You Don't Know Anything, I Have a Cheat!

Fallen Blossom City, First High School.

In the classroom of Class 7 Grade 2,

"Li Qingshan, you want to go to the Martial Arts Class too?"

A surprised voice rang out, and several surrounding students raised their heads at the sound, gathering their gaze on a figure by the window.

Brilliant sunlight spilled in from outside the window, shining on the youth writing with his head down, his profile glowing against the backdrop of the golden sunlight.

Li Qingshan stopped his pen, turned his head to look at the classmate who had spoken, and smiled lightly:

"There's no threshold for the Martial Arts Class, why can't I go?"

The person who spoke choked, and though the other classmates had strange looks in their eyes, they still put their attention back onto the application forms in their respective hands, hesitant.

Boom!

A sonic boom exploded in the sky outside,

yet there was no commotion in the classroom, as if people were used to it.

Only Li Qingshan looked up toward the window.

A ring of white airflow lingered in mid-air, and a black humanoid mecha reflecting metallic light all over sped far away.

A Sky Patrol, belonging to the Patrol Bureau of Martial Righteous Province, patrolling the skies of various cities every day.

"Used to it? This is a mecha!"

Li Qingshan stroked the application form in his hand, his expression inexplicable.

Having time-traveled for two years, his perception of the world before him was still full of contradictions.

Interstellar Era... Crimson Rainbow Star Domain... Purple Star...

Star Warships... Mecha... Martial Artists...

Star Realm Exotic Beasts... Evil God Followers... Contamination...

These were just a string of pale words on textbooks.

That's right, even though it was already the Interstellar Era, the teaching on Purple Star still used paper textbooks.

After living here for two years, he hadn't even seen a single hover car.

The most sci-fi item Li Qingshan could touch was just a communicator on his wrist capable of projection.

Only the mecha occasionally flying across the sky, and the martial arts practiced daily, reminded him that this was an interstellar era.

Mecha!

Martial Artists!

The only two manifestations of those pale words in the textbook!

"Such a brilliant interstellar era, how could I miss it?"

Li Qingshan smiled slightly and continued filling out the application form.

On the podium, the head teacher pushed his glasses frames, his expression complex.

Every three years, the scene before him repeated itself, but the path of martial arts was not easy to walk.

"Classmates, although there is no threshold for the Martial Arts Class, the teacher still wants to remind you all."

"Even if you truly enter the Martial Arts Class, those who can go to New Continent are few and far between."

"Even putting talent aside, the cost of nutrient solution alone is not low, and I hope all students will consider it carefully."

The deep voice poured down like a basin of cold water, causing most people to sigh helplessly and put down the application forms in their hands.

Even a few students who were filling out applications clenched their pen shafts, showing struggle on their faces, and finally stopped writing with unwillingness.

The head teacher's words were cruel, but they were not wrong.

Purple Star was divided into two continents: New Continent and Old Continent, and the continent they were on was the Old Continent.

And New Continent was the center of this planet; only by stepping into New Continent did one have the opportunity to touch this vast interstellar era.

New Continent and Old Continent were separated by a vast ocean, but it was not insurmountable.

Talent was the ticket to New Continent!

However, the screening of talent had begun long ago.

Among all the students present, from elementary school to middle school, basically one or two classmates around them were sent to New Continent every year.

And they who remained here were undoubtedly the huge denominator left behind after the screening.

Entering the Grade 3 Martial Arts Class and getting admitted into the martial arts university of New Continent could be said to be their last chance to enter New Continent.

But rather than an opportunity, it was more like an out-of-reach wish.

The students from Martial Righteous Province where Fallen Blossom City was located who could get admitted into New Continent Martial Arts University every year were only a handful.

Accompanied by the students' low spirits, the classroom grew increasingly quiet, with only a few "rustling" sounds particularly harsh.

The classmates present instinctively turned their heads, their gazes gathering on the three people who hadn't stopped writing yet.

"Jia Jiang, Zhao Hongzhou... Hmm? Li Qingshan is going to the Martial Arts Class too?"

At this moment, almost all gazes landed on Li Qingshan.

"No, how on earth is Li Qingshan qualified to sign up for the Martial Arts Class?"

"Right, Jia Jiang's family runs a logistics company, so he can squander however he wants. Although Zhao Hongzhou's family background is average, he has grown sturdier over the past two years, and giving it a shot is normal, but Li Qingshan..."

The speaking boy hesitated and stopped, and someone right beside him immediately took over the conversation:

"What's hard to say? Isn't he from the Public Upbringing Center? Mentioning 'public upbringing' now doesn't count as discrimination."

Public upbringing was the product of continuously declining birth rates in the Interstellar Era.

