There were no mediocre students in Astral Evolution Academy.

This batch of students were all freaks who had been nurtured with countless resources since before they were even born. To them, challenging opponents above their level was as ordinary as eating and drinking.

The three of them gathered in the courtyard, discussing who should step forward later to test the depth of their new teacher.

Just as their conversation was growing lively—

Boom!

A divine sense so heavy it seemed almost tangible descended without the slightest warning, instantly enveloping all three of them.

That divine sense was like an invisible wall, firmly suppressing their movements, breathing, and even the fluctuations of their souls in place.

"A... High God-level divine sense?" Rein’s expression changed drastically.

The three of them froze at the same time, not daring to move even in the slightest.

Being locked onto by divine sense was like having a blade pressed against one’s throat. If the divine sense of a High God-level powerhouse truly erupted, it could easily shatter the soul of a demigod-grade existence.

Amid that suffocating silence, a figure slowly walked over from the distance.

His hands were clasped behind his back. His long hair swayed gently in the breeze. His feet were clearly suspended in midair, yet he walked as though treading solid ground.

John stopped before the three students and merely swept them with a careless glance.

It was just such a light, indifferent look—

Yet all three of them felt a chill crawl up their spines, and an instinctive tremor rose from the depths of their souls.

They could only secretly size up this newly arrived instructor from the corners of their eyes. All they felt was their hair standing on end, cold sweat seeping down their backs.

"With this level of divine sense foundation... and you’re telling me he’s a demigod?" Ayla smiled bitterly inwardly.

"Even ordinary High Gods might not possess such depth," Rein thought in shock.

"No wonder he dares to teach Class D as a demigod. As expected, he is no ordinary figure." Kaine took a deep breath.

Facing the three of them, John spoke in an extremely calm tone.

"I am your temporary instructor."

The three had been thoroughly subdued by that earlier glance. They no longer had even the slightest thought of probing him and obediently stood in a neat row.

"Hello, Teacher. My name is Rein."

"Hello, Teacher. My name is Ayla."

"Hello, Teacher. My name is Kaine."

John nodded. Then, without any preamble, he threw out his next words.

"I will not waste time on nonsense."

"I am not here to help you advance to Class C."

The three of them were stunned at the same time.

Not Class C?

Then what are you here for, a vacation?

"As expected, no normal person would willingly come to Class D," Rein sighed inwardly.

"This teacher actually suits my taste. Lying flat together sounds pretty good too." Ayla secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"So he’s here to coast on the base salary," Kaine shook his head slightly.

Immediately afterward, John changed the direction of his words.

"I am here to take you straight to Class A."

The minds of the three students buzzed at the same time.

Class A?!

They suspected something had gone wrong with their ears.

It was over. This teacher was not merely abnormal. He was probably a little insane.

So many High God-level instructors had patted their chests and promised to bring them into Class C, only to fail without exception in the end. This one was even better. The moment he opened his mouth, he aimed straight for Class A.

Teacher, could it be that painting impossible promises is your true profession?

Rein looked at himself and, no matter how he examined it, could not see what connection he had with a top existence like "Class A."

Kaine remained expressionless, repeatedly warning himself deep down to stay clear-headed.

He was only a demigod.

The instructors of Class A were all top-tier High Gods. Dragging them up to that level?

How could that possibly happen?

A sincere smile hung on Ayla’s face, her eyes brimming with determination and fighting spirit.

But the thought turning in her heart was:

Fine, fine, fine. Whatever you say is right. In any case, once the grand competition ends in five days, you will be gone. For these few days, I will simply cooperate with you and put on a good show.

John’s gaze was sharp as a torch, taking in the expressions of the three one by one.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

It was as if he had already seen through all of their thoughts.

"I came here for one purpose only: that one million points."

"To exchange for a qualification to enter the Cosmic Mother Tree Secret Realm."

"As for sincerely nurturing these reserves?"

"I never considered it."

"They are nothing more than tools to help me achieve my goal."

John’s expression did not change, but in his heart, he had already sorted out his calculations with complete clarity.

As for how to make this group of bottom-ranked students surpass the proud geniuses of Class A—

The method was very simple.

Pile them up with items.

Use external accumulation to fill the gap in strength.

"I have mountains of High God-level items in my possession."

"These things can no longer provide much improvement to my current self. As long as they can be exchanged for points, sacrificing a portion of these items will bring returns far greater than the cost."

Once John finished pondering, his gaze swept across the three students. With a flash, his figure vanished from the spot.

Seeing him leave, the three of them exhaled in unison.

"Teacher John is clearly only demigod grade... but the pressure he gives me is no weaker than that of a High God," Ayla said, patting her chest.

"But he just left like that?" Rein looked completely confused.

"According to normal procedure, shouldn’t he first understand our situation?"

"Maybe... formal training will only begin next time," Kaine guessed with a frown.

That day, it was not only John who acted this way.

Holly, Odelle, and Silt each said similar words to the students they were teaching.

The students merely assumed that these newly arrived teachers were too young and had yet to suffer the beating of reality, which was why they were blindly confident.

If Class D were so easy to produce results from, it would not have fallen to the point where no one was willing to come.

At some unknown point, the bold declarations made by the members of Valhalla gradually spread.

Soon, the entire Astral Evolution Academy, from top to bottom, had heard the rumors.

"Have you heard? Those newly arrived teachers have declared that they are going to bring every member of Class D into Class A!"

"That is normal. New officials always like to make a show of authority. Once reality slaps them a few times, they will become obedient."

"Class D is truly miserable. They are always treated as experimental subjects by newcomers. Good thing I’m not there."

The students merely laughed after hearing it, treating it as entertainment.

The instructors of the various classes were even calmer, almost indifferent.

"In just five short days, they want to completely transform those Class D students? Even if a High God came, they probably could not do it."

"So in my view, those newcomers are either frauds or they are just here to coast. A base salary of ten thousand points per day is not bad at all."

"I really do not know what the two vice headmasters are thinking... Even if they wanted to recruit freeloaders, they should at least have recruited High Gods."

The instructors shook their heads, not even able to muster much interest in mocking them.

In their eyes, the outcome of the grand competition had long since been decided.

It was not something that could be overturned just because someone shouted a few slogans.

Everything in Astral Evolution Academy continued as usual. Nothing changed because of John and the others’ arrival.

After showing himself once, John never appeared again.

On the second day, the new instructors of Class D were all absent.

The students were completely bewildered.

The instructors of the various classes also began discussing it among themselves.

On the third day, still no one came.

The students were utterly speechless.

The instructors of the various classes finally could not sit still anymore.

Even if they were coasting on the base salary, shouldn’t they at least show a little professionalism?