It was a little past seven in the evening.
At last, Wang Teng's family sat down together for dinner.
"Your dad was already halfway there when something came up at the company. Going back and forth delayed him by more than an hour. Couldn't it have waited until after dinner?" Li Xiumei complained as she served Wang Teng some food.
Wang Teng had spent over an hour in his room looking up information and had completely forgotten about dinner. Fortunately, his dad happened to return late because of work.
"It was urgent. I could only go back and handle it first," Wang ShengGuo said helplessly.
"Let's ignore your dad. His mind is set entirely on that lousy company of his." Li Xiumei rolled her eyes at Wang Sheng Guo.
Wang Teng chuckled inwardly.
Back in high school, Wang Teng's relationship with his father had been somewhat strained. Wang Sheng Guo wanted his son to become a dragon, so he had naturally been strict with him. But Wang Teng had been rebellious in high school and utterly useless at studying, and his conflicts with his father had only deepened.
But thinking back on it now, Wang Teng felt that some of his past behavior had been laughably childish.
At the dinner table, both Wang Teng and Wang Sheng Guo were fairly quiet. Li Xiumei busied herself serving Wang Teng food and making small talk with the father and son.
Wang Teng greatly enjoyed this atmosphere.
Wang Sheng Guo chatted with Wang Teng for a few moments, mainly asking about his studies.
Wang Teng answered properly, without the overwhelming adolescent angst he had once had, throwing down his chopsticks and throwing tantrums at the slightest provocation.
Wang Sheng Guo was somewhat surprised. He felt that Wang Teng was a little different today, but he did not think much of it.
After finishing dinner, he hurried out again.
As the helmsman of a major company, he had a great many matters to deal with each day. He barely slept four or five hours a day.
After saying goodbye to Li Xiumei, Wang Teng headed out as well, making straight for Polar Star Martial Arts Academy.
A yellow sports car sped through the nighttime streets, its Roaring Sound drawing attention. Cars now used Primal Force as fuel; gasoline had long since been phased out, making them more environmentally friendly and cheaper.
The Pioneers had not only brought cultivation methods back from Star Martial Continent, but also all kinds of creations from Primal Force civilization.
Source Power Runes were one of them.
Earth's technology had merged with Primal Force civilization to give birth to Source Power Technology. Cars used Primal Force, while computers and phones used the latest Source Power Rune chips and batteries, operating faster and lasting longer...
Half an hour later, Wang Teng parked outside the Martial Arts Hall.
According to the information he had found, Polar Star Martial Arts Academy was one of the three giants among Huaxia's Martial Arts Halls. Its master was a 12-Star War General Level Martial Artist, with combat power ranked among the top five in Huaxia.
Even on a global scale, he was among the top twenty strongest.
Among official martial artists, 1 to 9 stars were War Soldier Level, 10 stars were Quasi-War General Level, 11 stars were 11-Star Lower War General Level, 12 stars were mid-level War General Level, and 13 stars were High-level War General Level...
The strength of Polar Star Martial Arts Academy's master was plain to see!
Polar Star Martial Arts Academy's headquarters was in Xia Capital, but it had branches in every major Huaxia city. It had countless martial artist members, with experts as numerous as clouds.
Polar Star Martial Arts Academy's East Sea Branch stood by the sea. In the Black Night, it resembled a gigantic beast crouching there, covering an area comparable to a university campus.
The main gate was broad enough for five or six cars to pass side by side, looking exceptionally grand.
A huge boulder stood in the middle of the gate. The large gilded words "Polar Star Martial Arts Academy East Sea Branch" danced like dragons and phoenixes across it, strikingly conspicuous.
Several armed security guards emerged from the guard booth and approached the car.
"Routine inspection. Please cooperate!"
Wang Teng rolled down the window, nodded, and got out of the car.
The security guards inspected the inside of the sports car and scanned Wang Teng from head to toe with an instrument, checking him extremely thoroughly.
At the same time, Wang Teng was sizing up the guards.
They wore black protective vests, and the guns in their hands were clearly large-caliber machine guns, looking exceptionally ferocious.
Source Power Runes were engraved onto the gun bodies, showing that they were Primal Force firearms. Their power was several times greater than ordinary guns; even an official martial artist would be crippled by a direct shot.