The Public Upbringing Center was where all children originated from the Federation Embryo Repository, having neither fathers nor mothers.

Before the age of fifteen, they all received unified education at the Public Upbringing Center.

After fifteen, everyone faced a choice.

They could continue accepting the arrangements of the Public Upbringing Center until they started a job and signed a work contract of at least ten years.

Or they could leave the Public Upbringing Center and make their own living.

There were two or three students from the Public Upbringing Center in almost every class at school, which wasn't rare.

As the voices fell, the surrounding classmates also let loose and continued:

"With a public upbringing background, even though the school waives board, lodging, and tuition, the Nutrient Solution used for cultivation isn't covered. Without parents to help him, how does Li Qingshan dare to do this?"

"Not necessarily. I heard that after he came out of the Public Upbringing Center, he started working to make money even before Grade 1 started, and he doesn't live at school either."

"Hh, how much can a part-time job earn? I'm afraid a month's salary isn't even enough for one bottle of Nutrient Solution."

"Yeah, if Li Qingshan had any talent, he would have been sent to New Continent back when he was at the Public Upbringing Center, so why would he come to our school?"

"No talent and no family support, what's the point?"

Quite a few students began to shake their heads and sigh, adopting the airs of those who critiqued the state of the world.

Under the circumstances where the vast majority gave up, giving up on the Martial Arts Class became the "wise" choice.

And Li Qingshan's conditions were worse than all of them, yet he still "stubbornly insisted"—certainly the most unwise among the unwise.

"Li Qingshan..."

On the podium, the head teacher frowned, but did not say much.

Dousing them with cold water earlier was simply because he did not want to see too many students exhaust their family savings yet achieve nothing.

The Grade 3 Martial Arts Class was ultimately a strategy set down by the Federation and a ticket to New Continent.

Although the chances were slim, he could not forcefully obstruct them either.

"It's nothing more than wasting a bit of time anyway. Walking out of the Public Upbringing Center, he probably just signed up for the Martial Arts Class, right?"

With that thought flashing past, the head teacher shook his head, abandoning the idea of persuasion.

With no family support and no sufficient resources to sustain him, even if Li Qingshan entered the Martial Arts Class, he wouldn't stay long.

With the noisy chatter clamoring in his ears, Li Qingshan slightly furrowed his brow, the pen in his hand pausing.

"Hmm? Did he figure it out? Is he going to give up?"

"Definitely. After hearing our analysis, no matter how stubborn he is, he should give it up."

Quite a few students were smug and triumphant, wearing smiles as they had finally persuaded the "unwise" behavior of a stubborn classmate.

A few students who had filled out half the form before giving up walked over to Li Qingshan together.

They looked at the application form in Li Qingshan's hand, the corners of their mouths involuntarily curling into smiles.

Very well, although the required fields were all filled out, he hadn't signed it yet.

That's right, they had all given up, so on what grounds was Li Qingshan continuing to persist?

"Li Qingshan, choosing to give up is the right thing to do. There's nothing to regret."

Someone reached out, lightly patting Li Qingshan's shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Everyone's the same, we understand you."

"Brother Shan, don't listen to them. Let's go to the Martial Arts Class together and give it our all."

A booming voice rang out as Zhao Hongzhou finished handing in his application form and walked over.

"Zhao Hongzhou, if you don't understand, stop talking nonsense!"

"Exactly, you still have family backing, so you can struggle for it. Li Qingshan doesn't even have parents, what does he have to struggle with?"

"What, could it be that you can fork out the money to help him buy Nutrient Solution?"

Public indignation flared for a moment, as if they had been incited into "public anger" by Zhao Hongzhou's single sentence.

"You guys..."

Although Zhao Hongzhou possessed a tall and sturdy build, he still retained a boyish innocence, and facing everyone's accusations, he did not know what to do.

"How come I never noticed before that you guys care about me so much?"

Li Qingshan let out a scoff, turned his head to look around, and found quite a few people staring right at him.

To be precise, they were staring at the application form in his hand.

It seemed they were expecting him to crumple up this paper and "go along with the crowd."

Funny story, really.

He had been busy with part-time jobs before, making him pretty much invisible in the class, and he wasn't all that familiar with his classmates either.

There was only Zhao Hongzhou, with whom he had a relatively good relationship because the two of them occasionally worked together.

He hadn't expected that today, because of a single piece of paper, he would accidentally become the "focus" of the entire class.

"What do you guys know!"

Li Qingshan gave a light laugh and picked up his pen to sign his name.

An illusory screen visible only to him unfolded before his eyes.

[Li Qingshan]
[Realm: Body Tempering 9/100]

Behind the light screen were face after face.

Shock, knitted brows, pity...

Such a vivid display of all walks of life!