Health Bar Lit Up

"The running data has already broken the world record too." Bai Ye looked at the prompt in the description panel.

He had completed two thousand meters in just 4 minutes and 40 seconds, two seconds faster than the current human record.

Of course, Bai Ye knew it was not because his strength or speed had surpassed human limits. It was merely that his overall physical ability was approaching the human limit.

At this point, his endurance was inferior to long-distance runners, his speed inferior to sprinters, and his strength still lagged behind those strongmen who could pull airplanes.

But the balance of his overall stats allowed him to easily break the records held by professional athletes who surpassed him in individual physical attributes.

It could be understood like this: in sprinting, he had the greatest strength; in weightlifting, the greatest endurance; and in long-distance running, the fastest speed.

"Hey, Bai Ye, why did you take leave on Friday?" As he pondered, a hand casually hooked around his shoulder from behind. The force against his sensitive skin made pain shoot through him, and his whole body jolted.

Enduring the pain, Bai Ye irritably grabbed the arm on his shoulder and pulled it down.

"Ivan, I don't like people putting their arms around my shoulders like that," Bai Ye said as he turned around, only to find the other boy staring at him blankly.

"Oh my God, Bai Ye, did you get plastic surgery over the weekend?" Ivan stared at Bai Ye's face in astonishment. He instinctively wanted to reach out and pinch it, but Bai Ye caught his hand.

Bai Ye looked disgusted. "I told you, I'm not used to hugging and touching. You're not gay, are you?"

"Of course not. But did you really not get plastic surgery? What hospital has that kind of technology? If I could get results like that, I'd be willing to do it too."

Ivan wanted to keep asking, but Bai Ye had already found him annoying and could not be bothered to respond. He headed straight for his seat.

The moment he sat down, Peter beside him looked at him in surprise as well. "Bai Ye, why do you look so much more handsome? You could become famous even if you debuted as a celebrity right now."

"Why are you saying that too..." Bai Ye said speechlessly.

Then he noticed that it was not just Peter. The surrounding classmates were all subtly glancing at his face, amazed that Bai Ye had somehow become even more handsome.

If it had been before, he might have considered becoming a celebrity. But now that he had the Stat Panel, his goal was no longer to be the center of attention. Instead, he wanted to try playing the role of a god among men.

By then, no one would be able to stop him from doing whatever he wanted. If he was unhappy, he could even tell the President of the United States, "I don't eat beef."

The whole world would move according to his will. At that point, he would be the biggest star in the world, and there would not be a single hater anywhere on the planet.

"Do you know how jealous I am of your looks? If I were as handsome as you, I'd debut as a celebrity immediately. Then Uncle Ben and Aunt May wouldn't have to keep working so hard."

Peter's face was filled with envy. His family circumstances were not very good. His parents had died early, and he had been raised entirely by Uncle Ben and Aunt May.

Then Peter remembered something. "Oh, right. While you were gone last Friday, the teacher announced that our whole class is visiting the Osborn Corporation on Wednesday. If we perform well, we might even directly earn the chance to intern at that big company. You took leave that day, so the teacher asked me to tell you... Why are you looking at me like that?"

Peter had only gotten halfway through before noticing that Bai Ye's expression had become somewhat complicated.

"It's nothing. I'm congratulating you in advance," Bai Ye said, shaking his head. That should be when Spider-Man's story began, and then Peter would embark on the same path as Batman: with great power came great responsibility.

"Congratulating me? Do you think I'll be selected to intern at Osborn?" Peter asked with a smile.

"Something like that." Bai Ye did not know what to say. He only hoped that he could save Uncle Ben in time before he was shot.

As he spoke, he habitually opened the Stat Panel, only to unexpectedly notice a change in the description panel.

Description Panel: Detected someone launching an attack against you. Analyzing opponent data.

Name: Eck Chris

Strength: 1.1

Agility: 1.0

Constitution: 1.0

Mentality: 1.0

Charm: 1.1

...

Uh? So this is what it means for the health bar to light up? Bai Ye looked toward the front row. Remembering the pain Eck had caused in his shoulder earlier, he immediately formed a guess.

"Peter, pat me once," Bai Ye said seriously.

"Why?" Peter gave Bai Ye a baffled look, then raised his hand and lightly patted Bai Ye on the back.

As pain rose from his skin, another prompt appeared in the description panel:

Detected someone launching an attack against you. Analyzing opponent data.

Name: Peter Parker

Strength: 0.9

Agility: 1.0

Constitution: 0.8

Mentality: 1.6

Charm: 1.0

...

He really is pretty weak. His average across the three physical stats doesn't even reach 1.0. But why don't I have an agility stat? Bai Ye thought. After considering it for a while, he could only guess that his agility stat had merged with his strength stat. After all, speed was strength.

Not long after, the bell rang, and the teacher entered the classroom as usual to begin the day's lesson.

However, as Bai Ye sat in the back row listening to the teacher, he gradually became irritated.

After three days of training and experiencing his physical abilities rapidly improve, he was no longer satisfied with spending his days sitting in a classroom and slowly listening to lessons.

After all, once his mentality had reached 1.4, all he had to do was spend a night flipping through books to fully grasp an entire semester's material. He no longer wanted to waste time on such meaningless classroom learning.

At that moment, he desperately wanted to return to the gym and continue improving himself.

I really can't stand this damn school anymore. I'll practice the Purple Mist Divine Skill for a while... Bai Ye thought.

He then slightly closed his eyes and buried his face in his arms, preparing to circulate his inner energy. But he had completely underestimated his own appeal.

Even before this, Bai Ye's appearance had already been among the best of humanity.

After his constitution had improved and transformed him, he was like a lantern lit up in the night—the most dazzling guy in the entire school.

With the whole class watching, trying to slack off during class was truly difficult.

Sure enough, he had only just lowered his head and had not even begun cultivating when a concerned voice immediately came from the podium.

"Bai Ye, are you feeling unwell?" On the podium, the young female teacher Emma asked with a face full of concern.

Left with no choice, Bai Ye lifted his head and replied, "Yes, Teacher. I feel a little dizzy and want to go to the administration office."

"Dizzy? How about I accompany you to the infirmary?" The moment Emma said that, every boy and girl in the class turned to look at her. Are you really concerned about him? I don't even want to expose you.

"No need, Teacher. I can go by myself." Bai Ye gently shook his head, then walked silently out of the classroom alone under Emma's disappointed gaze.