Chapter 2

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For years, the intense headaches had already stretched Yang Qi's nerves to the limit. After a brief moment of surprise at the appearance of the golden paper in his mind, he chose to accept it. Life had already given him too much hardship; this was just one more. No matter how bad it got, it couldn't be worse than the present. Moreover, the information revealed by the golden paper in his mind gave Yang Qi a sense of hope and anticipation.

"Beep! The host has activated [Body Secret Storage]. Do you wish to confirm the start of cultivation?"

"Beep! The host has activated [Mind Activation]. Do you wish to confirm the start of cultivation?"

Seemingly sensing Yang Qi's consciousness, a clear electronic voice sounded in his mind. Yang Qi, who was already used to such occurrences, confirmed both.

"Beep! The host has started [Body Secret Storage] cultivation! The current level of this superpower is 1, with the effect [Muscle Enhancement]."

"Beep! The host has started [Mind Activation] cultivation! The current level of this superpower is 1, with the effect [Photographic Memory]."

With these two electronic sounds, explanations for the effects appeared in Yang Qi's mind.

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[Muscle Enhancement]: Increases strength, speed, endurance, explosive power, and coordination. (The intensity of the effect is related to the level of [Body Secret Storage].)

[Photographic Memory]: Information obtained will be permanently stored in the memory. (This effect is special and cannot be cultivated or enhanced.)

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After reading these effects, the golden paper glowed again, and two energy orbs flew out, seemingly entering Yang Qi's brain or body. Instantly, a flood of information appeared in his mind, followed by a tightening of his muscles.

Yang Qi could clearly feel his muscles surging and transforming. The muscle damage and hidden ailments from years of self-abuse were all healed in this moment. He lay on the ground, not daring to move, even holding his breath, his eyes wide with awe, fearing that any movement might disrupt the process. He was extremely cautious and alert.

After an unknown amount of time, the muscles finally stopped surging and transforming. Yang Qi carefully stood up, swung his arms, and felt a surge of strength. A burst of energy made him involuntarily charge into a nearby tree. He could feel the strength from his feet surge to his waist, then to his shoulders, everything moving in perfect coordination. With a large step, he leaned forward, and the tree shook violently, leaves falling to the ground, and the soil rising, revealing some roots.

"This!"

Yang Qi took a step back, his expression shocked. He knew that he hadn't used his full strength just now. If he had, he would have uprooted the tree.

"Just level 1, and the strength is so great! It mentioned speed and endurance; could they have also increased significantly?"

Yang Qi was overjoyed, like a child discovering an incredibly fun toy, curious to understand everything.

"Let's see how fast I am!"

Yang Qi flexed his muscles, preparing to test his speed, but at that moment, a beam of light shone over, from a flashlight.

"Student over there, why aren't you in evening study? What are you doing here?"

A loud and stern voice rang out, and a figure approached, the flashlight shining directly at Yang Qi.

Yang Qi, upon hearing this, remembered that the evening study bell had already rung, and he was currently skipping class. He initially wanted to act dumb and walk out, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he sprinted into the depths of the small forest.

It was already very dark, with only dim light from a distance, but Yang Qi could accurately place his feet, moving with incredible speed and coordination. He quickly entered the depths of the forest, then circled around and entered the teaching building.

"Damn, no one?"

The political education teacher, Hong Tao, with a flashlight, eyes wide, moved the flashlight around, muttering, "There was definitely someone just now, did I see things?"

Whoosh!

This rapid movement made Yang Qi's heart race, his eyes shining with shock. It was incredibly fast, even to him.

As for whether the patrolling teacher or security guard recognized him, Yang Qi didn't care at all, his attention entirely on the golden paper in his mind with the list of superpowers.

Ding!

The bell for the end of the first evening study period rang, and students began to leave the classrooms, making the area lively.

Yang Qi collected his thoughts and walked to his classroom. At the door, some classmates were already coming out, looking at him with strange expressions, making way for him to enter, and whispering behind his back.

"Where did this guy go? He didn't show up for the first evening study."

"You don't know what happened on the playground this afternoon?"

"What happened?"

"I heard from others that this fool was beaten up by a few guys from Zhuang Zhoufeng's group. Several people ganged up on him. He probably went somewhere to cry. Didn't you notice the teacher didn't ask anything? They probably already knew and sent people to look for him, but he came back on his own."

