Yanhuang Planet

On Yanhuang Planet, in Yangzhou District, Tianshui City, Baisha District, inside Class 16 of Grade 12 at Tianshui City No. 95 Middle School, a youth dressed in white sat in the back row. His eyes were vacant as he stared at a history book of Yanhuang Planet, muttering to himself, "Am I, Xia Ping, a person from Earth, or a person from Yanhuang Planet? Is this really just a dream?"

As he said this, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

He, Xia Ping, had originally been an ordinary student on Yanhuang Planet, no different from anyone else. But three days ago, a bolt of purple lightning had suddenly struck down from the sky, and he had collapsed on the spot.

When he regained consciousness, he was shocked to discover that his mind contained a set of memories that were both strange and familiar. In these memories, he seemed to be a Chinese person from Earth, having experienced over thirty years of life—birth, schooling, reading, falling in love, working, marrying, and having children—before dying in a car accident.

Over these past three days, the memories of Yanhuang Planet and the memories of Earth had collided and merged. This had left Xia Ping with a splitting headache and a bewildered state of mind, unable to distinguish where he truly belonged, leaving him in a daze even during class.

However, this memory fusion was not without its benefits, and the pain was not endured in vain. It had made his mind much sharper and his memory incredibly powerful; many things became clear the moment he thought about them, no longer requiring the strenuous effort they once did.

"Did you hear me? Five months. You only have five months left."

A young woman stood on the classroom podium. She wore a professional suit that outlined a perfect figure, the curves above being quite astonishing. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, and she wore black-rimmed glasses on her fair, delicate face, exuding an intellectual charm. She was an absolute stunner of an older sister figure, capable of making countless men lose their souls.

She was Xia Ping's homeroom teacher, Qiu Xue, known as Sister Qiu, and she possessed unfathomable martial arts cultivation.

"Five months from now is the time for the college entrance exam. That is the watershed moment that will determine your life."

Homeroom teacher Qiu Xue rested her hands on the podium, her beautiful eyes scanning the students below with an imposing aura. "Whether you strive to get into university or graduate and go to work, you must consider these things now. I will pass out a questionnaire; write down your future life plans. Do not write nonsense, do you understand?"

"Teacher, I only have the cultivation of a Martial Apprentice Third Heaven. Is it very difficult to get into university with these grades?" a female student stood up and asked.

"These grades are quite average."

Homeroom teacher Qiu Xue nodded. "If you want to get into a top-tier university, that is impossible, but you could make a dash for a third-tier one. Of course, if you want to go out and work immediately to earn money and support your family, that is also fine.

Because society is currently in great need of workers, you can choose to enter a company. During your employment, you can earn a large amount of money to purchase various monster meats and consume various spiritual medicines to slowly improve your martial arts cultivation. Perhaps in the future, you might even become a true martial artist, with a monthly income of over ten thousand, living a life without worries."

If Xia Ping were still just the person from Earth, he would certainly be confused by this conversation, completely unable to make sense of it. But he possessed his memories of Yanhuang Planet, so he naturally knew that Yanhuang Planet was vastly different from Earth, as this was a world where both martial arts and technology were extremely prosperous.

Originally, Yanhuang Planet and Earth were not much different, except that the surface area was larger—roughly a hundred times that of Earth. It was distributed with hundreds of countries, and it had also progressed from the slave era and feudal era to the modern capitalist society. Technology had developed rapidly, and martial arts had been neglected.

But the change occurred one thousand years ago. A black hole suddenly appeared in the sky above the peaceful Yanhuang Planet, spraying out strange black gas that instantly covered the entire world.

"That strange black gas contained a terrifying virus. To this day, no one knows the principle behind that virus, but there is no doubt that it was extremely terrifying."

Xia Ping looked at the history book. "The entire Yanhuang Planet fell into a massive catastrophe overnight. Fifty percent of the population died; every human with a weak constitution perished.

Furthermore, because of this virus, the animals and plants on Yanhuang Planet underwent insane mutations. Each one became incomparably powerful, impervious to blades and spears, resistant to guns and cannons, and even difficult to kill with missile strikes.

Moreover, these monsters were devoid of reason, bloodthirsty and cruel. Countless humans died at the hands of these monsters, and the population dropped by another forty percent. This period is known as the Great Cataclysm Era."

But if it had only been that, Xia Ping would never have been born. Although these viruses were terrifying and caused those animals to evolve crazily, they also brought huge benefits to the humans on Yanhuang Planet, causing their bodies to evolve.

At the same time, Yanhuang Planet frequently experienced earthquakes and volcanic eruptions, which unexpectedly revealed super-ancient ruins. Humans discovered some ancient martial arts techniques passed down from these ruins.

