The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 937

"The air here is amazing!"

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but sigh in relief.

There was no comparison; the bus had been unbearably stuffy.

Stepping off felt like entering a paradise.

Claire immediately went to grab her luggage.

Ethan, who had been observing her the entire time, was just about to offer a hand when he saw her hoist her bags with effortless grace.

*Claire Observation Diary:* She possesses incredible strength, far surpassing the average male student.

Claire noticed Ethan staring at her. "Can I help you?"

Ethan shook his head. "It's nothing. I just thought you might need some help."

Generally, girls had less physical stamina, but Claire clearly didn't fit that stereotype.

The effortless way she carried her heavy luggage put many of the guys to shame.

Nowadays, a lot of the male students weren't exactly in peak physical condition either.

After all, many of them were pampered at home and hadn't developed a habit of exercising. Typical homebodies, their stamina might not even match that of the girls.

Calling them all show and no substance wouldn't be an exaggeration.

"I don't need help, thanks. You should go see if anyone else does."

Claire glanced back at the other girls. Priscilla was managing alright, but Macy, Lily, and Tabitha all looked like they were struggling.

The moment Claire spoke, Tabitha called out, "Ethan, you can't just play favorites because Claire is pretty!"

"I need help too!"

"Yeah, Ethan, help us out!" Lily chimed in, eager to add to the commotion.

Macy simply stared at Ethan with pleading puppy-dog eyes that spoke volumes.

Ethan chuckled and held up his hands. "I only have two hands. I can't help everyone."

"Ugh..." the girls groaned, teasing him.

Ethan didn't get mad. He just turned to the guys and shouted, "Gentlemen, this is your time to shine."

Seeing her stubbornness, Lily subtly nudged the other two girls.

Macy and Tabitha flanked Priscilla.

"Priscilla, why are you competing with Claire?"

"You two are from the same place. Did you have some kind of grudge before this?"

"Are you guys, like, the reigning champion and the perpetual runner-up?"

Priscilla quickly shook her head. "We're not from the same place, we're from neighboring provinces."

"And I'm not competing with her, it's just..." Priscilla trailed off, unable to voice her real reason. "My bags just aren't heavy. There's no need to make the guys do it."

While they were chatting, the instructors had already lined everyone up into formations.

A handsome young officer held a megaphone and faced the students. "Good morning, everyone! I am Chief Instructor Hawk!"

"For the next month, I will be leading your military training. I expect everyone to cooperate actively so we can all improve together!"

"You are the freshmen of a top-tier university, the future pillars of this nation. I assume you can understand my words and execute my orders?"