Time flew, and twenty years passed in the blink of an eye.
With all kinds of top-tier buffs backing him, Wang Zhuo took to military training like a fish to water. Enough loyalty and enough strength earned him the treatment and status to match.
And as someone reborn from 2025, he had also helped his family flourish in both business and politics.
When the day came for him to attend National Defense University, his parents sent him off full of hope, further affirming his boundless prospects.
Then, in his sophomore year, he received an invitation.
"Mount Longhu?"
Wang Zhuo looked at the invitation in his hand, then at the female military officer assigned to him. Though he knew perfectly well, he chose to ask anyway.
"Come on, Sister Li, what's this supposed to be? You're not sending me off to become a Daoist priest, are you? Not that I wouldn't be happy to go."
Li Yanzi pushed up her square-framed glasses and said sternly, "A Daoist priest? You little brat, Wang, you're getting cheekier by the day."
"Hehe, can't help it. I finally made it to college. Can't I relax a little?" Wang Zhuo lay on the sofa with both hands behind his head, silver hair falling before his eyes.
His broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted physique and finely sculpted face both gave him an imposing presence.
With his muscles on display in a black sleeveless shirt, paired with his height of 186 centimeters, he looked downright inhuman.
Inhuman!
Li Yanzi murmured inwardly, quickly withdrawing her gaze. Looking at the documents in her hands, she continued, "These are orders from above. Mount Longhu has suddenly made a major move-the Luotian Grand Ceremony. It's strange, but it's also an opportunity."
"An opportunity?"
"That's right. An opportunity for you to make your entrance. It's time to tell those extraordinary people who you are."
"Who am I? I'm Hu Tutu, and I live in Fandou Garden~"
"Cut the wisecracks!" Li Yanzi snapped irritably. "This mission is important. The extraordinary community is stirring, and trouble is brewing. Some have already started reaching their claws out, thinking the country can't keep them in check."
"So we need you to go and show them whether the weight of this land can hold them down!"
Wang Zhuo sprang off the sofa and gave a textbook military salute.
"No problem. Since they're itching for action, I'd like to see how they measure up against me too."
Li Yanzi had no doubts about that. After all, even over a hundred assault rifles and antiaircraft guns firing simultaneously couldn't hurt him in the slightest.
That also convinced Li Yanzi that those extraordinary people couldn't possibly do any harm to the young man before her.
"Good. That's more like it. This time, you're representing the country. While it's still July, set off for the mountain immediately!"
"Roger!" Wang Zhuo made an OK sign and casually packed a couple of changes of clothes. Just then, a system notification sounded.
[Temporary mission: teach Zhang Chulan the way of Viagra?]
Wang Zhuo stared at the little blue pill that had suddenly appeared in his hand, his face full of question marks. For a moment, he had no idea what to do, and complained directly to the system in his mind.
I've got my dignity!
I care so much about my dignity!
How could you make me do something like this?!
Am I supposed to throw away all my dignity?!
[Reward: Twelve Talismans]
Oh my, now that's what I call treating someone right!
I've been shameless since I was a kid!
Wang Zhuo put away the blue pill, whose substance even he couldn't see through, booked a ticket on his phone, and left campus.
The next day, at the foot of Mount Longhu.
Wang Zhuo stepped out in that sleek, sleeveless black shirt, the tight fabric making his chiseled muscles especially pronounced. He adjusted his black blindfold.
"I'm a lone wolf~"
"Poser," the driver couldn't help muttering.
"Keep the change, bro. Thanks for your hard work." Wang Zhuo took two hundred yuan out of his trouser pocket and handed it over.
At the sight of the bright red banknotes, the driver's expression changed instantly. He accepted them with both hands and immediately tucked them into his pocket. "Well now, young man, one look and I knew you were a martial arts prodigy, a peerless master!"
"Mount Longhu will definitely bring you good fortune. May every wish you make come true, and may you have ten sons!"
