Chapter 7

From being a ninth-level mechanical master with superpowers, Yue Heng returned to the body of an ordinary person, the disparity in strength was immense.

But Yue Heng did not pay much attention to it.

Because the curtain of a world-shaking change was about to be lifted in no time.

Many people would seize the dreamlike opportunities that came with it.

Yue Heng in his first life was not one of the lucky ones, and he remained an ordinary person until his death.

In this life, Yue Heng would not let it slip by again.

And he was determined to get the biggest share!

Otherwise, he would be unworthy of his rebirth.

After returning home and applying some medicine, Yue Heng continued to study and exercise as if nothing had happened.

He did not take to heart the few guys he had beaten up so badly that they cried for their mothers.

They were all students from Mingde High School,

not members of the mafia.

After such a brutal lesson, none of them would dare to show their faces in front of Yue Heng again.

However, what surprised Yue Heng was that when he walked into the alley again after school the next day, he saw a guy leaning against the wall, smoking.

Yue Heng immediately became wary.

The guy was around twenty years old, thin and dark-skinned, wearing jeans and a floral shirt, with messy hair.

He looked very unsavory.

But Yue Heng did not underestimate him.

This guy in the floral shirt seemed like a street loafer, but there was a hint of ferocity about him.

He leaned against the wall, smoking casually, and looked at Yue Heng with a half-smile.

His gaze roamed over Yue Heng's body.

Yue Heng smiled coldly and walked towards him.

The guy in the floral shirt flicked the cigarette he was holding to the ground and ground it with his toe.

He turned to face Yue Heng and asked, "Yue Heng?"

Yue Heng stopped and nodded.

Although the guy in the floral shirt was alone and did not look as strong as the Mingde High School students from yesterday,

in Yue Heng's eyes, he was much stronger than those weaklings.

"Are you here to fight me?"

Yue Heng did not expect to have beaten away some minor enemies only to encounter a potential boss.

It was a bit annoying.

"Fight?"

The guy in the floral shirt grinned, revealing a row of neat, white teeth.

He shook his head vigorously. "No, no, no, I'm a good citizen, how could I fight you!"

"Not fighting?"

Yue Heng frowned. "Then don't block my way."

"I just came to take a look."

The guy in the floral shirt smiled. "I heard you beat up five people here yesterday, making them kneel and call you dad."

Yue Heng countered, "Are they your friends?"

The guy in the floral shirt did not answer directly. He took out his phone and showed it to Yue Heng.

"I asked around, and they were paid by someone else to cause trouble for you."

"It's this guy!"

The screen displayed a photo.

The photo was blurry, as it was taken secretly.

But the side profile of the person was clear.

Yue Heng nodded. "Thanks."

Since the guy in the floral shirt had no ill intentions, Yue Heng naturally reciprocated with kindness.

The person in the photo was unfamiliar to him.

But Yue Heng remembered him.

"You're welcome."

The guy in the floral shirt smiled and stepped aside. "I'm Liang Kun, everyone calls me Liangkun. I work at Gan Gong Entertainment City. If you come to play, just mention my name, and you'll get a discount."

Liangkun!

Yue Heng gave the guy in the floral shirt a deep look and walked past him.

His inner thoughts were not as calm as his outward appearance.

Because the names Liangkun and Gan Gong left a deep impression in Yue Heng's memory!

In May of the following year, Taijiang City experienced the famous "5.18 Gan Gong Massacre."

It shocked the nation.

The main perpetrator of the massacre was none other than Liang Kun, nicknamed "Liangkun"!

Rumors had it that on that night, Liang Kun, wielding a machete, single-handedly caused a bloodbath at Gan Gong.

It was said that dozens of people were killed or injured, and the scene inside was horrific.

Many of those involved in the investigation and cleanup required psychological counseling afterward.

Not only that,

the police suffered heavy casualties while pursuing Liang Kun.

In the end, they had to deploy a special forces unit and use heavy weapons to take him down!

As for the details of the case, the authorities were tight-lipped.

At the time, many rumors circulated on the internet.

That's why Yue Heng had a vivid memory of the incident.

Now, Yue Heng suspected that Liang Kun was a first-generation superpower user!

Otherwise, how could he have caused such massive casualties?

He also wondered what had driven this seemingly carefree man to commit such a heinous crime.

Yue Heng remembered that after Liang Kun's death, the deeply influential Gan Gong Entertainment City closed down.

The building where it was located was considered cursed, and no one dared to rent it.

It was not until a few years later that it was demolished and turned into a small square.

Yue Heng recalled this as he walked out of the alley.

In the days that followed, he did not encounter any more troublemakers on this route.

Time flowed quietly like a river.

Yue Heng's life was very peaceful.

School, classes, home, studying, exercising...

The same routine day after day.

Monotonous, like a programmed routine.

But Yue Heng did not find it boring; instead, he felt a sense of peace and comfort that was hard to describe.

He no longer needed to be constantly on guard.

He would not be suddenly awakened in the middle of the night to rush into a mech to fight off invaders.

The brutal battles gradually became a distant memory.

Yue Heng's weary soul found rest and recovery.

He gradually reined in his sharp edges, hiding the沧桑 (cang桑) of the years etched into his soul.

He once again experienced the beauty of youth.

It was truly beautiful.

As time passed, Yue Heng's understanding and control of his body deepened.

The effects of the Star Alliance's physical training regimen became apparent.

His height increased by nearly 5 centimeters in a month, and he gained 10 kilograms!

His height-to-weight ratio became nearly perfect.

Most importantly, Yue Heng's physical fitness improved comprehensively.

His explosive power, reaction speed, and resistance to impact all far exceeded what they were when he first returned.

This allowed him to easily score the highest marks in the school's physical tests.

He even outperformed several of the class's athletic talents.

Like a cone in a sack, or a crane among chickens, he stood out among his peers.

However, he had no interest in the attention from the girls,

or the occasional pink letters that appeared in his desk.

He spent most of his time studying and exercising.

He ignored not only the girls but also the boys in his class.

He did not even join the class group chat.

After all, in two months, everyone would go their separate ways.

Naturally, Yue Heng became the most unique presence in Class 9(5).

The title of "Cold and Distant God" became even more prominent among the girls.

The boys called him a "show-off."

By mid-April, the third-year students of Taijiang No. 5 Middle School welcomed their mid-term exams.

For Yue Heng, this was undoubtedly a test.

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