193: Chapter 193: The Class Monitor's Privilege

Lin Yuan walked out of the lecture hall; the sky had already darkened.

The night scenery of Starry Sky University was monotonous, with only the cold light emitted by artificial celestial bodies.

He lowered his head and glanced at the star key on his wrist.

In one afternoon, he had spent five thousand credits to purchase three specialized courses.

This money was well spent.

The underlying logic explained by several instructors gave him a brand-new understanding of Divine Power micro-manipulation.

In comparison, Instructor Wen Muxue's class was a complete waste of life.

It was only by skipping Instructor Wen Muxue's class that he realized it wasn't actually raining outside.

Lin Yuan opened the personal homepage of his star key.

In the upper right corner of the interface, next to the ordinary student identifier, an additional dark gold crown icon had appeared.

This was the proof of exclusive authority for the monitor of High-Risk Class 3, and the benefits brought by unlocking the authority were immediate.

First was the access level for the information database.

Ordinary students could only see information below Rank C, but he could now directly access Rank A classified files.

Whether it was the deep species illustrated guide of alien planes or the high-risk mission files of the academy over the years, everything was open to him.

Secondly was resource allocation.

The additional subsidy of five hundred credits per month had already arrived.

There was also an electronic voucher in the star key that allowed for one free use of the school's public starship.

This was not one of those broken single-person airships from the Logistics Department, but a war machine capable of carrying a large number of followers and performing ultra-long-distance jumps.

As Lin Yuan was browsing the authority list, the star key suddenly vibrated.

An encrypted message popped up.

Sender: Instructor Wen Muxue.

The content was just a single file, without even an extra word of nonsense.

File title: "Starry Sky University Unified Enrollment Freshman Military Training Assessment Outline".

Lin Yuan opened the file and scanned it quickly.

This was the military training arrangement for when regular high school graduates enrolled more than a month later.

According to the regulations, these early-admission students needed to serve as instructors, responsible for conducting combat assessments and Divine Domain suppression training for the freshmen.

At the end of the file was a line of small red text: "Personnel allocation is the full responsibility of the monitor; submit the list within half a month."

After reading it, Lin Yuan closed the file directly.

It seemed Instructor Wen Muxue found it troublesome and dumped the responsibility directly onto him.

However, this actually worked in Lin Yuan's favor.

He opened the class roster; Bai Ye had said in the classroom earlier that he wanted to go bully the newbies.

He would satisfy him.

His fingertips slid, dragging Bai Ye's name directly into the list of "Frontline Combat Chief Examiners".

Just Bai Ye alone was not enough.

Which of these freshmen who could get into Starry Sky University wasn't a top Prodigy from their respective provinces?

If the instructors responsible for suppression were weak and ended up being counter-killed by the freshmen, High-Risk Class 3 would lose all face.

Vice Monitor Chu Xiaoxiao, Mechanical Plague Divine Domain, extremely strong crowd control.

Cheng E, Curse-Killing Divine Domain, sinister and difficult to deal with.

Yan Lie, Lava Controller, violent output.

...

Lin Yuan was not polite at all, arranging all these troublemakers he knew into the positions of frontline instructors.

As for himself.

Lin Yuan checked the two options: "Chief Supervisor" and "Logistics Backup".

No need to enter the field, no need to show his face.

If they encountered a situation they truly couldn't suppress, he would then step in to resolve it.

The list was generated, and Lin Yuan clicked send, sending it back directly to Instructor Wen Muxue.

The trivial matters in reality were handled cleanly.

Next, it was time for serious business.

Lin Yuan returned to the villa, sat on the meditation cushion, inserted the star key, and the interface of the Plane Trading Hall appeared on the computer.

He entered several restrictive conditions into the search bar.

"Diamond Rank", "High Resource Density", "Non-Mechanical".

Dozens of coordinates meeting the conditions popped up on the light screen.

Lin Yuan's gaze scanned over the coordinates one by one, finally stopping on the plane with the number "712".

Plane 712: Spore Poison Forest

Introduction: An ancient plane occupied by extremely proliferated plant-type life.

The species are extremely rich, containing a large number of mutant magic vines, man-eating flower seas, and ancient trees with weak consciousness.

Several words were highlighted.

Environment: Extremely Harsh!!!

The atmosphere of the entire plane is filled with high-concentration toxic spores and corrosive miasma.

Ordinary flesh-and-blood followers who enter will be parasitized by spores within ten minutes, and their flesh will dissolve within half an hour, becoming nutrients for the plants.

Law Suppression: The Law of Life is active; destructive powers like fire and thunder are moderately suppressed.

Lin Yuan looked at this introduction.

This plane had been hanging in Starry Sky University's strategy records for three whole years without anyone willing to take it on.

The reason was simple: it was too repulsive.

The toxic spores were pervasive, capable of slowly corroding even a god's Divine Power.

Unless it was a god specializing in poison or undead, going in was just asking for trouble.

But even for the undead type, facing those parasitic magic vines that could take root in bones and consume Soul fire was extremely troublesome.