With that, the driver floored the accelerator and sped away, leaving Wang Zhuo standing there.
"Fuck... Ten sons? That's the nastiest curse I've heard in my entire life. What kind of person does that?"
He shrugged helplessly, tucked his hands into his pockets, and headed toward Mount Longhu. Many passersby glanced his way from time to time.
Never mind the silver hair-his incredible physique alone was enough to draw eyes, to say nothing of the blindfold over his eyes.
A child eating a lollipop spotted him and immediately exclaimed, "Holy crap, Mom, look! That blind guy is the Blind Monk!"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Wang Zhuo slipped and nearly fell. For all his calculations, he had never calculated that he could end up with such a ridiculous nickname.
The mother hurriedly bowed in apology. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Children don't know any better, they don't know any better!"
"You little brat, apologize to the man!"
"He's already blind, and you're still picking on him."
"Oh~ Sorry, blind mister."
"..." Wang Zhuo was utterly speechless inside. They really were mother and son.
Great. Such a way with words. Don't speak again next time.
A girl in a brown jacket walked over, sipping cola. "Chulan, this fool's a real idiot. Covering his eyes while walking."
"Sweet mother of mine!" Startled, Zhang Chulan hurriedly covered her mouth and apologized to the tall figure in black.
"Sorry, sorry, handsome. My sister got kicked in the head by a donkey as a kid, so her brain doesn't work too well. Please don't take offense."
Even as he spoke, Zhang Chulan didn't forget to size him up.
This feels so out of place. Why is he so strange? His physique is ridiculously muscular. And those eyes-is he really blind?
Why do I keep feeling like he's watching me...?
Wang Zhuo was indeed watching the two of them. Although he had watched The Outcast, this was genuinely his first time seeing Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao in person.
"It's fine. My attitude's as good as my looks-explosively handsome!"
As he spoke, Wang Zhuo strode over and clasped his hand. "You, my boy-I could tell at a glance you were something special!"
Come on, bro, do you even have eyes?!
Do you dare take that rag off your face before you talk?!
"You're a calculating man. You look sunny, but you're actually gloomy. All that sunshine is just a disguise."
At those words, Zhang Chulan stiffened involuntarily and tried to pull his hand back. Xu Si and Xu San, who had been watching the show, both turned their attention over.
"What... do you mean?" His gaze was suspicious, and for a moment, he thought the man might belong to Quanxing.
"In short... it's called impotence. But I can cure it!" As Wang Zhuo spoke, he took the little blue pill out of his trouser pocket.
"Huh? Holy shit!" Zhang Chulan couldn't help blurting out, "Y-you can tell?!"
"No, wait, impotent my ass! I'm still a virgin!"
The wildly incongruous scene threw Zhang Chulan's usually self-proclaimed clever brain into chaos. A handsome guy over 180 centimeters tall, grabbing people to sell Viagra-was he even human?!
"Cough, cough, cough! Fuck me, this guy's outrageous!" Xu Si choked on his cigarette smoke, coughing nonstop and laughing until tears came out.
"Goddamn, times really are tough. Even handsome guys are out selling fake medicine!"
Xu San pushed up his glasses. "Young man, you've got the wrong customer. There's not a single thing about this guy worth any money. He's a penniless loser with absolutely nothing going for him!"
"It's fine. I believe even a loser can turn his life around. I've got faith in you!"
Wang Zhuo released Zhang Chulan's hand, slipping the little blue pill into his palm as he did.
"You'll definitely find a use for this!"
"If you don't take it, you're disrespecting me, the White Streak in the Waves!"
Zhang Chulan stared at the little blue pill in his hand. "Holy shit, just how insane has this world gotten?"
He thought of refusing and giving it back, but the man had already gone far away.
Watching his retreating figure, Feng Baobao murmured in her Sichuan dialect, "That guy ain't human. Can't bury him."
"He... seems to be there... seems not to be..."
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