After returning to class from the school infirmary, Feng Qi seemed somewhat absent-minded.
His Bloodline Strength had inexplicably increased, and he could not find the reason. He could only guess that it might be related to that strange dream.
"Are you feeling unwell again?" Noticing that Feng Qi was distracted, Mo Fei, who was seriously listening to the lesson beside him, turned to ask curiously.
"I'm fine. Maybe I haven't fully recovered yet." As he spoke, Feng Qi suddenly thought of something and asked:
"Do you know the new school doctor in the infirmary? How come I didn't know about her?"
Faced with the question, Mo Fei looked a little awkward.
"She's my sister. She used to be a medic in a Domain Battle Group. While exploring a domain, she was ambushed by a Domain Creature and injured her Dantian Qi Sea. Her qi sea could no longer store spiritual energy, so she retired and came back. She couldn't stand staying idle at home, so she applied to be a school doctor. She only recently passed the school's review and officially took the post."
"Your biological sister?"
"Not my biological sister."
"Then there's no problem." Feng Qi nodded decisively and gave Mo Fei an encouraging look.
"The problem is huge. She may not be my biological sister, but she's my mother's goddaughter. My mom already warned me that I wasn't good enough for Yuzu Jie and told me not to pursue her goddaughter, or she'd break my legs!"
"Are you sure you're her biological son?"
"Not sure. Maybe I came free with a phone top-up."
After their brief chat, Feng Qi and Mo Fei began listening to class seriously.
The graduation exams were just around the corner, and grades were crucial. Good grades gave one many choices: they could work at Cultivation Method or spell research institutes and become part of humanity's elite, join a Domain Battle Squad and become a Domain Warrior, or go to a Higher Academy and become a well-paid teacher.
Poor grades, on the other hand, meant a completely different situation. There would hardly be any choices left, and they would most likely have to take a brutal beating from society.
Therefore, the upcoming graduation exams were a turning point in life. Feng Qi did not dare slack off and seized the remaining time to study hard.
Mo Fei's aspirations differed from his. The book in his hands was History of Technological Weapon Development, because he wanted to become a weapons engineer or technological researcher, rather than enter a Cultivation Method or spell research institute like Feng Qi, or join a Domain Battle Squad and live a life on the edge of a blade.
Although technology had limited use against Domain Creatures, humanity had never stopped pursuing technological research.
After all, the convenience brought by technology could also accelerate the progress of human civilization.
In the academy graduation exams half a month later, history was a required subject, while different majors had their own corresponding exam content.
Feng Qi's ideal choice was Galaxy Academy, an advanced academy specializing in Cultivation Method Research. After graduation, he might have the opportunity to join the Galaxy Research Institute within the academy, so the books he read all concerned theoretical knowledge related to Cultivation Method Research.
Mo Fei had chosen the Technology Research Institute, so he was reading material related to technology.
After an afternoon of classes, Feng Qi and Mo Fei dashed toward the cafeteria.
If they were too slow, they might have to queue in the cafeteria for a long time.
With the graduation exams approaching, they would rather spend their time studying and reviewing than standing in line.
After entering the cafeteria and hurriedly finishing dinner, Feng Qi and Mo Fei headed straight back to their dormitory.
The dormitory was a double room occupied only by him and Mo Fei. Though it was a boys' dormitory, everything inside was arranged neatly, and the floor was spotless.
It was not because Feng Qi and Mo Fei were especially fond of cleanliness.
The dormitory was inspected every few days, and the teachers in charge would score every room. If a room failed to meet the standards, a whole series of troubles would come knocking.
Thus, Feng Qi and Mo Fei cleaned every day to keep the room tidy.
"Madman, hurry up and review. You weren't in great shape today, so go to sleep early." After sitting down at his desk, Mo Fei turned to Feng Qi and said.
Feng Qi nodded upon hearing this. He then sat down at his own desk, took out his books, and began reviewing.
Time passed. Feng Qi immersed himself in the ocean of knowledge, unable to extricate himself, willingly sinking deeper with no shore behind him.
Several hours later, drowsiness struck.
Shaking his head, Feng Qi closed his book and walked to his bed. He decided to sleep for a while first, then memorize the remaining key points later.
Without even taking off his clothes, he lay down directly on the bed.
Dark clouds hung low, and dry bones lay piled into mountains across the ground.
When he opened his eyes, everything before him was so familiar.
With a slight sniff, the familiar stench lingered at the tip of his nose, impossible to dispel... Ugh.
Well, damn. He was back again!
Slowly rising from the pile of dry bones, Feng Qi looked around.
The world in the dream differed from reality. The moon hanging high in the sky gave off a red halo, making everything seem especially strange.
The world beneath the moonlight was even more fantastical.
To the west, thick fog shrouded the land. To the east stood countless Living Dead. To the south was a black river. To the north stretched a road carpeted with shattered bones, lined with bare locust trees as far as the eye could see.
Just as Feng Qi surveyed the surrounding environment, a low growl caught his attention.
Turning around, he saw the familiar Living Dead. It was slowly getting to its feet, opened its mouth at him... then dropped into a split on the spot.
Feng Qi: ...
Had everything in the dream reset?
You were now very confused and did not understand why you had appeared here again. Thus, you decided to kill this little bastard first, then head east and slaughter your way through the world, absorbing bloodline power to strengthen your Bloodline Strength and Prefix Title!
Feng Qi: ...
"I don't want to."
No, you do!
Feng Qi: ...
Though unwilling, he still casually picked up a leg bone and smashed it toward the approaching Living Dead in order to uncover the truth of the dream.
Once, twice, three times...
When the flesh ball inside the Living Dead's head was smashed apart, he waited eagerly for the reward to appear.
Yet the anticipated crimson light did not rise from the Living Dead's body.
The status on the attribute panel did not change either.
Feeble Undead: Feng Qi Strength Level: Not Yet Ranked Prefix Title: Feeble (Physical Strength Reduced by 30%) Bloodline: Human (Basic) Bloodline Evolution Points: 1/1000 Prefix Title Milestone: Feeble (Upgradeable): First Stage (3%) First Prefix Title Milestone: Kill Living Dead to obtain Title Evolution Points and increase evolution percentage.
After killing the Living Dead, he discovered in surprise that the Bloodline Evolution Points on the attribute panel remained at 1/1000, without any change.
He came up with two theories.
First, he could not obtain Bloodline Evolution Points from repeatedly killing the same Living Dead.
Second, the things obtained in the dream functioned like recorded milestones. Only by surpassing the record could he obtain new rewards again. For example, he had gained 1 Bloodline Evolution Point in the previous dream, so this time he had to kill two Living Dead and break that record to obtain the second point. If he could not surpass his own record, the data would remain saved.
Feng Qi did not spend much time considering which theory was correct.
Because practice was the best answer.
Holding the leg bone, Feng Qi strode toward the eastern area where more Living Dead gathered.
This time, he had learned his lesson and no longer rashly approached areas packed with Living Dead.
In the previous dream, he had discovered a trait of the Living Dead: they had neither sight nor hearing. Last time, he had thrown bones in an attempt to lure them over, but the Living Dead had ignored them completely. Even the sound of the bones hitting the ground had failed to disturb them.
But once he drew close, all the Living Dead turned and pounced on him like cats smelling fish.
Therefore, he guessed that the Living Dead had a detection range.
If someone entered that range, the Living Dead would activate and attack the creature that had entered it.
To verify his guess, Feng Qi advanced in tiny steps, trying to find the extent of the Living Dead's detection range and avoid repeating his mistake of being beaten to death by a mob.
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