Our main character Zkun lives a normal high school life. Hanging out with girls drinking with the guys you could only imagine he lived a perfectly normal life.Little did he know he was special in any way...

After the banquet, everyone knew better than to disturb Wang Zheng and Aina. The international situation was very tense. This was the time when danger and opportunities co-existed. Yan Xiaosu and Ye Zisu didn't want to miss out on this opportunity and therefore busied themselves with it.
Wang Zheng and Aina completely ignored the disputes of the outside world as they enjoyed this space of their own, breathing the air of freedom and love. Wang Zheng was in a great place since he was with Aina. He thought it might be short-lived, but he realized that he was immersed in it. Aina seemed to be constantly nourishing his state.
Aina had the same feeling ever since they joined their bodies. Her spiritual world had become clearer. She thought at first that it was because Tita was filled with nature and vitality. Of course, it was no longer the natural state when she felt the breath of nature.
She could feel the trees beckoning her, the wind praising her beauty, and the welcoming earth, overflowing with vitality and nourishing her body. Everything was so intimate. Tita really liked her. 
This was an important manifestation towards the spirit according to the Atlanteans. In actual fact, the Atlanteans had proved that it was unrealistic, that the pure spirits couldn't exist. However, the spiritual realm was supreme and able to magnify power to an incredible state. Aina was the miracle of humans, this power had just been sealed away. She could have broken through if she was a warrior faced with constant life and death. The Atlanteans felt it would be difficult for her to achieve it in her normal life. Aina concurred. She herself wasn't very eager to explore that mysterious power, nor did she have much ambition. She felt that a person with too much power would ignore the weak. It wouldn't be something good to cultivate as someone who was going to rule over Aslan's future.
She had broken through unexpectedly, obviously because of "that". Aina reddened. Having a breakthrough because of that was simply too embarrassing, but this intimacy with nature felt really good.
"Dear Xiao Shi, I feel your ability is really special. You are the second one that I've seen with such an ability." Wang Zheng smiled. He already had keen insight now that he had crossed the threshold of Heaven-rank. 
"Oh, who's the first? Tell me so that I can get to know her. Don't worry, I won't be jealous!" Aina said.
"That can't do. I'll be jealous. That guy's the typical tall, rich, and handsome type. He has been snatching my limelight ever since we met each other." Wang Zheng shook his head violently.
"I don't believe it. Don't tease me. You are the Greatest King, the leader of Saruman Snake, who dares to snatch your limelight?" Aina smiled.
"Xie Yuxin has greater innate ability than me. I just don't know what he's thinking most of the time," Wang Zheng said gently.
Aina laid in Wang Zheng's arms. "Don't be too worried. Your friends are outstanding and have their own lives to lead. They will make the right decisions."
"Haha, I've been seen through by you. My mistake. Xiao Shi, shall we play a game?"
"Sure, but that's quite difficult. I'm smarter than you, but you are stronger than me physically. How can we play so that it's fair?" Aina smiled playfully, with an I'm-not-afraid-of-you stance. 
"I'm the student of Alan Tucker after all. Moreover, as an upright man, how can I take advantage of you!"
"Hmph, you've taken all the advantage of me, how dare you deny it!"
Wang Zheng felt the beast in him awaken as he stared at his love. He knew Aina was teasing him, but a real man couldn't give up. How could he be looked down upon by the woman he loved?
"We'll compete in swimming without using our abilities, in cooking, and in drawing. The one who wins two rounds wins!" Wang Zheng smiled. He just wanted to see Aina in her swimsuit Aina in water was even more alluring.
"Drawing? How are we going to compete?"
"Simple, you draw me and I draw you. Whoever draws better wins. Of course, we shouldn't be burdened in these beautiful surroundings, we should be as natural as possible!"
Aina finally knew what he was gunning for…
In the Oracle Star, someone who had really become a beast was kneeling on the ground with a peaceful and devout expression.
Sharjah nodded. "Great Elder, the success rate of copying is not high. I divided the experiment into two stages. The first stage needed young and vigorous bodies of no more than thirty with strength above the Earth-rank. They also had to have wood properties and an outstanding phagocytic ability. A balance must be struck between Ability X and the person's physical techniques - only then is it possible to pass the first stage. There's a critical point here, that is the subjects have to possess a strong desire to become a new species. The second stage involves the branding on life. This is in the field of bioengineering at least a hundred years away from our current technology. The rough estimate of the success rate is about 1 in 100,000." 
Constantine started at Sharjah unblinkingly, judging whether he was telling the truth. The Thirteenth Elder nodded. This was tantamount to eliminating the chances of their transformation. The odds of 1 in 100,000, a ridiculous ratio. However, it was really difficult to find people who met all the criteria. Only these two weirdos were voluntary.
Constantine stared at the Abyssal Zergs and then turned towards Lear. "Give me a reason to allow you to live."
Sharjah's body trembled. The moment of life and death had arrived. Constantine only gave Lear such a chance because of what he had said. If not, he would have been dead. A newborn Lear was definitely no match for Constantine.
Lear smiled without any fear. "A king is great not because of his own strength, but because he knows how to use his pawns. I'm a monster, a monster that doesn't want to be known by others. The great Aslan Empire wants to conquer the Milky Way Alliance and the Abyss, and even what's beyond the Milky Way. I can be a vanguard and a shadow. I can do things that Aslan cannot do openly as long as you give me a chance. I know very well that a monster can never appear in the light."
Lear's words were contradictory but very clear. He might have become a monster, but he didn't want others to know about it. He still desired the life of a normal human, but the Milky Way Alliance would never allow a monster to exist. This was a dead knot, so Lear's fate was in the hands of Aslan. His ability to control the Zergs was indeed special, which could be of great use in the future. For example, sneaking the Zergs behind the enemies.
Constantine wasn't moved. "What do you want?"
As the Emperor, he obviously knew there was no love or hate without reason in this world.
Lear's eyes showed a hint of remorse and even anger. "I want the Solar System, I want those who looked down on me to regret!"
Lear's expression was savage and uncharacteristic of him. The murderous intent was exposed from his body, and his body became somewhat deformed. He seemed to have gotten a little out of control. Constantine gently pressed him and his murderous intent dissipated instantly.
Lear shuddered and squatted. "Your Majesty, I wasn't trying to be disrespectful to you…"
Constantine smiled. "I understand. Remember your words today. I've given you a new chance at life. Your life is the Aslan Empire's. Sharjah, you'll service Lear from henceforth. Awaken his complete power as soon as you can."
"Yes, Great Elder," Sharjah squealed in excitement. He could do it as long as he had resources. 
"Thank you for giving me this chance. I'll bring Wang Zheng in front of you once I have the power to. To kill him is my greatest wish!"
Constantine smiled in response. "I await that day." He knew that Wang Zheng had taken everything Lear had. Of course, those weren't Lear's in the first place, but Lear wasn't one to think that way. That was why he was so bigoted, and such people put him at ease when using them.
Lear continued kneeling on the ground until the Great Elder and the Thirteenth Elder were gone. No one could see his face, which was so calm…
That spur of the moment just now was just to reinforce to Constantine that he was a monster and was easy to control…


He received a genetic score of 28... completely disqualifying him from applying to military college!
He helped deliver a friend's love letter... and fell into a lake becoming infamous for dying for love!
His very first gift... warped him into a brutal training simulation!
However he perserved through all these trials! Our Dear Student Wang Zheng has finally started his lucky(?) university life!
This is the song of a blood boiling and exciting storm! The most ferocious and heated mecha adventure around is finally here!
TL Note: This is a novel about doing the impossible, seeing the invisible. Follow along for a ride across the universe!
TL;DR: Not Shakespeare, not complex, but fun and easy to read. Come support! 
As the translator, I've enjoyed translating this novel and I hope to bring the essence of what the author has tried to portray into the chapters you will read.
To sum it up in 3 words: Mechs! Explosions! Science!
To be perfectly honest, this novel is about your typically overpowered protagonist who does get looked down from time to time but always overcomes the odds with his own special power. He's abit more mature having grown up on his own and just a littttttttle bit dense.
Although it always ends up with him winning, it always happens in an interesting (subjective) and fun way that makes me enjoy reading this.
The novel has elements of lighthearted comedy from time to time and I do chuckle at how direct the humor is.
It's not as smart as say WMW nor does it weave an intricate story much like Ergen's novels. More importantly, its fun and it doesn't try to hide it.


