Night had fallen.
In the darkness of the night, it was raining non-stop.
Dang, dang.
A sharp blade broke into two and fell to the ground as blood spilled everywhere.
"Professor, why are you so persistent? Hand over the crystals and we can give you another chance to redeem yourself."
A low but sinister voice sounded from the darkness.
"Why do you have to be so hypocritical? Even if you kill me, you won't be able to get the crystals. Besides, can you catch me?" The man that was called "professor" chuckled, not caring about the wounds all over his body.
"After chasing me for so long, do you know where this is?" The professor asked.
"These are the legendary ancient ruins. Hell, do you dare to chase after me?"
The professor laughed loudly. Although he was covered in blood, he still had an extraordinary aura.
The people behind him were bewildered. Then, they saw the professor leap into the entrance of the ancient ruins.
Those who trespassed into hell would never be reincarnated!
…
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In China.
Ping An High School, Ping An County…
"Liu Chuan, stand up!"
Old Li, the form teacher, suddenly shouted angrily.
Then, he raised his hand and slammed the table.
His other hand was holding a piece of chalk as he pointed at Liu Chuan.
The students in the classroom were shocked at first. Then, they turned to look at the corner of the last row.
In the corner, Liu Chuan was sleeping soundly on the table.
His heart skipped a beat when he heard Old Li's shout.
Before he could react, he stood up instinctively.
Then, Liu Chuan lost his balance.
His body fell backwards and he fell to the ground.
Beside him was a slightly stained trash bin that emitted the smell of rotting food.
The smell wasn't very strong.
However, if he got closer, he could still smell the disgusting smell.
Liu Chuan immediately felt his stomach churn and hurriedly stood up.
When the students in the class saw this, they also laughed out loud.
"Little Chuan, you're awesome. You even dare to sleep during Old Li's class. How impressive."
The person who spoke was Wang Meng, who was Liu Chuan's deskmate.
As he giggled, he secretly gave Liu Chuan a thumbs up.
"Liu Chuan, what happened to you in the past month?"
Old Li said resentfully, "You're either sleeping or amount to sleep in class. If you don't want to learn, stand at the back of the class."
However, Liu Chuan, who knew that he was in the wrong, did not say anything. He silently stood by the wall.
Then, Old Li lectured him for a while more before turning around to continue his class.
"Let's continue our lesson…"
"It has been ten years since the appearance of the dimensional zones, but the ruins across the country have been in existence for decades. Humans have obtained legacy techniques and spirit artifacts from the ruins, allowing us to evolve. We have also successfully stopped the invasion by the dimensional zones."
Seeing that there was nothing to see, the other students obediently turned around and continued listening to the class.
Of course, there were also some students who had good relationships with Liu Chuan who winked at him.
Old Li had been teaching diligently for more than 20 years.
Thus, he was not deliberately targeting Liu Chuan.
On the contrary, Liu Chuan was a student that Old Li had taught from the first year to the third year of high school.
In his heart, he also liked this child who was serious and hardworking despite his average aptitude.
However, recently, Liu Chuan seemed to have changed into a different person.
Many teachers said that Liu Chuan's behavior had been a little abnormal recently.
He was muddle-headed in class and did not complete his tasks.
Now, he even dared to sleep in his form teacher's class. This was really too much.
Old Li had talked to Liu Chuan before and wanted to understand the situation.
Did something happen at home, or was he feeling unwell?
In the end, even Liu Chuan was unable to explain himself.
…
In the blink of an eye, class ended.
"Alright, students. Today's lesson ends here."
"One last thing. The college entrance examination is coming soon. If any of you can reach the quasi-martial artist level before the college entrance examination or awaken your superpower, your future will be limitless. Don't regret it once you know the cruelty of society."
"Times have changed. You should take cultivation seriously."
Old Li said this very seriously.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Liu Chuan, who was standing as punishment. He realized that this brat had fallen asleep against the wall again.
Old Li shook his head helplessly.
He did not say anything else and turned to leave the classroom.
"Little Chuan, you're still sleeping. Did you watch a blockbuster last night?"
When Wang Meng saw Old Li leave, he immediately ran to Liu Chuan's side and patted his arm.
This time, Liu Chuan was still sleeping on his feet. He was a light sleeper and woke up from Wang Meng's slap.
Liu Chuan, who was still a little confused, paused and returned to his senses.
Then, he said, "Stop bullshitting. Let's go home. I still have something on."
