Eye of Omniscience

Qinglin City.

Fifteen Middle School, Class 2 Grade 3.

Cheng Han propped his chin on his left hand, listening distractedly to the teacher's voice.

"...The Myriad Radiance Divine Banyan inhabited by humanity has over 410,000 Spirit Leaves. Every Spirit Leaf is a continent, which we call a 'Spirit Realm.'

"The Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm where you all live covers nearly 20,000 square kilometers and has a population of more than 1.5 million. Agriculture is its main industry.

"After graduation, the vast majority of you will spend your entire lives in the Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm. I hope you study your agricultural science classes diligently, lest you can't even find a job in the future..."

This joke drew a burst of laughter from the classroom.

Cheng Han's deskmate, a girl named Qian Qingqing, turned and glanced at him, as if to say: Still not going to pay attention? Her features were quite delicate, and she dressed with exceptional taste. One look was enough to tell that she was a little beauty.

Though her figure was still flat, one could foresee that once she fully matured, she would surely become an outstanding beauty.

Just as Cheng Han was about to speak, he suddenly froze and instinctively looked toward an exquisite porcelain cup.

It was Qian Qingqing's water cup.

The next second, the ground gave a sudden, faint tremor.

The porcelain cup instantly tilted and fell from the desk.

Cheng Han decisively stretched out his right hand and accurately caught the cup.

At once, cries of alarm rang out throughout the classroom.

"Ah~"

"Careful!"

Teacher Zhou braced both hands against the podium and called out calmly, "Don't panic, everyone. There should be strong winds in the nearby airspace, causing the Spirit Leaf to sway slightly. The Divine Banyan has a wind-resistant barrier, so the shaking will stop soon.

"I believe many of you know that the Tai'an Minor Spirit Realm experiences dozens of tremors every day, but they are extremely slight and ordinary people cannot feel them at all. Tremors of the magnitude we just felt occur once every few years..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tremor stopped.

The commotion in the classroom subsequently died down.

Smack!

Cheng Han set the water cup back on the desk and smiled. "No need to thank me."

Qian Qingqing was extremely surprised. "How were your reflexes so fast?"

Cheng Han merely smiled without answering.

He silently recited, "Eye of Omniscience."

A Light Screen slowly unfolded, displaying a line of text:

Eye of Omniscience: Can perceive the mysteries of all things. Level 3. Spirit Value limit increased by 3. Has a small chance of passively triggering a skill. Current Proficiency: 4/1000. Spirit Value: 11.4/13.2.

When the skill had "passively triggered" earlier, he had foreseen the Spirit Leaf's tremor, allowing him to catch the cup precisely.

Cheng Han smiled in satisfaction.

His Proficiency had increased by 1 point. Not bad!

After a moment, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from the corridor outside.

Before the person arrived, his voice came first. "Teacher Zhou, several students in Class 6 Grade 3 were injured in a fall. Come lend a hand and take them to the hospital."

Teacher Zhou left behind a sentence—"Study by yourselves for now, everyone"—then hurried away.

The classroom immediately became lively.

The students excitedly discussed the incident. No one bothered reading.

Qian Qingqing had not forgotten what had happened earlier. She picked up her cup and shook it. "Thanks!"

After thinking for a moment, the pretty little girl proposed a way to repay him. "I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow."

Cheng Han did not stand on ceremony. "All right!"

He looked out the window and could not help sighing. "What a strange world."

As a transmigrator, he naturally found this vast world of hundreds of billions of people strange beyond measure.

Qian Qingqing asked curiously, "What's strange about it?"

Cheng Han casually gave an example. "I've never understood why the sky becomes bright during the day and dark at night."

Qian Qingqing was a little dumbfounded. "That's a normal natural phenomenon. What's strange about it?"

Cheng Han smiled but said nothing.

On the Blue Star where he had lived in his previous life, the planet revolved around the sun while maintaining its own rotation. Sunrise and sunset created the alternation of day and night.