"As you wish, your highness." Baudelaire walked out of the temple and a green bridge appeared beneath his legs. He walked up to the Floating City one step at a time on the bridge, as devout as one on a pilgrimage.
Saleen saw that Baudelaire was dressed in a lavish, elegant robe and that his face was covered with an intricate mask. The mask was transparent, with a blank, deadpan face of the figure visible underneath.
Green holy prose coursed over the transparent mask, exuding a mystical charm.
The eyes of the figure were made from a pair of tiger-eye stones. Such low-level gems shone with a brilliant light over Baudelaire's face.
Baudelaire did not conceal the fact that he was a figure. He had used unknown means to get the adherents of Nature Faith to acknowledge him as the pope.
People who had been in contact with gods had all learned a trick or two. The tricks were either used for deception or salvation.
The green bridge was conjured using divine spells. Saleen did not know that the Goddess of Nature had once created such flashy yet practically useless divine spells. That might have actually been an invention of Baudelaire's. However, Saleen had to admit that the believers loved that scene very much.
The feeling of walking up to heaven, and the temptation of attaining eternity.
Baudelaire came before Saleen, kneeling to kiss Saleen's shoe.
Saleen did not feel any disgust over what he did, as Baudelaire was a devout follower. None of what he did there was seen by any of the 800 thousand believers below, but they were able to feel it nonetheless. The pope submitted before Saleen. Saleen behaved very in a very composed manner.
In other religions, such a scene would have wrought havoc. But then again, Saleen was the one who had established the entire Nature Faith in the first place, and every single believer knew that. 
Furthermore, with even more shocking scenes unfolding right before their eyes, what they saw right then did not surprise the believers all that much.
That was the subtle influence that Saleen had on his audience.
On that day, he shocked the believers with the advent of the Floating City. Baudelaire took the chance to channel his faith through Saleen, making his silhouette look even clearer in the minds of the believers.
"You've done well, Baudelaire," Saleen said to him in encouragement.
Baudelaire did not stand up. He simply straightened up while still kneeling and answered, "Your highness, I feel that now you have all the power you need to crush the Holy See."
Baudelaire was talking about the Floating City. The size of the city notwithstanding, what was more important was that every inch of the city's land could be used to craft equipment. 
It was extravagant to the extreme, yet such extravagance was played well. It exuded their weight and importance instead of only their wealth.
"Baudelaire, I know that you hold great enmity for the Holy See. But there are two level-12 oracles there, and they are from his divine kingdoms..."
Saleen looked at Baudelaire's demonic eyes and found the resentment and hatred within them to have considerably thinned since he last saw him. Baudelaire then lowered his head and said, "Your highness, I shall keep waiting then."
"Yes, you need to keep waiting." Saleen paused for a bit and sensed no ripple from Baudelaire's soul. He only continued after feeling that. "I've killed Theisio completely. I take it that you've gotten rid of the great head inquisitor, no?"
Baudelaire's body only shuddered as he said, "Indeed, I've completely eradicated the great head inquisitor. Not even the Divine Tablet spell would be able to save him."
He did not know what he felt when he heard news of Theisio's death. There was no way he could have asked to be allowed to exact revenge with his own hands.
While Theisio looked amicable and kind, the Tribunal had only been able to pull off all their unforgivable atrocities because the pope had given his silent permission.
Theisio had died, but Baudelaire had wanted to end him very, very much.
The Holy See had only regained its vigor over the past several decades because of Theisio. Because of him, the power of the Holy See had expanded significantly. Theisio had raised over 100 red-robed bishops by himself. While they were not extremely powerful, they were good at management and administrative work.
The Tanggulasi royalty had only been able to take back some of what was theirs after toiling for hundreds of years, all of which they lost again during Theisio's time as pope. Such was Theisio's worth. 
If he had not encountered Saleen, Theisio would have definitely become the greatest pope in history. However, was also the weakest in terms of combat capacity.
The previous pope had been at level-12 when he'd taken up the position.
Saleen did not care how Theisio died, but Baudelaire did. He had hoped to see Theisio die within Holy City, right before his devout believers and the red-robed bishops. Instead, he had died unceremoniously and silently.
"Your highness, I mean no offense, but I feel as if Theisio is still alive," Baudelaire blurted out all of a sudden.
"Maybe. If Theisio has methods to resurrect himself, there is nothing I would be able to do about it. But at the very least, he has already died once by my hand. The Holy See is truly a pain in the a**..." Saleen answered nonchalantly.
Baudelaire did not continue. Saleen was an astrologer, so Baudelaire's words put him on guard. The great head inquisitor had means of resurrecting, so why was Theisio, the leader of the Holy See, killed so easily by my hands?
Night fell. Pope Baudelaire and Saleen the Lightning King spent hours talking. Millions of seeds rained down from the Floating City, taking root, sprouting, blossoming, and finally, bearing fruit in Nature City.
When dawn came, Nature City was filled with the fresh scent of the red fruit.
It was the purest fruit of the Nature Faith, a favorite of the Goddess of Myers.
The Floating City hovered above Nature City for three days, sending down hundreds of thousands of demons. All of them were clad in temple knight armor as they joined Nature City's ranks.
Baudelaire gained his first bishop as well—a kind spirit.
It seemed to be a sign that the light of the Goddess of Myers was about to shine on other planes.
The spirit was a jade skeleton, was, of course, assigned from the Winged Skull's side. The Winged Skull had finished cordoning the seas off. Alchemy City had attempted to break through, but they were met with resistance from Grand Duke Iron Blood's fleet.
There was little left to the imagination when it came to naval battles. The power of the Ancient gave Alchemy City a hard time. Unless Alchemy City came to possess warships of similar class, the Ancient would simply be an insurmountable pass at sea.
The alliance between Grand Duke Iron Blood and Saleen was also a technical one. Restoration of the Ancient was one of the terms they'd laid out. Saleen had acquired dragons bred on Dragon Island, all manner of methods for taming dragons, as well as a large number of dragon eggs.
Grand Duke's investment paid off. Saleen released part of the Ancient's schematics to him. They, of course, had the manufacturing process of magic power furnaces omitted, but some technical aspects of building the magic net were included.
Laying out a magic net was costly. Without something like the Magical Element Tower present, a magic net was only good for defense and utterly incapable of being used for offense. 
Of course, it was possible to set up a magic net on the Ancient, but the warship was incapable of flight and was only able to sail on the sea.
Saleen had no fear of the grand duke using the Ancient against him. The grand duke was not that stupid. In the same way, Saleen would have been able to use the dragons against the grand duke.
Saleen sent his teacher back to Metatrin City after he finished with the affairs at Nature City, He then assigned Sika to his side.
Saleen was unable to continue looking for temples because he had two matters to address first. One of them was building a memorial where Pompeii City had once been. The other was giving Gaine the Star Gathering Needle in the Imperial City of the Abyss.
He was unable to delay with either, as Saleen had promised to meet Gaine at the Imperial City of the Abyss as soon as he reached level-10 as an astrologer.
It was fortunate that Saleen already had the Star Gathering Needle with him, so he did not need to spend more time locating one. As such, he decided to make a trip to Pompeii City.
On his way to Pompeii City, the number knights in the Nature Faith's corps expanded to 500 thousand strong, 400 thousand of which were demons. The number of human knights increased to about 100 thousand.
It was a very frightening rate of expansion. No religions had been able to expand at such a speed in Qin before.
Furthermore, Nature Faith's expansion seemed to be increasing. It was like a monster that kept bloating up, taking up more and more of northern Qin. Pope Theisio had perished, the Holy See's forces were crushed by the flood, all 49 of the red-robed bishops were dead, and the great head inquisitor was nowhere to be found.
All of that robbed the Holy See of their remaining powers in northern Qin, forcing them to retreat to Kroraina.
The Nature Faith absorbed the knights into their forces, preparing to retaliate.
Within Holy City, the church that had once belonged to the pope was gone, replaced with two towering buildings. The two oracles had moved two mountains and had the holy masters carve them out, building two churches that were near 1,000 meters in height.
The pope's chief of affairs, Sharjah, had taken over the position of the pope for the time being. Sharjah, who was armed with the Ring of Many Gods, could have become a supreme figure at one time. But given the return of the two oracles, he was once again made into a figurehead.
His use was only to serve as a temporary appointee within the codex.
Until the next pope was elected, Sharjah would wield the powers of the pope in the pope's place. However, Sharjah did not even have the right to appoint red-robed bishops. All of the new red-robed bishops were appointed by the two oracles.
Sharjah was vexed, yet there was nothing he could do about it. He was no match for the two oracles. Despite being pope, he was sent to Glorious City to investigate an important case from almost two years prior.
Glorious City had once served as the core of the Holy See. It had since fallen on hard times. Sending him to such a place was apparently a part of a move taken by the two oracles to get rid of any figures deemed as eyesores. The oracles needed to fool the Lord of Glory, so they were unable to outright kill Sharjah.
The pope's chief of affairs was a position appointed by their god. If both the pope and the pope's chief of affairs ended up dead at the same time, their god needed to take note. As a precaution against this, the two figures never ventured outside together. 
One of them needed to take care of things at the core of the Holy See, getting ready to face any unforeseen circumstances.
The two oracles appointed a new pope as soon as Sharjah left Holy City.
The new pope was a boy. It was said that he had not been a part of the faith's ranks for long. He was not even someone from the Tanggulasi Empire.
The name of the boy pope was Gagas.
The intention to cast Sharjah aside was apparent, but he had no choice but to take his orders. His entourage consisted of less than 100 people. He had lost the position as the pope's stand-in while he was on the road. He was no longer able to serve as the pope's chief of affairs. 
Sharjah became little more than a joke in the Pivotal Council. Furthermore, if he were to return to Holy City, he would have to surrender the Ring of Many Gods.
The 60 holy masters he had with him felt dejected as well. It was as if all of them had been exiled. The Holy See's core powers no longer had anything to do with them.
The horse carriages moved along the road, making almost no sound. The horse carriage at the front stopped suddenly. Sharjah frowned and his body froze. He saw a young man dressed in a white robe before him. He had no idea when the intruder had entered the carriage, or how he was sitting right in front of him.
"Lord Fycro..." Sharjah addressed the man before him.


