The weakest profession? Please, it's just that you don't know how to use it.

"Chen Feng, I didn't expect you to trick me."

"What second-tier specialized college? They are obviously alumni."

After the freshman ceremony, Lei Ming, the president of the student union, found Chen Feng immediately.

He didn't expect Chen Feng to be a student of Shangjing College.

He didn't expect that he was the representative of this year's freshman.

But what shocked Lei Ming the most was that Chen Feng, a freshman, actually scored the highest score in the nine-day summer camp dungeon practice.

Moreover, he did it as a logistics profession.

Although Chen Feng was still a freshman, Lei Ming was full of respect for him.

He hurried over to say hello, and at the same time, he hunched over Chen Feng's back.

During the summer camp, he walked in a hurry. He was so busy that he had no time to thank him for his help.

Chen Feng was also a little surprised when he saw Lei Ming.

He didn't expect that the person he saved in the copy would be the president of the Student Union of Shangjing College.

Should it be fate or luck?

He himself didn't know.

The two chatted with their arms around each other.

Lei Ming began to explain some news about the college to Chen Feng, and at the same time began to promote the benefits of the Student Union.

For a talent like Chen Feng, even if it is an E-level profession, what does it matter?

He must be absorbed into the ranks of the Student Union.

Unfortunately, Chen Feng rejected Lei Ming's proposal on the grounds of academics.

"Chen Feng, if you have any problems in the future, just come to me. I will do my best to help you."

Lei Ming promised with a serious face.

He knew that he owed Chen Feng too much.

If it weren't for him, if it weren't for this rookie freshman in everyone's eyes, he would most likely be lying in a coffin now.

"Thank you then."

After thanking him, Chen Feng turned around and left with Jiang Chen and Gu Sisi.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Chen looked back curiously and said,"Old Chen, how did you know President Lei?"

Jiang Chen also found out today that Lei Ming was the president of the Student Union.

Chen Feng said casually,"It can be considered as saving his life."

""Pfft."

Jiang Chen almost laughed out loud,"Old Chen, please stop joking."

"President Lei is a LV15 warrior, and he has awakened to the SS-level profession [Thunder Swordsman]. Why does he need you to save him?"

Chen Feng rolled his eyes at him,"Jiang Chen, don't you want to join the student union?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Then don't question it."

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Chen Feng meant.

"Lao Chen! I was just joking. I never doubted you in my heart!"

"You will always be the best in my heart."

"By the way, remember to tell President Lei that I want to join the Discipline Inspection Department of the Student Union. I heard that it is full of girls."

"I knew it."

Not only Chen Feng, but even Gu Sisi showed a look of disgust.

At the same time.

In the freshman auditorium.

Ban Gaoming looked at Chen Feng's back with a puzzled look.

He murmured in a low voice:"What's going on? A freshman can make President Lei so polite."

"Are you kidding me? He is not a super rookie who has awakened an SSS-level profession. How can he do that?"

At this time, Lei Ming finished his work and came over.

"Ban Gaoming, what about what you told me before?"

"Someone is slandering our student union?"

Lei Ming takes this matter very seriously.

He has just taken over the position of president of the student union and cannot destroy this reputation.

Ban Gaoming hurriedly shook his head,"President, it's all a misunderstanding."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure."

You're kidding.

Chen Feng and President Lei are already arm in arm. If

I go and find fault with them now, wouldn't that be suicide?

Ban Gaoming was sure that if he wanted to be a student union officer for two more years, it would be best if he stayed away from Chen Feng.

He turned around and looked at Huang Xuanwen who was still working hard.

There was a trace of sadness in the corner of his eyes.

Ban Gaoming was sure that Huang Xuanwen's mental breakdown should be related to Chen Feng.

But......

"I'm sorry, Brother Huang. Chen Feng has the support of the president. I can't help you with this revenge."............

Shangjing College.

Founded more than 23 years ago.

Originally a 986 college in Shangjing City, it was swallowed by a strange wave of monsters during the first instance of the Secret Realm Frenzy.

Only one in ten teachers and students survived.

Later, in order to commemorate the college's contribution to the country's development, a new college was built on its abandoned site and named Shangjing College.

As one of the five colleges in Shangjing, Shangjing College has the same distinctive school-running characteristics as other colleges.

It is at the opposite end of the spectrum from Jizhan College.

One only accepts awakened combat professionals and does not set up auxiliary and logistics departments.

The other is to bring the three major professions together and train in one classroom and one class.

There are seven teaching buildings in the school.

They stand horizontally in three directions of the college to form an inverted triangle.

In the center of the 'inverted triangle' stands a 20-meter-high stone tablet.

The tablet is engraved with every teacher and student who has died in this college since the instance of the Secret Realm Frenzy.

A total of 3,216 people.

Chen Feng, Jiang Chen, and Gu Sisi, like most freshmen, stood under the stone tablet, looking at the densely packed names on it, feeling an indescribable feeling. Just as the words engraved on the stone tablet say - the history of mankind is the history of struggle. In this history, there is never a lack of sacrifice. The key is to see who remembers the names of the people who died.

"I saw that there was no square in the middle of the stone tablet.

A bald middle-aged man with a Mediterranean appearance and glasses came up to the three of them, looked up at the stone tablet and said in a serious tone:

"Why?"

Jiang Chen asked curiously.

The bald middle-aged man adjusted his glasses.

"That was the position that Principal Long Xiangping had left for himself. He always said that his name would appear on it sooner or later.

The bald man smiled with relief and said,"To be honest, I don't want to be in that position anyway.���Name engraved on it"

"Who would complain that they haven't lived enough, right?"

Chen Feng and the other two turned around and looked at him at the same time.

The middle-aged bald man smiled and stretched out his hand and said,"Chen Feng, Jiang Chen and Gu Sisi, right?"

"I am your counselor and teacher, He Chengren.

Please give me your guidance in the next four years."In this way, Chen Feng and the other two met their guide for the next four years under the memorial stone tablet.

He Chengren, at first glance, was a middle-aged man dressed in sloppy and tacky clothes.

There was a large bald spot on his forehead, and his Mediterranean hairstyle gave him a greasy feeling of a middle-aged man.

However, He Chengren spoke in a literary manner.

He seemed to be quite afraid of death.

He was holding an orange thermos cup in his hand, which was probably full of wolfberries.

But such an unreliable person was Chen Feng's counselor and teacher.

The fact that he could gain a foothold in Shangjing College further showed that this person was not simple.

At least Chen Feng thought so.

However, Chen Feng was very curious about He Chengren's teaching style.