After the inspection, the guards let him through.
Wang Teng parked his car and walked along the paths within the Martial Arts Hall grounds.
Though it was already past eight, the Martial Arts Hall was still bright as day. There were many academy students on the roads and lawns.
There were also plenty of people training at night.
Martial artist training was a race against every second. Talent was merely the most basic requirement; one also needed to work tirelessly and spill sweat without end to achieve anything.
There were three towering buildings within the Martial Arts Hall.
They were Silver White overall, distinctive and easy to recognize.
The building in the middle was the administrative building. It was rectangular, a full hundred meters high, thrusting into the clouds, yet its very top was a bizarre semicircle.
On the left was the Martial Apprentice teaching building, while on the right was the Martial Warrior Training Building.
Those two buildings resembled two enormous spheres. They were not tall, only three stories, but their interiors were extremely spacious—by visual estimate, at least twice the size of East Sea No. 1 High School's Training Field.
With the three buildings placed together, Wang Teng rather suspected that this was meant to display the master's Evil Hobby.
Wang Teng had already looked into things before coming, so he headed straight for the administrative building.
Under the guidance of a staff member, he registered as an academy student, then headed to the Martial Apprentice teaching building on the left.
The Martial Arts Hall only admitted students between sixteen and thirty years old, in order to avoid wasting resources.
Wang Teng was only seventeen, so there was no problem at all.
The moment he entered the Martial Apprentice teaching building, a wave of clamor rushed toward him from the lobby.
The first floor was where beginner students trained. Beginner students corresponded to Beginner Martial Disciples, and Polar Star Martial Arts Academy had more than three thousand Beginner Martial Disciples.
Within the first-floor Training Hall, the students were each cultivating on their own, making the place extremely lively.
The instant Wang Teng entered the lobby, he froze on the spot.
What had he just seen?
Transparent bubbles covered the ground, floating in midair. There were at least forty or fifty of them.
Strength*1 Speed*3 Constitution*1 Comprehension*0.5 Strength*2 ...
Wang Teng blinked hard, but those bubbles remained. It was as though none of the students in the Training Hall could see them.
A cheat?!
Still uncertain, he grabbed a student passing by.
"What?"
The other person was only sixteen or seventeen as well. He looked at Wang Teng impatiently, his face full of annoyance that said, "How dare you be more handsome than me?"
"Brother, this flooring of yours... is pretty nice!" Wang Teng pointed at the ground.
Those transparent bubbles floated at calf height. All one had to do was lower one's head to see them.
Yet the student ignored them completely and said disdainfully,
"This is the finest rubber flooring. It's engraved with Source Power Runes and has shock absorption, durability, impact resistance, and all sorts of other functions."
"Where did you crawl out from? You don't know a thing!"
With that, he flicked his hand and walked away without looking back.
Wang Teng rubbed his chin. Judging from that person's reaction, he clearly could not see them. So he really was the only one who could.
The students moved about in the Training Hall. Some walked straight through the bubbles, which seemed as illusory as phantoms to them.
Wang Teng stepped forward, moved close to the bubble nearest him, and tested whether he could pass through it.
The result was that the instant he touched it, the bubble vanished.
His vision suddenly blurred, and a transparent panel popped up before him.
Comprehension: 18 Constitution: 41 Strength: 50(+1) Speed: 32 ...
Staring at the transparent panel, Wang Teng's heart pounded faster and faster, as if it were about to leap from his throat.
This was too thrilling!
Wang Teng felt that even winning a hundred million in the lottery might not have made him this excited.
But now, he simply could not hold it in!
This was absolutely a freaking cheat!
In this era where martial artists ruled, becoming stronger was the only way forward.
This cheat could pick up attributes and turn them into his own. Its effect was utterly heaven-defying!
Others had to cultivate bitterly, while Wang Teng only needed to pick up attributes. He seemed to see an unobstructed heavenly road opening before him.
One day, Wang Teng would soar ninety thousand li into the sky!
--Newbie Dividing Line--
A note: if any place names, personal names, and so on happen to match reality, it is purely coincidental!
Also, this story took place in a parallel world.
Xia Capital was Huaxia's capital. La la la, that was that~~
(Slight revision)
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