It is said that the true meaning of a mage is to fully understand the truth of the world. A mage named Saleen Metatrin goes on many missions as a normal mage to try and change his fate. This in turn led to many problems and adventures.  

Monsoon at my door, little bit feeling drowsy that day but I had to attend my first day of school.  Who am I? The common question of the society, whenever we human had to say something about anything but I wanted to skip that old fashioned approach of introducing every character that I am going to mention. So, where was I, oh, yes, I was feeling less active for my first day of high school. The rainy season just trying to whistle to my ears when my first day of high school started. I wasn't ready for it, out of nowhere sudden rush of airy storms in my ways, pushed me to hurry. By the force of weather, I ran off to my school, there I rushed to fall over a guy in black raincoat. He was there for his little sister's admission. I was fully awake after fallen into him. Me and him were not ready for that accident. As embarrassing as it was, we didn't even glanced each other, nevertheless about introducing each other to know but he managed to ask me where was the admission office, so, like a good, obedient, well mannered kid,  I showed him where it was and he apparently went there with his soaked up documents. I wasn't late but I didn't wait for him either.  It turned into a beautiful day within 10 minutes, gloomy heavy day turned into a little bit stormy airy day. I found out that we had to attend to a student orientation program. Our orientation program held in the hall, it was far from our school and teachers room, in between we had a field surrounded by the rose and lily garden along with iron benches and just in the back, there was a student hostel with cafeteria, there was a hospital alongside in the corner of that row just for school campus,  there was a staff room with it and student activists space, various kinds of student clubs free spaces that were still not reserved by the students,  indoor swimming pool was only attached with the hall where our student orientation was held. It was a grand arrangement. On one side of the hall there was arranged all seatings for the students for seminars and on the other side there was a dance floor, buffet arrangement with washrooms.  From the hall, the beautiful view of the sea green swimming pool could be enjoyed. Our swimming pool was tiled and designed with sea green, white marble floors and there it was engraved, our school and university logo, a snow white swan getting ready to fly. We could use wash room as a lounge. It was wide enough to coexist with other gender, to lie down or to change our uniform. We also had our own lockers. It started, our orientation, we all shared our own colourful dreams with our dean who had a great influence on our headmaster and principal. He assured us that we all could achieve it if we work for it. What I saw that we all had our own dreams but it's all inexpensive. Garden of dreams shining through the all students eyes with hopeful colours that could be seen in the near future probably, but who was going to care if it's not going to be achieved or shine because all we like to see was, the shining stars that didn't even needed any teachers guidance by their own brilliance. However, our school was separated in three sections elementary school, high school and university where students could take higher studies as many as they could. I was in high school section. Our school tried to make us as good as they could trained, to be a good citizen of our country, so we should not be the burden of any kind by staying, living, eating and shitting in our country, that's the main objectivity and aim of our school, atleast that was what I thought on my opinion.  They educated us, trained us through student activists various club members. These clubs got their membership through the interest on particular subject, it could be book readers, ancient historic relic or book collectors, cartoonists,  manga artists,  journalists, speakers, planters, stamp collectors, theaters, writers and many more things, as long as we were not harming the environment of our university, it was okay. Our activists were chosen by the school authorities, school and high school was under the same jurisdiction ruler as precisely I might say a warlord who was the member of university authorities. So, nothing was easy. Everything was under the moonlight trees where everything could not be seen. Our activists work were simple, they just needed to approve and welcome us with their open arms as a club member and help us to trained ourselves on our subject, so we could make out a profession from it, if we could.  Our uniform was also provided by our school. Sewn, cleaned, dried and ironed uniform,  we had to collect it from the school every week. It was easy to study in our school,  we just needed to attend everyday that's all, everything would be helped out if we any numb skull ever suffered. Yes, we knew that we were not the children of any scholars or inventors or any dripping brilliance humanoid or any scholarship achievers or born intellect so, we needed to work more harder to make the environment clean of our country, atleast not a burden or garbage that's what we had to prove by graduating from there. Meanwhile,  that guy I met earlier was a police officer, later I knew from him when I spoke to him. He was there for getting admission of his little sister in school. He was writing an application for installation payment program, so he could pay  without suffering. I said earlier, we all trained up there from our primary level to highest level. I saw how seriously he was applying for his kid sister.  I said nothing but to walk away for that day from school to my heavenly pleasurable armchair that was waiting for me at my room.

Note: Not for backstabbing people or lovers.

