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At Wushen Academy, student organizations can be broadly categorized into three types:
• The first type is officially recognized, claiming to "promote communication," but in reality, it serves as a gathering for the elite.
• The second type has a grandiose name but is essentially just a dining club that exploits the magical budget for free meals.
• The third type is undocumented, tacitly accepted by teachers, and its entrance is hidden behind a pile of firewood in the wall.
The "Hot Pot Alliance" belongs to the third category.
Not because they actually eat hot pot, but because their mission is:
"To expose the nobility's pot and boil the flesh of royalty."
Nora first heard about this organization in the underground vault of the library, where she found a note tucked inside volume seven of the "Modern Nobility Code Loophole Guide." The note read:
Want to know why the noble assessments have leaked questions ahead of time?
Want to know why the Magic Council takes three years to approve a protective spell?
Want to know why you can never get a scholarship?
Come to the Hot Pot Alliance; we don’t just boil pots, we boil people—
Time: Full Moon Night
Location: Under the Old Tower at the Energy Well
Password: Did you bring the spicy base?
After reading it, Nora neatly folded the note and tucked it into her sleeve without showing any expression.
She softly murmured, "Ever since the day I was born... I've been good at bringing base."
On Full Moon Night, at the Energy Well, low bubbling sounds emanated from beneath the tower—not from a magical explosion, but from some kind of magical boiler that was boiling away, its aroma mingling with sulfur and pepper wafting through the air.
Nora knocked three times on the stone wall and spoke the password.
The stone door opened, revealing a figure cloaked in flames with a garlic-shaped hood. The person spoke seriously:
"Did you bring the spicy base?"
Nora produced a small bottle labeled: "Furious Old Spell: Purgatory Enhanced Version."
“...Welcome aboard.”
The Hot Pot Alliance meeting room was a semi-circular stone chamber, its walls adorned with satirical paintings crafted from alchemical threads:
- "Noble Examination Assistance: Helping You Cheat"
- "Parliament Review Speed Chart: You Die Faster"
- "Legal Spellcaster Genealogy Breeding Diagram (All Cousins)"
A dozen students sat around a cauldron, which indeed contained a pot, but instead of meat, they were cooking magical recording orbs—these spheres rolled in the hot broth, and once softened, could "play" the sealed images within.
“Today’s new agenda,” the host, a bespectacled upperclassman, announced in a tone reminiscent of a courtroom trial, “is to discuss ‘last month’s incident regarding the tampering of the deviation curriculum by the parliament.’”
One of the magical orbs floated to the surface and burst open with a pop, revealing a scene—the academy's textbooks had been quietly altered, changing “Magic comes from learning” to “Magic originates from pureblood lineage.”
“This segment is quite literary,” Nora commented.
“Yeah, but unfortunately, literature doesn’t adhere to logic,” one member replied with a wry smile.
The host turned to Nora. “You’re from the Thorn family? Elias Thorn’s daughter?”
Nora nodded.
“Welcome. It’s been a while since we’ve had a new member who’s truly ‘serious’ about things.”
The discussion continued for two hours, covering topics from textbook issues to parliamentary smuggling, and even how a certain noble member had stuffed his lover into a position as a magical engineer.
Finally, an upperclasswoman stood up and handed Nora a card:
Hot Pot Alliance · Member Certification Card
ID: 041
Name: Nora Thorn
Level: Pending Evaluation
Functions: Exchange parliamentary black materials, execute legal pranks, publish public satirical poetry of the academy.
Additional Obligations:
• Monthly donation of one “Anti-Monarchy Joke”
• Provide a script for an “Aristocratic Moral Collapse Magical Play” by year-end
“If we can’t change the system, let’s at least make sure it knows we’re laughing at it.”
Nora tucked the card into the inner pocket of her cloak and said softly, "I didn't come to the academy to change the world."
"What are you here for, then?"
Her voice was as calm as water.
"I'm here to settle a debt."
That night when she left the clubroom, the Emotion Recognition Sphere Beta peeked out from the opening of her cloak.
"These people... they're quite mad."
"Madmen and smart people often differ by just a breath."
"And which one are you?"
Nora looked up at the night sky, where the moon was perfectly round.
"I'm breathing just fine."
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