Chapter 1

Zhang Daxian, after drinking too much at a banquet celebrating his promotion, committed an indiscretion. Coinciding with a strict crackdown in the Heavenly Palace, he was severely punished with the revocation of his immortality for life, never to be re-employed by the Heavenly Court. He was demoted to the mortal world, left to fend for himself, and immediately thrown into the Immortal Severing Pool to cut off his immortal veins. Then, he was expelled through the Southern Heavenly Gate, plummeting straight down to the mortal realm.

None of the immortals in the Heavenly Court spoke up for him, truly showing the coldness of the world and the thinness of immortal hearts.

Laozi, I have served you for so many years, day and night, fanning the fire and boiling medicine for you, refining elixirs. During every festival and your two birthdays, have I ever failed to bow and present gifts?

Taibai Jinxing, the duster you can't put down was a gift from me. How many nights did I risk being beheaded to pluck the tails of celestial horses to make you this unique duster? Damn it, I may not have earned your gratitude, but I have certainly earned your sympathy.

Tota Li Tianwang, you are the least decent. Even when you go to the toilet, you still hold the pagoda to show off, but you forget who helps you pass the toilet paper...

The more he thought, the more indignant he became, and he let out a roar from the depths of his heart.

Opening his eyes, he saw a beam of light. A flying sword? No! A flying sword can't be square. What kind of immortal treasure is this? Is it Guangchengzi's Heaven-Turning Seal? I need to dodge! Zhang Chi tried to move, but his actions were clearly not in sync with his thoughts. P~I~A... PIA... (⊙＿⊙；)...

White mist rose, and powder scattered. The treasure struck Zhang Chi squarely in the face. Fortunately, his skin was thick, so he didn't feel the pain, but the white smoke made him cough a few times, and the surrounding people burst into laughter.

Zhang Chi then realized he was sitting in a bright, square room, surrounded by a group of teenagers dressed in strange clothes and sporting bizarre hairstyles.

The thing that had hit his face was a palm-sized felt eraser covered in white powder, which had made him choke.

Zhang Chi blinked his small eyes, still seeing stars. Suddenly, a series of numbers appeared in his mind: Facial Defense 10000. He didn't understand what these numbers meant. As he tried to figure it out, another set of numbers appeared: Base Intelligence -250.

"Zhang Chi! Stand up!" The teacher screamed as if her neck had been stepped on.

Despite her thousand-degree glasses, she controlled her strength perfectly. In this fifty-square-meter classroom, whenever she struck, she never missed, and out of a hundred attacks, ninety-nine would land on Zhang Chi.

Zhang Chi blinked his small eyes, looking dazed. He first thought, "Is this a setup? Are the immortals deliberately deceiving me?"

"Did you hear me? Stand up!"

His desk mate, who looked like a little monkey, patted his thigh under the desk and whispered, "Stand up quickly, Teacher Sun is really angry."

It's wise to listen to advice. Since he was new here and didn't know whether this was the mortal world or a demon realm, he decided to observe the situation first.

Respecting teachers was always important to Zhang Chi, so he quickly stood up. He then noticed that his height had significantly decreased; a man who was once seven feet tall was now only five feet.

His body had also become noticeably chubby. He had tragically turned into a fat person. When he stood up, his belly accidentally hit the desk, and the legs scraped the floor, making a loud noise. Despite this, being reborn as a human was a stroke of luck in an unfortunate situation.

Teacher Sun pointed to the equation on the blackboard: "Were you listening? Did you hear what I was saying?"

Zhang Chi opened his eyes wide and his mouth even wider. The board was filled with strange symbols and circles, and he had no idea what they meant.

"I know you don't understand. I really don't know why you are so hopeless. I can ignore you if you sleep in class, but you snore and grind your teeth, and even talk in your sleep, disturbing other students. You are in the final year of high school, the most critical stage of your life. All the students are working hard to review, and you can still sleep in class. You are giving up on yourself, but can you at least not affect others?"