When the principal saw Qiao Zijin's results, he made a phone call to check. The answer he received was exactly the same as the transcript in front of him.
After all, they were high school teachers and would know the admission scores for The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China. The admission scores for The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China were much higher than that of the Ping Cheng High School. It was impossible for Qiao Zijin to enroll in The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China with such results.
There was only one explanation. The Qiao family must have forked out a large sum of money to enroll Qiao Zijin into The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China.
If the Qiao family could come up with such a large sum of money to send Qiao Zijin to The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China, it showed that their financial situation was not as bad as what the rumor made it to be. In that case, it would not be seen as splurging for her parents to rent a house near the school for Qiao Nan.
The principal was certain that the three-year lease of Qiao Nan's house that was near the school cost less than half the amount of Qiao Zijin's 'sponsorship fee' to The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China.
In that case, the rumors that Qiao Nan leeched on her parents were not true.
The environmental evidence was much more credible than the words of others.
Ding Jiayi never imagined that after she took great efforts to spread the rumors about Qiao Nan in Ping Cheng High School, everything would come to futile all because of the fact that she spent money to 'sponsor' Qiao Zijin to study at her high school. As soon as it was cleared up, the rumors that had been spreading would die down eventually.
"As a teacher, it is inappropriate for me to comment on the behavior of the parents. Other people might value boys more than girls. As for the Qiao family, they value the elder daughter more than the younger daughter. I was angry after reading through the materials. I could not sleep a wink at night. I can't believe that there is such a mother in this world who has the heart to do terrible things to her own daughter. If not for the solid proof, no one will believe it. These people are fearless as they think that they can do anything with their status. We almost wronged our own student. Principal, given Qiao Nan's results, she actually could enroll in The High School Affiliated to Renmin University of China."
Teacher Liu took a deep breath. He was furious at what he read from the documents.
After being a teacher for a long time, one could get to know all sorts of bizarre things and 'widen' one's horizons in the process. "Qiao Nan chose to come to our school because she studied at Ping Cheng Junior High School. Given her excellent performance in junior high school, she could have been directly admitted to our high school, but she refused to do so. She insisted on taking the middle school examination and has done our school proud by coming in the first place in the province. We have to be fair to such a good student like her. At the very least, we must not let such things happen again or escalate."
"You are right." The principal took off his glasses and stopped looking at the information. He could not bear to read on.
According to the data, the parents had no wish for Qiao Nan to continue with her studies. They wanted her to quit junior high school and work.
If not for Qiao Nan who had a mind of her own and insisted on completing her studies, Ping Cheng High School would not have a top scholar in middle school examination like her.
Qiao Nan's performance had been very stable and excellent. The principal was certain that as long as Qiao Nan could maintain her standard, their school would definitely be able to have a top scholar in the college entrance examination in three years' time.
As the principal of Ping Cheng High School, how could he allow such an excellent student to leave school!
Ding Jiayi had always succeeded in making life difficult for Qiao Nan. She had gone too overboard that she ended up setting her own spear against her own shield.
No matter how exaggerated and serious Ding Jiayi made it to be, people could see through her lies easily after some probing and investigations.
They had the solid proof with them, and nobody would believe Ding Jiayi's lies.
"But we have to be very careful when handling this matter. Otherwise, it will have an impact on our school," Teacher Liu said seriously. The whole school had probably known about the rumors now.
After all, this was Qiao Nan's family affairs. The school could not possibly publicize the family affairs of the Qiao family. They could not make a speech to clear things up on the flag-raising ceremony on Monday either.
But now that they knew the truth, they could not sit by and do nothing about it.
Once other people learned about this, the students and the teachers in the school would be affected.
If outsiders learned of the rumors, the reputation of Ping Cheng High School would be completely ruined.
If Qiao Nan really did these things, the principal could come up with an excuse to expel Qiao Nan and things would die down gradually. But now that he knew that what Ding Jiayi said were all lies, as a principal, he could not do this to his student.
Therefore, Teacher Liu felt that it was not easy to clear up the rumors.
"Let me think about it." The principal pinched his nose, lost in his thoughts. Ding Jiayi had created such big trouble for Ping Cheng High School and landed them in such a dilemma. He felt bitterness in his mouth at the thought of Ding Jiayi. "There's a way!"
"What is the solution?" Teacher Liu asked nervously. Right now, the principal was the only one who could solve the problem.
"I remember that Teacher Feng who has retired has a house nearby. He lives abroad with his son and left the house with the school. I remember there isn't anyone staying at the house, is there?"
"Yes, no one lives there. However, there is some miscellaneous stuff there." Teacher Liu's eyes lit up. He more or less knew what the principal was thinking about.
"You can make a trip in noontime to have a talk with Qiao Nan's father and tell him what has happened recently. You can hand him the key to Teacher Feng's small cottage as well. Qiao Nan is a good student. The school has exempted her from paying tuition and miscellaneous fees. This can be considered as an additional reward for her."
"Let me thank you on behalf of Qiao Nan. Thank you, principal," Teacher Liu said happily.
"Let's just do this. You should go over to Qiao Nan's house to inform them so that they can make preparations. The house has been vacant for a while. I suppose it will need some cleaning up. I heard that Qiao Nan's father had a car accident recently and he is still recovering from it. You can bring a few helpers with you to clear up the house as much as possible. In this way, Qiao Nan can devote her full attention to her studies."
"Thank you, principal!" Teacher Liu did not expect that the principal would arrange a place for Qiao Nan. It was an excellent solution.
Teacher Liu had his class in the morning. After his class, he had time to make the necessary arrangements.


Qiao Nan: Crap! I am your biological daughter, yet I am treated as if I was picked up from the streets. In fact, you treat me worse than that!

Mother Qiao: Qiao Nan, you are not as pretty or smart as your elder sister. You are not as blessed as her. You have no right to study, marry, or to have your happiness!

Qiao Nan: Why am I not allowed to study, marry, or to seek my happiness? I will find a man right now and marry him!

Qiao Nan is dumbstruck upon discovering that the man right beside her is a powerful figure in the quad—the person who has the most promising prospects to be the future Chief.

Qiao Nan stares at the well-built man in front of her. He has firm abs and cold, chilling eyes. She swallows the lump in her throat as she says her greetings, "Good Morning, Chief!"

Shanaia Aira's Point of View 


" Baby, wake up, you'll be late for school." I felt a slightly shake on my shoulder as I heard my nanny's voice. 


I woke up and looked up at the smiley face of yaya Didang who was just waking me up. Here in our country, we call our nanny, "yaya". 


"Good morning yaya, what time is it?" I asked.


"It's six in the morning my beautiful princess and you need to be in your new school before eight o'clock, you have been taking so long to take a shower so you need to hurry up and get your breakfast ready."  Nanny drove me out of my room.


" Where's daddy and mommy and my siblings?" I asked.


"They left early almost at the same time. You know the municipality needs to be up early every Monday. Your mommy has a taping on the tv station and your sister is in the studio for the recording of her new song."  yaya's long explanation.


I sigh. Why am I not used to it? I have always been alone in this house. Today is my first day as a high school student, they should be with me because of my new environment but none of them will support  me. As usual, only my yaya is with me again.

I got out of my room gloomily and followed my nanny downstairs. Our house was huge but I was always with our house helpers, they are my constant companion. 


Since my elder sister Shane, entered showbusiness as a singer - actress four years ago, my life has been this way.
We used to be together a lot before and she was helping me with my school assignments but that changed when she graduated in grade school because Aunt Jellyn persuaded her to enter showbusiness. Aunt Jellyn is the youngest sister and only sibling of my mommy, she's a singer - actress and she is really into acting. And I think, being a celebrity really runs in our blood. My mom Eliza Guererro Gallardo used to be a beauty queen and is now a host of her own show entitled All About Beauty, which has been aired on television for five years.


While my dad, Adrian Gallardo, came from a family of politicians. His dad served in the province as a municipal mayor for 16 years and at the time of his death it was my daddy who took his position but eventually ran for congressman and is now in his second term in this position.

My brother Andrew is five years older than Shane. And at a young age of 22 he is already a municipal councilor in our area. He is often away from home and he and dad are always together on the streets serving people. He also intends to run for mayor in the next election.


So I grew up with a miserable life. I have all the material things that I want and everything that a teen age girl like me needed but I am not happy.


They loved me as the youngest of the family but they just didn't have the time to accompany me. I was thirsty for my own family's attention.


It is sad to eat alone. It's always been this way but I'm still not used to it. In this kind of situation, I feel like I'm an orphan. 


And at my age, I still feel insecurities in life, I'm smart but I don't feel like I have anything to do with myself.  My nanny says I'm beautiful but I can't see it in me.

Really? How can they say I'm beautiful when I am wearing big eye glasses and braces on the teeth? I look like a younger version of Betty La Fea.  I'm not as beautiful as my sister.  I'm just smart. 


