The Corner of Destiny, Evolving Possibilities (Part 2)

Zhou Nan instinctively clutched his chest, his voice trembling like a startled fawn, "B-big b-brother, what are you going to do?"

He was terrified he'd hear someone blurt out, "I'm going to do you." If that happened, his life would likely be plunged into darkness. Moreover, it was rumored that a certain someone's 'equipment' was exceptionally large, so there was a risk of severe anal bleeding.

But Shi Tiexin merely stared at him, asking a question that completely baffled Zhou Nan: "What year is it now?"

So he's not going to do me... But why is he asking like an alien? Zhou Nan was full of questions, but he answered truthfully, "It's the Western year 2020, big brother. What's up?"

"Western year... 2020?"

Zhou Nan had no idea what Shi Tiexin was thinking, but the eyes in the darkness seemed to well up with immense confusion and recollection at that moment.

Could this guy have lost his memory? Did studying arithmetic make him stupid, so he doesn't even remember what year it is? That's great if he doesn't remember! If he doesn't remember, then doesn't that mean everything I did to frame him is wiped clean? Mwahaha...

"I need the complete set of junior high textbooks and workbooks," Shi Tiexin gripped Zhou Nan's shoulder forcefully. "Get them for me as soon as possible."

Fine, this guy remembers everything clearly...

Zhou Nan closed his eyes in disappointment and went to sleep. He turned over, let out two snores, and completely forgot Shi Tiexin's strange question, dismissing it as a scholar's occasional silliness. But Shi Tiexin climbed into bed, his heart unable to calm down for a long time. He rested his head on his arms, looking at the clear moonlight filtering in from the window opposite, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.

After a long while, he took out a booklet he had nearby and unconsciously raised it to his eyes. The booklet was printed with the words "Wang Xingshun's Hard-Brush Regular Script Calligraphy Practice Book." As he focused, the characters appeared.

[Auxiliary Cultivation Manual: Basic Rhetoric First Level]

[Quality: Exquisite]

[Usage Progress: 0%]

[Effect: Increases cultivation speed of Basic Rhetoric First Level by 20%]

[Attribute 1: Master's Style. The structure of the calligraphy in this auxiliary practice book is neat and upright, the strokes are smooth and flowing, and the spirit is dignified. In its subtle details, it forms its own unique style, possessing the aura of a master calligrapher. Practicing with this book, achieving 'Excellent' or above increases cultivation speed by 30%, and 'Profound' or above has a chance to learn Master's Regular Script font.]

[Attribute 2: Easy to Learn and Practice. This practice book is easy to learn and practice, very friendly to beginners, reducing practice difficulty by 20%.]

[Attribute 3: Reusable. Characters are finite, but practice is infinite; it can be used cyclically.]

It was an exquisite-grade Auxiliary Cultivation Manual!

This was the first time he had encountered an Auxiliary Cultivation Manual with exquisite-grade attributes! Reusable? It had such an awesome attribute?!

Shi Tiexin stared at the characters in his vision for a long time, then gazed at the calligraphy practice book for a long time before finally putting it down. He let out a long sigh, finally feeling a sense of calm confidence in his heart.

Regardless of whether everything was as he thought, at least he held tangible power in his hands, power that could change his destiny.

That was enough.

So he turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Shi Tiexin woke up very early.

He had slept late last night, but carrying Primal Vital Energy and Thought Energy, he had recovered better than the day before. As the saying goes, sleep solves a thousand worries; as long as he could sleep soundly, no matter how big the problem, he wouldn't be flustered.

He got up, washed his face, and brushed his teeth. Shi Tiexin didn't rush to study the arithmetic book. Instead, after getting ready, he left feeling refreshed and went to the sports field for a jog.

Primal Vital Energy was Primal Vital Energy, and physical exercise was physical exercise. If one only accumulated vital energy without corresponding exercise, they naturally couldn't achieve success in martial arts. Of course, the existence of vital energy made his training more efficient and the effects stronger. Just half an hour of jogging made his whole body feel warm and pleasantly invigorated.

The four young rascals arrived punctually at mealtime, respectfully welcoming the great Shi into the cafeteria.

"Buns, ten."

With one word from Shi Tiexin, the four rascals ran themselves ragged. Some got soup, some saved seats, and in no time, ten steaming hot buns were placed before Shi Tiexin.

Seeing these buns, Shi Tiexin was so excited he could have shed tears of joy.

So many times, really so many times, I finally get to eat the big buns here!

Today, I, Shi, will go on a killing spree!

He opened his mouth, took a bite, chewed, chewed, chewed, chewed, and swallowed— Hmm? Didn't bite into any filling?

Try again!

He opened his mouth, took a bite, chewed, chewed, chewed, chewed, and swallowed— Hmm! The filling went down!

Suddenly, the bun in his hand felt tasteless...

"Big brother, are you not satisfied?" The Fatty looked as if he empathized. "Actually, the buns from the Regular Class window are just like this. Some people have even gotten pure flour filling, which is truly tragic. But I heard the buns from the Key Class window are better. Wait here, we'll find some bean sprouts for you as a tribute..."

The other three rascals exchanged glances and suddenly felt that Fatty had a good idea. That's right, if we're going to offer tribute, it shouldn't just be the four of us; we need to expand the area of suffering!

Slap! Shi Tiexin slapped Fatty on the back of the head, nipping the other four rascals' mischievous thoughts in the bud.

I only want tribute from you four, I don't want anyone else!

Although the start was not auspicious, the remaining nine buns were not all so pure. There were still some impurities called "meat filling." Shi Tiexin didn't care about that. After eating his fill and drinking three large bowls of soup, he got up and left the cafeteria with the four rascals escorting him.

He walked around the sports field twice, practiced the Essence Cultivation Technique twice, and added another two wisps of Primal Vital Energy to his lower abdomen. Although it wasn't three wisps per meal like yesterday's lunch and dinner, Shi Tiexin was still very satisfied.

Given those lousy buns, adding one wisp would be good, so two wisps was already an absolute pleasant surprise!

Fengming First High School's catering also followed a tiered system, which made Shi Tiexin once again deeply feel that he must enter the Elite Class. Only by entering the Elite Class could he get better Body Nourishing Essence Food and advance the cultivation of his Strength Arts more quickly.

So, what was he waiting for? He would immediately start doing math— Wait, wait, there was indeed one thing that needed to be clarified first. Although his mood had stabilized a lot after sleeping, he couldn't focus on studying without clarifying this matter.

Therefore, early in the morning, Shi Tiexin rushed to the Class 28 classroom. At this time, there were only two or three people in the entire classroom, including Zhao Qingmiao, who was responsible for opening the door.

"Good morning, big brother!"

Zhao Qingmiao genuinely got up to greet him. Shi Tiexin nodded at him and sat back in his own seat. Rummaging through the holes in the desk with both hands, Shi Tiexin finally found the things he had originally paid no attention to, but which were particularly important today— the history book and the geography book.

These two lower-level high school textbooks were marked identically in his vision.

[Secret Manual: Basic Natural History Third Level (Fragment, 1/8)]

[Secret Manual: Basic Natural History Third Level (Fragment, 2/8)]

As fragmented secret manuals, and exceeding his current cultivation level, most Heart Arts couldn't be practiced. It was like basic mathematics; if you didn't learn to recognize numbers and do calculations first, you couldn't talk about subsequent cultivation.

But Natural History was different.

Actually, this wasn't a historical time-travel novel, nor a world-hopping novel. Remember, our classification is interstellar sci-fi, not spacetime travel. The truth would be revealed soon.