These martial arts techniques actually allowed humans to evolve even more powerfully. Hundred-pace divine fists, killing with a plucked leaf, walking through the void, fighting a hundred enemies alone, splitting mountains and shattering rocks, suppressing rivers and mountains with a punch, and changing the world all became reality. Even without weapons, humans could stand alone against those terrifying monsters and become superhumans.

Moreover, some super-ancient ruins possessed not only powerful and complete martial arts techniques but also incredibly advanced technology. These things were quickly digested and absorbed by humans, greatly increasing their strength.

"Having obtained the technology and martial arts techniques from the ruins, human strength increased greatly. They began to counterattack against the mutated monsters, reclaiming human cities one by one. After hundreds of years, they finally became the masters of Yanhuang Planet once again, ruling the entire planet. At the same time, the nations unified, establishing the Federal Government, divided into nine major regions."

Xia Ping flipped through the history book. "Five hundred years ago, when humans no longer had to worry about survival on Yanhuang Planet, the Federal Government began sending countless human experts to explore the black hole, wanting to know the source of the Great Cataclysm.

But they did not discover the cause of the Great Cataclysm; instead, they discovered that on the other side of the black hole was a vast, boundless world, which humans named the Cloud Sky Realm.

The area of that world was unknown, many times larger than Yanhuang Planet, with much richer spiritual energy and countless heavenly treasures. It was also very suitable for human survival; it was simply the peach blossom spring of human dreams.

With the massive resources of the Cloud Sky Realm, the technology of Yanhuang Planet developed rapidly. Five hundred years later, today, it has become a world where both martial arts and technology are extremely prosperous. Everyone is a martial arts expert, and martial power is supreme."

The school where Xia Ping was located was the same. Almost every student on Yanhuang Planet was obligated to practice, and it had even become part of the curriculum. If one was not strong enough, they could not get into university, and even survival would be a struggle.

Now that he was a senior, facing the college entrance exam, getting into a good university held immense significance for any student. It represented better resources, better cultivation techniques, and even a better life.

"Hoo!"

After reading this history, Xia Ping's eyes immediately became firm. "Forget it, thinking so much is useless. Regardless of whether I am the Xia Ping from Earth or the Xia Ping from Yanhuang Planet, in short, I am me, unique in this world. No matter which world I live in, I must live brilliantly!"

After thinking this, he felt that the symptoms of his headache seemed to have completely vanished. There was no longer any blockage; the memories that had suddenly awakened and his current memories no longer distinguished between each other, having completely merged into one.

Just at this moment, a metallic sound echoed in his mind, devoid of any emotion.

Ding, soul fusion complete. Super Hatred System bound to host.

Xia Ping blinked his eyes. "Super Hatred System?!" He had not yet recovered from merging with another person's memories, and now a strange system had appeared. What was this?

"Host, this system specializes in attracting hatred. As long as the host can obtain Hatred Points, you can exchange them in the system's mall for pills, heavenly treasures, and even peerless techniques."

Xia Ping asked, "What is this Hatred Point?"

"The so-called Hatred Point is the negative emotion of living beings. As long as the host can provoke negative emotions in other living beings, you can obtain Hatred Points. The more the other party hates the host, and the stronger they are, the more Hatred Points the host can obtain. The levels of hatred are divided into mockery, annoyance, disgust, intent to kill, and irreconcilable enmity."

"Attracting hatred?!"

Xia Ping was speechless. How did this system feel so treacherous? If he went around attracting hatred everywhere, wouldn't he become a target for everyone, or even a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted to beat?! He would probably end up in a worse state than the treacherous official Qin Hui.

Moreover, could these Hatred Points really exchange for heavenly treasures and secret manuals? Was this real or fake? He had never seen the physical items, so he couldn't believe this voice that had suddenly appeared in his mind.

"It is fine if you want to get into university, and it is fine if you want to graduate and go to work. These are your lives; the teacher cannot help you choose. But the teacher wants to say one thing: once you make a decision, absolutely do not regret it. Move forward straight ahead."

At this moment, the homeroom teacher Qiu Xue on the podium let the female student sit down, then she shouted loudly, pouring out chicken soup for the soul.

"Yes, Teacher!" a group of students shouted.

Qiu Xue, however, frowned, because she noticed that one student in the class seemed to be absent-minded. This person was Xia Ping. She asked, "Xia Ping, stand up and tell us, what are your plans for the future?"

"Plans?!"

Xia Ping immediately realized that his distracted demeanor had caught the teacher's attention.

The homeroom teacher was a newcomer who had only been working for half a year; she wasn't one of those seasoned veterans with decades of experience, and she possessed a strong sense of responsibility, often keeping a close watch on students who weren't focused in class.

