So powerful that no one can rival you, even Wall Street capital and the White House have to flatter you, and the Chinese people are the most prominent example.

Los's mind flashed images of Injustice Superman and the ghosts of Iron Man.

After settling into school, I need to have a serious talk with those two.

Los strolled around Gododkin University.

It has everything that other schools have: teaching buildings, libraries, gymnasiums, restaurants, information towers, etc., and meticulously manicured lawns and flowerbeds are everywhere. It is a standard ivory-style institution of higher learning that can satisfy the imagination of all college students.

And things that other schools don't have, they also have here.

He watched as a student who was also doing morning exercises on the playground suddenly disappeared as if teleported away. A few seconds later, the student reappeared on the playground with a bottle of cola in his hand.

In addition, there were people on campus who used their noses to breathe fire and those who used their palms to generate electricity to style their hair.

There are also those who use their buttocks to perform the act of sucking a bucket of water dry—hmm?

I need to wash my eyes!

Los is struggling to adapt to the extraordinary university campus of today.

After a simple understanding of the campus map layout.

Los completed his school registration, downloaded the school's exclusive app on his touchscreen smartphone, and after binding his identity, he could see a lot of information, including the location of his dormitory.

Following the map, he quickly found his two-person dormitory room on the third floor of the campus.

just.

As he pushed open the door, Los's dark pupils were met with an earthquake.

The twilight glow streamed through the dormitory window.

A Chinese girl was changing her top in the room, revealing her beautiful figure and her breasts which were not bound by any close-fitting fabric.

The beauty of youth is on full display.

005 is in the black robe, I'm adapting.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong dorm."

Los quickly closed the door, then quickly checked the phone message and dormitory number, only to find that he hadn't misread it.

At this moment, the dormitory door opened again.

The Chinese girl who was still changing clothes had no expression. Her face was cute and pretty, but it looked a bit like a poker face, with no emotion or micro-expression showing.

As she pulled a T-shirt over her petite frame, seemingly unconcerned about her earlier wardrobe malfunction, she glanced at Los standing at the doorway:

"You must be Los. You've come to the right room. We're roommates."

Los frowned slightly, even more surprised. "The dormitories at Gododkin University are co-ed?"

"I can be a man too."

The Chinese-American girl spoke calmly, using hairspray to lift her short, ear-length black hair.

The next moment.

Her appearance and physique have changed; her Adam's apple has become prominent, her figure is tall and straight, and she has become a slicked-back male with a more androgynous look.

Is this the other side's ability?

Los was greatly shocked.

The male roommate, whose voice had become deep, calmly said, "You can see me on the Gododkin University app. My name is Jordan Lee. I am an intersex person who can freely switch between male and female. My abilities will also change depending on whether I am male or female."

Jordan, now a man, still had a poker face, but he extended his right hand towards Los in a relatively friendly manner:

"Perhaps it's because we're both of Asian descent that the school assigned us to the same dorm room. Please take care of me."

"I, Los, am very happy to meet you."

As Los shook hands with the other person, he felt like a demonic being, with a magic circle wheel on the back of his head continuing to spin.

Okay, he's gotten used to it! This damn world of black robes!

The school dormitory is quite large, and since only two people live there, the space is generally spacious, with a considerable amount of private space.

Los made a brief observation.

This roommate, who can be either male or female, has a clean and tidy bed and computer desk, with many books and expensive electronic products on it, which shows that she comes from a very wealthy family. Even the T-shirts she wears are Italian designer brands.

Los was only wearing one set of clothes and canvas shoes, with a smartphone that was worth some money, and he checked in carrying a rustic backpack.

Jordan quickly reverted to her female persona, seemingly preferring the female identity in private.

She lay on her single bed opposite her, lifted her black sideburns and tucked them behind her earlobe, looking down at a book about fighting criminals.

The book's author is Professor Brinkhof, whose position at Gododkin University is second only to the university president.

Jordan, who looked like a young lady, lay on the bed reading a book while actually using her peripheral vision to observe her new roommate.

Los, of Chinese descent.

The modeling is good, the appearance is handsome, the figure is slender, the height is around 183 cm, and the temperament is calm and reserved like a science and engineering student.

His abilities are limited to enhancing and degrading non-combat items. He has virtually no personal fans online and is currently ranked 386th among students at the school.

Clearly, they are not contenders for entry into the Lighthouse Criminal Academy.

Jordan's thoughts drifted, and the tension that had been building within him eased slightly.

At Gododkin University, students are not only classmates, but also their most direct competitors.

After all, only five graduating students from the entire school can sign contracts with the government each year, and the number of those who have a chance to join the Super Seven is extremely limited in the school's history. It depends on their strength and talent.

