Rise of the Zerg in the World of Gods

Elite class?

Xu Luo was momentarily stunned, then realized that the top 50 in the grade could enter the elite class. Now that he was first, he naturally had a spot.

As for giving it up?

He'd have to be out of his mind to give it up!

The elite class, established at great expense by the school, must have something different from ordinary classes. Otherwise, why would everyone be scrambling to get in?

Although he knew the elite class had many benefits, including free use of some school facilities, Xu Luo wasn't clear on the specific advantages. So he looked towards his homeroom teacher.

"Don't listen to him. You must go to the elite class. This is your chance to change your fate!" Zhang Jianming hurriedly explained in a low voice.

"The homeroom teacher of Class 1 is the principal himself. The principal is a mid-tier God, who can give you better guidance. Moreover, the elite class receives direct special funding from the Education Department and will have special resources available. These are things you normally can't access, and getting them will be more beneficial for your development."

"I see," Xu Luo nodded.

This explained why families with some capital in ordinary classes would spare no expense to improve their strength, just to squeeze into Class 1. It seemed they were also after these resources provided by the Education Department.

Behind the Education Department was the entire Human Alliance, naturally able to obtain good things that no individual or wealthy family consortium could match.

The elite class was similar to the accelerated classes or experimental classes in his original world, but here, the elite class was linked to welfare benefits and was harder to enter. They didn't look at your connections, only your development in the Divine Realm.

This was unfair to students from ordinary backgrounds, but when had society ever been fair?

When humans first entered the interstellar community, the initial decades were spent being bullied. In the following centuries, that blatant bullying disappeared, but suppression, both overt and covert, intensified.

Competition in the Divine Realm was even more intense.

Wars between Gods were constantly erupting.

Recently, news broke out that a powerful human God had fallen!

Powerful upper-tier Gods were not just the upper echelons of humanity; even among alien civilizations, they were absolute core combat strength.

The bankruptcy and restructuring of Starriver Group, one of humanity's three major consortiums, leading to billions of unemployed, was the result of commercial invasion and suppression by more than a dozen surrounding civilizations.

This was also the direct cause of the current large-scale unemployment wave in human civilization.

As one of humanity's three aircraft carriers, Starriver Group directly employed over a billion people, with numerous suppliers forming a complete supply chain. With Starriver's fall, downstream suppliers naturally couldn't escape unscathed. Like a domino effect, it directly led to the bankruptcy of many companies and groups, large and small, resulting in countless unemployed.

To counter alien civilizations, human civilization had always pursued elite education in Divine Realm cultivation, aiming to nurture a group of powerful beings.

One upper-tier God was more useful than dozens of mid-tier Gods, or thousands to tens of thousands of lower-tier Gods.

Human civilization didn't lack people or Gods in the Divine Realm; it lacked powerful Gods who could preside over regions.

Without powerful beings, this was the main reason they were bullied.

After announcing the assessment results, Zhao Yiming hurriedly left. Just seeing Xu Luo, especially seeing him become the center of attention, made him feel very uncomfortable.

After the teachers, principal, and other leaders left, the students no longer held back and began discussing enthusiastically.

There was only one focus - Xu Luo!

Crushing all the elite class students as an ordinary person gave those from similar ordinary backgrounds a sense of pride.

You were born with silver spoons, raised in luxury, with all kinds of resources. So what? You were still suppressed by one of us from an ordinary background!

At this moment, Xu Luo's name became the talk of Sixth Middle School.

"When you go to the elite class, study hard and do us ordinary people proud!" Zhang Jianming patted Xu Luo's shoulder.

"Yes," Xu Luo nodded.

Although it had only been a month, he could clearly feel the class divide.

Especially after Starriver's fall, it had intensified.

With Starriver's collapse, many became unemployed or even homeless. While many struggled to eat, the wealthy families continued their extravagant lifestyles. How could this contradiction not be intense?

However, it wasn't easy for human leaders to change this situation.

The wealthy families controlled various aspects, making reform no simple matter.

Zhang Jianming was a good homeroom teacher, and Xu Luo had a good impression of him.

Although from an ordinary background, he treated all students in the class equally, not favoring those with good grades or looking down on those who performed poorly.

Earlier, when facing his superior, Educational Director Zhao Yiming, he had argued reasonably without fear, showing responsibility.

As the assessment ended and classes were leaving in an orderly manner, just as Xu Luo was about to leave, a middle-aged man blocked his path.

"Hello, Student Xu Luo. I'm the principal's secretary. Principal Zhong would like to have a word with you."

"The principal wants to see me?"

Looking at the amiable middle-aged man, Xu Luo was stunned for a moment but quickly realized that given his performance, it wasn't surprising to have caught Zhong Tianyue's attention.

During this time, through his observations and others' discussions, he had learned about Zhong Tianyue's character.

He was a principal wholeheartedly wanting to nurture exceptional students.

Regardless of his initial motives - fame, rewards from the Education Department, or desire for higher positions - at least he was making genuine efforts to make students stronger.

Guided by the principal's secretary, Xu Luo once again came to the principal's office.

After the secretary knocked and received a response, they both entered.

At this moment, Zhong Tianyue was engrossed in handling a document.

"Xu Luo, we meet again. Have a seat. Let me finish this."

Saying this, he continued working.

Sixth High School had six grades. This year's freshman class was smaller, with better students snatched by more prestigious schools like First, Third, and Eighth High Schools. But with six grades, there were still over ten thousand students. As the principal, he naturally had many matters to handle.

Xu Luo didn't stand on ceremony. He found a seat opposite Zhong Tianyue and waited quietly for him to finish.

Although the person before him was the principal, having lived two lives, Xu Luo had seen his share of the world. He didn't have the natural awe that most students felt towards teachers and

principals.