Yellow-Haired Punk: Big Brother, I Was Wrong!

"I won't! Get out of my way! If you don't move, I'm calling the police!"

The girl whose path had been blocked looked like a First Day freshman who had only reported in today. She was pretty and cute, and fairly tall too, standing over 1.6 meters.

No wonder the Yellow-Haired Punk had stopped her while she was walking home alone.

"Hahaha, call the police? I go there every week for a cup of tea. Everyone inside is an old acquaintance. You actually want to call the police? That's hilarious."

The moment the Yellow-Haired Punk heard that the female student wanted to call the police, he laughed so hard he could barely catch his breath. Yet he deliberately described being arrested and detained as though he were merely paying a friendly visit.

That made the inexperienced Girl hesitate.

Just as she made up her mind to call the police and the Yellow-Haired Punk moved to snatch her phone, Yang Yu, who had been watching the show for a while, stepped forward and grabbed the punk's thin wrist.

"What? She doesn't want to give it to you, so you're going to force her?"

Seeing Yang Yu appear out of nowhere, the Yellow-Haired Punk—who was under 1.7 meters tall and as skinny as a bamboo pole—immediately panicked.

"Y-you, who are you? Believe it or not, I'll call dozens of brothers over to teach you a lesson!"

"Heh, teach me a lesson?" Yang Yu sneered. With a slight squeeze of his hand, he made the Yellow-Haired Punk howl in pain.

"Stop, stop, stop! I give up, I give up! I won't ask for her QQ anymore, okay?"

"You think I'll stop just because you say so?" Yang Yu continued applying pressure. After being nourished by Cosmic Energy and Spiritual Force, his Physical Fitness was now even better than it had been when he trained diligently in his previous life!

In fact, it was much stronger.

With only a little more force, the Yellow-Haired Punk bent over in agony, his wild cries turning into whimpers.

"Waaah, Big Brother, I was wrong! I really was! Please spare me!"

Seeing that the frail-looking Yellow-Haired Punk seemed to have genuinely realized his mistake, Yang Yu released him in satisfaction. "Scram! Don't let me see you again. Especially not harassing others. Otherwise, I'll beat you up every time I see you."

Rubbing his reddened wrist, the Yellow-Haired Punk dared not vent his anger. Enduring the pain, he forced out a flattering smile. "Thank you for showing mercy, Big Brother. I'll scram right away, right away!"

The Yellow-Haired Punk fled in a miserable state without even daring to look back. Because he was running too frantically, he even tripped and fell halfway through.

But he immediately scrambled back up and kept running, terrified that Yang Yu would catch up and land two solid punches on his skinny body.

However, as the pain in his wrist gradually faded, the Yellow-Haired Punk's fragile heart began to stir again. Hmph, he made me lose face in front of a Beauty and even bullied me! You seem pretty good at fighting, but how many people can you take on?

Another day, I'll get Green-Haired Punk Big Brother to bring the brothers and settle this humiliation once and for all!

Hoodlums like the Yellow-Haired Punk were the type to forget the pain as soon as their wounds healed. The moment he turned around, he was already thinking about revenge.

"Pfft."

Watching the Yellow-Haired Punk flee in disgrace, the pretty female student, who had been panicking just moments ago, could not help laughing.

"The way he rolled and crawled looked like a dog, a yellow-haired dog at that~"

"Haha, he really did look a bit like one." Yang Yu laughed at the student's vivid description.

"Alright, try not to go home alone next time. Public security around here hasn't been very good lately."

After saying that, Yang Yu prepared to leave.

"Big Brother, I haven't properly thanked you yet, and I don't even know your name." The slender Girl in her fitted school uniform spoke sweetly.

"I'm Lei Feng. I do good deeds without leaving my name behind, so don't take it to heart."

"Big Brother, wait for me! My name is Meng Ran. Leave me some contact information."

Watching Yang Yu disappear farther and farther away, Meng Ran stopped, breathing lightly. "Hmph, a First High School backpack. So he's a schoolmate. I don't believe I won't run into him again."

Ignoring the young Girl's thoughts, Yang Yu returned home, set down his backpack, and ate lunch with his Grandfather.

Having retired many years ago, Grandfather spent his days caring for Yang Yu, while cooking remained one of his few hobbies.

"Xiao Yu, eat more ribs. You look much better today. Young people really do need more exercise."