Originally, he had intended to just say he was aiming for a third-rate university to get it over with, but then he thought, why not take this opportunity to test if this Super Hatred System was real?

Thinking of this, Xia Ping stood up and immediately said, "I want to apply to Yanhuang University."

Huh?!

The entire class, including the homeroom teacher Qiu Xue, was stunned.

What was Yanhuang University? It was the best university on the entire Yanhuang Planet, founded by countless human martyrs. It had produced one martial arts powerhouse after another, and its graduates were scattered across every industry—some were corporate CEOs, others served as military generals or marshals, and over a dozen had even become Federation Presidents.

It could be said that anyone who could enter Yanhuang University was a heaven-sent prodigy of humanity.

In the entire 95th Middle School, no more than five students were qualified to apply to Yanhuang University, and it was rare for even one to be accepted in a given year.

If someone actually got in, the whole school would hang banners, celebrate for three days and three nights, send notifications to every parent, and every student would even receive a chicken leg.

Yet Xia Ping was just an ordinary student with the cultivation of a Martial Apprentice Third Heaven; he would struggle to even get into a third-rate university, let alone Yanhuang University.

Now, this kid actually dared to say he wanted to apply to Yanhuang University—wasn't he insane?!

"Xia Ping, are... are you serious?" Because Xia Ping's answer was so shocking, homeroom teacher Qiu Xue didn't continue to scold him for being unfocused in class; instead, she felt a bit bewildered.

Xia Ping nodded and said, "That's right. Five months from now, I want to get into Yanhuang University, become a martial arts powerhouse, earn over a hundred million a year, marry a beautiful, wealthy woman, and reach the pinnacle of life."

"Pinnacle my foot! With your martial arts cultivation, you'd struggle to get into a third-rate university, let alone Yanhuang University."

"Don't be so delusional; you need to know where your limits are."

"You don't study properly, and all you do is try to make a scene. Do you realize you're putting the cart before the horse?"

"Everyone, that's a bit harsh. Even a salted fish needs to have some ideals; maybe he really will turn his life around."

A group of students looked at Xia Ping with contempt.

Xia Ping remained unmoved. He looked at one of the students leading the mockery and said, "Yang Wei, just because you can't do it doesn't mean others can't. However, some men are born incapable; that's a hopeless case."

"Xia Ping!"

The student Yang Wei was so angry his nose was crooked. He glared at Xia Ping, knowing even with his knees that this guy was definitely mocking him, laughing at his name and implying he was impotent.

Usually, this nickname was a taboo, and no one dared to call him that, but this Xia Ping actually dared to say these things in front of the whole class—it was too hateful.

"Haha, to think someone is actually named Yang Wei. What was your old man thinking?" A fat kid in the corner burst into laughter. He had some friction with Yang Wei, and seeing the other guy make a fool of himself, he didn't hesitate to kick him while he was down.

"Gao Wan, what are you laughing at? You're the same."

Xia Ping said lazily.

Holy crap, the fat kid Gao Wan's face turned green. He stood up with a bang and glared at Xia Ping, looking as if he wanted to eat him alive.

The other students had strange expressions. Usually, this Xia Ping was just an average student in class—his grades were neither good nor bad, he wasn't particularly outstanding, and he had zero presence. How was it that today he seemed to be killing anyone who stood in his way, like a demon incarnate? It was too fierce.

Yang Wei was a bit stunned. It turned out this guy wasn't targeting him specifically, but had eaten gunpowder today and was spraying everyone he saw.

"Enough!"

Homeroom teacher Qiu Xue couldn't watch anymore. She glared at Xia Ping with her beautiful eyes and criticized, "Xia Ping, what is wrong with you? Why are you specifically giving other students nicknames? You can't just say whatever comes to mind about people."

Xia Ping nodded in agreement: "The teacher is right; I should reflect on this."

"Wah... you, you're bullying me! I, I'm not that kind of person, absolutely not!"

Hearing the homeroom teacher say such things, Yang Wei's face turned pale, and he suddenly broke down in tears, acting like a bullied girl. He kicked his chair away and ran out of the classroom, wailing loudly.

"Hey!"

Homeroom teacher Qiu Xue's pretty face flushed red. She seemed to realize she had said the wrong thing and wanted to call Yang Wei back, but he ran too fast and left the classroom in an instant, leaving her no way to stop him.

"Xia Ping!" She glared at him; this whole situation was that bastard's fault.

Xia Ping spread his hands, feeling quite innocent: "I didn't expect his mental fortitude to be so weak."

"Get out, get out immediately and go reflect on yourself!" Homeroom teacher Qiu Xue said angrily, pointing at Xia Ping.

Xia Ping had no objections at all. Just then, he heard a series of cold, metallic sounds echoing in his mind: "Hatred value +1, Hatred value +1..."