He felt a little helpless. He really didn't sleep on purpose.
He had no choice.
Old Li's lesson was the last lesson of the day.
Tomorrow was the weekend. As good friends, the two of them naturally had to go home together after class.
After hearing this, Wang Meng didn't continue to tease him. He grabbed his bag and left.
Liu Chuan lived very close to the school.
They would arrive after walking for 20 minutes.
There was no need to talk about Wang Meng's family. The two families were neighbors, so they were childhood playmates.
They chatted and laughed along the way until they reached the entrance of the neighborhood.
Soon, the two of them entered the neighborhood.
When he reached his house, Liu Chuan was about to open the door with his keys.
Then, Wang Meng suddenly spoke in a serious tone.
"Little Chuan, Old Li was right today. We're in our third year of high school now, so let's work hard. When the time comes, we'll break through to become martial artists together. Brother, don't get left behind."
Upon hearing Wang Meng's words, Liu Chuan felt a little touched.
He knew that Wang Meng was worried about his recent condition.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. To be honest, I've already awakened. You're not my match at all."
Liu Chuan said half-jokingly to Wang Meng.
At the same time, he tried his best to sound more relaxed.
Wang Meng was delighted to hear this.
His good friend probably knew what he meant, so he chuckled.
"Then just you wait. I'll show you what it means to be a fierce man in the next exam."
"Fine. Gotta go. See you later."
"See you later."
After bidding farewell to Wang Meng, Liu Chuan returned home.
There was no one else in the house. He returned to his room as usual and locked the door.
He sat on his bed.
Liu Chuan felt somewhat lost as he recalled that scene from a few months ago.
When he returned home from school that day, he received a parcel in the form of a small box.
It was from his unreliable father.
That's right, Liu Chuan had not seen his father for a whole year.
Fortunately, he didn't stop receiving his monthly living expenses from his father.
Liu Chuan opened the box and found a transparent crystal inside.
It looked like an ordinary crystal.
He didn't know much about this, and he couldn't tell what it was.
Thus, the curious Liu Chuan picked up the crystal and brought it close to his eyes to take a closer look.
However, he realized that the crystal seemed to be alive.
Then, the crystal started to move by itself and hit his forehead.
The shocked Liu Chuan wanted to stop the crystal, but it was too late.
The moment the crystal touched his forehead, it crazily drilled into him.
A sharp pain shot through him and he lost consciousness. He lay there until noon the next day.
When he woke up, Liu Chuan realized that something was wrong.
It was not that there was a problem with his body, but he realized that he seemed to have transmigrated.
It was as if he had arrived in a parallel world.
Although he was still Liu Chuan, and his friends and family were still around, cultivation was actually possible in this world.
If not for the empty box, he would have thought that he was dreaming.
After that, Liu Chuan often examined his forehead carefully in the mirror.
However, he found that everything was fine as usual.
He wanted to call his father to ask about the situation, but realized that his father's phone was not in the service area.
Although his physical appearance hadn't changed much, his spirit had been especially exhausted recently. He felt like he couldn't get enough sleep no matter what.
This was also the reason why he had been so sleepy for the past few months.
He wanted to study hard as well, but his body wouldn't allow it.
What could he do? He was very desperate too.
Liu Chuan was lying on the bed like a salted fish.
He was thinking about what to do for the upcoming exam. Before he transmigrated, his grades were not bad, but he had no use for them in this world.
The exams in this world were usually martial arts exams. They mainly tested a student's physical fitness and combat ability.
Although there were also written examinations, the martial arts exam was the most important.
Liu Chuan had never learned martial arts before. He reckoned that with his current ability, it would not be enough for him to punch a junior high student.
At that moment, Liu Chuan heard a 'ding' sound in his mind. It was as if something was being activated.
The mental fatigue from the past few months had finally disappeared. It was replaced by a refreshing feeling.
He felt relaxed, as if he had broken free from some sort of restriction.
At the same time, a translucent yellow square frame appeared in his mind, like a character data panel of a game.
Liu Chuan, who was in a daze, wondered if he was seeing things.
Liu Chuan raised his hand, clenched his teeth and gave himself a tight slap.
Damn, it really hurt. This was not a dream.
After confirming that this was not a dream, Liu Chuan decisively checked the interface inside the square frame.
The interface in the square frame was simple.
There were some characters on it.
Name: Liu Chuan.
Gender: Male.
Level: Level-0.
Cultivation Technique: None.
Spirit Servant: None.