat in her seat and looked at the corridor at the entrance of the classroom, her eyes wide open.

The head teacher, who was wearing a green seaweed haircut, was lying on the desk catching up on his sleep.

At this moment, rapid footsteps and heavy breathing suddenly came from the corridor. Natz entered the classroom at the last minute and sat down in a seat next to Nancy.

"Isn't this too rushed? You were almost late."

Nats wiped the sweat from his forehead and calmed down for a while before saying, "I don't want to either, but the bed here is so comfortable to sleep on."

Nancy tilted her head: "The bed is too comfortable?"

"On the way to Kallia, I slept on the ground. If there were wild animals, I would sleep in a tree. Once I encountered a real bed, it was really difficult to get off."

"..."

Nancy was speechless. Natz had really worked hard on his journey through hardships.

"Where is that person? Isn't he here yet?"

"Who?"

"It seems that he is my neighbor, who lives next door. He didn't even change his clothes when I went out, and he was even brushing his teeth. Is it because he has any privileges that allow him to ignore being late?"

Both of them thought of Domi at the same time.

Nancy shook her head: "There is no privileged class in Kallia Academy. Everyone is an ordinary student. Even the prince will be punished if he is late."

The natives of Kallia usually do not refer to the college as the Imperial College, which seems to have become a common mantra.

"Then he is so courageous..." As if he had a biological clock, Stewart struggled and roared (yawned) to get up, barely stood up in a staggered manner, and looked around:

"Is everyone here? Those who didn't come should consciously go and stand outside. We are now starting the first class meeting."

However, just as Stewart finished speaking, a white light suddenly flashed in the open space behind the classroom, and a teleportation circle appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Duomi's figure slowly walked out, and calmly came to sit down in the seat reserved for him by Argyle in advance under the eyes of the whole class.

Especially Nats and Nancy, their jaws were almost dropped. They worked so hard to get up early, drive the carriage, fly over, or run over. What was their purpose?Obviously a teleportation array will be enough.

Stewart raised his eyebrows and pointed at Domi:
"Dominique Blofield, you're late. Go and stand at the door."

With this name and Edward and Argyle sitting around him, everyone knew his identity and couldn't help but sigh.

All three sons of the family entered Class A with a proud attitude, and Dominic got perfect marks, even though he was from the knight examination room.

But his reputation as 'One Punch Man' has already spread among the freshmen, and he has a considerable deterrent effect on those who step on the threshold and come in.

"The teacher is wrong. According to my calculations, I arrived at the classroom at the last second, so it is not considered late. If you don't believe it, I can use time retrieval magic and add my pocket watch to demonstrate it for you on the spot."

Stewart was too lazy to argue with him about the one-minute time difference. He quickly asked him to sit down and cleared his throat:
"We're all here now. Let's officially start the class meeting. You can call me Teacher Stewart, your class teacher. I usually teach you general classes."

"The so-called general regular classes teach everything. It all depends on what the class teacher wants to teach."

"Uh……"

"Then there's classroom discipline..."

While Stewart was talking about useless content wherever he thought, the four of them started making small moves.

Edward and Ai Wei were shorter and sat in front, with Argyle and Duomi right behind them.

At this time, Edward turned his head from the front row and handed Domi a note that read - Teleportation magic, please.

Obviously, Edward is also eyeing the benefits of teleportation magic. He can go directly to the classroom from the bed, which is so happy!

Before Domi could finish writing the note, Stewart on the stage suddenly looked at him:
"By the way, the academy does not allow teleportation magic to be used in the classroom. This is the first time. I won't do it next time."

His words cut off Edward's thoughts as well as Domi's, and Edward was ashen on the spot.

After looking away, he spoke again:

"Then everyone will prick up their ears, it's time to say something important."

I saw him take out his teacher's ID card, which was a small card like their student ID card.

"Take my teacher's certificate as an example. If you want to buy anything in the college, daily necessities, food, or luxury goods, you can swipe this small card on a specific instrument. I believe some students have already used this function in advance. "

"But the things in the academy are not given to you for free. Every item has a clearly marked price and is paid with so-called 'grade points'."

