Chapter 47

For a long time, Zhang Tie has felt overwhelmed by the era, no matter how hard he tries, he feels like a small leaf tossed into a turbulent stream, unable to control the direction of his life. He feels a deep sense of powerlessness towards everything in this era. He cannot make Teacher Daina fall in love with him, nor can he stop his parents from being sad. Sometimes, he even imagines terrifying scenarios involving the people closest to him, in which he remains powerless, struggling in vain, unable even to cry out.

That night, Zhang Tie slept very soundly, almost the most peaceful night since he was old enough to understand. The No-Leak Fruit not only ignited the Ming Point in his divine palace but also rekindled his hope for life.

It turns out that I can also be very useful, I am already a Level 1 Warrior! This thought made Zhang Tie sleep very peacefully and calmly. The restless heart of over ten years seemed to calm down.

At a little past six, Zhang Tie's biological clock woke him up again. Upon waking, he looked at the pointed roof of the attic and felt an unprecedented vitality. Perhaps because the Ming Point in his divine palace was ignited, Zhang Tie, who felt sore all over yesterday, felt much better this morning. Apart from a few spots that were still slightly sore, his body was basically fine.

I am already a Level 1 Warrior! Zhang Tie said to the mirror in the room, and the reflection gave him a radiant smile. Zhang Tie's heart was immediately filled with sunshine. He tried a few punches and kicks in the small room and felt that his strength had increased significantly. This feeling was truly exhilarating.

He quickly got dressed, went downstairs to wash up, and started a fire to prepare breakfast for his family. Before his mother woke up, Zhang Tie had already earned a merit point. He slurped down the porridge and saw his mother, who was just waking up, groggily walking out of the room. Zhang Tie rushed over and kissed her on the cheek, "Mom, I'm going to school..." and then ran out, leaving his mother standing there in a daze—this brat is so happy today!

The improvement and enhancement of his physical condition after igniting the Ming Point in his divine palace were evident as he ran from home to school. A journey that usually took about 40 minutes on foot, Zhang Tie completed in just over ten minutes today. Although he still felt a bit tired, it was much better than the usual feeling of being exhausted like a dead dog.

When he arrived at school, as expected, Zhang Tie was the earliest to arrive in the grade. He checked the classroom to ensure no one was lying in wait, then wiped the desks again, earning three more merit points by serving the "animals." He then went to the toilet and took a walk around the school playground and the small forest before returning to the classroom, whistling a tune.

Sure enough, when the "animals" discovered that the desks had been cleaned again, they started discussing it, almost turning it into a supernatural event. Listening to these discussions, Zhang Tie began to seriously consider how to earn more merit points. Sneaking around was no longer feasible; he needed to find a way to solve this problem openly—punishing evil and promoting good, respecting heaven and loving people, and earning the gratitude of countless beings. As he pondered the explanation of merit points from the Black Iron Castle, a faint idea began to form in his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it. Just as he was scratching his head, Bally arrived.

Seeing Bally, Zhang Tie felt that his actions yesterday were indeed a bit foolish, as Tang De had said, if he had been more ruthless and decisive, the outcome would have been completely different.

Before Zhang Tie could greet the fatso, Bally's eyes lit up, and he smiled at Zhang Tie, then walked up to him, bent down, and whispered in his ear, "After class, the brothers of the Airplane Brotherhood have something to say to you!"

After Bally, the other members of the Airplane Brotherhood—Baghdad, Doug, Sista, Savage, and Wright—arrived one by one. What puzzled Zhang Tie was that these guys were even friendlier to him today, grinning at him with their front teeth, making him suspicious and repeatedly checking if his zipper was up...

"Teacher Daina is here..." A student shouted, and everyone, including Zhang Tie, rushed to the window to watch Teacher Daina's graceful figure walk past the teaching building. From above, her magnificent chest was the most beautiful sight in the world to all the students.

Every classroom window along the route was crowded with people, and the sound of swallowing saliva filled the air. The teacher for the first class, Natural History, arrived amidst the sound of saliva...

