While I'm at the martial arts academy, my wife is cultivating while I enjoy life.

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"Freshmen who are 18 years of age or older must be successfully matched before they can be assigned to a dormitory. There is no room left for single people in the empire."

"If you don't have children, and she doesn't have children, am I supposed to have them?"

The discipline director patted her 68-year-old chest and swept her imposing gaze across the 100,000 students on the playground.

"But there's one holdout among the new students; three days into the semester, he still hasn't logged into the matching system."

"Who is Yang Wei? Get up here."

The 100,000 new students remained motionless, looking at each other in bewilderment. Who would be foolish enough to choose such a name?

The discipline master glanced at the notebook and cleared his throat.

"Ahem... Yang Ding, a freshman majoring in sow postpartum care at the College of Engineering and Agriculture, come up here."

Hiding in the very back corner, Yang Ding walked for a full ten minutes, passing the Superpower Academy formation and then the Martial Arts Academy formation, all under the watchful eyes of the students, before finally reaching the podium.

Five thousand instructors sat on the platform, silently watching this extraordinary talent.

Yang Ding was the first man who wasn't proactive about getting married after the Great Catastrophe.

He doesn't even want free female college students, what does he want?

"Why aren't you paired up?" the discipline director asked sternly.

Yang Ding stood tall and spoke in a loud voice, "I am not an Awakened One, I am of low status, my future is bleak, and I cannot satisfy my wife and children, Director."

"You don't need to have a promising future. The system will match you with a wife of the same social class, and you will be taken care of by a maternity and children's hospital after giving birth."

"I just want to work hard and take good care of the sows, Director."

"Taking care of the sow won't affect your childbirth, A-Ding!"

The discipline director, unaware of what he was gesturing at, pointed to the instructors' bench behind him and whispered:

"I'm giving you a choice: either log in to the system now to get matched, or go with your counselor. He's the best at castrating pigs."

Yang Ding glanced back and saw the counselor with a full beard playing with a gleaming scalpel, a wicked smile on his face.

He wanted to remain single because he had a dislike for marriage before he transmigrated; women were just too difficult creatures to deal with.

Pointing all five fingers at her husband, she cried, "I want it, I want it..."

Having arrived in this apocalyptic world, Yang Ding only wanted to lie down in the pig farm and waste his life.

Who knows when the next catastrophe will come? What marriages or babies will humanity have? What hope is there for them?

But starting out as a eunuch is a bit much.

"Director, I will log into the system to pair up today."

The discipline director, with a smug look on his face, shouted to the 100,000 students below the stage: "Yang Ding has violated school rules and must be punished."

"They'll be paired up in front of everyone, under the supervision of 100,000 teachers and students. If they can't have a child, we'll call him Yang Wei, mock him, and disgust him."

That old woman is so damn wicked, Yang Ding wished he could kick her off the building.

The single women in the audience lit up when they heard that another man had been paired up.

This year's freshmen from the three academies total 30340: 4000 from the Martial Arts Academy and 3500 from the Supernatural Abilities Academy.

The College of Engineering and Agriculture had the most new students, with 22840 students in total, including 6852 males and 15988 females.

Normally, Yang Ding would be in the largest pairing pool at the bottom.

The first forced pairing is usually monogamous, to get used to married life first, and then each person has to rely on their own abilities.

Men with good career prospects can marry multiple wives, while those without such prospects can simply serve one wife well and have several children.

Therefore, there are as many as 9136 girls waiting to be paired with Yang Ding.

The pretty girls naturally wouldn't be interested in him; they wanted to climb higher, to seduce awakened male students and become their concubines.

But 99% of them are ordinary girls. A man who can take care of a sow must be meticulous and considerate, and helping to take care of the family would be a good choice.

Yang Ding turned around and looked at the huge screen on the podium.

"Facial recognition successful..."

"Yang Ding, male, 18 years old, with no relatives or connections and no special talents, is a freshman majoring in sow postpartum care at the College of Engineering and Agriculture."

"Let's begin pairing up..."

"System pairing successful!"

A high-definition photo pops up, showing a girl with ear-length curly hair, exquisite and beautiful features, and a black leather outfit that perfectly showcases her stunning figure, while leather boots perfectly highlight her long legs.

She held the seven-foot-long Soul-Severing Spear in her right hand, the spearhead still bearing a trace of blood, exuding a chilling aura; she could only be described as heroic and valiant.

The 100,000 students in the audience gasped in surprise.

"They must have paired it wrong!"

"That's impossible!"

