Cleaver Of Sin

Chapter 719: Too Cheeky

Asher stayed silent throughout; he didn’t speak, his purple eyes merely stared, a bit surprised. After all, this was the first time he was seeing an Instructor like this. But then again, he understood that various people possessed vastly different characters and personalities. Even Instructor Jane, who was the silent and quiet type, had taken the eyes of a student candidate about ten months ago before the entrance exam, simply because he stared at her in a sexual way.

Of course, the student was at fault; how could someone be so utterly foolish as to look at a Crownstar Life with such a disgraceful and inappropriate gaze?

"From this point on, my name is Instructor Mira, and I will be responsible for this aspect of training, and I don’t like slackers," the Instructor began to speak again, formally introducing herself. "Since we don’t have plenty of time, let’s dive straight into it," Instructor Mira stated. With those words, she waved her hand, and immediately various articles of clothing fell from the sky, clearly materializing from her space ring.

Asher caught one, his purple eyes leaving the Instructor as he merely stared at the clothing in his grasp; it was a skintight training jumpsuit. Asher was familiar with them, as he had seen them in so many anime prior to this moment.

"You have two minutes to put them on," Instructor Mira stated flatly as she remained floating above, her expression unchanged and indifferent.

At her words, various students’ faces changed almost instantly. To wear this training jumpsuit, they needed to take off what they were currently wearing; they couldn’t possibly just strip in front of everyone, right?

The females were the most concerned; they stared at the boys, who simply stared back at them as though they were all thinking the exact same thing. But nobody opened their mouths to complain. Although it wasn’t explicitly said, they could already infer that some sort of punishment existed if they failed to change within the given two minutes.

Some of the men didn’t care; they simply changed on the spot without hesitation. They were already in their underwear, so modesty barely registered as a concern for them. The smarter ones, however, immediately utilized their abilities to create various forms of cocoons, barriers, blocks, and shields, then proceeded to change within the privacy of their own creations, showcasing both practicality and quick thinking.

Everyone was done changing within two minutes, the pressure of the Instructor’s presence alone ensuring not a single second was wasted.

Instructor Mira stared at them briefly, then gave a small nod as she began to speak once more. "These are special training suits; their functions are simple. One of them is this." She snapped her fingers immediately, as though demonstration was far more effective than prolonged explanation.

The moment she snapped her fingers, Asher felt it instantly: an immense weight gripped his entire body as though gravity itself had suddenly multiplied several times over. Asher’s expression shifted into a deep frown; as someone who was naturally in tune with gravity, he could tell almost immediately that gravity itself wasn’t being manipulated.

’It’s the jumpsuit; it seems to possess some form of weight altering capability,’ Asher concluded internally, his body becoming so heavy that even the act of standing felt burdensome and annoying. The next moment, another restriction activated; his Astra energy, which flowed smoothly through his Astra veins, suddenly felt obstructed, as though something invisible was clogging its pathways, preventing it from flowing freely or being manipulated effectively, yet he could still faintly sense its presence within him.

"Weight change and Astra energy restrictions," Instructor Mira stated with a flat, almost emotionless tone. "And there is a third function, which is basically auto-cleanse, meaning anytime the jumpsuit gets dirty, it automatically cleanses itself on its own," she explained calmly. "Now, from this moment onwards, this training jumpsuit is your skin. You will wear it, you will sleep with it, you will bathe with it; basically, you will do everything with it without exception."

At her words, faces changed once again, this time far more dramatically. Although the training jumpsuit had an auto-cleansing function, the idea of wearing a single piece of clothing continuously for one whole month felt excessive, borderline unreasonable even. But once again, they could only complain within the confines of their own minds; not a single word dared to leave their lips or pass through their throats.

Instructor Mira couldn’t care less about their thoughts, discomfort, or shifting expressions; she simply continued from where she had stopped. "Most of you ignore physical training and conditioning simply because you’ve gotten to this point, this meager level that you are currently on. Your increase in physical parameters only comes from the stress you put your bodies through during ordinary weapons training, or during physical combat, and also when you achieve breakthroughs in your Life Ranks," her tone remained flat, yet her words carried sharp accuracy.

And indeed, her words rang entirely true. After undergoing basic-level physical training when everyone had first awakened, the vast majority of them had abandoned it entirely, their physical strength only increasing passively through the exact methods that Instructor Mira had just listed; almost all of them present were undeniably guilty of this neglect.

There were specialized chambers for physical training within the Training Facilities Building, yet they were rarely ever visited. Within the first year, only individuals like Asher, William, Ryaen, the Royal Twins, and a few others consistently made use of them. The facilities themselves were cheap and easily accessible, yet people still chose to ignore them, instead dedicating all their time to refining their weapons, improving their Astra control, and mastering various abilities, all while neglecting their foundational physical conditioning.

"So, yes, I will be the Instructor for your physical training, and I expect every single one of you to be here by five o’clock on the dot at all times. You all get one strike; after that, whoever is late by even one minute will be expelled on the spot without discussion," Instructor Mira stated with a flat expression, her words carrying quiet certainty.

At her declaration, everyone frowned yet again, more times than they could even keep track of. Expulsion felt excessively harsh and somewhat cruel. But individuals like Asher could understand the reasoning behind it; in a world like Crymora, time was everything, and lateness was a luxury that simply could not be afforded. After all, wasting even a few seconds could lead to the deaths of comrades or even hundreds of innocent people in critical situations.

Fortunately for Asher, he possessed the system, which could reliably wake him up and prevent any possibility of oversleeping.

’Hey, system, wake me up every day by 4:20 a.m.,’ Asher instructed internally.

[Affirmative, Host]

Asher gave a subtle nod, but in the very next moment, a thought occurred to him. The system had been unusually mischievous these past few days; what if it deliberately woke him up at 5:20 a.m. instead? The possibility alone caused his eyes to narrow ever so slightly.

With that in mind, he immediately took precautionary measures, informing Virelass to also wake him up at the same time in case the system attempted to play any tricks on him. One could never be too careful when dealing with the system, it had proven to be too cheeky these days.