 But who cares?


That's not what my family sees.  I never felt that they were so proud of me even in my school achievements. I was the school valedictorian in my grade school and they're not there when I graduated. Only my nanny. So sad. 


I am also a talented person , I can sing, dance, can play musical instruments and act like my family but I don't want to show up because I don't like the field they belong to. I don't want to follow their path, be it politics or showbusiness. 



I want a simple life.
If someday, I had my own family, I would give my time to them. I would never let them experience what I experienced with my own family. 
 

They love me but why can't I feel it? Their way of love is that they fill me with material things and money. That's not all that I wanted. All I want is their time.It's the most precious thing that you can give to your love ones but sad to say my family can't give me that. 


I quickly finished my meal and rushed back to my room to take a bath in my own bathroom.


When I had finished dressing up, I invited my nanny there to accompany me to my first day of class.


I got into my car with my own driver, obviously I had never been able to drive alone even though I know how to drive.I haven't had a license yet because I am only 13 years old. So since they bought me a car, my older brother Andrew gave me his driver, Mang Simon to be my driver.


We got to the school in no time. My nanny and my driver will wait for me in the parking lot until my classes ends. 


I looked around the school premises. My sister Shane is also a student here back in her high school. She is very popular in this school because of being a famous celebrity. I don't want this school to give me a special treatment because of that. I want to make my own name in this school, not as a famous celebrity's sister but as a smart student. 


When I saw my room, I hurriedly went inside.I thought I am late already but it was a relief to find out that our teacher is not around yet. 


I chose to sit on the right side in front, and not long before I was seated, two cute girls were smiling towards me.


"Hi! I'm Venice Gomez and this one is Charlotte Fuentes and you are?" She acknowledged as she handed me her hand.

"Aira .. Shanaia Aira Gallardo."  I answered and reached out for her hand and did the same thing to Charlotte.


" Gallardo?  Are you related to Shane Adriana Gallardo, the latest famas teen best actress?  "Charlotte asked.


" Yeah, she's my sister. "I shudder.


" Really?  So, that means, the super hot and super handsome municipal councilor Andrew Elijah Gallardo is your brother?" asked Charlotte in a high pitch tone. 



I nodded. A bit amused. 


" Gosh, she's my sister's ultimate crush.OMG, my sister will definitely strain me when I tell her. " said Venice. I smiled and shrugged. She's so cute when she giggled. 


The two of them asked so many things about my siblings. And I gladly answered. We talked about a lot of things and before our teacher arrived, the three of us instantly became friends.


We seat side by side because our teacher arrange our seats alphabetically. We will be seatmates until the school year ends. Yey! 


At lunch time my nanny came to give me the lunch she had prepared for me and since I have too much, I shared it to Charlotte and Venice. We happily ate my lunch that yaya brought me. 


Later in the afternoon, when our classes ends, Venice and Charlotte went with me to the parking lot where their drivers were waiting too.


So far, my sad life instantly change into a happy one because of them. I felt giddy and excited everytime I go to school because of my newly found friends. They became my happy pill and I don't even notice what I'm missing out in my life. 


Happiness is a choice. I can be happy if I want to. The time my family couldn't afford to give, I can take it with others.


Happiness doesn't come to those who didn't appreciate what they have.And I love my family so even though they don't have time for me, I just understand.They are the ones that I have that comes from God. 


And the secret of being happy is accepting where you are in life and making the most out of it everyday. 


Acceptance is the key. 


In this state of my life, do I need to ask for more? No. definitely not. Just be happy. Not everyone is born with a silver spoon in the mouth.


Maybe one day my lonely life will suddenly change.


Who knows?

Shanaia Aira Gallardo belongs to a family of politicians and artists. Isn't it ostentatious? But she doesn't like politics and showbusiness because for her, this world is complicated, incoherent and no privacy at all. And she believes that as soon as you enter showbusiness , you need to accept that your life is not just yours anymore – it is everyone’s. You belong to the public and owned by public. 


But what if the only person she secretly loved belong to this world?


Will she keep her promise to herself or will she just give in to what her heart dictates? 


Let's find out.

According to the student union's typical arrangement at No. 59 High School, after Tang Jingze's speech, a representative from among the invited guests would wrap up the meeting in the final segment.
But actually, none of them had been able to clearly hear what Tang Jingze had said…
Because before the allotted hour was up, this exchange meeting had already been out of control for fifty minutes, leaving him only five minutes to speak. Furthermore, it wasn't five minutes of solemn silence, but filled with the drone of voices, like the incessant buzzing of a fly around his ear.
Had it been a usual meeting, Tang Jingze would have blown up much earlier on. But now, in the presence of people from another school, he had to bear the humiliation and swallow his anger in order to preserve his dignity as the president of the student union. 
With five minutes left to the end of the meeting, Tang Jingze looked at his watch, only to find that he hadn't even gotten through a thirtieth of his meticulously planned speech!
Gritting his teeth, he looked at Lotus Sun. "Then, let us invite the representative of No. 60 High School, Classmate Lotus Sun, to say a few words."
Thunderous applause filled the classroom.
Knowing that it was Lotus Sun's turn to speak, the hot-blooded boys of No. 59 High School quickly quietened down after gallantly clapping for her.
It was silent enough to hear a pin drop…
Tang Jingze was so infuriated he almost spit up blood… he had spent fifty minutes struggling to contain the situation, but lost out to the name "Lotus Sun"! … F**k! 
He stood up and moved a few steps to the side, promptly pressing a button to broadcast Lotus Sun's voice to every corner of the school. Every single time she became tongue-tied would be recorded and later used as the butt of watercooler jokes.
Heh, there's still five minutes left! Let's see what rubbish sentiment you can pull out!
Lotus Sun calmly walked onto the dais and flipped her hair back. Even at that distance, Wang Ling could detect a whiff of fragrance.
She bowed slightly to the students below her with full confidence, then sat down with easy grace in the seat which Tang Jingze had vacated. Adjusting her tone, she said softly, "Hello everyone, I am the Vice President of the Student Union at No. 60 High School and class monitor of Grade One, Class Three, Lotus Sun."
This was completely unlike her usual tone; she had clearly been trained! A gentle and sweet voice mixed with a faint broadcasting style, the movements of her lips and teeth, every frown and every smile… it was only the opening remarks, but the audience was already silently enveloped in her voice.
It wasn't just the students of No. 59 High School; even Wang Ling and the others froze for a second.
"I never expected Classmate Lotus Sun's voice to be so beautiful when she gets serious."
"She deserves to be the Nation's School Beauty, this is just like a voice actor!"
Below the dais, the students from No. 59 High School started to whisper to one another.
Lotus Sun smiled faintly and continued, "It is an honor for our No. 60 High School delegation to be invited to the student exchange meet at No. 59 High School. In the last fifty minutes, Classmate Tang Jingze has set us a good example as the President of the Student Union at No. 59 High School…"
The corners of Tang Jingze and Fang Huaqing's mouths pulled down in spite of themselves — this was laying it on too thick!
Super Chen, Hero Guo, and Feather Lin already couldn't help sniggering.
Wang Ling still tried to maintain a straight face. He had to admit, though… Lotus Sun's voice when she was being serious was indeed nice to listen to. 
Lotus Sun wasn't in a hurry as she spoke in a pleasant and captivating manner. "Both sides have engaged in friendly conversation in meetings. We've exchanged opinions and enhanced mutual understanding. The talks were beneficial, and I believe we did our No. 60 High School proud. Likewise, we also respect No. 59 High School's views and admire Classmate Tang Jingze's contribution toward safeguarding the school environment."
Outside the teaching building, Old Antique couldn't help snickering as he heard the broadcast, eyes crinkling into thin slits.
After all, she was the successor nurtured by Huaguo Water Curtain Group. Her deadpan and indirect approach in ruthlessly criticizing No. 59 High School was too brilliant!
Lotus Sun had indeed been trained in broadcasting, which was a compulsory component of Huaguo Water Curtain Group's family business management matters. She had been educated in these types of business management areas from a very young age.
She had already received a national language certificate from Huaxiu nation in relation to the field of broadcasting. Not only did she have a sweet voice and even pacing, she was also able to adapt quickly to any situation. Tang Jingze had wanted to make things difficult for Lotus Sun here, but he was obviously nothing compared with her.
Every skilled broadcaster had a stopwatch in their minds, and could increase or decrease their pacing by precisely calculating the time.
Of course, it was the same for Lotus Sun.
Estimating that she had less than thirty seconds left, Lotus Sun smiled faintly and started to wind up. "Meanwhile, we are deeply sorry for No. 59 High School's loss of twelve spirit gathering arrays in a day…
"I hope that in the future, there will be more interaction between our two schools to enhance our friendship and to make greater contributions toward the mutual and harmonious development of our students!!"
Dinglingling! — The dismissal bell rang, signaling the end of the third class in the afternoon.
Lotus Sun had spoken for exactly five minutes, not a minute more and not a minute less.
"Thank you everyone!" She released a sigh, straightened her back and gave another bow. Each action was so perfect that no one could find fault with any of them.
Tang Jingze then heard vigorous applause papapapa resound throughout the classroom. Even teachers in the office listening to the broadcast couldn't help clapping. Even if they had no idea what was happening at the meeting venue, everyone who heard Lotus Sun's speech would assume that this exchange meeting had been a great success!
In the meeting venue, almost all the boys stood up to cheer and clap for her.
"Although I don't know what Classmate Lotus Sun was talking about, it was still so cool!"
"Damn! In comparison, our president was Runtu[1]!"
"Goddess Lotus Sun has such a beautiful voice! Why the heck did they give so much time to Tang Jingze that guy, that was just a waste of life! I strongly beg the goddess to come back for meetings at No. 59 High School!"
This was the might of the ongoing impact of Lotus Sun's domain…
Once it started to take effect, it could influence ninety-five percent of the people within its range.
Although not everyone bought into Lotus Sun's impact, Wang Ling felt that in some sense, this ability to "devour" both women and men was beyond even cultivation realms, it was too powerful.
On one side, with Lotus Sun at its center, the room was bright and clear.
On the other side, dark clouds hung over the heads of Tang Jingze and the others…
Wang Ling felt that those faces could not get any blacker — they were just like stale pork liver that had been further stamped upon by dirty, wet galoshes. 
It was his own school and he was the president of the student union, yet Tang Jingze had been humiliated in his own territory by people from another school.
He ground his teeth in hatred. No matter what, he would surely pay the people from No. 60 High School back double for the game which he had lost today.
After all, this was just the first day!
There were still three more days to go…
Tang Jingze still refused to admit defeat.
[1] Runtu is a character in the Chinese novel 'My Old Home' by well-known writer Luxun. The story is told in the first-person, and tells of how the protagonist returns from the city to the countryside where he grew up, and of the sharp contrasts between him and his childhood friend, country boy Runtu, after so many years.