Looking at the pile of Braised Pork Ribs overflowing from his bowl, Yang Yu hurriedly shoveled several large mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.

"Grandfather, you should eat too. Today's ribs are delicious."

"If they're good, then eat more."

Seeing his grandson eat with such appetite for the first time, Grandpa Yang's face was full of gratification.

There were only the two of them left in the Yang Family now. Looking at his energetic grandson, Grandpa Yang's heart was filled with joy.

After finally eating three large bowls of rice and polishing off most of the dishes on the table, Yang Yu returned to his bedroom for a nap at his Grandfather's urging.

Afternoon classes began at 2:30.

It was not even 1:00 yet.

With no trace of sleepiness, Yang Yu sat at his desk and began recalling his insights and experiences from his First Day practicing Neijiaquan.

"The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy here—or rather, Cosmic Energy—is indeed far denser than in my previous life. Just one night and one morning of training has already made my body noticeably stronger. Under the nourishment of the Dantian Breathing Method and Neijiaquan, my internal organs can absorb the free energy drifting through the universe more quickly."

"Although the amount of energy absorbed is still very small, and I can't sense it at all unless I'm meditating, my body is undeniably more energetic, and my mind is clearer too."

"Perhaps I'll have to wait until the Double R Virus strikes and my Physical Fitness undergoes some inexplicable change before absorbing Cosmic Energy becomes unobstructed."

"Before then, I should train my Physical Fitness to its limit. That would bring enormous benefits whether I awaken as a Spirit Reader or continue cultivating Genetic Origin Energy."

"Soon. My body's adaptation and improvement are far faster than I expected. Perhaps it won't be long before my soul can perfectly fuse with this body."

"I'll also need to gradually increase the intensity of my training. I can't let my rate of improvement slow down."

After reviewing everything once, Yang Yu began sorting through the various Martial Way theories that remained in his mind from his previous life.

As well as the major timelines of Swallowed Star.

The Double R Virus would erupt in January 2015, less than half a year from now.

In September of the same year, animals that had mutated even more violently would transform into Monsters and attack human settlements.

Thus, the Grand Nirvana would officially begin.

What followed was eight long years of fighting against Monsters.

Finally, after humanity developed all kinds of High-Tech Weapons and Hong and Thor led them in driving back the Beast Emperors on land,

the Grand Nirvana finally came to an end, and the era of Base Cities began.

Overall,

as long as he survived the awakening of a Spirit Reader and the eight years of Grand Nirvana, he would welcome a New Birth!

But Yang Yu's ambitions did not end there.

Hong, Thor, and several other exceptionally talented Martial Artists had become beings Beyond War God within just a few short years after the Grand Nirvana began.

Then Yang Yu, with his foreknowledge, intelligence, and outstanding Martial Way talent, naturally had no intention of falling behind.

"Rather than cling to someone else's thigh, I might as well become the thigh myself!"

Yang Yu also wanted to know just where his limit lay after the Grand Nirvana arrived!

After recalling every detail and ensuring it was all firmly etched into his mind, Yang Yu checked his watch. It was already 2:20 in the afternoon.

Still not sleepy in the slightest, Yang Yu went to the bathroom and washed his face. Seeing his Grandfather's room tightly shut, he knew that Grandfather was taking a nap.

Not wanting to disturb him, Yang Yu quietly picked up his backpack and left the house.

Because the midday sun was scorching, Yang Yu did not choose to run to school. Instead, he went to the residential complex's bike shed and mounted his bicycle.

Once he reached the main road, Yang Yu pedaled at full speed.

He forced an old-fashioned bicycle to reach the speed of a car, arriving at school in less than five minutes.

After parking his bike, Yang Yu went to the classroom and began studying.

Seeing Yang Yu arrive at school right on time again,

Su Yu's beautiful, delicate Eyes narrowed slightly. Something's up with this guy! He used to arrive at least twenty minutes early, but today he's cut it close twice in a row. Hmph! Doesn't he know I always arrive early too?

But the proud Su Yu naturally would not take the initiative to ask.

In truth, their interactions had been limited to discussing Math Problems a few times.

Perhaps the original Yang Yu had not yet awakened to such things. He did not have any special feelings toward the youthful and beautiful Su Yu, whose looks stood out from the crowd.

The only thing about her that interested him was her intelligence, which could barely keep up with his speed of thought.

In the entire class, the only person Yang Yu truly acknowledged was his close friend Wang Lin.