College Choices

Song Chen put down his phone, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling.

Outside the window, the sky was pitch-black. Psionic Particles drifted slowly through the night, like a silent river.

There was still so much to do, and so many roads left to travel.

But tonight, all he wanted was a good night's sleep.

The next morning, Song Chen stood in front of the mirror and took quite a while to get himself presentable.

After a day of rest, most of his injuries had healed.

He put on a clean white shirt and a dark blue jacket—the one Lin Qingxue had helped him pick out that day.

At last, he no longer looked like an injured soldier who had just crawled off a battlefield.

As he headed out, he heard his mother call after him, "Come back early after you've filled out your college choices!"

Song Chen was going to fill out his college choices. In the Martial Arts Era, humanity was in crisis, and everything moved fast.

The moment the hovercar stopped outside Third Martial Arts High School, Song Chen froze.

A huge red banner hung at the school gate, bearing several gold characters:

"Warm congratulations to our student Song Chen for earning the top score in the Nanjiang Province Martial Arts College Entrance Exam!"

The security guard poked his head out of the gatehouse and took one look at him. His eyes lit up, and he hurried over.

"Song Chen? You're Song Chen, right?"

Song Chen nodded.

The security guard grinned so broadly that his face crinkled. He wiped his hand on his jacket, reached out as if to shake Song Chen's hand, then pulled it back. In the end, he just rubbed his hands together and took a small notebook from his pocket.