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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Wednesday.
As soon as his morning classes were over, Fang Ping made a beeline for Scenic Lake Gardens.
At the real estate gallery.
Fang Ping paid the final payment, receiving the paperwork and keys in return. After that, he went to the house to check it out, and with that, the preliminary handover was done.
After settling the final payment, Fang Ping only had slightly over 410,000 points left in his savings and cash.
…
The salesperson at the gallery left.
Without anyone in the way, Fang Ping felt much more at ease.
Taking a walk around the empty house alone, Fang Ping found himself in a very good mood.
It had barely been a few days, but he had already bought himself a large house.
Fang Ping considered Fang Yuan's reaction upon finding out he had bought a large house. It would definitely be interesting.
However, Fang Ping did not plan to tell his family about this just yet. Even if he were to tell them, it had to be after Gaokao.
Once he made it into the martial sciences, he could say he earned it from working with Wang Jinyang. He could even say a large corporation was investing in him in advance. Either way, he would have an excuse.
If his family found out about it now, he would inevitably make his parents worry.
"I'll buy some workout equipment, but the furniture can wait.
"I'll just get some necessary items, like a sofa, a table, and some chairs. Otherwise, I won't have anywhere to sit.
"Oh yeah, I need to get a bed too. I might have to stay the night here…"
Once he made a list of what items he needed to buy, Fang Ping wasted no time and headed out right away.
…
An hour later.
Fang Ping walked out of the city's largest furniture store.
He had booked everything he needed and paid the deposit too. Two days later, all of his purchases would arrive at his doorstep.
With the sofa, table, and chairs, he did not splurge on quality. He just bought whatever that was serviceable.
For the workout equipment, though, Fang Ping made sure he invested in items that were above average.
Even when he was done with the equipment, he could leave the stuff to Fang Yuan. That would not be a waste.
The sofa, table, and chairs did not cost too much, but the equipment cost him a pretty penny.
After he added everything up and settled all the outstanding payments, he only had about 390 thousand left.
…
When he returned to school, Chen Fan asked him slightly curiously, "Fang Ping, why have you been acting all mysterious lately?"
In the past, Fang Ping did not go home during lunch break, and neither did Chen Fan.
The two of them often went to the cafeteria or ate out, but recently, Chen Fan did not see Fang Ping very often at all.
"I've been caught up with some things lately. It's been a little busy."
"Although you signed up for martial sciences, the Martial Science Exam is really hard to take. Social science classes are easier…"
Chen Fan reminded him again patiently, and Fang Ping smiled as he nodded.
He was only advising Fang Ping before they were close. His other, more distant, acquaintances would be more than happy to see him abandon his studies. It would rid them of some competition.
As the two of them were chatting, Yang Jian turned around from where he was sitting in front of them. "Fang Ping, wanna go train together tonight?"
For the past few days, Fang Ping had been getting accustomed to the effects of the increase in his Vitality.
He had no time to train with them, and he had not seen much of a point in it either.
However, now that he had learned a cultivation method, he had not found it particularly efficient to just practice his stances or cultivate at home.
There was nothing at the new house right now, and Fang Ping did not intend to go there just yet. In that case, it may be a good idea to see how others trained.
After a moment's consideration, Fang Ping nodded. "Sure, let's train together tonight."
Yang Jian had just been venturing the invitation casually. The last few times he asked, Fang Ping had declined to go.
This time, however, Fang Ping actually agreed to his half-hearted suggestion. It was so sudden that Yang Jian did not fully comprehend it right away.
Soon enough, though, Yang Jian's face split into a grin. "Alright, then let's go together after class.
"Fang Ping, there will be loads of people there, and quite a few of the school's top hopefuls will be training there too.
"Watching how others trained might help you out a little."
"Okay…"
"..."
The two of them agreed to go together after class, and soon they fell quiet, waiting for the teacher to start teaching.
…
The afternoon classes were over in no time at all.
The social science students might stay until nighttime for self-study, but martial science students like Fang Ping and the others almost never did.
Wu Zhihao and the others had found out that Fang Ping was participating in the group training session that night too.
As the boys walked out, Wu Zhihao laughed and said, "Fang Ping, you've never been to the gym, have you?
"I guarantee it'll blow your socks away!"
The gym he mentioned was No. 1 High School's very own gymnasium, prepared especially for the martial science students to train their bodies.
Not every student had their own private workout gym.
Even if they did, the atmosphere would not be quite the same.
 Wu Zhihao could train at home, but he preferred to go to the gym with everyone else.
With a crowd around, it may get a little chaotic, but having some healthy competition around would provide some motivation, spurring them to train.
Training all alone was dry and boring. Many people could not withstand that loneliness.
Fang Ping laughed at that. "Blow my socks away? What could be so interesting about watching other people train?"
Before Wu Zhihao could even say anything, Zhang Hao had already begun to snigger. "Fang Ping, you really have no idea!
"It's not like we only have male martial science students. There are plenty of girls too.
"And while they're training, do you really think they'd be fully covered up?
"Tsk-tsk, you'll know once you see it for yourself…"
Before he could finish his sentence, one of the female Martial Science Exam candidates from Class (4), Zhang Nan, huffed. "Could you stop being so pervy? Fang Ping is nothing like you!
"You're always staring at girls and embarrassing our class!"
Zhang Hao was not unduly bothered either, smiling as he said, "Did you get what Zhang Nan said? We shouldn't stare at girls from other classes. We should just ogle her instead."
"Get lost!" Zhang Nan rolled her eyes.
"Don't be so fierce. The fiercer you are, the more afraid I am of looking at you. If no one's checking you out, isn't that your loss…?"
"Zhang Hao, are you asking for a beating?"
"..."
The two of them were always at odds, and the others were not even surprised by their bickering anymore.
Wu Zhihao ignored the two of them completely and walked as he said with a laugh, "Don't listen to Zhang Hao's crap. Checking out the girls there is an extra benefit, but it isn't the main point.
