"Excellent! This is amazing!"
Principal Wang Daochuan couldn't help but leap to his feet with excitement. "Two students with double S-level abilities! We're going to get double the bonus this year! Hahahaha!"
His face was red with glee as he looked toward the sky, hands on his round belly as he laughed heartily.
"As expected of Yan Yue, she never disappoints," one of the instructors said with a proud smile.
The other teachers all wore relieved expressions. Even though Smith had previously awakened a "useless" pair of double S-level powers, Yan Yue's awakening had completely turned the mood around.
Unlike Smith, Yan Yue's powers were both powerful and practical—Holy and Water attributes, an overwhelmingly strong combination.
Her presence was enough to overshadow Smith's so-called embarrassment.
Now they could proudly announce to the outside world that two students had awakened double S-level powers. As long as they focused the spotlight on Yan Yue, no one would care about the other one.
Perfect.
"Now this is what a true double S-level looks like!"
"Yan Yue is incredible. Beautiful and powerful. I wonder if I could become her boyfriend…"
"Are you serious? Don't be ridiculous."
"Hey, can't a guy dream?"
As the crowd gossiped, Yan Yue gracefully descended from the stage. Despite awakening two of the rarest powers, her expression remained calm and composed.
"Congratulations, Yan Yue," the invigilator said with a warm smile.
"Thank you," she replied politely, her voice soft yet confident.
She returned to her place quietly, not basking in the applause or trying to stand out.
---
The awakening ceremony continued, but the mood had clearly shifted. No one after Yan Yue managed to awaken powers beyond B-level.
Compared to the dazzling brilliance of the Holy and Water attributes, anything that came afterward seemed dim and unimpressive.
The ceremony wrapped up smoothly.
Now came the next step—class division.
Awakening superpowers was only the beginning. Students would now be sorted into specialized classes based on the type and level of their abilities.
There were several class categories: Combat, Auxiliary, Control, and others. Every student would be placed where they could develop their powers most effectively.
"C-level, Water System," a teacher called out. "You can go to either the Combat Class or Auxiliary Class. Which do you choose?"
"Combat, of course!" the student replied proudly. "Who wants to be stuck in support?!"
"Very well. Combat Class 1. Next."
"I'm E-level, Wind Type."
"Elemental Team 6. Next."
"B-level, Puppetry."
"Special Class 1. Next."
Each ability had its own placement path, and the more powerful the ability, the higher the class quality. The weaker students were generally placed in lower-tier classes, or the less desirable ones—like the Auxiliary Class.
Finally, it was Smith's turn.
Before he could say anything, the class assignment teacher glanced at his records and announced without hesitation:
"Double S-level—Wood Element and Spirit Eye. You're assigned to Auxiliary Class 1."
"Thank you, teacher," Smith replied politely and left.
He had already guessed this outcome. With both of his powers being classified as support-type, it was only natural that he'd end up in the Auxiliary Class.
At least, he told himself, it was Auxiliary Class 1—which should be the best among the support classes.
He comforted himself with that thought.
But as soon as he arrived at the class area, he realized he had been too optimistic.
The reason he had been sent to Auxiliary Class 1 was not because of his talents.
It was because—there was only one Auxiliary Class.
Including Smith, only eight students had been placed there.
Everyone else had been forced into the class.
One of the students, a D-level Water Type, clearly wanted to join the combat division. But because of his low rank and the overflow in the combat classes, he was pushed into support.
Others had low-ranking special abilities like minor illusions, object control, or plant manipulation. One student with a C-level Wood ability was also placed here.
All of them wore defeated expressions, shoulders slumped in resignation.
They hadn't chosen this path.
They had been discarded.
Being in the Auxiliary Class was a quiet declaration: Your future potential is limited.
---
More students were placed into their classes. Occasionally, someone else joined the Auxiliary Class, wearing the same miserable look as the others.
Smith noticed each one approaching him with downcast eyes. He knew what they were thinking. They all thought they were failures.
But then something unexpected happened.
Only one student remained without an assignment: Yan Yue.
The star of the entire ceremony.
The most talented awakening in school history.
The question on everyone's mind was simple: Which class would she choose?
"If she joins our class," someone whispered excitedly, "I'll die of happiness!"
All eyes focused on her.
A tall female teacher with round glasses and a cold expression stepped forward. This was Sun Shuyu, Dean of Academic Affairs. She was a fourth-tier psychic with dual B-level Wind and Water abilities.
"Yan Yue, your awakened powers are currently the highest recorded in school. You are free to choose any class."
She adjusted her glasses and added, "Alternatively, you may choose to become the principal's personal student. He would teach you directly."
"Hmm?" Principal Wang Daochuan, who had been daydreaming, suddenly blinked. "Wait—do I even have that role?"
"These are the college regulations," Sun Shuyu replied flatly, not even looking at him.
"Oh, right, right…" the principal mumbled, unsure if he understood.
Yan Yue didn't answer right away.
Instead, she gazed at the neatly organized class areas below the stage.
Dozens of students, divided by rank and specialty.
Finally, her eyes stopped at the corner, where the Auxiliary Class students stood.
Then, to everyone's shock, she said clearly:
"I'll join the Auxiliary Class."
A stunned silence fell across the hall.
Had they heard that correctly?
Yan Yue… the most powerful student in school history… was choosing support?
Sun Shuyu couldn't believe it. "Student Yan Yue, are you certain?"
"Yes," Yan Yue said again, her voice calm and firm. "I wish to join the Auxiliary Class."
Everyone stared.
She continued, "I know that many people look down on the support division. They believe it's weak. That the students there are inferior."
Her voice was soft but unwavering.
"But I don't believe in judging powers as good or bad. Every ability has its value. The Auxiliary Class may seem insignificant now, but I believe it has potential."
"I want to change how people see it."
Her words weren't particularly loud or dramatic.
But somehow, they echoed in every corner of the hall.
They carried a quiet strength.
A conviction that moved people.
"As expected of the goddess…"
"She's not just beautiful—she's wise too."
"She's shining like a beacon of hope…"
Tears filled some eyes. Dozens of students who had written off their futures suddenly stood straighter.
Among them, the Auxiliary Class students were the most shaken.
They had entered the class in despair.
Now, they felt… hope.
To be in the same class as Yan Yue?
That changed everything.
"I don't care if I'm in support anymore! As long as I'm with the goddess, life is beautiful!"
Smith looked around, watching the wild reactions.
He let out a sigh.
People really are treated differently…
When he was sent to the Auxiliary Class, he was mocked as trash.
Now that Yan Yue joined, the same class had suddenly become holy ground.
The contrast was too obvious.
But Smith didn't complain.
He smiled faintly to himself.
Let them talk.
He had Sharingan. He had Wood Release. He had the system.
One day, they would know that the so-called "support class" was destined to shake the world.
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