Yet in the year since he had possessed this body, he had never seen a sun in the sky, nor did the textbooks mention one. Still, day and night existed just the same, and during the day, no object exposed outside cast a shadow.

How was that normal?

After a while, a burly middle-aged man strode into the classroom.

The students instantly fell silent.

This man was named Qiu Yuan. He was the strictest teacher at Fifteen Middle School, and not a single student in the entire school was unafraid of him.

Qiu Yuan swept his gaze around the room and said coldly, "The remaining half hour of agricultural science, as well as the next mathematics class, will all be changed to Meditation Class."

The expressions of many students changed drastically.

For most people, maintaining meditation for half an hour was already quite torturous. Meditating for more than an hour straight was simply no different from torture.

Yet under Qiu Yuan's accumulated authority, no one dared make a sound.

Not long afterward, all forty-eight students in the class put on shoe covers and entered the Meditation Room.

The room's walls and ceiling were covered with wave-patterned soundproofing tiles, which absorbed sound waves to achieve a better meditation effect.

Cheng Han felt a little uncomfortable in his ears.

This was not strange.

His ears had grown accustomed to all kinds of outside noise. Having suddenly entered an environment with extremely little noise, he naturally found it difficult to adapt.

With a stern face, Qiu Yuan said, "To sense Source Energy, one must condense a Source Sense Imprint within the Sea of Spirit. According to statistics, roughly one out of every thirteen people can form one.

"Of those who possess a Source Sense Imprint, one out of every sixteen can condense a Body Forging Imprint, using Source Energy to strengthen the body and become a Warrior who commands Source Energy.

"In other words, only one Warrior can emerge from every two hundred and ten people."

Every student wore a look of longing.

Everyone knew that Warriors stood above ordinary people.

Take Fifteen Middle School as an example.

The Principal and two Vice Principals were all Retired Warriors from the Black Armor Army, while most key official positions were likewise held by Retired Warriors.

To a certain extent, Warriors were the true ruling class of civilian society.

Qiu Yuan continued, "More than ninety-five percent of Warriors condensed their Source Sense Imprint before the age of sixteen. If you still have not succeeded after turning sixteen, your chances of becoming a Warrior in the future will be pitifully small."

"You are already fourteen this year. You only have two years left, so from now on, I will supervise you more strictly."

He waved a hand. "First observe the Profound Spirit Wall in the partitioned room, then begin meditating."

Because the partitioned room was not very large and could hold at most ten people, the entire class could only enter in batches to observe it.

Qiu Yuan entered first and called out, "The first group, come in."

Ten students filed inside.

The others waited outside, whispering among themselves.

"I heard Fang Han observed it for forty-eight seconds last time, while Wan Tengjiao lasted forty-six seconds. Those two have the greatest hope of forming an imprint before sixteen."

"The longer you observe it, the better your meditation results. I only managed thirty-six seconds. I'm far too behind."

"I only got thirty-eight seconds. My chances of forming an imprint aren't great either."

Among the crowd, Fang Han and Wan Tengjiao became the focus of everyone's attention. The former wore a proud expression, while the latter was even more radiant with excitement.

Of course, some poured cold water on their hopes.

"Even if you observe it for a long time, you may not necessarily form an imprint. I heard that among last year's graduates, two students surpassed fifty seconds but still failed to form one."

"That's right. There are many factors affecting imprint formation. Observation time is only one of them."

Cheng Han, however, remained calm.

Not one of the students present dared guarantee that they could definitely form an imprint.

But he dared.

Half a year ago, when the Eye of Omniscience rose to Level 2, it added 1 extra point of Spirit Value. From then on, he had clearly felt that meditation had become much easier.

And yesterday, when the skill rose to Level 3, its bonus Spirit Value had increased from 1 point to 3 points.

It was certain that as the skill level grew higher and higher, his Spirit Value would continue increasing. Forming an imprint was merely a matter of sooner or later, and becoming a Warrior was not some unattainable goal.

Before a cheat like this, what did genius amount to?