"There are many hopefuls from the other classes training at the gym, and some of them have their own training methods.
"We can stand by and watch them. It helps, and we can use some of their tricks too.
"Still, all of us have more or less settled on our styles. You can check them out, Fang Ping, and see if you can learn a few tips here and there."
Fang Ping nodded. Amidst the chatter, they arrived before the gym.
There were guards taking shifts at the gym, as it was not open to the public.
Students of No. 1 High School, however, were allowed to enter, be they martial science or social science students. Of course, they had to pay a fee.
It was a token sum, though. They paid two bucks per entry, regardless of how long they stayed inside.
Fang Ping paid the fee but the others did not have to. Those who came here regularly could get a card and a monthly subscription.
The fee was just so the place would not be overrun by everyone coming in at once.
While the fee of two bucks was not much, it still meant that those who were not really interested in training would not waste the money, just for the fun of it.
…
On the second floor of the gym.
As soon as Fang Ping walked in, he was assaulted by a wave of heat.
There was a cacophony of voices, with people yelling all the time.
The layout inside was similar to that of regular gyms, but only young men and women were in here now.
As soon as Wu Zhihao and the others entered, someone immediately called out, "Zhihao, over here!"
"Zhihao, let's compete!"
"Yang Jian, how high is your Vitality now?"
"..."
They were all from the same school, and No. 1 High School had fewer than 300 students taking the Martial Science Exam. Even fewer came here regularly, adding up to less than 200 in total.
Wu Zhihao had a decent level of Vitality, and he was one of the best candidates here. As a result, many people knew him.
Faced with their greetings, Wu Zhihao just chuckled and said, "I'm not competing today, we're just here to do our own thing."
Fang Ping asked in a low voice, "Competing in what?"
"Nothing much. It's just some harmless fun, so we compete to see who can do the most push-ups, sit-ups, or who wins in tug-of-war…"
Wu Zhihao gave him a simplified explanation as he led Fang Ping and the others to a spot with fewer people.
The others had their own plans, so they each found a free machine and began to facilitate their own training.
Wu Zhihao, on the other hand, found a free composite machine and taught Fang Ping how to train.
Although Fang Ping knew how to use these things, he could not bring himself to pour cold water on Old Wu's passionate help. As he listened to Wu Zhihao's explanations, he began to look around.
There were quite a few people on the second floor of the gym, but the place was so big that it did not feel particularly cramped.
Quite a few of them were actually girls, and they did not dress very modestly when working out either.
To tell the truth, though, Fang Ping was not very interested, and he did not find the prospect of ogling at them especially attractive either.
They were young and pretty high school students. If they were at the beach, Fang Ping might still give them a second look.
Now, however, they were all drenched in sweat, and a girl's sweat was no more fragrant than a boy's. That was why he had no intention of approaching them.
As Wu Zhihao taught Fang Ping how to use the equipment, he whispered, "The gym has a third floor too."
"Huh?"
"Very few people go to the third floor, but it's more interesting than the second floor. Those who come here for the first time like to check out the third floor."
Wu Zhihao explained in a low voice, "I mean, you know that No. 1 High School is the best high school in Sun City, and it's not like Sun City is completely devoid of martial artists.
"The kids and grandkids of martial artists here almost always end up in No. 1 High School for their high school studies.
"There aren't many of these martial artists' descendants, but there are definitely a few.
"For our year, there are two students with martial artists in their families.
"Add that to the ones from the first and second years, and there are a total of 7 students in our school who have a martial artist in their families.
"The 7 of them come to train here very often too.
"But they tend to train on the third floor, not the second.
"You interested, Fang Ping?"
"We can go too?" Fang Ping was slightly surprised.
"Of course. It's not like the school forbids us from going. We just don't go that often.
"There isn't a lot of equipment on the third floor, and those guys are all descended from martial artists. They don't click well with us.
"Still, they won't say anything if you just stopped by for a look. Those who come here for the first time tend to go for a look or two.
"Of course, if someone comes here regularly enough, soon they won't be bothered to go up there anymore. There's nothing much to see."
Fang Ping was intrigued. Getting up, he said, "Let's go up and have a look. Do these guys have high Vitality?"
"Kind of but not really, I guess. Their Vitality is slightly higher than ours, but not by much."
Wu Zhihao led Fang Ping up the stairs, saying again in a low voice, "The martial artists in Sun City aren't all that high-ranked, so their assets are limited too.
"I mean, would the really good ones stay in Sun City?
"Those with slightly higher ranks wouldn't have their kids study here either. They'd either be at Auspicious Sun City No. 1 High School, or at some other school in the big city."
Fang Ping understood. No wonder he rarely heard of any particularly powerful second-generation martial artist here at No. 1 High School.
The second-generation martial artists studying at No. 1 High School were mostly descended from Rank-1 or Rank-2 martial artists, most of them Rank-1.
Most of them were community martial artists, too. They cultivated on their own, so they had limited access to resources. Naturally, they could not provide their children with too much.
Even if their Vitality was slightly higher, it would not be much higher than most other people.
As they chatted, the two of them reached the third floor.
It was extremely spacious and quiet!
That was Fang Ping's first impression of the place. It was vastly different from the hustle and bustle of downstairs.
There were very few people here too!
Although there were 7 second-generation martial artists at No. 1 High School, not every one of them would come here, and they would not come here every time either.
Fang Ping glanced around. There were only 5 people in the entire spacious third floor, and two of them were clearly tourists like Fang Ping and Wu Zhihao.
Only 3 of them were actually cultivating here.
Yes, they were cultivating!
They were not using the Methods of Honing. It was too low-leveled for martial artists to teach to their children. Instead, these students were practicing their stances.
Having seen the Sixteen Styles of Pole-standing, Fang Ping could instantly tell that 3 people here were practicing their stances.


