Before the College Entrance Examination

"President Mo, what do you mean by that? Please enlighten me!"

Wang Peiyuan was baffled by Mo Wuqiong's remark and had no idea what he meant.

His school had supposedly done something remarkable this year. Could something major have happened at the school without his knowing?

If someone was being treated to a meal, there had to be some great joyous occasion!

But he was at the school every day and had not heard of anything special happening!

Had some dark horse emerged from the school, or had someone done something that caught President Mo's attention without his knowing?

If that was really the case, then he, as principal, was somewhat derelict in his duties.

"President Mo, could you make it clearer? If you keep speaking in riddles, I don't know how many more of my few remaining hairs will fall out."

"You don't know?" Mo Wuqiong's somewhat puzzled voice came through the phone.

"Know what? I don't know which matter President Mo is referring to."

"Hehe, since you don't know, then wait until later to enjoy this surprise."

"That's all." Mo Wuqiong hung up directly.

Since Hua Qiang had kept such a low profile at school, it meant he wanted to remain unnoticed.

Naturally, Mo Wuqiong would not publicize the matter. Otherwise, if he displeased Hua Qiang, he would only be putting in effort without gaining any gratitude.

Wang Peiyuan held the receiver, from which the busy tone was already sounding, his face full of confusion.

What exactly was Mo Wuqiong playing at?

He had spoken only half a sentence and left him hanging here. Was he trying to drive him to death?

Would he even be able to eat tonight?

Would he be able to sleep?

Wang Peiyuan paced back and forth in his office, a storm raging in his mind as he continuously pondered the meaning behind Mo Wuqiong's words.

There was someone at his school who interested him, and that person was very likely to bring honor to the school and surprise to him.

But who was that person? He truly had no idea.

He pressed the call button on his desk and said into it, "Come to my office for a moment!"

Before long, a bespectacled middle-aged man entered his office.

"Director Qi, has anything unusual happened at the school lately? Or has anyone performed especially outstandingly?"

"This..." Qi Huaiyuan hesitated. Why was the principal suddenly asking such a question?

He did not seem to have any particular impression either.

Seeing Qi Huaiyuan's bewildered expression, Wang Peiyuan knew that asking him had been pointless.

"Go investigate it. Find out as quickly as possible whether any student from any class has done something major recently, or performed exceptionally well!"

"Yes, Principal!"

After leaving Wang Peiyuan's office, Qi Huaiyuan could not help wiping the sweat from his forehead.

This had caught him completely off guard. The principal was definitely dissatisfied with his work.

Damn it, had someone caused trouble recently, while he had somehow become the victim?

Even if Wang Peiyuan were beaten to death, he would never have guessed that the person Mo Wuqiong spoke of was the most infamous bottom-feeder at his school, one of the worst-performing students in the entire senior year.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, Hua Qiang had been in this world for half a month.

He had gradually adapted to life here, especially the harmonious atmosphere of their family of four, which made him feel very comfortable.

In his previous life, he had not settled the major matter of marriage, and had not even held a woman's hand.

Yet after coming here, he had been assigned a wife early on. The two had grown up together, understood each other well, and knew each other inside and out.

Most importantly, the girl was extremely beautiful, and he did not find her objectionable either.

If Ye Bingxue knew what Hua Qiang was thinking at that moment, she would absolutely beat him black and blue.

At First High School, she ranked among the top three school beauties. Those who admired her, secretly loved her, and even pursued her were as countless as carp crossing a river. If they lined up, they could circle the entire First High School campus.

For her to take a liking to him was a blessing he had cultivated over eight lifetimes, yet he actually still found aspects of her lacking.

Who did he think he was?

During this period, Hua Qiang accompanied Ye Bingxue on two more training excursions. Afterward, Mo Yanran had also dragged him to Falling Leaf Forest for a day.

As for himself, he took leave twice during class and ventured deep into the central region of Falling Leaf Forest.

Because he cultivated the Myriad Life Arts, once he activated the technique, those Mutant Beasts seemed to feel nothing toward him. They even treated him as one of their own, showing no guard and never attacking him.

Hua Qiang, however, fished in troubled waters, infiltrated the enemy's heartland, and specifically targeted Mutant Beasts with high Slaughter Point values.

In total, he had obtained nearly a hundred thousand Slaughter Points.

He had saved all of them without using any. His realm had risen too quickly lately, and he felt his state of mind was somewhat unstable, so he wanted to settle himself for a while.

With grain in hand, the heart did not panic. If he encountered a powerful opponent in the future, he could instantly raise his realm and thereby stand in an invincible position.

This was his most powerful and most mysterious life-saving measure.

How about breaking through during battle?

Afterward, he found time to visit the Martial Arts Association's Technique Hall and obtained a low-tier Mysterious Grade movement martial skill—Gale Steps.

Hua Qiang directly used Slaughter Points to raise it to perfection.

When perfected Gale Steps was unleashed, it was even faster than the wind.

It was as though he had transformed into a hurricane, racing forward.

The day before the College Entrance Examination, Hua Qiang arrived at the classroom early.

Last night, homeroom teacher Jiang Linglong had specifically called to notify him to arrive at school early today, because she had an important matter to announce to the class.

The students gradually entered the classroom. When they saw Hua Qiang sitting in the back, their eyes widened one after another as if they had seen a ghost.

The big fat guy in their minds had actually slimmed down. There was no trace of a fatty left.

Slimmed-down Hua Qiang was very handsome!

His sharply defined contours and perfectly proportioned features sat precisely upon a flawless face, instantly placing him in the position of Eighth High School's number one male heartthrob.

Many girls could not help having hearts appear in their eyes when they saw him. If not for the fact that he was the school's famously useless bottom-feeder, they would have pounced on him already.

Ever since Hua Qiang joined their class, he had often taken leave, and his desk was frequently empty.

If the students on cleaning duty had not occasionally cleaned it for him, his desk would already have been covered in a thick layer of dust.

Hua Qiang continued carrying forward his old style in this class—no friends!

And even Wang Baoyuan, his only friend, had contacted him less recently.

It was said that his dad had hired him a coach for intensive training, striving to get him past the threshold for the Martial Arts Examination before the College Entrance Examination.

"Brother Qiang!"

A familiar voice came from outside the door, and then Fatty Wang entered through the classroom's back door.

When he saw that Hua Qiang had become a handsome young man, his mouth instantly fell open.

The next moment, Fatty Wang shouted furiously, "Brother Qiang, what have you been doing behind my back?"

The corners of Hua Qiang's mouth twitched hard twice as he shot him a fierce glare.

"If you don't know how to speak, then shut up. No one thinks you're mute!"

"Huh? Fatty Wang, not bad. You've slimmed down a little too, and it seems you've already stepped over the threshold into the Martial Artists realm!"