"Damn, even him? Those guys are really heartless!"

Yang Qi sat down at his desk, noticing the strange looks from his classmates and the whispers. But he didn't have the time to care about these things, his attention entirely on the golden paper in his mind with the list of superpowers.

"Muscle Enhancement is confirmed, what about Photographic Memory?"

Yang Qi took a deep breath and opened the book he had been reading in the corner, "The Groans and Moans" (《呻吟语》).

This was a classic book written by the Ming Dynasty scholar Lü Kun, teaching people how to live and behave, grounded in Confucian principles, transcending the constraints of Song and Ming Neo-Confucianism, and exploring life and the universe. It was simple yet profound, often delivering a wake-up call. Yang Qi had read this book several times, and it was a good book for diverting his attention, but he found it difficult to remember the content.

Now, as he flipped through it, his reading speed increased, and he read faster and faster, far beyond the usual speed. In no time, he had finished the entire book. Closing it, he closed his eyes, and all the content he had read appeared clearly in his mind.

"Whether one is wise or foolish, it depends on whether one reads or not; whether one is blessed or cursed, it depends on whether one does good or not; whether one is rich or poor, it depends on whether one is diligent and frugal or not; whether one is praised or criticized, it depends on whether one is kind and forgiving or not."

The entire book's content appeared clearly in Yang Qi's mind, and he could recite it effortlessly. This wasn't just a small section but a whole book. Though not extremely difficult, the ancient Chinese grammar and usage were different, and being able to recite it at a glance truly demonstrated his Photographic Memory!

To further confirm, he flipped through his Chinese textbook, then his math book, and the content and formulas appeared clearly in his mind, even the annotations and examples. He then flipped through chemistry, politics, physics, and geography textbooks, reading with great pleasure. Whatever he read was immediately imprinted in his mind, even the maps and scales in the geography textbook were crystal clear.

"Indeed, it works!"

After confirming, a chill ran down Yang Qi's spine, and he shivered. This strange and eerie phenomenon was somewhat frightening. But soon, his eyes lit up with excitement.

"Good and bad come together! I believe this is heaven's compensation for the inhuman suffering I've endured for over a decade!"

However, to his classmates, he looked pitiful, thinking he was just trying to hide his embarrassment by constantly flipping through books, or perhaps this was his only way to vent.

"Hey."

At that moment, his desk mate, Lu Liangjie, nudged Yang Qi with his elbow, speaking in a low voice without looking at him, "The people who beat you were definitely called by Qin Muchu. Be careful, don't let him show off, this guy has a small heart."

After saying this, he pretended nothing had happened, stood up, and gestured to another classmate, showing the bulge of a cigarette pack in his pocket, saying, "Let's go to the toilet upstairs for a smoke."

Yang Qi remained expressionless, not looking at Lu Liangjie, who had left, or at Qin Muchu, who was chatting with a few female classmates. He continued to flip through his book, but his attention was no longer on the text but on organizing the knowledge he had "memorized" and the sudden flood of recovered memories in his mind. As he processed this vast amount of information, his mind gradually calmed down.

The years of constant headaches were finally over. Looking out the window at the night sky, though the moon was dim and the stars faint, he saw endless light. A smile appeared on his lips, and he looked radiant.

Without the headaches, everything felt fresh and invigorating. Yang Qi enjoyed this feeling, though it was brief, he was already deeply immersed and couldn't bear to lose it.

To avoid losing it, he needed to learn to grasp it!

Studying the list of superpowers thoroughly was now a must for Yang Qi!

The other five superpowers were not activated, so he focused all his attention on the two that could be cultivated. How to improve the levels of these superpowers became the primary concern. After careful consideration, Yang Qi had a general idea; both superpowers had corresponding cultivation methods.

The bell for the second class period rang, and the homeroom teacher, Zhou Yanchang, entered the classroom. This man in his forties, with a stern expression, knocked on the desk and said in a serious and slightly harsh tone, "Next Monday, there will be a unified exam for ten schools. The difficulty level will be close to last year's college entrance exam. See how many points you can score! It's almost time, less than a hundred days left, and you're all still messing around! Remember, this is the last time most of your brains will be useful. After that, everything depends on your face and appearance! As long as you don't die from studying, study to the death!"

"Beep!"

As the homeroom teacher finished speaking, another electronic prompt sounded in Yang Qi's mind.

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