"Beep, student card!"
Accompanied by the machine's synthesized voice, Bai He looked at the notification that 0.1 yuan had been deducted from his bus card and could not help feeling deeply moved.
He really had transmigrated. In his original world, even in Linghai City, the first-tier city where he had lived, he had never heard of student cards getting a ninety-percent discount.
Even if there were such a thing, it should have been for elementary school student cards. But his current identity was that of a high school student!
Thinking of this, Bai He could not help feeling depressed.
Just a few minutes ago—probably...—he had still been a fresh university graduate searching everywhere for work.
After suffering his Nth failed job interview, he had carried a box of fast food bought from the roadside into an empty park, found a spot, and begun wolfing it down.
As he ate, he kept cursing the interviewers he had met that morning for failing to recognize gold inlaid jade. They had actually failed to see that he was gold buried in mud and sand!
Even while cursing, he did not forget to console himself inwardly.
If this place won't have me, another place will!
And for the Nth time, he swore to himself that he would never attend another interview again.
Yeah! Even if he had to steal electric bikes just to barely survive, he would never interview again!
But... after eating and drinking his fill, he still sighed as he packed his empty fast-food box into a plastic bag and tossed it into the nearby trash can.
Then he slowly stood up, brushed the dust from his cheap suit, and prepared to head to the next location for his N+1st interview.
He was only an orphan. After reaching adulthood, he had lost the state's subsidies, and after graduation, he had lost the school's subsidies as well. If he still could not find a job, then once his savings ran out, he would probably have no choice but to haul bricks at a construction site.
Maybe this was punishment for running his mouth just now!
He had barely stood up when a massive bolt from the blue descended from the sky and struck him.
His vision immediately went dark. When his consciousness returned the next second, he was already standing on a bustling street.
Before he could recover from the experience of being struck by lightning, a violent pain suddenly erupted in his head, as though hundreds of millions of silver needles were wildly piercing his brain.
"Ah..."
He could not help crying out in pain.
Fortunately, he had developed a strong will through years of training since childhood, so he did not make any more of a spectacle of himself.
Seeing him collapse to the ground and convulse violently like someone having an epileptic seizure, the pedestrians around him all gathered around.
They pointed at him and discussed him, while some even called emergency services.
After a while, the pain in his head eased considerably, and he hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd.
Only then did he realize that he had actually transmigrated, and that the headache just now had been caused by receiving the original body's memories.
After roughly sorting through the memories in his mind, he quickly boarded the bus he was now riding and headed toward the school from those memories.
Because the original owner was still a student, and more importantly, he had not even asked for leave...
The bus slowly started moving.
As the skyscrapers outside the window gradually receded, Bai He organized and considered the memories left behind by the original owner.
The first issue he considered was how to get money.
That's right! As a transmigrator, having no money simply would not do! How could that live up to the noble status of a transmigrator?
Fine! To be honest... he was just terrified of being poor...
But why was his identity after transmigrating an orphan again? Was this the legendary curse of dying alone?!
Bai He thought speechlessly.
Since his current identity was only that of an orphan—and a high school student at that—the things he had learned in university would be difficult to use.
An orphaned high school student with no parents could not possibly explain why he had suddenly learned professional knowledge he had never encountered before.
With that road blocked, what else could he do?
Bai He could not help becoming distressed.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration passed through his mind.
He slapped his hand against himself. Right! He could write web novels! Although he had only been an orphan in his original world, he had read quite a few classic web novels.
He could take the route of a literary plagiarist and transport some classic works from his past life. Maybe he could make a fortune!
Thinking of this, Bai He burst into laughter inwardly.
He carefully searched through the memories in his mind.
"There really isn't a Qidian Chinese Website in this world, no Doupo Cangqiong, and not even the Central Plains Five Whites! I'm going to become famous! I'm going to make a fortune!"
Bai He's heart immediately burned with excitement.
Based on the memories left by the original owner, he discovered that this world was similar to the one from his previous life. Its technology was somewhat more advanced, though only to a limited extent.
Because technology was more advanced, people had far too many ways to entertain themselves online. Therefore, although online literature already existed in this world, it was not very developed.
According to the original owner's memories, the most popular genre online right now was actually Western fantasy novels.
That was so outdated!
Bai He was delighted and continued searching through his mind.
However, before he could be happy for long, a piece of information flashing through his mind made his face darken.
He had not noticed earlier, but now he realized that the city he lived in was actually called Juxia City, and he even had a roommate named Ge Xiaolun?!
He wanted to curse on the spot. Seriously, what the hell?!
He had originally thought this was merely an ordinary novel about literary plagiarism. Who would have expected the tone to abruptly shift in the next moment, turning into a full-blown Sci-Fi Mythology Interstellar War Novel? This was practically murder!
Bai He frantically called out in his heart for his golden finger.
Whether it was a system, a supernatural ability, a magical artifact, or any other damn thing, it had better come out and meet him already. He was scared out of his mind right now.
Yet it was all for nothing. Although he called out for ages, nothing happened. No strange phenomenon appeared, nor did he enter any mysterious space.
In the end, he finally gave up trying!
Ge Xiaolun! You know? Galaxy Power! You know?
At least that was a blessing amid misfortune!
Bai He comforted himself inwardly.
If all else failed, he could only cling tightly to Lun Ge's thigh!
Half an hour later, the bus finally arrived at its destination.
Bai He got off the bus and passed countless fruit stands and stationery stores.
