The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Inside the principal's office.

The air conditioning was at a comfortable temperature, and a light fragrance filled the air.

Liu Zhenguo personally busied himself, serving tea and water, and even took out his treasured imported cookies, filling the entire tea table.

"Gu Xu, try this tea. It's something I'm reluctant to drink; it's very good for restoring mental strength."

Liu Zhenguo rubbed his hands together, sat on the small stool opposite Gu Xu, and smiled broadly.

"Thank you, Principal."

Gu Xu picked up the teacup and took a sip. It was truly fragrant and delicious, and a warm current flowed down his throat.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Liu Zhenguo looked at Gu Xu, his smile fading and his expression becoming serious.

"Gu Xu, I have a general understanding of your situation."

He carefully considered his words, seemingly searching for the most accurate way to express himself.

"Your profession, and your... summoning companion, their strength and potential have far exceeded the limits that our school, or even Apocalypse City, can bear."

Gu Xu nodded; he was aware of this himself.

"Therefore, there are some things I have to report to my superiors."

Liu Zhenguo pointed to an old-fashioned red telephone on the table, his tone serious: "This is a direct line to the highest levels of the Empire. As the principal, I have special authority to report directly to the top leadership when I discover any major strategic talents."

"This is not only for your future, but also for your safety."

"If your talent were to be revealed, it would inevitably attract the covetous eyes of countless forces, and even assassination attempts by alien races. Only the nation, only the imperial authorities, can provide you with the most comprehensive protection."

At this point, Liu Zhenguo paused, looking at Gu Xu with sincere eyes: "Of course, this requires your consent."

Gu Xu smiled.

He put down his teacup, leaned back on the sofa, and relaxed.

"Principal, now that I've shown it to you, it's clear I intend to take this step."

He understands the principle of "it's good to have a big tree to lean on for shade".

If you want to be superior to others, you should be the one who sets the rules.

Then you need to stand on the highest platform.

"Good! Well done! I knew you'd be so perceptive!"

Liu Zhenguo was overjoyed and slapped his thigh.

Without further hesitation, he grabbed the red telephone and dialed the number he knew by heart.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

After a few busy tones, the call was connected.

A steady, cold, and emotionless mechanical synthesized voice came from the other end.

"This is Imperial Line. Please enter your identification code."

Liu Zhenguo straightened his back and recited a series of complicated numbers.

"Identity confirmed: Liu Zhenguo, Principal of Tianqi City No. 3 High School. Please state the contents of your report."

Liu Zhenguo glanced at Gu Xu, who was leisurely drinking tea, and nervously spoke up:

"I'm reporting that at Tianqi No. 3 Middle School, we've discovered a Mythical-level professional who is suspected... no, confirmed to be above SSS-level!"

Job Title: Not yet known!

"Initial level: Level 1."

"Core Ability: Possesses conceptual-level rule power, and has companion summons that are immune to all damage, can resurrect infinitely, and can forcibly weaken auras."

"Based on preliminary assessment, this student possesses strategic value capable of independently suppressing high-risk instances and even altering the course of local conflicts!"

"Requesting immediate contact with the Imperial high command!"

On the other end of the phone, the previously indifferent, mechanical voice seemed to pause for a moment.

Immediately afterwards...

A rapid clatter of keyboard clicks and a cacophony of voices could be faintly heard.

Only five seconds passed.

The voice on the other end of the phone changed.

It was no longer a mechanical voice, but a middle-aged man's voice filled with authority and urgency.

"Principal Liu Zhenguo! Are you sure you just said 'conceptual level' and 'infinite resurrection'? Do you know the consequences of falsely reporting information of this level?"

"I swear on my life! Every word is true!"

Liu Zhenguo shouted loudly.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Okay! Stay where you are! Don't let anyone approach the student! Level one alert!"

"The backup team is on their way!"

With a "click," the phone was disconnected.

Liu Zhenguo let out a long sigh of relief, put down the microphone, and felt that his back was completely soaked with sweat.

He looked at Gu Xu and gave a relieved smile.

"All done."

……

Shenxia Empire, Imperial Capital, Longjing!

This colossal city, a steel jungle, is the heart of the Sheikh Empire.

And in the very heart of the capital.

A towering black building stands tall, reaching into the clouds—the Empire State Building.

This is the power center of the Shenxia Empire.

At this moment, in a communications room on the 48th floor of the Empire State Building.

Li Wen, dressed in a black uniform with a badge reading "Strategic Department First-Class Intelligence Officer" on his chest.

He is still in the position of hanging up the phone.

To be honest, that phone call just now... that report from the principal of a primary school in Tianqi City, completely blew him away.

