After finishing the midnight snack, the three went back to their dormitories separately.
Mu Cheng needed to catch up on sleep, as she was already ntally tense in the wetland, and after accompanying Su Yue at the hospital for a day and a night, she was particularly exhausted.
By the ti she returned to West Martial, it was already four in the morning. Mu Cheng quickly washed up and went to sleep.
The student council was scheduled to have a eting in the morning, and Bai Xiaolong still had so accounts and work to hand over.
At Wuda, the student council also functions as a supervisory body.
If a ntor’s students are too relaxed and lazy, and the ntor is also neglectful, the student council even has the right to seek solutions from the school committee.
In extre cases, the student council can even withhold faculty performance pay, and in rare cases, apply for the dismissal of staff mbers.
If the school cafeteria, classrooms, or any infrastructure have inadequacies or unfairness, the student council can also propose repairs or additions.
These proposals aren’t just routine ntions.
If West Martial doesn’t take it seriously, the student council also has ways to handle it; sotis, even the principal has to respect the students’ opinions.
At Wuda, the student council truly represents the students’ voices, rather than just running errands for ntors.
In so special circumstances, the student council can even directly contact relevant leaders at the Ministry of Education.
The reason the horoom teacher of Class Three can ignore students is entirely because there are strong students in their class pulling up scores. Otherwise, such a teacher could really have their performance pay withheld by the student council, or even be dismissed.
But even with strong students in the class, the Class Three horoom teacher has been counselled by the student council several tis.
Of course, it had no effect.
Although the student council has significant power, everything must still follow regulations, and Class Three’s scores are sufficient.
Usually, the student council also organizes sparring and competitions between students. So A-class and B-class Wuda even go to other schools for challenges and sparring.
And for these expenses, the student council can apply to the Ministry of Education.
Of course, the special fund is frozen, used only for its intended purpose, and student council mbers can’t embezzle it, though they do have salaries.
And Bai Xiaolong’s salary as president is comparable to that of a regular teacher.
Even other mbers can earn as much as so B-class Wuda teachers.
Therefore, student councils at each Wuda maintain high efficiency.
School leadership, the Academic Affairs Office, Logistics Departnt.
This is the managent layer of Wuda.
And the student council is both the managed and a supervisor of the three managent layers.
Complentary and mutually supervising.
This is what allows the learning atmosphere at Wuda to reach new heights.
Of course, all this is completely aningless to Su Yue.
Managing and supervising those trivial matters, Su Yue has no interest.
A bit of a salary is even more useless to Su Yue.
And hosting events, or any competitions... really isn’t as interesting as the wetland.
In Su Yue’s heart, people like Lan Lu and Zili are the real talents, strategically battling with the air, coming and going, plotting against each other, it’s endlessly entertaining.
"Student council, hopefully, you won’t give any trouble, I just want to use the discount to buy so elixirs."
In the dormitory, in front of Su Yue was a "Student Council Behavior Manual." This was a gift Mu Cheng hurriedly gave him.
Though not as thick as a dictionary, Su Yue didn’t even want to look at the index.
Truth be told, he’s most afraid of these ssy troubles.
"Tomorrow, first join the student council, then pay a visit to the ntor, have so hot pot at the nursing ho in the afternoon."
Su Yue mumbled to himself.
After sleeping a day and a night in the hospital, even if he didn’t use the sleep exemption, he couldn’t possibly sleep any more.
"The combat thods I currently have, in terms of attack, mainly revolve around the basic sword technique, while the Phoenix Feather Crazy Knife is for group attacks. Its attack power is a bit low, but it seems sufficient.
"But the Little Lingbo Step struggles when facing the fourth rank."
With nothing else to do, Su Yue planned to summarize himself a bit.
The Military Departnt’s rewards haven’t been issued yet, and he doesn’t have any elixirs on him. He’s even got overdue loans on the Martial Arts Network.
Currently, he’s broke, and pursuing cultivation seems unrealistic.
So he’s a bit bored.
The three auxiliary combat thods have no room for improvent.
Soul Strike and Murong Technique are also excellent combat thods with no space for advancent.
The tongue sword currently has no use at all; against Martial Artists above the third rank, the attack probability is zero.
Turtle Shell Technique, Lushan Dragon Ascending Cannon, never mind, they’re not worth ntioning.
Those crafty techniques will inevitably be eliminated as facing stronger enemies becos inevitable.
The Withered Step isn’t particularly useful, but it definitely can’t be said to be useless.
After calculating back and forth, Su Yue found that his attack thods only really included the basic sword technique.
"Is my practical combat experience a bit lacking?"
Su Yue suddenly realized a serious problem.
Although he had been quite active in the wetland and accomplished quite a bit, he’d only been down twice and never truly fought on the frontline.
"That’s not right, I’m only at the second rank, going down to the wetland should be at the level of scraping moss, not allowed on the main battlefield after all."
Su Yue chuckled bitterly again.
Maybe he was overthinking it, a bit anxious.
"When the rewards are issued, first find a way to train Qi Blood to 1000 cards, and talk about breaking through to the third rank first.
"As for combat thods, when the rewards co, I’ll decide what to buy based on the situation."
Su Yue summarized for a while, but didn’t conclude much.
He dialed Su Jianzhou’s number.
As expected.
After just two rings, Uncle picked up the phone; he hadn’t not slept but had gotten up especially early.
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