"Damn it, what is all this garbage!" After cursing, Fusheng threw the Star Brain at Xingyan.
Xingyan caught it, feeling rather bewildered. These were clearly the courses most favored by Zerg (male/dominant morph)s; he had deliberately selected the easiest ones to pass. Before he could even latch the device onto his wrist, Fusheng snatched it back.
"Aren't we supposed to be able to choose for ourselves? I don't want to study these." Fusheng held the Star Brain in his hand, frowning at Xingyan, adding that he would drop out today if he had to take these. Damn the Imperial Academy—were they trying to feed him literal dung?
Chapter 51