Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

He stood expressionless at the classroom door, holding a fairy wand-shaped potion ingredient called "Pink Mood" in his right hand and his student ID card in his left.

What does it mean?

I got zero in all subjects in my high school entrance exam, how did I manage to get first place?

Even if everyone else gets zero points, you can't force me to be in first place, right? What am I supposed to do about the mission rewards?

Before Fu Chen could even properly figure out the ranking mechanism of this useless school…

He felt someone watching him, turned around, and saw a long-haired boy about his age.

The long-haired boy's gaze shifted from Fu Chen's hand to his cheek: "Hello, classmate, where is this?...

Class 5, Grade 11.

"Yes, I know, this is Class 5, Grade 11!"

"What are you doing? You scared me!" Fu Chen was startled by the long-haired man's suddenly louder voice and took a step back.

He tucked his hair behind his ear: "Hello, my name is Liu Haitao, I'm a male."

"Hello, my name is Fu Chen."

"You're a genius! I've heard of you, and I knew it was you!"

"No, you are the genius."

Is this a variant of a fixed personality type? Taking your words and using them as his insights and judgments, this kind of person's underlying nature is probably extreme inferiority complex and arrogance.

Although his cultivation level and other abilities were restricted, Fu Chen's mind was still sharp.

It's alright, he's a normal person. It seems that there aren't as many geniuses as rumored in the "useless school".

Fu Chen freed his right hand to shake hands with Liu Haitao, but the other man just stared straight into his eyes.

"What's wrong now?" Fu Chen asked, puzzled.

Liu Haitao chuckled softly, "I still don't know your gender."

Fu Chen fell silent.

"I'm a man, can't you tell?"

Liu Haitao looked him up and down, then stroked his chin: "You don't look like a woman."

His tone was firm and deliberately stronger than before, drawing the attention of everyone around him.

Under everyone's gaze, Liu Haitao placed the hand that had just shaken hands with Fu Chen in front of his nose.

After sniffing twice, I immediately rushed into the toilet at the end of the corridor, where water was gushing out from the intermittent faucet.

Fu Chen frowned, then noticed the students around him looking at him with surprise, curiosity, envy, greed, and covetousness... as if they were staring at his hands.

Holy crap…

Fu Chen looked down and realized with surprise that he hadn't put away the pink mood booster that the system task had given him earlier!

This world can concoct all kinds of magical potions with special abilities and effects, but the prerequisite for concocting magical potions is to have the corresponding special materials and the strength of an alchemist of a certain level.

The ingredients for potions are also incredibly diverse, such as the pink mood potion, which contains the purple potion "Knife Pulls Butt" that makes people's eyes pop out...

It's the fairy wand used by female alchemists of level four or above.

It contains the attributes and logical rules for crafting harmful potions.

It seems this thing is what caused Liu Haitao to misunderstand me.

After Fu Chen hurriedly put the pink mood serum into his backpack, Liu Haitao also came out after washing his hands.

He wanted to ask Liu Haitao about his middle school entrance exam results, but then a series of hurried footsteps came from the stairwell.

The students scattered like startled birds.

Because at that moment, the class bell rang, and the academic affairs office was patrolling to catch those bad students who hadn't entered the classroom on time.

As a member of Pei Cai Middle School, Fu Chen had already learned in advance that without the strict discipline of this group of teachers from the Academic Affairs Office, things would be very difficult.

It's likely that the bunch of mediocre students who "get into" the school will be impossible to manage in an orderly and stable manner.

Fu Chen said calmly and sincerely, "Liu Haitao, your shoelace is untied."

Liu Haitao scratched his head: "Yeah, I know my shoelace came undone. Wait, I'm wearing slippers!"

Yeah, what's the meaning of wearing slippers to school? Getting a beating isn't an exaggeration at all.

Taking advantage of the moment when the teacher from the academic affairs office caught Liu Haitao and slammed the ruler hard on his shoulder, Fu Chen successfully entered the classroom.

Liu Haitao was beaten a few times before entering the room. At that moment, the two of them heard a commotion coming from the toilet in the corridor.

"Teacher, the rules only prohibit smoking and drinking in the toilet, but there's no rule against eating instant noodles while squatting, right?"

A boy with a buzz cut was sent back to Class 5 of Grade 1 by the disciplinary office staff, while holding a bag of pickled cabbage and beef noodles.

With his other hand he held up his pants, revealing half of his bare buttocks, still bearing the red mark given to him by a teacher from the disciplinary office.

He nodded familiarly to Fu Chen and Liu Haitao, as if to say hello: "Help me pull up my pants, I'm going to drink the instant noodle soup."

Liu Haitao retorted, "I'll help you drink the soup, but you'll have to pull up your own pants!"

Fu Chen fell silent again.

He pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out how he could say these words to two people he had just met... no, they didn't even know each other at all.

He sighed. He was ranked first in the class, and his seat was in the upper left corner of the entire seating area, which was the first seat on the far right from the podium.

Fu Chen chewed on the two extraordinary classmates he had just encountered…

As he was about to put down his backpack, he noticed that a strangely shaped girl was already sitting next to him.

The girl was slender and beautiful, wearing a black short skirt, but every inch of her exposed skin was covered with brightly colored tattoos…

Ink painting, dragons and tigers, roses and chrysanthemums, cats and dogs...

She's a rich woman; she runs a zoo and a flower shop on her skin.

Following the tattoos, Fu Chen focused on the girl's cheek.

The morning light shone through the windowpane, almost blinding him. But upon closer inspection, he realized it was the reflection of the various nails on the girl's face.

Fu Chen was stunned.

Are you the sun too?

Also, sis, are you cosplaying as Pain? There aren't any anime conventions nearby.

It looks like this person's wrists are covered in knives.

Yao Zhi'ai's gaze met his. Her delicate eyebrows, pierced with three or four eyebrow piercings, glared at him menacingly as she asked fiercely, "What are you staring at?"

Fu Chen's eyes lit up: "You still have smacks? Where?"

"I mean, why are you looking at me like that? Do you even have any comprehension skills?"

"You think that just because your nails are neatly hammered and your tattoos look high-quality, other people can't look at them?"

Even if Leonardo da Vinci painted the Mona Lisa, he wouldn't hide it away and be unwilling to let others see it. If you're so stingy, why don't you wear a padded jacket? Don't expose your skin...

Fu Chen's eyes flashed over Yao Zhi'ai's haute couture Chanel dress and the Hermès bags casually piled on the table, and he said indignantly.

"...I thought you were here to mock me, just like everyone else."

Fu Chen looked annoyed and plopped down next to her with a huff: "So you think I'm such a shallow person too."

Yao Zhi'ai's pretty face suddenly softened, she pursed her lips, and shifted her position to the right to make room for Fu Chen.

However, after a brief conversation with her, Fu Chen was puzzled.

Yao Zhi'ai's language logic was far superior to those two scoundrels she had just encountered; no wonder she was able to sit next to her, ranking seventh in the entire class.

Because the other person had tattoos and piercings, Fu Chen addressed him differently: "Big sister, what were your scores on the high school entrance exam?"

"291".

"Holy crap, she's a top student!"

"So tall? Then why am I number one?"