Clone Ascension

Evan and Wendy had long suspected

that the Gu’an Nation might be colluding

with the Filthborn Organization.

But without evidence,

a suspicion could only remain a suspicion.

Evan suddenly realized—

half of the six nations

were now his enemies.

If Gu’an truly worked with the Filthborn,

then Gu’an was his enemy.

The Muke Kingdom?

No need to mention it.

The Rovan Federation

had also become hostile—

especially General Yeh Muni,

whose nephew Evan had killed

right in front of him.

“And I’m only Chrysalis‑tier,

yet I’ve already made so many enemies.

Oh right…

I forgot to count the Church of Evolution.”

In the recent case,

Evan, FangBro, and Wendy

had all contributed significantly.

The Dongli government

publicly praised them as role models.

They had been interviewed so many times

that Evan had lost count.

He was already popular,

and this incident

made him a national youth idol.

But fame came with consequences—

the Church of Evolution

would surely hate him.

He didn’t care.

He already disliked them.

Evan glanced at the digital calendar on the wall.

“Tomorrow is freshman enrollment day.

I need to push harder.”

The Black‑Belly Jiao Pelican extract

still wasn’t fully digested.

He summoned his Swan Dance team.

“Aunt Yvonne, FangBro—assemble!

Dance time!”

🎓 January 11th, Year 1001 — Enrollment Day

Dongli University’s campus

was filled with excited new students,

their eyes full of curiosity and hope.

Evan’s enrollment paperwork

had already been handled

by the admissions office,

but he still needed to pick up

his student ID and meal card,

and meet his counselor and classmates.

Otherwise,

he wouldn’t even know

which class he belonged to.

Thinking about how crazy

the senior girls and junior girls got

whenever he appeared in public,

Evan put on a hat, mask, and sunglasses

before leaving the house—

to hide his overly handsome face.

The registration areas

for the Combat Department

and the Research Department

were separate.

After asking for directions,

Evan found the Research Department hall.

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He quietly lined up

at the freshman registration window.

No one recognized him.

There were many students,

but many windows too.

Soon, it was his turn.

He handed over his ID silently.

The young female staff member

didn’t even look up.

“Admission letter?

Personal file?

Tuition payment card?

Come back when you have everything.”

Evan lowered his voice.

“Director Warren Pierce said

everything was already handled.

My tuition is waived.

Please check.”

The teacher froze,

looked up—

and nearly gasped.

“Teacher, please don’t.

There are too many people here.”

Evan quickly made a shushing gesture.

The teacher’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

She nodded repeatedly

and checked his information.

“Student… Evan,

you’re really enrolling

in Evolutionary Science?”

she asked in disbelief.

“Yes,” Evan nodded.

“Director Warren approved it.”

The teacher thought for a moment,

then smiled brightly.

“That makes sense.

Someone as exceptional as you

will shine anywhere.”

She handed him a folder.

“Your student ID, meal card,

course schedule,

and school regulations are inside.”

“Thank you.”

Evan took the folder

and left immediately.

Her reaction

was already attracting attention.

If he stayed any longer,

someone would recognize him.

🏫 Class 02 — Evolutionary Science

Outside,

Evan opened the folder

and checked his student ID.

He was assigned to:

Class 02, Evolutionary Science, Year 01.

He checked the campus map

and found the classroom.

When he entered,

over twenty students were already seated.

The counselor hadn’t arrived yet.

Thanks to his disguise,

no one noticed him.

A few glanced up,

then returned to chatting

or scrolling their phones.

Evan walked to the back corner

and sat down.

It felt strangely nostalgic—

like returning to his previous life’s school days.

He scanned the room

and spotted a familiar face.

Hannah Keane.

She had mentioned

she was admitted to Dongli University

and would study Evolutionary Science.

He didn’t greet her.

If someone recognized him,

he’d instantly become a zoo exhibit.

He knew he couldn’t hide forever—

they were classmates after all—

but he wanted to finish today’s tasks quickly

and return to training.

Time was running out.

The freshman assessment

was only a few days away.

He also planned to ask the counselor

for leave to train intensively.

After a while,

a man in his thirties

with square glasses

and prematurely graying hair

walked in.

“Students, please take your seats.

“My name is Jonathan Hayes,

and I’ll be your counselor

for the next four years.

“We’ll start with roll call

to make sure everyone is here.”

The room fell silent.

Jonathan Hayes began reading names.

“Gao Qitao.”

“Here!”

“Pan Tian.”

“Here!”

“Hannah Keane.”

“Here!”

…

“Evan Cole.”

The moment the name was spoken,

the entire class froze.

That name

was far too famous.

Could it be that Evan?

No—impossible.

If Evan Cole enrolled,

he’d join the Combat Department,

not Evolutionary Science.

It must be someone with the same name.

Still, curious eyes

looked around the room.

Even Jonathan Hayes

looked up.

He only had the roster—

he didn’t know

if this was that Evan.

In the corner,

Evan raised his hand.

“Here.”

Instantly,

every gaze locked onto him.

Jonathan frowned slightly.

“Student,

please remove your hat and sunglasses.”

Evan sighed inwardly.

He knew this would happen.

At least with the counselor present,

the fangirls shouldn’t go too crazy.

He slowly removed his hat and sunglasses—

and then his mask.

Silence.

Absolute silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Every student stared,

eyes wide.

They weren’t mistaken.

Evan Cole

was their classmate.

And he had chosen

the Evolutionary Science major.