Chapter 6: The Girl Who Outsmarted the System

After Alia rested at home for a few days, Elena helped her wash the school uniform of the Interstellar United Academy and let Alia go back to school.

Standing in front of the holographic fitting mirror, Alia changed into the school uniform, arranged the energy badge on the collar, and tied up her long hair with the energy hair band in her mouth.

The girl's delicate and fair face was indifferent, and her body proportions were perfect. She was definitely a goddess of the Interstellar Academy.

"Alia, mom told you a long time ago that if you have normal vision, don't always learn to wear energy goggles like others! This bangs is lifted up, and it looks more energetic! My daughter is beautiful!"

Elena praised Alia when she saw her walk out of the room.

Alia picked up the interstellar schoolbag and handed over an energy note with her contact number on it, "I'm going to school. If you have an emergency, call this number."

"What's this number...?"

"My class teacher's."

Alia blinked innocently and lied seriously, "She just changed her number."

Alia couldn't say that she got her "protection fee" back from the interstellar gangsters, so she had the money to buy herself a new interstellar communicator, right?

"Oh oh."

Elena nodded, "What can happen to mom! You study hard and strive to get good grades in the interstellar academic assessment, and mom will be very happy."

Alia smiled, "I will. I'm going out."

As a key institution in the interstellar metropolis, the Interstellar United Academy has top-notch teachers and scientific research resources. Even if the classes are divided into grades, the level of the worst class is much higher than that of ordinary interstellar academies.

It seems that in the game setting, her original identity had good grades in the interstellar range before entering the academy.

Maybe it was because I couldn't keep up with the academic progress of the frontier of interstellar that my grades got worse and worse.

My original identity was in Class F, where parents spent a lot of money to send their children to school, and most of the students in the class were school-choice students.

The class was often in chaos.

They were all little ancestors who were not easy to mess with.

The head teacher Lucy was a new teacher who was assigned to take over the hot potato of Class F as soon as she graduated.

At this moment, the young female teacher was standing at the back door of the classroom, with a stern face and raised her voice: "What are you arguing about so early in the morning? Why don't you start studying?"

"Study--"

Lucy caught the boys in the back row, "What time is it? How long have you been in the classroom? Haven't you taken your textbooks out of the drawer yet?"

"Are you still students in the graduating class?"

"Look at the countdown on the blackboard. There are only a few days left in your interstellar college life!"

"When the time comes, if you want me to urge you to study, we will become strangers when we meet. If you want the teacher to manage you, the teacher will be too lazy to pay attention!"

Lucy knocked on their desks, "Don't dawdle, take out the textbooks--"

"Okay, Teacher Lucy..."

The boys smiled perfunctorily and slowly took out the textbooks from the table belly, "Teacher Lucy, take care. We are going to start studying. We are nervous when you are next to us."

"..."

Lucy glared at them with disappointment, took the teaching chip, and walked forward along the narrow desk aisle.

Under Lucy's personal supervision, the sound of studying in Class F was sparse, revealing an extremely lazy tone.

Lucy walked from the back door to the corridor and saw Alia standing at the stairs, looking around.

"Alia?"

Lucy called her in confusion.

Hearing Lucy's voice, several gossiping boys at the back door curiously poked their heads out to look around.

But after seeing who was coming, they all muttered in unison, "Damn."

"A few days ago, a classmate in the class was infected with the interstellar virus. I went to the interstellar medical station to see her. I heard that her head was inexplicably attacked by someone."

"Did she get attacked in the head, or did she go to the interstellar plastic surgery center for transformation?"

"Was she so beautiful before? Why didn't I know? If I had found out earlier, I would have pursued her a long time ago."

...

Alia noticed the chattering in the class, but didn't listen carefully.

Lucy couldn't help but turn around and shouted into the classroom: "I told you to study, but you don't want to study, right? Then be quiet and study on your own!"

"..."

The boys in the class complained again.

Alia walked up to Lucy and greeted her politely: "Hello, teacher."

Lucy nodded and asked with concern: "Alia, are you feeling better?"

Lucy got a list of problem students from the head teacher who took over Class F last year, and Alia was at the top of the list of students who often leave early and skip classes.

It's only been a few days since the start of this semester, and she dared to skip classes so blatantly? Does she still want to participate in the interstellar academic assessment?

Lucy was very angry at first.

Fortunately, Lucy did not make a preconceived conclusion and called Alia's guardian, Elena.

Elena explained to Lucy that Alia had an accident and a head injury and needed to rest at home for a week or two.

Lucy submitted a sick leave application to the Academic Affairs Office of the Star Academy on behalf of Alia, and she would cancel the sick leave status when Alia came back.

"Yes."

Alia nodded, "Thank you for your concern, teacher."

Lucy instructed her: "The teacher asked for a long vacation for you before, but I didn't expect you to come back so soon. After class, go to the Academic Affairs Office to find Teacher Harris to cancel the leave."

Alia nodded, "I know."

"Then go in and go to class."

Lucy patted her shoulder and motioned Alia to enter the classroom.

Alia walked into the classroom and scanned the whole class.

The atmosphere in the class was weird and silent.

Alia casually asked a boy sitting at the back door, "Where is my seat...?"

"..."

The boy who was spoken to by the beautiful girl stared at Alia's face blankly, raised his hand and pointed in a direction with trembling hands.

Alia followed his trembling finger and saw the empty desk in the corner of the classroom. She walked over to pick up the textbook that fell under the table and saw the name on it - Alia.

Alia put down her schoolbag and sat down.

When Alia unzipped the black interstellar backpack, her movements paused for a moment. She communicated with Z-001 in her mind: Can't your novice gift pack be a little creative?

[But Miss, the novice gift packs of the game are all like this... Don't you like the new equipment I gave you? ]

Alia: "..."

If it is new equipment suitable for the game scene, it's okay to give school supplies in the novice gift pack. But... she doesn't like pink.

As soon as Z-001 noticed Alia's thoughts, his tone immediately softened.

[Miss, you don't like pink, so do you not like me too? ]

Alia: "..."

If you have a little self-knowledge, you should shut up.

She just wants to be a cool girl quietly and stay away from those "tea talk".

Alia's fair face was almost written with a sentence in bold capital letters - Get out of my world.

Z - 001: ? ? ?

[It's okay, it doesn't matter if the lady doesn't like me, I won't be sad. ]

Alia: "..." Whatever.

So, the boys in the back row watched the cold-faced girl take out a pink energy pencil case, interstellar notebook, energy pen, eraser from her schoolbag one by one...

"..."

They had never realized that Alia liked pink so much before!

So girls said no, but their bodies still honestly liked this girly pink?