Class was in session—two consecutive periods of English.
Yan Yuzhu walked into the classroom cheerfully and projected everyone’s grade records onto the screen.
She had compiled all the English exam scores from the time the class was divided in their first year of high school—monthly tests, midterms, finals—all the way up to the end of their second year.
Some students maintained stable, high scores, like Xia Yanchun, Lan Fukai, and Chen Dong.
Others were just as consistent, stubbornly stuck in the 40s and 50s, like Shen Nian and Huang Chen.
Then there were those whose grades had soared steadily. Yan Yuzhu made sure to praise the students who showed significant improvement, while gently scolding those who had slipped, reminding them to work harder next time.
"This chart is mainly to remind everyone: those with good grades should maintain their momentum, those in the middle range should keep pushing, and those struggling need to put in even more effort."
"You’re all in your final year now—it’s time to take the college entrance exam seriously, blah blah..."
As she spoke, her gaze occasionally lingered on Shen Nian. In a way, those words were directed at him.
Plenty of students in the class had poor English grades, but few were willing to improve. She’d talked to some of the underperformers...
To put it bluntly, some had already given up, while others just paid lip service, promising to study hard but never even cracking open a book—pure teacher-bamboozling.
Shen Nian was different. Not only had he promised to work hard, but he also stuck to his study plans, and his weekly test scores had skyrocketed.
Yan Yuzhu was genuinely pleased. Students like him were the budding flowers of the nation’s future.
"This chart is for you to compare your own progress, identify weaknesses, and learn from those doing well."
"Take Xia Yanchun, Lan Fukai, Chen Dong, and Shen Nian, for example—you can all learn from their methods."
"Wait, Shen Nian?" A boy jeered. The class glanced at Shen Nian’s scores on the screen, from the first-year division up to the second semester of their second year:
42, 38, 50... 38, 48, 44...
How was he even in the same league as the others?
Shen Nian was baffled too. Girl, are you setting me up for a fall?
Good thing I’ve got the skills to back it up, or I’d be splattered on the pavement after this hype.
Yan Yuzhu chuckled. "Quiet, everyone. While Shen Nian’s past scores weren’t great, his recent performance has been excellent. Last week’s test? He scored a 92."
Shen Nian grinned in his seat. Teacher, stop praising me—I’m turning into an embryo from all this flattery.
The class atmosphere was lively, but not everyone was happy.
Lan Fukai’s face turned green. How the hell did I end up next to Shen Nian?
He was fuming.
......
A light drizzle fell all afternoon.
During the homeroom session, Su Kexi came in with the seating chart for the upcoming monthly exam.
Though not as major as midterms or finals, the monthly exam was more formal than weekly tests, requiring seat changes and classroom swaps—same procedure.
The difference was, some questions on the monthly exam were designed by the school or a consortium of local high schools.
Collaborative exams made it easier to compare results and foster healthy competition.
In terms of difficulty, Shen Nian felt the monthly tests were tougher than midterms but easier than finals.
After all, midterms were followed by parent-teacher meetings. The school didn’t want students scoring abysmally, so they kept the difficulty manageable—better to avoid a round of "bamboo stir-fry" at home.
Shen Nian checked his main quest:
[Unlocked Main Quest: When the Pupils No Longer Tremble.
First Hunt: Intermediate Monster. Reward: 1000 gold, Title: Flicker of Training (slight EXP gain boost)]
The title intrigued him.
In games, EXP was a given. This title was like a permanent EXP boost card, speeding up leveling.
But in reality? Most likely, it meant faster skill acquisition—learning anything a notch quicker.
Now this is a cheat worth having.
After school, classmates started packing up their books.
Exams meant switching classrooms and desks—no books allowed on the tables. Most boys stacked theirs by their feet, while girls used storage boxes or hauled them back to the dorm.
Shen Nian, however, had two desks, so he could stash most of his stuff.
As for the remaining papers and books? The genius has his ways.
"Help me store these."
"No. The box is Shi Yan’s." Xia Yanchun turned away, refusing.
Shen Nian glanced at Li Shiyan, then at the stack of papers and books nearly an inch thick.
Before he could speak, Li Shiyan caved, meekly lifting the lid of her storage box to let him dump his things inside.
"Now that’s what I call a loli with a heart of gold," Shen Nian said approvingly.
From 37-year-old glamorous loli to 37-year-old loli, and now just straight-up loli—Li Shiyan pouted, helpless. You’ve picked the wrong one to mess with—I’m as soft as cotton.
I’m almost 1.6 meters tall, not flat-chested, just a normal girl! Where’s the loli here?!
Clenching her fists, Li Shiyan stewed until class resumed. Then, in a fit of rage—she raged for exactly one second.
On her scratch paper, she drew a stick figure, labeled it Shen Nian, and connected it to a doodle of a poop-shaped superhero straight out of 4399 games.
Shen Nian, go eat sh—!
After tormenting Shen Nian on paper for the entire class, Li Shiyan finally felt better. Think you can bully me? I’ve got my ways.
"Yanchun, look—Shen Nian’s eating sh—," she whispered, sliding her masterpiece to Xia Yanchun.
"Good! He deserves it," Xia Yanchun said solemnly.
"Exactly! Shen Nian should eat sh—."
At least someone gets me. Let’s be weirdos together forever, bestie.
Shen Nian returned from the bathroom and, passing the two girls, caught a glimpse. "Oh? Drawing? And my name’s there too. Let me see what you’ve got."
Xia Yanchun remained indifferent. Li Shiyan, however, short-circuited.
"N-nothing! Just doodles!" She snapped the notebook shut, laughing nervously.
"Pretty sure I saw a turd."
"No way! You must’ve imagined it!"
Shen Nian: "..."
Even a blind man could tell you’re hiding something.
In a good mood, he let it slide and pulled out several packs of snacks from his bag, distributing them to nearby classmates.
When he got to Xia Yanchun, he tossed her an extra pack of gum. "Here. Can’t say I don’t look out for you."
"Wow, a 1.5-yuan gum. How generous," Xia Yanchun deadpanned.
"And for the loli—no need to thank me."
"Th-thank you!" Li Shiyan stared at the two mini bags of chips on her desk, cheeks pink and eyes sparkling. She suddenly regretted feeding Shen Nian imaginary excrement earlier.
Sure, he’s annoying and a total weirdo... but he’s not all bad.
Just because Shen Nian is 98% bad, does that mean we should deny the 2% good in him?
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Taking a day off today, so only one chapter—apologies, apologies Orz.
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
