Su Ling attended the Lower City Number One Middle School, or Number One for short.
It was not far from her apartment complex, taking only ten minutes by bus.
Because it was in the Lower City where resources were scarce, Number One was more like a vocational school on Earth.
The students had no interest in studying.
Every day, people skipped class, and fights or group lewdness occurred despite constant prohibitions.
Sometimes, students even launched “night attacks” on teachers.
The teachers at Number One were used to it.
Many even prayed they wouldn’t be ambushed by students after finishing work each night.
Not long ago, a teacher offended a small clique during class.
On her way home, she was ambushed by that group and dragged into a small grove for some… carnal activities.
According to passersby, it was quite a miserable sight.
Report it to the police?
Forget it.
The police in the Lower City were just for show.
They couldn’t be bothered to handle such matters.
After all, some perverted teachers would intentionally offend students just so beautiful young girls would attack them at night, allowing them to enjoy the thrill of being ravished.
One could only say this was very Witch-like.
In such an environment, Su Ling’s act of providing a leave slip after skipping class was practically a miracle.
Su Ling’s homeroom teacher, Gao Fei, was a mature woman with long legs wrapped in glossy black silk stockings.
Their supple, fleshy appearance had caught Su Ling’s gaze more than once, making one want to reach out and touch them.
Gao Fei looked at the leave slip in her hand and then at the well-behaved Su Ling.
Her dark eyes were filled with confusion.
“Su Ling, right? I’ve received your slip and understand the reason. It’s fine, but if anything happens next time, try to tell me in advance.”
Gao Fei’s attitude was very kind.
Su Ling breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Teacher.”
“Mhm. Study hard.”
Watching Su Ling’s departing back, Gao Fei solemnly placed the leave slip into her drawer.
This was a rare item. At Number One, students attending your class was already a sign of respect for the teacher.
Submitting a retroactive leave slip was something she hadn’t even dared to imagine.
“Strange. Was that student Su Ling?”
At that moment, other teachers in the office leaned over, seemingly recognizing Su Ling.
“What’s wrong?”
Gao Fei asked.
She had arrived within the last month and had a fairly good impression of Su Ling.
The girl was beautiful and well-behaved, with a rare dedication to her studies and a serious attitude in class.
Gao Fei had lamented more than once that it was a pity such a good child was stuck in the Lower City.
“Teacher Gao, you’re new here, so you don’t understand. That child wasn’t like this before,” one teacher said, shaking her head.
“What was she like before?”
Gao Fei’s interest was piqued.
“Well… how should I put it? She was a lunatic,” the teacher recalled.
“I remember a while back, she got into a fight with another student and actually bit the girl’s ear off.”
Gao Fei’s pupils shrank in shock.
“How is that possible?”
Seeing Gao Fei’s disbelief, the teacher chuckled.
“Oh, it’s a small matter. That child changes every month. I heard she has schizophrenia, so it’s not that surprising.”
‘How is that not surprising?’
Gao Fei stared with wide eyes at the other teacher’s nonchalant expression.
Sensing her thoughts, the other woman sighed.
“Teacher Gao, I know you came from the Upper City to support the Empire’s rural teaching policy. But as a friend, let me remind you: there aren’t many normal people here. Whatever you do, don’t pity them. The first thing you must learn is to respect the destiny of others.”
“Teacher Li! You’re going too far!”
Gao Fei could no longer hold back.
Her voice rose, drawing the attention of everyone in the office.
Teacher Li simply shrugged.
“I know it’s hard for you to accept right now, but this is reality. Besides, haven’t you heard the rumors about that girl?”
Gao Fei suddenly went silent.
Of course she had heard.
Su Ling was a Fuli Ji.
However, that wasn’t exactly news at Number One.
There were even a few official employees of Shao Nian You in some of the other classes.
“But…”
Gao Fei thought of Su Ling’s beautiful cherry-colored eyes.
That thirst for knowledge couldn’t be faked.
“Forget it, do as you please. I’ll give you one last piece of advice.”
Teacher Li shook her head and stared intently at Gao Fei.
“Don’t try to pity them, or they will drag you down with them.”
***
The life of a Witch high schooler completely overturned Su Ling’s worldview.
The classroom was a cacophony of noise.
The teacher at the front didn’t care, simply lecturing to herself while ignoring the students’ actions below. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to manage them; she simply couldn’t.
Just look at what these little Witches were doing.
Her desk mate, Sister Jing, was currently sleeping, which was the best possible scenario.
In the back row, a couple was kissing shamelessly.
The wet, lingering sounds of their kissing even drifted through the teacher’s lecture, making Su Ling’s heart skip more than once.
Most of the girls in class were 18 or 19, with the older ones being around 20 years old.
Witches were a classic long-lived species.
