The deceitful object, with its lower body full of tentacles, felt pardoned and hurriedly grabbed its belongings and scurried away.
It didn't forget to wipe Lu Wenwu's chair before leaving.
Xin Shengzhu glanced at the deceitful objects as quiet as chickens, not knowing what thoughts were stirring in his mind, and turned to leave through the classroom door.
Lu Wenwu sat down confidently and began to shout, "Who's responsible for duty today? Can't see these three big piles of trash on the floor? Doesn't the sticky blood need cleaning? Doesn't the blackboard need wiping? Look at this classroom, filthy like a pigsty!"
The deceitful objects stared blankly at each other, clueless.
Does anyone know what a pigsty is?
Seeing no one replied, Lu Wenwu immediately slapped the table with a cold snort.
"What, did you forget what I just said so quickly?"
Just as he was pretending to be angry and before he could break out again, a trembling female deceitful object immediately spoke:
"Brother Wu... Brother Wu, our... our class doesn't have duty students, it's... it's... always been like this."
"No duty students?" Lu Wenwu raised an eyebrow, "Who's the hygiene commissioner?"
The female deceitful object seemed ready to cry: "No... no hygiene commissioner, no deceitful object cleans, so one was never chosen."
"Damn, a bunch of filthy deceitful ones!"
Lu Wenwu sincerely cursed this group of bizarre beings.
After all, our Brother Wu at least considers himself somewhat of a chef.
Not to say he has a cleanliness obsession, but he at least maintains cleanliness and order.
Now, looking at this all-black, filthy environment in the class, he was simmering with anger.
Lu Wenwu glanced at the class schedule on the wall, then at the clock beside the blackboard, and said in a deep voice:
"Since it wasn't chosen before, I'll be the hygiene commissioner for Class One from now on. Now I declare something, listen carefully."
"Group by column; our class has exactly five groups, and one group rotates to clean the classroom each day."
"Starting from today, the group closest to the door is responsible today, the second group tomorrow, and so on."
"Tasks like sweeping, mopping, wiping the blackboard, taking out the trash, and window cleaning should be assigned within your group."
"I have only one demand: whenever I enter this classroom, it must be spotless and clean."
"Anyone daring to remain sloppy like now, don't blame your Brother Wu for sparking a physical discussion with his fists."
"Does everyone understand? If yes, quickly get up and clean the place!"
Under Lu Wenwu's scolding, the deceitful objects responded in chorus.
At once, they were filled with unease, immediately picking up the trash around them to throw into the utterly useless trash can from the past two and a half years.
The eight deceitful objects in the group closest to the door sprang into action swiftly.
Among them, two with tentacles, one holding eight brooms and the other eight mops, quickly cleaned the three headless bodies and the blood on the ground thoroughly.
Another flying deceitful object soared, using its power to make the windows, almost grime-coated to the point of a frosted texture, sparkling clean and transparent.
It took at most half an hour.
Before morning self-study ended, the originally filthy classroom was instantly revitalized, becoming bright and clean.
"Now this looks decent." Lu Wenwu contently began leafing through his textbook, "Could that previous environment even be called livable? Tsk..."
The deceitful objects dared not speak out.
Tmd...
Talks like we're human!
[You have completed the side quest - Hygiene Commissioner]
[Task description: Practice cleanliness, understand politeness, you are racing toward the road of being an excellent student, never to return]
[Your personal overall rating has been greatly improved]
[Your free attribute points have been unlocked]
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"Ring~ Ring~"
Soon, the pleasant bell sounded, and a deceitful object teacher, looking outwardly like a middle-aged man, walked into the classroom with a book.
He seemed unfazed by Xin Shengzhu damaging the desk.
But his gaze toward Lu Wenwu grew increasingly enigmatic.
Clearly, after a conversation with Xin Shengzhu, he had heard about this "brutal" human.
However, upon seeing the bright, clean classroom and the neatly arranged desks and chairs, he could hardly believe his eyes.
Did I walk into the wrong class???
Even more surprising, when he habitually announced "Class begins," Lu Wenwu immediately stood up and asked the whole class to stand and greet him!
All these typically rebellious little tyrants truly stood and greeted him obediently!
The middle-aged deceitful object teacher felt like he was dreaming, dazedly starting today's lesson.
This session was a language class.
Yet, it wasn't Blue Star's language being taught, but the deceitful objects' language.
Lu Wenwu didn't bother remembering those long names, instead calling it Deceitful Language directly and crudely.
The others solely relied on system translation to understand and communicate.
While he had universal language comprehension, Deceitful Language was no different than his mother tongue, drastically reducing the learning threshold.
However...
It's not that easy to learn.
The Divine Continent is filled with numerous students failing their language exams each year during finals.
Just ten minutes into the class, Lu Wenwu already realized something.
Even if he gave his all for a sprinting three months, passing is difficult but not insurmountable.
But aiming for high scores in every subject would be impossible.
The schedule contained numerous peculiar courses.
Starting with advanced knowledge directly without foundational understanding; how is that easy?
Therefore, Lu Wenwu quickly made a decision.
If he hoped for high scores, the conventional route won't work.
Cheating and shortcuts are undoubtedly the best ways to score.
Understanding all this, Lu Wenwu immediately used the mental perception ability from his realm advancement to sweep the class.
Very great, a bunch of academic failures.
Not a single one of them taking notes or listening earnestly.
Although due to the class captain's authority, none dared whisper, their minds were undoubtedly elsewhere.
How could this work?
Mother of god, sharing an examination room with these slackers, who would I copy?
With this in mind, Lu Wenwu raised his hand to speak: "Teacher, I have a question."
The language teacher was a bit surprised: "You must be the new transfer student, right? What's wrong? Struggling to keep up with the pace? If something's unclear, I can explain again."
The language teacher was notably accommodating, happy to find someone looking to learn.
"Not really, Teacher." Lu Wenwu shook his head, "I want to ask, for this language class, who's the class representative? And... do we have a study commissioner?"
The language teacher didn't reply.
The middle-aged teacher simply adjusted his glasses and sighed with a bitter smile.
He said nothing.
Yet it seemed all was somehow said.
His weathered eyes filled with frustration at incompetence.
Look at these unmotivated brats, who resembles a study commissioner?
Not even one attentive listener, much less someone submitting assignments and taking exams.
What meaning does a class representative hold?
Seeing the language teacher's demeanor, fully understanding, Lu Wenwu's lips slowly curved into a slight smile.
Xin Shengzhu, oh Xin Shengzhu, you're truly my benefactor.
This high school Class One, I really came to the right place!