the hero who saved the academy

Otherwise, they doubted if they would turn into scattered flesh in the moment they made a move.

The sandworm wailed. Under the dragon's aura and severe injuries, instinctively, it dared not make any more moves, only desperately shrinking backward. It wanted to avoid the man in front of it.

Clark chuckled lightly, his gaze fixed on the blood-drenched [Podoi], and he spoke slowly.

With the assistance of the dragon's aura, he turned his spiritual power into divine consciousness and drilled into the sandworm's sea of consciousness.

"Surrender or die."

Clark extended his right hand again, gripping the air.

Spiritual power from Lynn once again supplemented him, filling the previously depleted spiritual power instantly.

Waves of spiritual fluctuations, full of a threatening aura of destruction, intimidated it.

Faced with the threat of death, the sandworm reluctantly lowered its mouthparts, its massive body trembling as it cowered at Clark's feet.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for taming the sandworm [Podoi]."

Clark casually dissipated the accumulated God's Pierce, smiling indifferently.

"Heh, just a bug afraid of death."

The entire arena fell into silence. As the sandworm displayed complete submission, the crowd's silent enthusiasm erupted.

Men, women, young and old, whether they were self-proclaimed superior awakened ones or admired school beauties, ordinary students, or former school leaders, everyone's gaze at this moment towards Clark was like looking at a deity, full of reverence and awe.

Behind Gerard, Lenny, supported by others, looked at the tragic scene in front of him with a bitter smile.

"So,"

"The terrifying existence we struggled with all our might to harm is nothing more than a bug in his eyes."

Gerard's body trembled, not saying a word, just bowing his head even lower.

Clark stepped towards the crowd, and the sandworm behind him, after signing the contract, followed with difficulty.

[Podoi]'s every wriggle left deep marks on the ground, and blood spread along the way.

The students along the way nervously watched the sandworm, which was now obedient but still intimidating. After all, the fear [Podoi] had brought to them was too great. In its two killing sprees, at least over nine thousand and six hundred people had died at its jaws.

Under the dread of the sandworm, the dense crowd involuntarily opened a path and retreated.

"Is the monster really defeated?"

As if dreaming, an awakened one wearing a black coat murmured.

From despair to hope, and now. In just twenty minutes, everyone's hearts had experienced ups and downs like a roller coaster.

"It has indeed been tamed by me."

Clark nodded calmly, smiling, indicating the uneasy crowd. The gloss from the sandworm, after signing the contract, flashed away.

The crowd transitioned from initial silent shock to hushed whispers, then to the realization that Clark had indeed tamed the monster. After a brief silence, the crowd suddenly erupted into a thunderous cheer.

"We... survived!"

"We won!!"

A quick-witted awakened one took the lead in guiding the crowd.

"It's Big Boss Clark who defeated the monster! He saved us!"

"Yes! Big Boss Clark saved us!"

"Thanks to Big Boss Clark for being willing to step up!"

"Invincible! Big Boss Clark is invincible!"

The crowd cheered wildly. Under the fluctuating emotions, some almost overwhelmed girls excitedly shed tears. Anyone who had walked on the edge of death twice would find it challenging to control their emotions.

It wasn't just the girls; the majority of the boys were also struggling to contain their emotions.

Clark tilted his head slightly, looking at the first awakened one who spoke, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Interesting, their reactions are not bad.

Victor, seeing Clark nod and smile at him, felt his heart racing for a moment.

"Big Boss Clark noticed me! He smiled at me!"

As an awakened one, he understood the terror of the sandworm far better than ordinary people. Since Clark had completely subdued the sandworm with an invincible posture, he was utterly convinced.

Seeing that his spontaneous remark caught Clark's attention, he felt a rush of blood to his head, his face turning red. He shouted even more vigorously, and a large group of awakened ones cheered along with him.

On the high platform, Gerard, with a regretful expression, clenched his fists. He had planned to be the first to express gratitude to Clark. As an old hand in politics, he understood that at this moment, he needed to guide the crowd to direct their gratitude towards Clark.

If Clark doesn't make a move, everyone will turn into worm dung! However, the process of taming the sandworm was too shocking. He had just snapped out of it, and unexpectedly, a chance to leave a lasting impression on Clark was snatched away by a young upstart.

Gerard pounded his chest and stomped his feet. His mind raced, frantically thinking about how to come up with flattering words for Clark later.

The crowd's cheers were deafening, a tumultuous celebration of their survival.

Everyone shouted his name in unison, their eyes filled with gratitude and awe. Clark just smiled and did not respond.

"Clark, I see many girls looking at you as if they want to 'eat' you."

"Tsk tsk, when did I get this treatment?"

Arnold smirked strangely, winking. Since gaining the healing ability, as long as the injuries weren't too severe, he could usually bounce back in half an hour.

His eyes constantly scanned the female students in several places of the dance department, expressing admiration. Are students developing this well nowadays?

Clark couldn't be bothered with Arnold's sarcastic remarks. If it weren't for winning people's hearts, he would prefer to use force to crush opposition. However, it seemed that the repeated displays of strength were yielding good results.

Although he hadn't spoken a word along the way, it didn't dampen the excited emotions of the crowd. If not for the sandworm following him and the overwhelming pressure from Clark, they would have gladly surrounded him to express their excitement and joy.

Passing through the crowded people, Clark chose not to check [Podoi]'s attributes for now. As a second-tier magical beast, [Podoi]'s true purpose wasn't for combat or serving as a mount. As the best "construction" magical beast, its presence would double the speed of base construction. Therefore, there was no hurry to check its details.

Now was a crucial moment when the emotions of the academy were running high and rationality was clouded. To completely win the people's hearts and lay the foundation for building a safe zone in the future, it was necessary to make a speech and show his stance.

Gerard watched as Clark ascended the stage, and in just a few seconds, he understood what Clark intended to do. Gerard nodded and bowed, smoothly taking actions to please Clark.

The group of people respectfully cleared the central position, focusing all eyes on Clark.

As an experienced old hand, Gerard knew that, as an ordinary person, if he wanted to live well in the academy in the future, Clark's attitude was more important than anyone else's.

With his thoughts racing, Gerard quietly approached Clark's back, pulling a few awakened ones to create momentum for Clark's upcoming speech.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he found that the vice-principal was already whispering and laughing with a few people, and the high platform, which had been destroyed by Clark's foot, was already cleaned up.

Damn it, that sneaky Cuthbert! Moves so fast!

Gerard's quick reaction made him realize that his subordinate, Cuthbert, had the same idea! Both were cunning people, both were ordinary.

He couldn't afford to be preempted again! He couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, realizing that after tonight, Clark would undoubtedly make significant reforms to the academy.

Whether he could retain his current status, or even his life, depended on his performance tonight!

He vividly remembered that he had never paid attention to Clark at the beginning! When Arnold proposed cooperation, he also used a lot of official rhetoric.

No time to think about that now, Gerard decided to take a step and stepped onto the stage to clear his throat, loudly shouting:

"Students! Please quiet down!"

"I know everyone is very excited right now, and we've survived this ordeal!"

"But please, everyone, stabilize your emotions."

"Let's welcome our benefactor, the hero who saved the academy! Clark, for our speech! Let's applaud!"

Gerard habitually used the tone he used in usual meetings, and although the wording was a bit strange, it served as an opening.