Kindergarten Big Brother

"Wait a little longer! Until Xiao Hui's health improves." Huang Shujun's firmness was beyond Su Hao's expectations.

After she said that, the room fell silent.

Over the next month, Su Hao's life became regular. He ate his fill, slept enough, and spent the rest of his time crawling and walking. His body visibly regained the healthy complexion a child should have, growing plumper.

The couple was overjoyed and took Su Hao back to the hospital for another examination.

"Your child is basically fine now. Bring him in for a checkup once a month from now on. If there are no abnormalities within half a year, you won't need to come anymore."

The doctor was a short-haired woman in her fifties. Seeing Su Hao's restored color, she smiled happily.

"Why has Xiao Hui changed so much this month?" Huang Shujun still asked uneasily.

"His sleep quality has been very good lately, and his nutrition has kept up. Children are naturally resilient, so recovering a little faster is normal," the doctor said patiently.

"Thank you, Doctor!"

After saying that, Huang Shujun took Su Hao and left the hospital. The moment they stepped outside, tears suddenly began streaming down her face.

They poured down in torrents, impossible to stop.

Su Hao was bewildered. He had no idea what was wrong with Huang Shujun. Was she weeping with joy? Just as he considered wiping his mother's tears, he realized his arms and legs were too short to reach, so he squeezed the hand holding his as hard as he could.

Feeling the pressure on her finger, Huang Shujun immediately crouched down and hugged Su Hao, weeping bitterly. After a while, she tearfully explained, "Xiao Hui, Mommy has wronged you. Mommy shouldn't have brought the bad emotions from work at school back home. I made you scared. I made you sleep poorly and eat poorly. It was Mommy's fault!"

So that was it! Su Hao suddenly understood. Everything in this world had its cause and effect.

Over the next three years, Su Hao's health grew better and better. He ran and jumped, no different from any other four- or five-year-old child.

During those three years, Huang Shujun was half joyful, half worried.

She was happy that her son's health was steadily improving. Beyond that, the intelligence he displayed was astonishingly high—he could even be called a child Genius.

Once, she brought home some schoolwork to grade. Seeing how tired she was, her son unexpectedly offered to help her grade it. At first, she merely smiled and paid it no mind. But when she marked one answer incorrectly, her son immediately pointed out the mistake, leaving her deeply surprised. She then gave Su Hao a simple test paper. He got every question right. She raised the difficulty, and he got every question right again. When she asked who had taught him, he answered: he had read the books himself. From then on, Huang Shujun became convinced that her son was a one-in-ten-thousand Genius.

What worried her was that her son was too clingy—clingy enough to make her question her life. She had even secretly gone online several times to Search questions like, "Is it normal for a five-year-old child to be very clingy?" So long as she was not working at school, Su Hao followed her everywhere. He appeared before her at all times and in all places. As long as her eyes were open, she would definitely see her son.

For a time, she suspected that besides being a Genius, her son might have some strange form of autism. Yet she did not dare take him to a psychologist, afraid her clever son would notice and develop an inferiority complex.

Besides that, she worried about her son's education. There was no doubt that he was a Genius, and not merely the sort of Genius with outstanding grades. So the question was: how should a child Genius be taught? As an elementary school teacher, she had taught many children, but when it came to her own child, she could not make up her mind.

If it had been someone else's child, with her professional ability, she could have talked a big game and praised them to the heavens. But when it came to her own son, she hesitated again and again. What if she taught him wrong? She only had one son.

In the end, she asked her son for his opinion.

"Xiao Hui, you're old enough to go to school. Should we try kindergarten?"

"Either is fine!" Su Hao said casually.

And just like that, Su Hao's kindergarten enrollment was decided.

For Su Hao, it was simply a place to get through the most dangerous point in time: age five. As long as he made it past that, he believed everything afterward would go smoothly.

Kindergarten was not bad. Its safety level was quite high. With that whole bunch of little brats in the school, they probably could not beat him anyway. With his current skills, becoming the tyrant of kindergarten would be more than easy.

Carrying a tiny backpack, Su Hao successfully enrolled.

On his first day, he beat every child who spoke loudly, made trouble, acted naughty, or liked hitting people until they cried.

From that day onward, every kindergarten child had to call Su Hao Big Brother when they saw him. The atmosphere throughout the kindergarten became excellent, and the class teacher repeatedly declared that this was the easiest group she had ever taught.

As for what Su Hao did in kindergarten, of course he did not play house with a bunch of little brats. Instead, he lay off to one side and pretended to sleep, then began studying Marble Space.

If he wanted stronger survival abilities and a better life, he needed something extraordinary. At present, the most extraordinary thing was Marble Space, which could contain his consciousness and all information.

He needed to consider what exactly Marble Space meant to him, and what it could bring him.

"Could it only let me die without limit, revive, die again, revive again, over and over?"

No! Not just that. There had to be many functions Su Hao did not understand yet, waiting for him to discover and use them.

What limited him now was his knowledge and imagination.

After getting through the dangers of early childhood, Su Hao would learn every kind of knowledge he could at the fastest possible speed, including subjects such as Physics, chemistry, mathematics, and biology, as well as humanity's industrial systems, information technology, hardware, software, and a whole series of other knowledge. Those were what mattered most to him.

Because once he learned them, Marble Space could Record them, and they would become his forever.

Of course, Su Hao had also considered using Marble Space's ability to Record information to first Record all knowledge, then study it slowly later. But merely recording it was useless. Only knowledge he truly understood and comprehended would become his.

That afternoon, Su Hao suddenly heard a noisy commotion outside. His heart tightened, and a bad premonition rose within him.

Su Hao scrambled up and looked outside through the window.

He saw a man around fifty barging in.

Su Hao immediately retreated and swept his gaze across the room. Only then did he discover there was no back door. The murderer was right outside the entrance; if he ran out through the door now, he would definitely be the first to be hacked down. He was already trapped here.

Nor was there anywhere to hide. Only a pile of miscellaneous toys sat in the middle of the room. He immediately ran toward it, quickly picked out two plastic boards, lifted his clothes, and stuffed one against his chest and one against his back.

The murderer's face was filled with excitement and triumph, his eyes bloodshot and terrifying. The moment he raised his head, he saw someone standing before him with an extremely "cool" pose and expression—it was Su Hao.