Even an Ordinary Witch had a lifespan of 300 years, while a Transcendent Witch could live past 1,000.
At their current age, they were in their most energetic and hot-blooded years.
It would be a miracle if they could sit still.
The back row was the rowdiest area.
Just as Su Ling breathed a sigh of relief when the kissing sounds stopped, thinking the couple had calmed down, she heard the sound of clothes being removed.
‘No way…’
Su Ling turned her head slightly, and her face instantly turned beet red.
They… they were actually…
And it wasn’t just that couple.
The girls in the row in front of them seemed to hear the commotion and joined in with giggles.
For a moment, the silver-bell-like laughter of beautiful girls echoed through the back of the room, accompanied by an increasingly lewd atmosphere.
‘Calm down, stay calm…’
‘Calm my ass! Where is the teacher? Why isn’t anyone stopping this!’
“In Witch Era Year One, ‘Hope’ and ‘Despair’…”
The teacher on stage had a slightly flushed face, yet she remained oblivious to the chaos.
Su Ling facepalmed. ‘Crap, they really are Witches.’
During her month of living as a Witch, she had come to understand the traits of this race.
They were united, competitive, and worshipped the strong.
But most importantly, they were extremely lecherous!
Because Witches lived in a single-gender society, their social ethics could not be judged by Earth’s standards.
Almost all Witches were beautiful girls.
Aside from young children, who weren’t within their preferences, most Witches were exactly each other’s type.
This resulted in a uniquely “Witch” phenomenon.
Two Witches who didn’t know each other might start getting intimate just by locking eyes.
Of course, Witches were also extremely xenophobic.
They only felt attraction toward their own kind.
To them, other races—the Outsiders—smelled physically repulsive, even if a female Outsider was as beautiful as a celestial being.
A Witch’s genes ensured they would never fall for another race.
Sometimes Su Ling wondered if the supreme being of the Witches, The Original (#0), was a hardcore lesbian enthusiast who hated anything that broke that dynamic.
Perhaps that was why she added so many “firewalls” into the Witch genes, ensuring they only bonded with one another.
After all, in a Witch’s eyes, seeing a Witch get intimate with an Outsider was as grotesque and disgusting as a human on Earth watching someone engage with an animal.
*Ring! Ring! Ring!*
Fortunately, the bell finally rang, signaling the end of class.
The teacher fled the room as if escaping a fire, her legs trembling as she walked.
The commotion in the back grew even louder.
“Mhm? What’s that sound?”
The massive stir attracted the attention of other Witches.
After all, they were all hot-blooded young girls.
Naturally, the sleeping Sister Jing was also jolted awake.
“Whoa! Is that a group session?”
As expected, Sister Jing looked excited.
“Hmph, as the class monitor, how can I be left out? Ling, let’s go too!”
She looked at Su Ling with shimmering eyes.
Hearing Sister Jing’s voice, every pair of eyes in the room suddenly landed on Su Ling.
Their gazes were predatory, like a pack of hungry wolves staring at a frail little rabbit.
Su Ling broke into a cold sweat.
‘Are you sure that if I go, I won’t be the one pinned to the bottom?’
To be fair, Su Ling’s looks were at the level of a school beauty at Number One.
Ever since the news of her being a Fuli Ji spread, countless Witches had approached her over the past month.
Of course, they were all cheapskates.
They all seemed to have coordinated their lines.
“Oh, come on, we’re classmates. Talking about money ruins the mood~”
‘Original above, do I even have a “mood” with you?’
She had even offered discounts, but those cheapskates were stingy to the bone.
Su Ling had turned black-faced and kicked them all out, which had naturally offended many people.
“Uh, I have something to do. I’m heading out first.”
Her scalp tingling under the collective gaze of the class, Su Ling scrambled for an excuse and ran out.
A white figure followed closely behind her.
It was a quiet, black-haired girl clutching a book to her chest, keeping her head low as she avoided looking at anyone in the classroom.
“Tch, look at her acting all high and mighty.”
Someone curled their lip as they watched Su Ling’s retreating figure.
Everyone knew her identity, so there was naturally some resentment.
“But she really is pretty… Monitor, you must have tasted her, right? Tell us, what’s it like?”
“Hehe, she tastes better than you lot, anyway!” Sister Jing said boastfully.
This immediately poked a hornet’s nest.
“Ha! Monitor, I think you’re just asking to be disciplined, aren’t you?”
“Heehee, as the class monitor, shouldn’t you help solve the needs of your classmates?”
“Wait, hold on, you guys!”
Jing Jie realized the target of the entire class had shifted to her.
She swallowed hard, her eyes filled with mock terror.
“Nooo!”
Sister Jing screamed, but the corners of her mouth couldn’t stop curling upward.
‘Hehe, they took the bait.’
High-level hunters often appeared in the form of prey.
‘I have you all surrounded!’