"Conceptual level..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.

As a first-class intelligence officer of the Imperial Intelligence Department.

He has seen at least eight thousand, if not ten thousand, files on geniuses.

He had personally handled files on S-class, SS-class, and even the rare SSS-class files that were hard to come by in a few years.

Those geniuses are indeed incredibly talented and amazing.

But no report has ever been as good as this one.

It made him feel that this was outrageous.

You should know that the conceptual level is the realm of gods.

It is the embodiment of rules.

In this data-driven world, levels can be increased, equipment can be farmed, and skill books can be bought.

The rules are the only immovable ironclad laws.

Because rules are something that only a ninth-tier advanced job changer, or even a tenth-tier job changer, can possess.

And now, a boy who has just turned eighteen and has just awakened and changed jobs has actually mastered the rules?

"Immune to all damage...infinite resurrection...forced weakening..."

Li Wen recalled Liu Zhenguo's report over the phone and felt a sense of urgency.

He knew Liu Zhenguo; he was a notoriously old-fashioned person.

It's remarkable that he could report in such a tone, as if he were guaranteeing the outcome with the lives of his enemies.

This is absolutely true!

Moreover, this is a big deal.

This is no longer the discovery of an ordinary genius.

This is a nuclear bomb that could change the fate of the empire for the next hundred years!

Li Wen didn't dare to delay. He grabbed the tablet on the table and started typing rapidly.

Enter the briefing you just recorded into the system.

After finishing his work, he took his tablet and pushed open the door to the communications room.

Head towards the large conference room at the end of the corridor.

There, the leaders of the empire's top powers were gathered.

Today is the annual "Awakening Day".

Tens of millions of school-age students in thousands of cities across the empire are changing jobs today.

The principals of the Empire's five top universities compete for the emerging S-level or even higher-level geniuses.

Representatives from various universities and colleges are gathered here at this moment.

At this time of year, the conference room would be filled with heated debate as people vied for positions.

These usually respected bigwigs could beat a dog's brain out.

And today...

Li Wen not only didn't see this as troublesome, but instead felt it was fate.

Since everyone's here, things are much easier.

However, this piece of meat is too big and too fat. I'm afraid these old guys will fight each other over this genius today.

……

Empire State Building, Strategic Conference Room One.

The gate shut out all outside sounds.

But as soon as you open the door, the noise inside is a hundred times louder than a vegetable market.

This is hardly a high-level meeting.

This is clearly a group of bandits dividing up the loot!

Beside the enormous holographic round table sat seven or eight imposing elderly men.

Some were dressed casually; some were in suits; some were draped in robes, their outfits brimming with different elements.

Others were dressed in simple cloth.

Around the round table, dozens of virtual projection screens were floating.

That was a remote connection between top university leaders from various regions.

At this moment, these bigwigs who control the empire's education...

He was pointing and gesturing wildly at several documents on the holographic screen, his face red and neck bulging.

"Bang!"

A large, fan-like hand slammed down on the table, making the teacup in front of it jump.

"We want this kid named Zhang Yide!"

The speaker was a burly old man with a full beard.

His eyes were like copper bells, and his voice was like a booming bell.

He is Lei Batian, the dean of the Imperial War Academy.

As his name suggests, he has a fiery temper and is extremely domineering.

"I'm putting this out there! This kid has awakened an S-rank [Berserker's Heart], he was born for the battlefield!"

"Anyone who dares to try and take it from me, I'll go block their door right now!"

Lei Batian pointed at the student's information on the screen and spat all over the old man's face.

Sitting opposite him was an elderly man dressed in an exquisite white robe, his hair neatly combed.

He is Murong Yun, the dean of the Imperial Elemental Mage Academy.

Murong Yun wiped the spittle off his face with disgust, slowly picked up his teacup, took a sip, and sneered, "Rude! Truly rude!"

"Lei Manzi, are you getting senile? This kid may be a warrior, but his secondary attribute affinity shows that he has an extremely high sensitivity to fire elements!"

"What does this prove? It proves he's perfectly capable of becoming a magic swordsman! To go to your War Academy and become a brute who only knows how to hack and slash with an axe? That's a waste of his talent!"

"Our mage academy is willing to offer double the scholarship amount, plus a set of epic-level enchanted equipment!"

"Bullshit!"

Lei Batian immediately exploded, rolling up his sleeves and preparing to climb onto the table: "A magic swordsman? What's the use of that kind of weird and wonderful thing?"

"A real man fights with fists! Old man Murong, you want a fight, don't you?"

"Fine, let's fight. Are you scared of me?"

The staff in Murong Yun's hand shimmered with a faint light, showing no sign of weakness.