Hiding Is Impossible

Yi'an District, Landu Garden Community.

On the seventeenth floor, inside one of the apartments, Yang Wu sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut, calming his mind as he slowly sensed the Cosmic Energy.

"Drip... drip..."

Time ticked away on the clock, second by second. Gradually, Yang Wu entered a deep meditative state.

Suddenly, faint, minuscule wisps of energy approached his palms, the soles of his feet, and the crown of his head, slowly seeping into his body.

"This is Cosmic Energy?"

Yang Wu carefully sensed the Cosmic Energy slowly flowing within his body.

His thoughts followed his will!

A thought spread from his consciousness, and in an instant, the speed at which his body absorbed Cosmic Energy increased nearly a hundredfold.

At first, the Cosmic Energy absorbed by his body could only gather into tiny droplets. But as time passed, it continuously converged into a small stream and began rushing madly into his body.

The countless cells within Yang Wu's body began greedily devouring the incoming Cosmic Energy, rapidly converting it into Genetic Force.

The Genetic Force began circulating through his body, constantly strengthening Yang Wu's organs wherever it passed.

Under the enhancement of Genetic Force, both the inside and outside of Yang Wu's body underwent astonishing changes.

Whether it was the surface skin tissue, the internal bones and muscles, or every deeply embedded cell—even his genes—all began changing.

This was the strengthening of the body, as well as the evolution of life!

His skin became smoother and tougher, the density of his bones and the resilience of his muscles continuously improved, his cells kept dividing and grew increasingly active, and even his body weight steadily increased.

Compared to consuming a Plant Spirit, this rate of change was incredibly slow, yet the sensation it gave him was far clearer.

The feeling of growing stronger little by little, the feeling of freely controlling his own growth, was profoundly vivid.

Night fell.

Taking advantage of the time when Instructor Jiang Nian and the other instructors had gone home to rest, Yang Wu once again came alone to the training hall on the fourth floor of the martial arts hall.

Boom!

The punching bag shook violently. A long string of numbers immediately appeared on the fist strength testing machine's screen.

"55273 kg."

The last time he had come to test himself after consuming a Plant Spirit, his fist strength had been 51271 kg. Compared to that, it had increased by more than 4,000 kilograms.

His simulated growth had been 3,000 kilograms. By comparison, his aptitude and comprehension had improved significantly, reaching a relatively outstanding level.

"Whew..."

"Advanced Warrior Level physical fitness, Entrance Level evasive movement technique, and then choose a spear technique..."

"That should be about enough!"

Yang Wu was fairly satisfied with his current rate of progress. He believed that he still had a chance to catch up to Luo Feng.

It was not that Yang Wu lacked confidence, but that the later Luo Feng was simply too monstrous.

As an awakened transmigrator, Yang Wu could realize that he might also be the protagonist of some Swallowed Star fanfiction—and one that was still being serialized.

Yet he did not feel excited because of it.

His life had only just begun, and the future was full of uncertain factors. Perhaps one day, the progress bar of his life would suddenly stop moving forward.

But he would not worry excessively about it either. After all, life was like an adventure—excitement, thrills, despair...

All of them were things one might experience.

All he could do was seize the time and grow stronger as quickly as possible, strong enough to choose the life he wanted to experience.

After realizing a certain possibility, what Yang Wu feared most had never been sudden accidents descending upon the world of Swallowed Star.

It was that one day, the story might suddenly be cut off, and he would be affected by it.

Like a kite with its string cut, or a horse freed from its reins, changing from domesticated to wild—seemingly free from control, but in truth no longer guaranteed safety in life.

When that time came, everything would truly be left to fate.

Those words might have sounded rather shocking and a little out of place, but they all stemmed only from Yang Wu's speculation.

After setting aside those wild thoughts, Yang Wu began preparing for something else.

Display his talent!

Hide it?

Hiding was impossible.

In the world of Swallowed Star, whether it was the broader racial environment of the universe or Earth's beginner village, geniuses were highly valued.

When it came to the importance placed on geniuses, both the protective forces on one's own side and the assassination forces of one's enemies could be called luxurious compared with others of the same kind.

This was a world where geniuses took all.

Yang Wu refused to believe that their assassination speed could keep up with the growth speed of his cheats.

Of course, displaying talent also required restraint. He could not be too shocking.

In this world, in corners illuminated by light and in dark places beneath the sunlight, there would always be much unknown darkness, and plenty of greedy rats.

Only when you were strong enough would those greedy rats remain hidden in the shadows, not daring to show themselves.

In short, he wanted resources, but he did not want to attract too much attention.

Huaxia Calendar, June 7th.

This was the first day of the college entrance examination. The examination dates in Huaxia Country were basically the same as before the Great Nirvana.

The only difference was that June 9th had been added as a separate day for the mathematics exam.

After the Great Nirvana, humanity had gained a clear understanding of mathematics' importance, so its status in cultural education had been greatly elevated.

The streets were silent. Vehicles passed back and forth, yet not a single horn could be heard. Even in the Base City Era after the Great Nirvana, Huaxia Country still attached enormous importance to the college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination—the gears of fate began to turn, and the root of everything was about to arrive...

Yi'an District, Limit Branch.

At the main entrance.

A sedan drove over and stopped before the broad entrance. The driver's door opened, and two figures stepped out.

One was a youth of around sixteen or seventeen, while the other was a bald man nearing forty.

"Damn, it seems that no matter how awesome technology gets or how strong one's physical fitness becomes, bald guys are still bald."

Yang Wu happened to witness this scene.

He suddenly thought of Thunder God's image: a bald man in white. Though the man had chosen that look deliberately, Yang Wu could not help making the jab, then instinctively rubbed his own head.