Jordan secretly breathed a sigh of relief at Los's near-bottom ranking and developed a good impression of Los.

It was the start of the school year, and also the season of spring. The men and women walking in pairs down the hallway exuded a strong sense of hormones.

Jordan suddenly closed his book: "Loss, as roommates who will be living together for three years, why don't we get to know each other a little beforehand?"

"Okay, how do we get to know each other?"

Los casually agreed, assuming it was about drinking or having a meal together, since he didn't have any money.

Unexpectedly, her female roommate across from her gently bit her luscious lips, reached out and patted her bed, her small hand touching the collar of her slender neck, her fingers sliding down from her breasts to the point where her legs were crossed.

"Want to come up?"

She made the suggestion in a very calm tone, as if inviting someone to play a two-player game.

Los almost couldn't adapt.

Are college students these days so open-minded? They invite each other to have close interaction as soon as they meet, even though this is America!

certainly.

He had to admit that the other person was a great roommate; their loyalty was unquestionable.

At that moment, two low, hoarse laughs faintly echoed from the depths of the soul.

Los cursed inwardly, "These two disrespectful old ghosts!"

Jordan explained, "I'm not a casual person. I just think that since we're going to live together in the future, and you're quite good-looking, it's fine if we each get what we want."

She looked at the unmoved Ross and raised an eyebrow slightly: "Are you gay? Or rather, am I, as a woman, not your type?"

"neither."

Los was just afraid of being overworked, so he said tactfully, "I've been rushing to catch a flight all day, I'm too tired."

Even if rejected.

Jordan remained expressionless, casually shrugged, and easily changed the subject:

"Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she could clearly sense Los's eagerness and anticipation: "Okay! I'm ready, shall we go to the restaurant now?"

Looking at Los, who was in high spirits and showed no signs of fatigue.

This inevitably made Jordan wonder if she herself lacked feminine charm.

Ten minutes later.

A corner of the dining hall at Gododkin University.

At the dinner table, Jordan watched as Los, who was sitting across from him, devoured his steak and hamburger, and suddenly understood.

Okay, this guy is probably just poor.

She immediately and generously said, "Loss, I'll pay for your meals at school from now on."

Los was struggling with his medium-rare steak with a fork when he heard his roommate's generous words and was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

There are still good people and true heroes in America. Where can you find a roommate like that?

Los swallowed the meat in his mouth, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and quickly replied:

"I'll pay you back when I have the money."

"Okay, no problem."

Jordan nodded calmly, swirled the wine in his glass to let it breathe, took a small sip, and didn't dwell on the issue too much.

After finishing dinner, the two returned to their dormitory.

Unexpectedly, as I passed the school playground, a sarcastic remark suddenly came from behind me:

"Hey girl, you've found a boyfriend so quickly?"

Jordan frowned, and Los turned around to look. He saw a tall, muscular white young man, with several shirtless students in sports uniforms standing behind him.

The other man had a mocking expression, his muscular hands in his pockets, and his gaze shifted from Jordan to Los standing to the side.

"You might as well come to me; I might be able to satisfy you better."

"Rufus, are you looking for death?"

Jordan's already poker face was full of indifference as he clenched his fists in a warning.

"Come on, let me see if your strength is worthy of being ranked 21st in the school!"

Rufus beckoned with his finger, unimpressed.

Jordan, unable to contain his anger, was trying to tell Los, who possessed non-combat abilities, to stay away.

Unexpectedly, Los took a step forward and held a pen he carried on his body in his right palm like a dagger.

006 Standoff, School Rankings

Los applied an enhancement to the pen in his hand.

The sharp nib of the pen, its cap removed, gleamed coldly in the night, pointing at Rufus and the others.

After talking with Jordan at dinner, Los gained a better understanding of Godotkin University.

In today's superhuman schools, the savage law of the jungle prevails, so Rufus's appropriate bullying even has the tacit approval of the school.

Just like raising Gu, a high-pressure competitive environment can quickly eliminate the weak, and Godotkin University's least important requirement for outstanding graduates is morality.

The school doesn't train heroes, it trains powerful superhumans!

Therefore, on this first day of school, Los would not back down no matter what.

If you quit, the whole school will look down on you.

He dares to confront even his own countrymen, let alone these so-called school bullies.

What can a pen do?

Rufus and the one-star monster behind him

Despite his laughter, Rufus could sense that Los was serious.

His dark eyes were sharp as an eagle's, showing no fear whatsoever, as if he would really fight you to the death once the fight started.

Who is this guy? I've never seen him in the top 100 of the school rankings!

Rufus couldn't help feeling a little annoyed; he had only intended to bully the weakling.

Just as the two sides were about to clash, a beautiful figure appeared on the playground.

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