Fang Ping finally settled an issue after wasting half an hour of his life. He wasn't dreaming nor acting —for God's sake, if acting in a movie could restore his youth, then the film crew deserved a trip to heaven immediately!

After verifying that he had reincarnated, Fang Ping felt a wave of panic before settling down and accepting the truth.

What was the truth? It was that he had indeed reincarnated into a younger version of himself, and since he was equipped with his knowledge of the future, he was going to seize the day and become the next-big-thing in the business world! He was going to be rich!

That was that, until his friend interrupted him.

"So are you signing up for the martial sciences exam?"

What? Was this a joke? Or had he been handed the wrong script? Was this even the right universe? What was martial sciences? Why did the exam cost 10 thousand bucks to sign up? Loaded with questions, Fang Ping will soon realize that he might not have struck the jackpot as he had initially thought...

"Leilei, get up quickly! Don't be late on the first day of high school!" a female voice I am very familiar with sounded out beside me.

"Mom, my whole body is breaking apart, just let me sleep a while longer!" I pulled the blanket over my head and replied habitually.

That's not right! I quickly got up from the bed, did I buy an apartment for myself in Yanjing City, where the company is? Why is my mom here?

I opened my eyes, and surveyed my surroundings. The broken single bed, the ancient red desk, the messy shelf, all of it was so familiar yet foreign.

My mom, who was in front of me, was so young. This all shows, my old bro Yama didn't lie to me, I was reborn.

Of course, there was another possibility, and that I had a dream, a very long dream. In the dream I managed to reach thirty, and became the director of Company M in the Huaxia region. I attended my dream girl's wedding, then died at her wedding, after that I met old bro Yama.

Thinking to this point, I subconsciously touched what was in front of my chest. The "cell phone" that old bro Yama gave me was still there, it seems like I had really been reborn.

I happy leaped up from the bed, and hugged my dear mom.

Mom patted my head and smiled, "You are a high school student from today, that means you're an old child now. You're still acting spoiled in front of mom?"

I shook my head, the mother that I would hug whenever I see her even after becoming thirty in my past life, she also said: In mom's eyes, you are always a child.

I got dressed quickly, and said to my mom, who was helping me organize my school back, "Ma, is today my first day attending high school?"

"Of course!" My mom looked at m in confusion.

"Ah!" Unable to hold back the excitement in my heart, I couldn't help but scream. I have really been reborn, I actually returned back to 1994, the me that was about to enter high school.

The reason I was so happy was because I knew that I will never miss Zhao Yanyan in this lifetime. I opened the window, and took a deep breath of fresh air, then shouted out the window, "Beauties, I'm coming!"

I turned around, and noticed that my mom was still standing in the room, and was staring at me with her mouth wide open.

"Hehe!" I laughed, I was able to understand my mom's expression. If you saw your child scream out for beauties after just entering high school, you probably will feel the same.

My mom touched my forehead, "Leilei, you don't have a fever right?"

I shook my head with a smile as I walked out of my room and into the bathroom, and saw myself with a full head of messy hair in the mirror. Was I really so dull at this time in my past life? Fuck, what is this image, no wonder no girls liked me, this was worlds apart from the handsome me during university. I decided, the first thing I'll do after rebirth would be to improve my own image.

After a simple washing up, I went to the kitchen, mom was making breakfast, dad was reading the newspaper at the dinner table. There were no wrinkles on father's face right now, his hair was also completely black, he was thirty something, the prime age for his career.


In my memory, the nationalized factory where father worked at didn't close, father's future was bright as the youngest engineer at the factory. However, things wouldn't go as expected, without any experience in my previous life, nobody would expect the kind directory at father's factory will take out all of the funds of the factory and the salary of the workers and run away. He was captured later on, but the funds had already been transferred to another country, so all that was left was a factory shell that was in debt for over a hundred million, it was forcefully expropriated by the bank within a month.

After father was laid off, he constantly sighed, and his hair also became a lot whiter, he barely managed to support our family through driving a tricycle. This situation continued until I graduated from university and begun to work at Microsoft, the financial problems a home were finally dealt with then.

But my father's body already wore down, and passed away within a few years.

Since I have been reborn, I naturally have to prevent this from happening, at least with my current ability, I had no problems with supporting my family.

"Dad, I missed you!" after getting reborn, I saw my father who I thought I would never see again in my past life, I couldn't suppress my own emotions and dived into his arms.

Father put down the newspaper in his hands, and caressed my back in wonder, "What is it with this child today?"

I didn't want them to become suspicious, so I explained, "Dad, I had a bad dream last night. In my dream, Director Zhang of your factory scammed all of the factory's money." Regardless of anything, I still warned him ahead of time.

"Don't bullshit, Old Zhang is not that kind of person!" Father angry put me down.

I knew that this dream I made up would not have any warning effect, it looks like I had to take it as it goes. I might even have my own career when that happens.

After breakfast, my parents went with me with report in. I had wanted to go by myself, but my parents refused. That was understandable, since I've never been to anywhere further than one kilometer away from home by myself. My primary school was on the street right behind my home, less than five hundred meters away. Middle school was also near my primary school. On the other hand, the Fourth High I was going to report to was more than ten stations away from my home, because this was the first day reporting in, no parents would be at ease, furthermore even parents of children going to university were like that as well.

The entrance of Fourth High was very busy, filled with parents and students like us that had come to report to school. Fourth High was one of the key high schools in Songjiang City, father also paid quite a lot of money for me to attend to this school. I was a typical bad student in middle school, and the middle school I was in was also notoriously bad, if it wasn't because I was introverted and cowardly, I probably would have been deprived. Only students that have attended there would understand how terrible that school was; robbers, murderers, rapists, gamblers, a lot of the juvenile offenders in Songjiang City came from there. It would be unbelievable for that school managed to train out a talented person, I had naturally gotten a bad result in the citywide Senior Entrance Exam, and had to pay a very high price to study at Fourth High.

I couldn't help but gasp as I say the row of good cars by the road, there were so many rich people in this era! Using my experience of my past life, I knew that there were too few cars that cost more than a million here. My sight stopped on an Audi 100, what attracted my attention wasn't the model, but the car license plate. At this moment in my previous life, I didn't know the meaning behind this car license number.

With Song 0 (松0) at the start were all cars belonging to governmental organizations, the number of this car license was also very small, so it clearly meant that it was the car of an important leader. It looks like our school was full of hidden talents.

Everything was all the same as my experience in my previous life. I was placed into First Year Class B. This was a key class, the result of my father's gifts.

I quickly found the teacher responsible for receiving me, a cute girl that just graduated from a normal university, she's also Ye Xiaoxiao, my class tutor from now on. Of course, this was from the perspective of myself as a thirty year old in my previous life. In my past life, my parents were all very confused, the class tutor of an important class that they spent a lot of money for me to get into was actually a girl that just graduated.

I only found out afterwards that our Ye laoshi has a very important background. It is rumored that her father is a very important person in the Department of Education, aside from her who teaches us English; all of the teachers of the other classes were all exceptional teachers. The reason for this arrangement was to turn Ye Xiaoxiao into a famous teacher after the College Entrance Exam three years later. In reality, Ye Xiaoxiao did become a famous teacher after we graduated, our class totaled at ninety-two pupils, aside from a few transient student, all of us got into university.

In my previous life, I didn't have a great impression of our beauty of a class tutor. I believe this was the same from her end, it was my fault that I dragged the class behind in the first two years.

"What's your name?" Ye Xiaoxiao asked me.

"Ye laoshi, I'm Liu Lei," I answered sensibly, without any sense of nervousness that other students showed when they meet their teacher.

Ye Xiaoxiao looked up at me in shock, "How did you know my surname is Ye?"

I didn't reply, only pointed at the nametag on Ye Xiaoxiao's breast with a smile. I didn't realize in my previous life, but the breast of our class tutor isn't just a little big.

Ye Xiaoxiao also noticed the way I stared at her chest, but she didn't mind. She just thought I was looking at her nametag, nobody would believe that a kid just entering high school would stare intently at his teacher's breast.

Ye Xiaoxiao took out a form for me to complete, I took a lot, it is just a simple information form with our height, ethnic group, and which primary and middle school we graduated from. Ye Xiaoxiao looked at me in shock as I rapidly filled out the form. You have to know, other students were all afraid of writing the wrong stuff, so they all asked many questions as they filled out the form.

Ye Xiaoxiao received my completed information sheet, her couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows when her sight stopped at my results in primary and middle school. This was also within my expectations, the middle school I attended was publically admitted as a trash school, and my results on the Senior Entrance Exam had two failed subjects. The tiny bit of good impression that this beautiful teacher was probably going to disappear.

But that's good; I didn't want to be chosen as for any class leadership positions. With my experience in my previous life, class leadership roles were thankless roles.

He died on the wedding of the girl he had a crush on, after a long and successful career. After convincing Yama to send him back to the world, he decides to fix the areas in which his life went wrong. Realizing the lack of love and romance in his past life, he sets out to conquer the hearts of various women.

PS

I do not own this novel

I just want to save this novel from oblivion since I always saw the "So Pure, So Flirtatious" but no VPAA novel associated with, because this novel is its Prequel.

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