Natural History was the most relaxed class in school. The teacher chatted about all sorts of topics, from the various knowledge and major historical events of the pre-Cataclysm human world to the many mysterious legends of the Black Iron Age. Any knowledge or subject could be included in the Natural History class. These seemingly useless contents greatly expanded Zhang Tie's horizons. Almost all his knowledge of the pre-Cataclysm human world came from these classes. Some students in the class were not very interested in Natural History and would start sleeping during this class, but Zhang Tie always listened with great interest. The teacher was talking about the pre-Cataclysm human exploration of space, where humans had launched machines faster than sound to explore the two moons orbiting the Kunang continent. It was said that this exploration had significant discoveries, but the human rulers of the time did not release the information, so later generations could not know what was discovered. Listening to such stories today was like listening to human myths. Could humans really use metal machines to fly to the moon? Zhang Tie was captivated and couldn't help but daydream during the class.

The bell rang, and Bally gave Zhang Tie a nod. Zhang Tie left the classroom with Bally and the other members of the Airplane Brotherhood and went to a corner of the small garden downstairs.

"Bighead, I called you down today to tell you something," Bally said seriously to Zhang Tie.

Could these guys want to beat me up? It doesn't seem like it, Zhang Tie was puzzled, "What is it?"

"Your resignation yesterday, all our brothers disagree with it!"

"Do you know I got into big trouble at school?" Zhang Tie decided to explain the situation to Bally, looking at the fatso's shrewd eyes.

"It's just a few guys like Gris, right?" Baghdad, with his muscular arms crossed, said coolly, "They were the ones who were rude first. If they dare to mess with our brothers, we will fight them to the end!"

"Exactly!" Doug's large hand landed on Zhang Tie's shoulder, "Don't worry, brother, with us by your side, you have nothing to fear. We are all happy to have a brother like you!"

"Are Gris and his guys any better than us?" Sista thrust his hips forward and placed his hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder.

"Let's just take them down!" Sista said sinisterly, and another hand landed on Zhang Tie's shoulder.

"Getting beaten up with you is no big deal!" Savage shrugged and placed his hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder.

"That's the decision of our brotherhood!" Bally grinned and placed his hand on Zhang Tie's shoulder, "Next week, I'm going to take you to become a man, it's time to enjoy the benefits of the brotherhood. How can you leave now?"

All their hands were on Zhang Tie's shoulders. Initially, they did this unconsciously to encourage Zhang Tie, but in the end, when they noticed that only Baghdad was still standing coolly aside, everyone's gaze focused on him. Baghdad felt a bit out of place and extended his hand to place it on Zhang Tie's shoulder. Thus, the scene became Zhang Tie in the center, surrounded by six members of the brotherhood, each with a hand on his shoulder or back. The scene took on a ritualistic feel, and the seven young men suddenly felt that this moment, this action, and this scene were sacred. Their young hearts beat fiercely in their chests.

These airplane-playing bastards! Zhang Tie suddenly felt a lump in his throat. At this moment, he felt a surge of strength, not from the Ming Point in his divine palace, but from his own beating heart. The world seemed no longer to be something to fear.

What about Gris? Go eat shit!

When they returned to the classroom for the next class, the seven brothers sitting in the classroom all felt different from before. They couldn't quite say how, but everyone felt stronger and more fearless. A sense of reliance rose from the depths of their hearts, making them feel strangely captivated...

The fatso Bally was also smiling. He felt the difference in the brotherhood after what had just happened. It was hard to describe, but the feeling was fantastic. Originally, the seven members of the brotherhood were like seven different parts tied together, but now, Bally felt that these parts had been activated and were spontaneously forming a more powerful whole, giving him a sense of security. Bally rubbed his chin, thinking about the moment when everyone placed their hands on Zhang Tie's shoulders. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was a sacred brotherhood ritual. Perhaps this could be used to test new members in the future...