After crossing the road, a tall school gate carved from gray-white marble appeared before him.
Several gilded characters were engraved upon it in bold, flowing strokes: Longteng Middle School!
"Whoa! This is pretty impressive!"
The high school Bai He attended was called Longteng Middle School, a famous school with a long history in Juxia City.
It was located in the central district of Juxia City. With its beautiful environment and strong faculty, it was considered one of the more prestigious high schools in the city.
Students were still coming and going through the school at the moment, so it seemed classes had not started yet.
Bai He walked with light steps, admiring the beautiful flowers and plants in the roadside flower beds that he had never seen in his previous life. At the same time, he marveled at the teaching buildings beside him, full of a high-tech feel, as he leisurely made his way through the school.
"The students here are really lucky," Bai He could not help sighing.
In his original world, the eight-to-five school schedule that all Chinese students dreamed of had become reality here.
"Hmm... now I can experience this kind of life too. Hehe!"
"But... sigh! If only there weren't any damn alien invasions..."
Bai He rubbed his chin, a faint smile appearing on his face. But as if he had suddenly remembered something, he became dejected again.
He turned and entered the teaching building.
"My... hmm... my classroom should be the second classroom from the front on the fourth floor of Zhixing Building. No! The second from the end."
As he walked, Bai He sorted through the original owner's memories in his mind.
Upstairs, turn right, go straight, then turn right again.
Bai He entered a classroom.
The moment he stepped inside, a familiar face entered Bai He's field of vision.
That flashy turtleneck sweater, that tall and burly physique, that crisp crew cut, those eyes that were upright yet carried a hint of cowardice.
That's right, I mean you, Lun Ge!
Ge Xiaolun, who was sitting in the back, saw Bai He enter the classroom and immediately waved, signaling for Bai He to come over quickly.
Seeing Ge Xiaolun eagerly calling him over, Bai He could not help feeling a little puzzled.
So he quickly picked up his pace, walked over to Ge Xiaolun, and sat down beside him.
Ge Xiaolun reached out and patted Bai He on the shoulder, then asked in a low voice, "Old Bai, didn't you say you were going to find a hermit master who knew real martial arts? Did you find one?"
"What?"
Bai He was a little dumbfounded.
"Martial arts? A hermit master? What the hell?"
After carefully searching through the memories in his mind, Bai He finally found the answer.
Half a year ago, a huge chrysanthemum-shaped hole had suddenly opened in the sky. Countless red rays shot toward the ground, and a voice like that of the Kingdom of Death had come from within it, saying something about "Eternal Death" and the like.
Although the relevant departments repeatedly declared that it was merely an ordinary Spatial Wormhole Series Effect, a natural phenomenon, and the chrysanthemum-shaped hole in the sky later disappeared.
After that, however, many people around the world still believed that the voice from the Big Chrysanthemum was surely the voice of hell. They believed it was a sign of Doomsday Arrival, proof that the world might change in the future and that the apocalypse could descend!
For a time, food and weapon trade became incredibly popular. Although the frenzy eventually subsided under state regulation, martial arts schools that strengthened the body, such as Jeet Kune Do and Sanshou, gradually began to flourish.
The original owner had also been such a pessimist. Ever since the Big Chrysanthemum incident, he had felt deeply uneasy. He thought that since hell had appeared, supernatural power surely existed too.
And in China, the supernatural power one could find must surely be martial arts and cultivation. But as a student, he could not just abandon his studies and travel through famous mountains and rivers seeking immortality and the Dao. Thus, he could only search all over Juxia City for hermit masters hidden among ordinary people, hoping to learn martial arts.
He had also visited the martial arts schools in Juxia City, but unfortunately, what they taught could only be considered ordinary martial arts, not the martial arts he wanted.
The original owner was still searching even now, but unfortunately, he had found no one.
Don't worry. If there's a chance, I'll definitely make your wish come true!
Bai He sighed inwardly. After all, if real martial arts and cultivation truly existed, he wanted to learn them too!
"Wait, the Big Chrysanthemum is gone? Why is this a little different from the Super God Academy I watched? Did I watch a fake Super God Academy? Or was what I watched artistically altered, while this is what really happened?!"
Bai He was somewhat dumbfounded when he suddenly realized that the "Big Chrysanthemum" seemed to have already disappeared. This was different from what he had watched!
It had to be because he had transmigrated into the real Super God Academy world. It was normal for things not to be exactly the same as the plot! Bai He could only comfort himself that way.
Coming back to his senses, Bai He looked at Ge Xiaolun's investigative gaze beside him and could not help sighing.
"No! All I found were ordinary martial arts like Taekwondo. I couldn't find any real martial arts."
"Exactly! Those Taekwondo things, no matter how much you practice, can they build muscles as magnificent as your Lun Ge's? Huh? Look! These muscle masses—tch, tch. Anyone who runs into them has to kneel!"
Ge Xiaolun smugly showed off his powerful muscle mass while shouting out with grunts and laughs.
"Sigh! What an idiot!"
With a helpless expression, Bai He covered his face with one hand. He did not know this guy! Really!
Ge Xiaolun was still showing off his cool muscles, but it was as though he had thought of something.
Ge Xiaolun suddenly stopped. His expression gradually became serious. Carefully turning his head, he leaned mysteriously close to Bai He's ear and whispered, "Old Bai, I want to tell you something."
Bai He: "What is it?"
Ge Xiaolun: "I think I suddenly gained superpowers!"
Bai He: "???"
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