MTL - Marshal, Please Calm Down - ~ Chapter 088/89

He Yu suffers from Omega pheromone disorder.
Not only does his pheromone not attract Alphas, but it also annoys Alphas who smell it.
Life is already so difficult, but He Yu can be even more difficult.
After confessing his love to a game friend who has been with him for a year and telling him about his illness.
The opponent retreated…
One day, He Yu picked up the leader of their Tongyan No. 1 Middle School, an Alpha with super S-level pheromone——Chu Yi (chu three times, yi four times) at the door of their house.
Chu Yi was covered in blood, he should have just experienced a fierce battle, when the S-level pheromone pressed over like crazy, He Yu’s legs softened and he kowtowed first…
He Yuruan took Chu Yi home softly and gave a little of his pheromone.
Chu Yi really woke up after smelling it. Not only was he awake, but he also vomited.
He Yu hurriedly bowed ninety degrees to apologize: “I’m sorry!”
Chu Yi: “…” He was allergic to alcohol and vomited, why did this man apologize.
The two accidentally discovered that the fit rate was as high as 98%, and Chu Yi, who was about to be forced into a marriage by his family, offered him an attractive offer – “Play my boyfriend, 20,000 yuan a month”.
He Yu decisively bowed his head to money.
So far, He Yu has been transparent since he was a child, and has turned into the boyfriend of Chu Yi, a low-level character in the middle school! Show affection in various places every day!
One day, He Yu accidentally saw Chu Yi’s game id, which was exactly the same as Tui You’s crush!
He Yu was terrified: “Brother, let’s play something else!”
Chu Yi said casually, “No, just play with this.”
As he spoke, he opened He Yu’s account.
The two fell silent together.
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Focus on:
1. Sand sculptures, pretending to be counselors, and a group of academic bullies attacked by X campus bosses, rich and coquettish
[Actually, it is a love story between “a little dog pretending to be cowardly” and “a cowardly old dog”]
2. The protagonist is an adult.
3. The receiving pheromone is watermelon, and the attacking pheromone is abstract ice. Iced Watermelon Mix!
4. The author of the sand sculpture bib: Kongwubingbing

Content tags: fantasy space sweet text growth campus
Search keywords: Protagonist: He Yu, Chu Yi (three tones of chu, four tones of yi) ┃ Supporting roles: Xin Tao, Yuan Li, Li Jinhang, Cheng Haoyan ┃ Others: He Yu, Chu Yi, Iced Watermelon
One-sentence introduction: Acting and acting, you are really my boyfriend
Idea: Don’t be afraid of any difficulties we encounter! Beat them all with a smile!

- Description from novelbuddy

The protagonist is a guy who is among the stupidest of the stupidest in the school. In this school, your grades can, under the supervision of teachers, take a virtual form to do combat! However, if you leave an examination half way, you get zero marks. A bright and cute girl, Mizuki Himeji, was having a high fever during the examination. Despite her potential to be the second highest scorer in the level, she obtained zero marks for having left due to her illness and is thus allocated to the worst class, class F.

Grades mean almost everything. For Class A, they have a smart-looking teacher, a plasma TV as big as the entire wall as their blackboard, personal laptops, personal air-cons, refrigerators, adjustable seats and all kinds of different appliances. Within the refrigerator, there are all kinds of drinks and snacks. Their ceiling is made of glass, the wall lets them put up high-class drawings and plants.

As for Class F, the worst class… They have Japanese desks and seat paddings. Their blackboard is dirty and there is no chalk even! Someone complains that the legs of his desk are broken, so the teacher asks, “Didn’t we distribute some glue to stick wood together? Glue it back yourself later.” Another one complains that wind is blowing in from the broken window. The teacher says, “I got it. I will apply for plastic bags and invisible glue to fix it later.” There are spider webs everywhere, not a patch of the wall is clean. A unique moldy smell spreads across the entire room; it must be from the old tatamis used to tile the floor. This is the status of class F.

The protagonist feels displeased at such an arrangement, and seeks help from his friends to try to make a change through summoning war!! And they devise all kinds of plans to try to beat the famous class A, intending to get class A’s classroom and equipment if they win!!

The Ancient Era has come to an end. Gods, demons and ancient beasts strong enough to rule anything with power and roam free in the universe... All vanished mysteriously.

No one really knows how it has ended and what actually have happened. Some records state that it was the constant war between gods and demons that caused their demise, or even the conflicts they had against members of their own race that ended that golden age.

Greed, pride and selfish motives could have been the catalysts for that ending.

Who can precisely tell what happened? It has been 2 million years since the last record of those times and in this gap of time, other races made their appearances.

Still, those considered God's and Deities of those old times, didn't let their names be erased from history. There are a lot of legacies they've left behind for the new races. Some are already claimed as people make them their sect treasure or family heirloom, but It's speculated that there are lot more legacies left behind that were still not found yet.

This is a cruel world where power reigns, so people do everything to get what they want.

It has to be known, that there were six supreme beings that were above the ranks of Gods and Demons, and they were called True Gods. Dauntless and unstoppable. They attained the peak of power and could only be feared and respected.

Till this day no one has really found any True God legacy, so people have forgotten about their existence. Although, there were a lot of god legacies, since they were constantly searching for the best inheritors for their bloodlines and their teachings. However, it is highly unlikely for a person to fully attain it, because Gods are Gods and humans are mere humans.

Their marks are all over the universe and they are treated with utmost respect until the present age. Still, there is no Deity alive to enjoy such treatment.

“Look at him,” someone snickered from a few rows over. “Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster.”“Probably does,” another voice added, louder this time. Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before.Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face. “Oops,” he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt. The cold liquid soaked through instantly. Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking. Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him. He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. “Ms. Joy,” he said, his voice flat. “He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?.” Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh.“Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?” Mark puffed out his chest. “Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive.” The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs. Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click. He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could.His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him. He pulled out a gun.The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling. “What… Nox, what are you doing?” she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky. He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it.Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it. [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!] [1st Player Chosen!] [You have won the System!]