"It's definitely a system bug."

Jealousy, envy, hatred, doubt, resentment—a hundred thousand emotions intertwined.

Even the discipline master thought he was seeing things and quickly rubbed his old eyes.

"Ye Rou, female, 18 years old, an orphan after the war, lives with her older sister. She is a genius martial artist in the Imperial Junior Class, with a cultivation level of the fifth grade mid-level. She is currently a close combat instructor at the Martial Arts Academy of Jiangling University."

"Marital relationship registration successful..."

"Congratulations to you both! May you have many children and be blessed. Please contact your workplace to arrange dormitory accommodation according to your rank."

Then, a live feed of the couple appeared on the big screen.

Yang Ding was completely dumbfounded. He didn't even know who Ye Rou was, so how could the College of Workers and Peasants be assigned to the College of Martial Arts?

In the picture, Ye Rou is wearing a refreshing tracksuit, with her legs crossed and her head tilted to one side as she sleeps soundly on the instructor's seat.

Her best friend Fang Jing, who was standing next to her, tried to wake her up but to no avail, so she resorted to dirty tricks and pinched her thigh hard.

Ye Rou suddenly woke up, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth, and looked around.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Do you want to fight?"

"Go back and fight your husband," Fang Jing whispered.

"Where did I get a husband?"

"Here you go!"

Ye Rou glanced at the big screen and immediately woke up in fright. She stood up and yelled at the discipline director, "Who is Yang Ding? What's going on?"

The discipline master shrugged and said, "I don't know either."

Ye Rou instantly flew into a rage, pulled the stainless steel chair out of the concrete, and smashed it against the large screen, which landed right on Yang Ding's head.

Then, under the watchful eyes of more than 100,000 teachers and students, she leaped into the air a hundred meters high and disappeared behind the building.

Yang Ding asked tremblingly, "Director, this woman isn't my type. Can we pair her with someone who raises pigs?"

"You can't untie the bond after registering your marriage. Take your luggage and wait downstairs at the instructors' dormitory. She must have gone to the principal to cause trouble. I'll go and calm her down."

In the principal's office, Ye Rou's eyes were red with emotion.

"The Empire stipulates that students in the gifted youth program who reach the fifth rank of cultivation before the age of eighteen can choose their own marriage time and partner. How did I end up in the matching system?"

The 80-year-old white-bearded principal, wearing reading glasses, replied solemnly:

"I just called the higher-ups and found out that a hunting party at the Northern Wall was attacked and five young warriors were killed. From today onwards, all young students must get married and have children before they can enlist, so that the genes of genius can be passed on."

"What about my sister?" Ye Rou asked nervously.

"Your sister isn't on the casualty list, she should be fine."

"Well... well, you can't possibly assign me an ordinary person to take care of a sow, can you?"

"I transferred him to the maternal and infant care major."

"What's the difference?" Ye Rou slammed her hand on the table and shouted.

"You can take care of the children in the future. This Yang Ding is definitely a defective gene selected by the system, so it won't interfere with the inheritance of your talent genes."

"Can I enlist after I give birth?" Ye Rou asked.

"That's right, have three."

"What, three?"

Ye Rou got angry again. Even with good genes, you can't just ruin things like this.

"With a mother at the fifth-grade cultivation level and nourished by powerful true qi, the baby can be born in six months. Even three babies would only take a year and a half. If they were triplets, it would be done in six months."

"They really think I'm a sow."

"Instructor Ye, let's go back to the bridal chamber. You'll get pregnant in the blink of an eye, and give birth in the blink of an eye. It's not as difficult as you think."

"I have two conditions."

"Speak."

"First, after I give birth to three children, I want a divorce from him, and the children will stay with me. You should apply to the higher-ups in the Empire. Second, this is very unfair to him. As compensation, transfer Yang Ding to the Martial Arts Academy."

"He hasn't even awakened his powers yet, what's the point of him going to the martial arts academy?"

"I channel my inner energy into him, and I buy him cultivation resources. Even if his aptitude is poor, he still has a better future than a sow being cared for."

The principal hesitated for three seconds. "He has to pass the freshmen's monthly exam."

It's a deal.

After Ye Rou left, the head of discipline came in and asked, "Principal, can I apply for a divorce after having three children?"

The principal revealed a sly smile, "By the time she has given birth to three, I will have retired."

"Why did the system match Ye Rou with an ordinary person? My grandson has had his eye on her for a long time."

The principal shrugged. "I don't know either. Luckily, my grandson has his eye on her older sister."