Zhang Chi realized he was in a completely unfamiliar environment, having become a completely different person. The only thing that remained the same was his name, Zhang Chi.

However, he was always good at adapting to situations. It was wise not to act rashly. He bowed deeply and said, "I'm sorry, teacher. I was wrong. I have let you down. I'm sorry!"

Emotional Intelligence 250. It seems 250 is my lucky number, Zhang Chi thought to himself.

Seeing his sincere attitude, Teacher Sun's anger subsided a bit. She sighed, "Sit down and reflect on your actions."

Zhang Chi raised his fat hand to wipe the saliva from his cheek and sat down. However, he missed the chair and fell to the floor, his bulky body knocking over the desk and chair, causing a commotion and more laughter.

Zhang Chi's anger value instantly spiked to 250. Again, 250. He clearly remembered the chair was behind him, and he was sure his desk mate, who looked like a little monkey, had deliberately tricked him. Damn it, with your puny body, I could slap you out of the Southern Heavenly Gate.

Zhang Chi was about to stand up and slap him when he saw his attack value was 0. He wasn't mistaken; his attack value was indeed 0. Even more frustratingly, his body's defense value was 1, 9999 less than his facial defense.

Heaven, are you playing with me? Can't you at least be a bit more balanced? Zhang Chi assessed his current strength. A wise man doesn't act rashly. He decided to endure and figure out the situation first.

"Zhang Chi, what happened? Did Hou Boping trick you?" Teacher Sun asked loudly.

Zhang Chi rubbed his sore bottom, which indeed had a much lower defense value than his face.

Although his anger was rising, his thousand years of cultivation in emotional intelligence helped him control his emotions. He stood up from the floor and smiled, "I was just careless. It's not his fault." Miraculously, his emotional intelligence value increased to 251, and his intelligence value became -249.

Hou Boping looked somewhat guilty, and the other students also watched Zhang Chi with strange eyes.

A faint halo appeared in Zhang Chi's mind: Charm Value -10000. The five-digit number quickly became a four-digit number, -9999. Damn! Am I that charming? As soon as he had this thought, his intelligence value instantly returned to -250. Both his intelligence and emotional intelligence were now online, perfectly balanced.

For the rest of the afternoon, Zhang Chi was distracted. He tried to gather as much information as possible, but since he was in class most of the time, he could only search through the messy desk.

He found an old denim wallet, a few meal tickets, and a crumpled ten-yuan note. The most surprising discovery was a hard card with a resident identity card on the back and his photo and current personal information on the front.

The name and gender were correct, but the photo was terrible. Although he wasn't handsome in the past, he was at least good-looking. Now, being fat had ruined everything.

What frustrated him the most was his height. He was now much shorter than before. In the Heavenly Palace, he was tall and elegant, looking down on everyone. Now, he had to look up at most people, and the change in perspective made the world look completely different.

Finally, the afternoon classes ended, and Zhang Chi faced another problem: What was his current identity? Who were his parents? Did he have any siblings? It was hard to start, but a living person can't be held back by a small problem. Zhang Chi decided to go home according to the address on the ID card, at least to have a place to eat and sleep.

While packing his bag, his desk mate, unnoticed, stuck a piece of paper on his back. Just as he succeeded, an angry voice scolded, "Hou Boping, what are you doing? Bullying Zhang Chi again?"

Hou Boping was startled. Zhang Chi looked up and saw a tall, thin boy walking toward them, glaring at Hou Boping. He came to Zhang Chi's side, reached out, and pulled the paper off his back. The paper had a drawing of a turtle and the insulting words "Ninja Turtle."

Zhang Chi was not a person without a temper, and he was already full of resentment after being demoted from the Heavenly Palace. However, he had just suffered a setback and was in a strange place, so his rationality told him to understand the situation before making a decision, not to act impulsively.

Hou Boping sneered, "Zhou Liangmin, minding your own business again."

Zhou Liangmin glared at him, "Stop bullying people." He turned to Zhang Chi, "Zhang Chi, ignore him. Let's go home."