However, Lin Yuan was very satisfied.

Poison?

For his Wasteland followers, this was nothing but a delicacy.

Strong regenerative ability?

350,000 Calamity Fire Spirits, descending with Karma Fire.

Karma Fire specializes in burning Souls and vitality, making it the best counter to things with such tenacious vitality.

Although Plane 712 had moderate suppression on the Law of Fire, in front of Karma Fire, this suppression was negligible.

Target locked.

Lin Yuan stood up, pushed open the villa door, and walked towards the Myriad Worlds Trading Street on the edge of the Dead Star.

The Myriad Worlds Trading Street remained in a chaotic and disorderly state.

Various bizarre alien remains were placed casually on the stalls.

Lin Yuan walked to the end of the street, familiar with the route.

In front of that dilapidated stall, the messy-haired senior was crossing his legs, holding a newly changed mosaic magazine in his hands.

Seeing Lin Yuan walk over, the senior hurriedly stuffed the magazine under his magic robe, his face piling up with a signature mercenary smile.

"Yo, isn't this our Monitor Lin from High-Risk Class 3? You're quite the influential figure among all the freshmen now!"

The senior was quite well-informed.

These old hands drifting through life in the trading street were more sensitive to any movement in the school than anyone else.

He stood up and rubbed his hands together: "Monitor Lin, your visit today—which high-risk coordinate have you taken a fancy to?"

Lin Yuan didn't waste words and directly reported the number.

"Plane 712, Spore Poison Forest, star key."

The smile on the senior's face stiffened for a moment.

He looked Lin Yuan up and down, his tone a bit strange.

"Junior Lin, your taste really hasn't changed at all."

"Last time you went to 093 to poke a bug nest, this time you're going to 712 to eat poisonous mushrooms."

"The toxic spores in that place can corrode even Divine Power; are you sure you want to go?"

"Name your price." Lin Yuan's expression was calm, ignoring his probing.

Seeing this, the senior put away the thought of persuading him and deftly took out that ancient compass full of cracks.

"One price, 150,000 credits."

The senior held out five fingers and shook them.

"The spatial barrier of Plane 712 is much thicker than 093's; I spent a lot of effort to anchor this one-way channel for this star key."

"It even has a Void coating installed to prevent toxic spores, ensuring you won't be blocked by toxic spores when you run away."

Lin Yuan didn't waste words, brought up his star key, and completed the transfer cleanly and decisively.

"Beep, 150,000 credits have been deducted."

Hearing the prompt from the star key, the senior smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits.

"The boss is generous!"

He formed seals with his hands, and a faint green light flashed on the compass, injecting it into a blank star key.

A moment later, he threw the star key with the inscribed coordinates to Lin Yuan.

"I'll throw in a piece of information for free, Junior."

The senior lowered his voice.

"In the central area of Plane 712, there is a [Ten Thousand Poison Mother Tree] that has lived for at least ten thousand years."

"That thing has already touched the threshold of the Transcendental; the entire spore network of the Poison Forest is under its control."

Lin Yuan put the star key into his storage space and glanced at him.

"Thanks."

After saying that, Lin Yuan turned and walked towards the launch area.

The airship rental office of the Logistics Department.

Fatty Zhu Tai was trimming his nails.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up. The moment he saw Lin Yuan, his hand shook, and he almost cut his flesh.

"Lin Yuan?"

Zhu Tai quickly straightened his body and squeezed out a smile.

"Monitor Lin, where are you going to make a fortune today?"

"Rent an airship, one-way."

Lin Yuan pressed his star key onto the console.

Zhu Tai deftly deducted 200,000 faith points and handed over a metal plate.

"Launchpad 3, the airship is ready."

Lin Yuan took the metal plate and walked towards the launchpad.

He sat into the familiar shuttle-shaped airship, and the cabin door closed.

Lin Yuan inserted the star key into the card slot.

"Beep. Detected one-way spatial anchor point for Plane 712. Route locked. Preparing for launch."

A sense of being pushed back hit him.

The airship rushed into the spatial turbulence, speeding towards the deep star gate.

Lin Yuan leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

The feeling of weightlessness disappeared.

A strong sense of being pushed back hit him as the airship turned into a stream of light, diving headfirst into the spatial turbulence on the periphery of the Dead Star.

Gray-white spatial rifts constantly lashed at the airship's shield.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes to rest, adjusting the circulation of Divine Power within his body.

A few minutes later, the airship rushed into a star gate.

A feeling of weightlessness enveloped his whole body.

When Lin Yuan opened his eyes again, the airship had disintegrated.

He was standing on a dark green land.

The air was filled with a faint, fishy-sweet smell, and green poisonous miasma blocked everything; not a single ray of sunlight could be seen.

The soil under his feet was soft and elastic; stepping on it gave the illusion of stepping on the internal organs of some creature.

As soon as Lin Yuan landed.

The surrounding plants sensed the aura of an outsider.

Rustle, rustle, rustle...