Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 172: Material Fusion (Part 2)

Chapter 172: Material Fusion (Part 2)

Abruptly, the group snapped out of their trance; and most of them had been thoroughly fascinated.

Glancing at the fusion materials that Amalia had created, many student silently assumed problems would arise after a while.

Just then, Professor Frans picked up the fusion material, and his expression growing increasingly serious.

It seemed like he was about to explode.

Many student had anticipated this moment, but suddenly, the unexpected scene was happened.

"Not bad! Absent but still knowledgeable about these unconventional subjects. Even knows how to solve the issues. You doesn’t seem like someone with poor talent. So why you absence earlier? I’m tired with the presumptuous of your so-called geniuses who dare skip my class every day! Wasting your talent is really shameful. If you dare skip again, then forget about the credits for this course," Professor Frans declared.

If the earlier part felt refreshing like a spring breeze, the latter felt like a bleak, and colorless winter world.

Being picked on for no reason, Amalia frowned, "Can’t I ask for leave? What if I have an emergency?"

"Leave is fine, but you’ll need a convincing reason," Professor Frans then gesturing for her to return to her seat.

Helpless, Amalia complied and returned to her seat.

Professor Frans’s sharp gaze scanned the faces of the students, "Do you feeling clueless and thinking you look like idiots who doesn’t understand anything?"

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone huddled in their seats, and afraid to utter a word.

At this moment, speaking up meant trouble.

"Professor, didn’t you mention in class before that the Duranmire Stone is highly exclusive and doesn’t fuse easily?" ask someone in the back seat.

The students in the front turned their head to see who had the courage to ask the question, only to find it was Javier Weiss who standing up.

It took a moment for them to remember who he was.

He was the one rumored to have been injured and hadn’t attended classes.

They wondered if his brain is also damaged.

In fact, it wasn’t that Javier Weiss lacked common sense; it was more about an additional nerve—a nerve for love.

When Grace Rodriguez’s asking him, his protective instinct as a boyfriend immediately surged.

Coupled with an existing grudge against Amalia, he directly stand up and asking thr question without much thought.

Professor Frans glanced at him, recalling his previous absences several times due to injury, he seemingly satisfied and nodded, "Very good, it seems like you haven’t forgotten what I taught."

Seeing Professor Frans’s smile, Javier Weiss’s pride emerged on his face.

But Professor Frans’s expression quickly turned stern, "Everyone, take a good look. This is an arrogant fool, even more foolish than those who think they’re geniuses and yet refuse to learn. Incapable of adaptability, believing everything a mentor says without thinking, why even practice artifact refining then? Yoy might as well go back home and do farm!"

Javier Weiss’s face was turned red, the pride on his face were shattered, and he couldn’t even pick up the pieces.

Grace Rodriguez also felt extremely embarrassed, and covering the side of her face with one hand.

After berating Javier Weiss, Professor Frans ignored him and began explaining how Amalia managed to succeed using the Duranmire Stone.

In reality, the main material that he has been prepared couldn’t be fused and it would required the addition of sandstone to stabilizing it.

It was intentionally a tricky test.

Javier Weiss had never experienced such humiliation before and felt extremely aggrieved, his eyes reddened with anger.

"Don’t be angry, Professor Frans is always like this. You’ve been in his class for a semester; the real disgusting one is Amalia. If not for her, you wouldn’t have been scolded. Last time on the plane was one thing, but now it’s adding insult to injury. We definitely can’t let her get away with it!" Grace Rodriguez started by consoling Javier Weiss and then provoking him, while whispering on his ear softly.

Javier Weiss didn’t feel it was wrong.

He then asked angrily, "Yes, it’s because of her, but how can we retaliate?"

He had always been afraid of Amalia.

Luis Weiss also said that he couldn’t defeat the man who was with Amalia that day; otherwise, they wouldn’t have to waited until now, and using the injury as an excuse.

Later, he heard that Amalia had defeated Sebastian Caceres from class 1 and Yannis Yoder from class 2—the latter being from the yoder family, which made his courage shrink even further.

"As long as you listen to me, I guarantee we’ll get our revenge," Grace Rodriguez smiled.

"Okay, I’ll follow your lead, as long as we can take revenge for what happened on the plane," Javier Weiss still felt a twinge in his ankle every time he saw Amalia, despite the injury is having healed.

Luis Weiss said it was psychological trauma; he’d only overcome it if Amalia died or he conquered this mental barrier.

Under the hidden motives of everyone, the class came to an end.

Amalia didn’t thank the girl who had giving her a hint or approaching her.

It was for her own good.

She had made numerous enemies at school, and she didn’t rule out the possibility of their anger would be directed towards her.

Furthermore, even if the girl didn’t remind her, she would have eventually figured out what the test was about.

Nevertheless, the girl had good intentions, and she didn’t dwell on it.

As she turned around to leave the classroom, the smiling girl who expecting Amalia would come to thank her was frozen.

"Your kindness is taken for granted. Sh.e doesn’t remember your good intentions at all," her desk mate patted her shoulder when she had witnessed the situation.

"I don’t think she gets along well with classmates. Maybe she naturally has a cold demeanor. It’s okay," the girl quickly showed a relieved expression.

The desk mate shook their head, "Trying to excuse someone who doesn’t appreciate your kindness, you really stupid."