"Ray."

"Yes, sir."

"Sakura."

"Present, sir."

"Matthew."

"Here, please."

"Taker."

"Present, honorable sir."

Unlike other teachers, this one did not call out rolls; rather, he addressed names directly. And that too, without even looking at the attendance sheet.

According to him, in this way, there was no way of proxy happening. But Alexander was just awed at this guy's mental capacity. To remember all the students' names, and this not the only class he teaches.

But in all of the classes, his reputation was the same. A stern teacher with a very, very stingy hand when it comes to giving marks. And a dry man devoid of humor.

But to Alexander, he was a good man. Granted, he also did not get good marks in his subject. But this man had principles unlike the other teachers he never saw pity in this man's eyes when looking at him or at the other students that were not as good. Of course, he praised the ones that did good and was strict with the ones that were not up to snuff but there was no difference when it comes to treatment.

And though he looked quite old, Alexander knew or rather everyone knew he was younger than Alexander’s father. The man did not waste much time on pleasantries well he did not waste any at all. Like a professional, he went straight to teaching.

"Let's start." His stern voice though soft boomed in the quiet classroom.

"For the last month, I have been teaching you about Qi channeling. And if you tried hard enough, even the worst among you should have opened at least three paths by now. If anyone failed the test today, I will deduct points."

After he spoke, the class fell silent. "why the wait, do I need to repeat myself? Roll number 1, Ray, come forward."

Ray, a boy with good features but short, came forward with a sigh. Alexander almost felt like laughing; being ID number 1 not only had perks, it also had drawbacks.

Fortunately for Ray, he passed as the teacher took his number on the paper. All the next 4 people passed; one of them, ID 3, also noted 5 paths instead of one.

But the problem occurred when the sixth one came; she failed miserably. Instead of 3, she only opened half of one. But Mr. Anwar did not say anything as he just put an F beside her ID.

Seeing this, it was sure that Mr. Anwar was pissed today as normally he would give some warning or cut marks but not fail outright.

Alexander gulped down hard; there was no way he opened the channels. He thought he would just get some points reduced but to think this juggernaut of a teacher was dark on rage today. This was not good.

Time passed by as soon as it was Alexander’s turn to step up. Nobody actually paid any attention to him either except for Taker and his gang. But Alexander did not notice it. He was too busy reaching the teacher quickly to avoid yelling. Which, not too long ago, another obese female student had to face.

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As he reached the teacher, he grew even more nervous; the voice in his head was silent too, adding to his anxiety.

With a smile that reeked of a side character, Alexander approached the teacher as he nonchalantly put his hand on Alexander’s wrist.

One minute passed, and two minutes passed, and the clock was fast approaching three minutes. Alexander's face became incredibly worried as the teacher's went into a frown, and the Takers got delighted, and the students were curious.

Alexander did not notice it earlier for his nervousness, but the teacher's grip was getting tighter by the second. When it comes to other students, the teacher only took 20 to 25 seconds at max, and now that he was taking this long with Alexander, some students got bored, and some just wanted to see the result.

"You can go?" There was a bit of shock on the teacher's face, which dazed Alexander.

To be honest, he felt a tingling feeling seeing this, and he liked it.

"Do you need an invitation to go?" The teacher shouted this time, which brought Alexander back to reality. And he hurriedly stumbled back.

Taker and his gang were delighted, and everyone started laughing, but it was cut short as the teacher did not write anything. It meant he did not fail Alexander nor did he deduct any points.

Seeing this scene, Alexander himself was shocked; he was sure he was going to fail and was already thinking of ways to give a retake. But now it was as if ice cream instantly melted in his head.

"Ha, ha, ha. What, did you really think you would fail? Man, you should have seen your face; you looked pathetic." The voice chided in his mind. But he was happy not to fail.

“and even if you did, what of it. It's not like this inferior establishment can teach you anything.” the voice snorted

“Sir, I think….” Suddenly Taker stood up to say something.

“Did I permit you to interrupt my class, Mister Taker?” But before he could finish, the teacher said in a calm but composed tone. That made Taker sweat then and there as he lowered his head and sat down.

The next assessment continued, but he did not take any of that into account. Some did exceptionally well, some not so much, and at the end, the teacher cut 3 points from those who were absent today.

He thanked his lucky stars that he came today though he doubted he had any. The class soon concluded, and the next one began.

He was not sure, but he felt like Mr. Anwar, before leaving, looked directly at him.

Class concluding, he got out. It was feeling kind of empty without Michel here, so he called him. One call soon turned into 3, and from 3 it went up to 12, but there was no answer. He frowned, but he was not overtly worried. He might be in the shower or something. Who knows, that big guy might be taking a big dump.

while going home; he thought back to what happened today and chuckled.

After the class concluded, he went out for some food, but while on the way, he found a commotion going on beside the administrative building.

Of course, the teacher did not say those things about the capital university enrollment without a reason. Today was the last day you had to submit your name, and this is the place where it's happening.

Of course, most of the people were not actually here to sign up but to see the ones that were courageous enough to do so. and those that were here, were mostly interested in testing their mettle against the tops in the whole uni or rather the whole younger generation in the city. Some, of course, thought they had a chance against the 7 wonders, and to be honest, some of them actually had.

He had work to do and level up, shaking his head he was about to move.

"Hey, I thought, you want to go to the capital.”

“Yeah, but there are only 8 months; there is no way I can make it. And even if by some miracle I can go through the tournament, there is no way I will be able to take one of the 7th wonders positions in just 8 months.” He said with a dejected tone.

Only silence greeted him from the other side. “Right?” Though he said so, he wanted some kind of encouraging words from the voice.

“What can I say, you have already admitted defeat in your mind. People like you are the definition of average.” The voice said nonchalantly.

He felt silent, hesitating. He looked at the line and without giving any time to form a thought in his mind, he ran to the line and stood in it. Soon someone stood behind him, making him officially locked in the line.

The girl in front of him and the guy behind him looked at him with curious eyes, most likely thinking, ‘who is this? I have not seen him before.’

Well, they had no idea that he was no one important enough for them to see him, but the most interesting reaction was from those looking at him, especially those who knew him. They were shocked, and some were even confused.

It did not take long for someone to carry the news to Taker, and he was not at all late to come here with his gang. And of course, they were laughing and pointing at him as they joked. And soon that spread.

He just wanted to plant a full-forced punch at Taker’s face and run away from here, but he persevered. But then something amazing happened as he signed his name for the competition; the laughter and pointing all stopped for a moment, and he saw immense hatred in Taker’s eyes, but of course, they soon went back to making various remarks about him.

As he was making his way to his house, he chuckled thinking this. It felt good when he saw the anger in Taker’s eyes. He also felt proud thinking that he did something that he never thought he would be able to do. It, it was a feeling of progress, of moving forward; he felt like he was actually growing. After a long time, he felt excitement, genuine excitement for the future. And he wanted to do it more. He wanted to challenge his limitations and break them. In a word, this feeling was addictive, too addictive. Is this is what it feels like to be alive!

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