My brother is so cunning

Chapter 931 This batch of students is difficult to manage.
At first glance, the dazzling array of colors is overwhelming.

The people sitting in the classroom weren't a bunch of insects, but rather all sorts of beautiful girls.

Without close inspection, it's difficult to spot the remaining insect features on their bodies; even if there are any, they seem like small accessories deliberately used to adorn themselves.

For example, butterfly wings, dragonfly's transparent wings, slender antennae, and brightly colored markings...

If we categorize them by the stages of demon transformation, all the insectoids in this room have reached the sixth stage of transformation, which is the highest stage and the most human-like form.

The faces of these insectoid female students looked as if their creator had meticulously kneaded them, ensuring that every detail would evoke an incredibly stunning and captivating feeling from any angle.

She is so beautiful that she is almost dreamlike. Anyone who goes to the Demon Alliance to sign up for the "Super Girl" audition would have a chance to advance to the finals and debut as a group just based on her face.

Zhao Mingcheng, who was born in a vassal state, had never seen the most beautiful woman before he was admitted to the Demon Alliance University. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen was the daughter of the vassal state's ruler. However, after coming to Binhai City to study at university, he realized that the so-called pearl of the vassal state was just an ordinary person in the Demon Alliance city, and could even be said to be a little ugly.

After all, the Demon Alliance has many races, and many demons, after reaching a high stage of transformation, are quite beautiful and can easily overshadow the top beauties of the human race.

Human women living in the modern cities of the Demon Alliance are generally far more beautiful than those in the Great Zhou Dynasty and the surrounding vassal states. After all, the Demon Alliance has many beauty products and skincare products that are sold openly, and they really contain genuine spiritual herbs, fruits, and even immortal herbs and fruits that contain the main beauty ingredients.

It really does nourish the skin, improve complexion, remove wrinkles, and may even slightly prolong life and restore youth.

But compared to the insect girl in this classroom, she was still several levels below, and the difference was obvious.

Their figures were nothing like the "juveniles" the robot captain had described. Of course, some of them were indeed very short and slender, with cicada-wing-like wings on their backs, floating in the air like little elves.

However, several tall, model-like women with curvaceous figures were clearly seated in the back row. They exuded youthful energy while also radiating mature charm.

Fortunately, Zhao Mingcheng is somewhat immune to beautiful women. His live-in girlfriend has two faces: she usually appears as a cat-woman, but at night she transforms into a stunningly beautiful woman who shines even brighter than a movie star.

After a brief moment of distraction, Zhao Mingcheng regained his composure and pieced together all the information to piece together the general outline of the events.

Was it all a misunderstanding?

With preconceived notions, upon hearing the mission of educating the demon insect race, one would naturally imagine that it meant spending fifty years with a group of ferocious and terrifying insects.
It's normal for such misunderstandings to arise. The Demon Alliance's news channel has also broadcast footage of the Ultron Legion's battle against the demon insect army at the Gates of Hell defense line.

The demonic insects captured in that news report were indeed ferocious and terrifying, with sharp fangs, claws like knives, and extreme cruelty; they could even tear the military version of the Ultron robot to pieces.

But to everyone's surprise, there were so many varieties of the demon insect race that were aesthetically pleasing to humans.

Zhao Mingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, his tense mood greatly eased, and he no longer had to worry about being hugged by a facehugger and watching helplessly as his stomach was pierced and a big worm crawled out.

After calming down, Zhao Mingcheng put on the same friendly smile he had when he received the immigrant demons in Binhai City years ago, and said to the group of beautiful insect girls below the stage: "Today is the first day we meet, and I am not familiar with everyone yet. Please introduce yourselves one by one, tell me your names, hobbies and favorite foods, so that I can remember each and every one of you."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Mingcheng felt a weight on his shoulder, something soft pressing tightly against the back of his head. A pair of fair, slender legs dangled from his shoulders, clamping around his neck. Then, his hair tightened, and a pair of small hands gripped his temples.

He then realized that, without him noticing, a tiny elf girl, less than a meter tall and with dragonfly wings, had quietly flown behind him and climbed onto his neck.

"Hehe, my name is Xiao Jie. I like to eat nectar and sweet fruits. Teacher, what is a hobby?"

On his very first day leading the class, a female student was already riding on his head. Having never been a teacher before, Zhao Mingcheng, who was selected solely because of his high acceptance of people of different races, was at a loss for how to react and stood there dumbfounded.

The robot captain who came in with Zhao Mingcheng saw him in a daze and interjected, "Teacher Zhao, don't be surprised. These young ones have received some early education from AI teachers, but they have only learned to speak and grasped some basic concepts. There are many words and concepts they don't understand, and we need your patience to explain them to them."

Zhao Mingcheng nodded slowly, somewhat blankly, and said, "Is that so? Um, Xiao Jie, please go back to your seat. I'm going to announce a rule for class: you can't sit on the teacher's head during class."

"Oh...it's not allowed?"

Disappointed, the little elf girl flapped her wings and flew back to her seat with her head down.

These children were fairly obedient, and Zhao Mingcheng breathed a slight sigh of relief. However, he noticed that several girls in the front row almost simultaneously showed expressions of regret and disappointment, as if this classroom rule greatly restricted their freedom and deprived them of a significant portion of the joy of attending class.

"Hobbies are things that people enjoy doing in their daily lives. You never get bored doing them and you want to do them often in the future."

Zhao Mingcheng composed himself, clearing his mind of distractions, and patiently explained. After finishing, he said to the seemingly enthusiastic little girl, "Little Jie, now you understand the meaning of hobby. So, what is your hobby?"

Xiao Jie bit her lip, thinking for a moment, and said, "I understand now. My hobby is collecting flowers, not just for nectar. I also like to weave flower garlands and plant flowers. But..."

She pouted and frowned slightly, saying, "Today I think I've developed a new hobby: riding on the teacher's shoulders and snuggling up to her. The teacher is so warm, smells so nice, and has such a good view. I love it..."

"Wow, really? I think it smells really good too, I really want to kiss it, I don't know why."

"Me too, it's strange, those hard metal teachers don't have this feeling."

"Teacher, Xiaozi has already put on the stickers, can I put them on too?"

……

The insect girls started chattering and arguing, and Zhao Mingcheng suddenly realized something and felt a pang of panic.

No wonder they had to provide those safety items. It's only because Zhao Mingcheng has family ties that he can control himself. If it were any other male volunteer, even without the need for some genetic defects to take the initiative, they would have made the same mistake that all men make!

(End of this chapter)