#Interstellar #Mecha #Military Academy League#
The previous title was "Fourth-Class Citizen, Yet a Legend Across the Stars." I'll change the title and blurb from time to time.
Yan Jiao transmigrated. From the start, she was a fourth-class citizen, dumped at an orphanage, and about to be shoved into an incinerator and turned into an urn. Even her psychic form, an Arctic jellyfish that had once blotted out the sky, had become a tiny jellyfish ball that could be held and kneaded at will.
Yan Jiao: Hahahaha, my luck with transmigration is absolutely terrible!
After surviving the hellish college entrance exam with its 19 subjects, she went to the suburbs to earn some extra money, only to get kidnapped by space pirates.
After Yan Jiao fought her way through and finally made it to Clostad University,
Classmate A: "A fourth-class citizen? Has Clostad really fallen that far? They're admitting trash like this now?"
Classmate B: "Someone like you thinks you deserve to study alongside us?"
Classmate C: "Your psychic power is so low. Are you hoping to become another casualty, you useless waste?"
Even students from rival schools mocked Clostad for being short on talent, saying it was doomed to fall.
But when an S-class variant appeared at the mountain arena, the students stared in terror at the creature blotting out the sky and casting the land into shadow. Despair welled up inside them.
When everyone thought they were going to die there, Yan Jiao stepped forward. The crowd screamed inwardly:
"What is that useless idiot doing? Does she actually want to die?"
Yet the red mecha flew right up to the creature without a trace of fear, like a colossal crimson goddess.
As everyone watched in shock, countless sparks of lightning lit up the horizon. Yan Jiao brought down her crimson spear, and lightning struck the creature in a storm until the S-class variant instantly crumbled into dust.
A single sentence came from the red mecha:
"Killing this thing should earn me a lot of points, right?"
The students: "!"
That night, the forums exploded:
[HOT Today's red mecha pilot is that fourth-class citizen!]
[HOT That lowly person was hiding her real abilities! We totally misjudged her!]
[HOT Digging into the true identity of that fourth-class citizen!]
Yan Jiao's response: "Could you stop changing your tune so fast? Also, can you give me some extra points for my comprehensive assessment?"
Yan *fourth-class citizen / working emperor / super mecha pilot / brilliant upperclasswoman who will restore Clostad's glory / future commander of the 21st Legion* Jiao delivers an important speech: "If you don't like me, look in the mirror first. If you think fourth-class citizens don't belong at the table, I'll flip yours over tomorrow. Mind your own business and stop gossiping."
Premise: Snacks, where are the snacks?