"There are many ways to obtain grade points in the college, such as starting funds obtained by completing the entrance exam, completing various commissions issued by classmates, and participating in some activities issued by the college. You can also obtain grade points, and you can also receive ranking rewards in the final exam. etc."

"However, the biggest one is undoubtedly the 'class ranking'."

At this point, Stewart, who was originally dead-eyed, suddenly became serious, making the students in the audience also become inexplicably serious.

"Class A gets 4000 points a month, Class B gets 2500, Class C gets 1500, Class D gets 1000, and Class E only gets 500 points. It's impossible to live without getting some free stuff every day."

"so much?"

"With so many points every month, doesn't it mean that I can buy whatever I want?"

"There is still a surplus!"

Stewart nodded slightly: "Yes, there are so many. These are the generous resources allocated by the college to Class A of each grade."

At this time, the conversation changed: "Don't be too happy. Your status as Class A is not permanent. Here is a special mechanism that takes place in the middle of each semester - 'Qualifying Match'."

"The ranking match will be held in the largest ranking arena. Lower-level classes can challenge the upper-level classes and cannot refuse. If you fail in the challenge, you will be downgraded and all benefits will be recalculated."

"Everyone, the academy is not compulsory and does not support idle students. It requires students to compete with each other to increase the average strength. Only the strongest students can stay in Class A, and the weak ones will only be sent to the BCDE class."

"Will the head teacher also be 'transferred'?" someone asked.

Stewart nodded:
"The same goes for the class teacher. We have another computing system that is closely related to the class we lead."

"When I become your class teacher, all of us are already a community of destiny. Give me a fight and don't get kicked out. That will be ugly."

"Okay, this class meeting is over, let's go and do what we have to do."

"But teacher, we haven't chosen the monitor of our class yet!" Someone discovered a blind spot.

"Eh, yes."

Stewart rubbed his seaweed head, glanced around with an extremely world-weary look, and then pointed at Argyle:

"Then, Argyle Blofield, you will be the class president first, and you will be selected again half a semester. Do your best..."

After class, everyone became restless.

When I came in on the last day, people who hadn’t visited the campus yet were calling friends to go shopping together.

"Where are you, Nancy? What are you going to do next?" Nats asked curiously. He was a little confused and didn't know what to do.

"Department store, since I have so many points, I want to add some daily necessities."

"Then I'll go too!"

"Okay~"

Argyle and the others wanted to go to the club activity building. It was said that a club orientation meeting was being held there, and they might be able to find a club with similar intentions. Duomi had nothing to do, so he followed them.

Just as they stood up to leave, Schnell came over, approached Domi directly, and extended his hand to him:

"First meeting, Dominic."

Duomi was quite puzzled as to why he didn't look for anyone but himself, but he still shook his hand out of politeness.

When the two hands held each other, Domi felt the strength from Schnell, which was not at all what a handshake should be.

If it were an ordinary person, he might be crushed directly.

The Beast Prime Minister is called the Beast not only because he has a beast-like terrifying consciousness, but also because before he became the Prime Minister, he was as fierce as a beast and was famous for his huge strength. It is said that he can break the city wall with one punch!It's like a humanoid self-propelled siege machine!
As his youngest son, Schnell was also born with supernatural powers and had a good talent for magic.

"Is there a problem?"

Duomi didn't feel anything. He wanted to see what this guy wanted to do, so he didn't fight back for the time being.

"I just want to get to know you."

He still had that false smile on his face.

"Yeah, then you'd better get to know each other."

"Oh~ why do you say that?"

"Because I also want to get to know you."

After saying that, Schnell suddenly felt as if his hand was clamped by iron vices, unable to move.

Then, a power far superior to his own came from Domi's hands.

Crackling!

In an instant, all the bones in his hand were shattered!
"what……"

Schnell, who had some backbone, just snorted.

"We're done getting to know each other, that's all."

After leaving these words, Duomi walked away.

The students who had been chatting happily with Schnell just now didn't know what to do at this moment. They all stood there and looked at Schnell with a look of resentment, while he looked at his hand that was twisted out of shape, even the big trough. Teeth will be broken...

(End of this chapter)