Chapter 6

"Cough, cough, actually Wangquan Baye isn't that bad; he's one of the four most outstanding geniuses of the Wangquan family after all."

"Although he wasn't as talented as Wangquan Wumu, Wangquan Shouzhuo, and Wangquan Fugui, and eventually lost his sword heart, his strength was quite strong, and he could be considered one of the strongest people in the human race at that time."

Zhang Yu swallowed the bun in his mouth, looked at Ye Xuan, who was wearing Wangquan Baye's outfit, and then looked at the bun in his hand, explaining slightly.

"Oh."

"So he's the worst of the four, right?"

Chen Hao took a bite of the bun, blinking his eyes at the two of them.

Zhang Yu was silent for a while, barely squeezing out a sentence:

"At least he lived longer."

"Your comfort is not as good as not comforting..."

Ye Xuan rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

However, Zhang Yu was right in this regard.

Wangquan Wumu, Wangquan Fugui, Wangquan Baye, Wangquan Shouzhuo—the four most outstanding geniuses of the Wangquan family.

It's just a pity that one died too early, one was weak and sickly, one lost his sword heart, and only one truly grew up.

In terms of talent, Wangquan Baye was indeed not as good as the other three.

"Creak."

As the classroom door was pushed open, the head teacher walked in with his round belly, holding a stack of homework books, the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose shaking slightly with his steps.

"What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about!"

"The voice is so loud, I heard your voices downstairs!"

He cleared his throat and scanned the classroom. Just as he was about to say something else, suddenly, his gaze locked on the back row.

At this time, Chen Hao was secretly stuffing half a bun into his mouth, while Zhang Yu was hurriedly covering the soy milk cup with a textbook, the bun in his mouth not yet swallowed.

"Hawkeye, Zhang Yu, what's going on? How long has class been going on and you're still eating breakfast?"

"What? Did Ye Xuan bring it again?"

The classroom suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of Chen Hao and Zhang Yu chewing buns. The two froze in place, with buns not yet swallowed in their mouths, looking like two hamsters caught.

"Director, there's a reason for this..."

Chen Hao swallowed the bun in his mouth with difficulty.

"Oh? What reason?"

Director Li raised his eyebrows, his hands behind his back, looking quite curious.

"We... we couldn't get up..."

Zhang Yu muttered in a low voice.

"Couldn't get up?"

"I remember you and Ye Xuan are day students, right? His home is in the south of the city, and yours is in the north. He can arrive at school on time, why couldn't you get up?"

Director Li walked to their side and said unhappily.

"Maybe Ye Xuan doesn't need to sleep?"

Chen Hao scratched his head and said cautiously.

A burst of snickering sounded in the classroom.

Ye Xuan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. It was just Hawkeye; who else could say such earth-shattering words?

Don't need to sleep?

Even if he fused with the Wangquan Baye template, he didn't have this ability.

"Less poverty!"

"From tomorrow on, bring your own breakfast!"

Director Li knocked on the table.

"Director..."

Chen Hao still wanted to say something, but was glared back by Director Li.

"And you, Ye Xuan."

Director Li suddenly turned to Ye Xuan, and the gazes of other classmates also concentrated over.

"Don't bring breakfast for them next time. Sleep more in the morning if you can."

"Now is the senior year period, ensuring your own rest is the most important thing."

"Other teachers advocate reading more and resting less, saying there will be plenty of time to rest in the future; but the director is different. The director hopes that while ensuring your grades, you can also have a healthy body."

As he spoke, Director Li's gaze swept over the various outfits in the classroom, and he couldn't help but feel some emotion:

"The times are different. Now all kinds of monsters and ghosts have come out."

"Extraordinary power is no longer a human fantasy, but a real possibility; the director can understand your thirst for these powers, and the director is no exception."

"But the director doesn't want you to waste too much time on things other than studying because of this; the college entrance examination is just around the corner, and the director hopes that you can put more energy into studying."

"Alright, that's all for now, let's start class."

"Yes, teacher."

A sparse response sounded in the classroom. Although what Director Li said was very reasonable, for them who didn't know the cruelty of reality, it was difficult to have a personal experience.

Before the resurgence of Qi, few people were interested in studying, and after the resurgence of Qi, let alone.

People cannot have youth and the feeling of youth at the same time.

Even Ye Xuan, after awakening the memories of his past life, couldn't return to the past psychologically.

"Alright, class!"

Director Li patted the podium, and the classroom suddenly became quiet. He opened the lesson plan, but his gaze drifted to the window involuntarily.

There, a crow was perched on a branch, its black eyes flashing with scarlet light.

Soon, the time of a class passed quietly.

"Ding-ling—"

The bell for class rang, and the classroom suddenly became lively.

Zhang Yu leaned on the chair, his eyes empty, as if his soul had been drained.

"Why does it feel like class time is getting longer and longer now? Isn't it forty-five minutes?"

"Nonsense, you don't have a phone, so of course it passes slowly."

Chen Hao curled his lips, then took out a phone from under the book and shook it in front of Zhang Yu showily.

"Look at what's in my hand."

"Huh? Why is your phone still here?!"

"Didn't the director let your mom take it away at the last parent-teacher meeting?"

Zhang Yu widened his eyes, looking at the phone in Chen Hao's hand in disbelief.

"I have two, my mom doesn't know."

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows proudly.

"And I've awakened superpowers now, the director can't find me playing with my phone at all. As long as he has any action of looking at me, I'll put the phone away in advance."

"It's good to have good eyesight. My Hawkeye is truly worthy of being Hawkeye."

Chen Hao said, his eyes narrowing slightly, flashing a trace of pleasure.

There were no such days before the resurgence of Qi. At that time, the director walked to him, and he might not necessarily find him; unlike now, the time the director spent glancing at him was enough for him to scan the director eight hundred times.

"Damn! Why is your superpower so practical! My gluttony superpower, besides letting me eat two more bowls of rice, is useless!"

Zhang Yu slapped the table, looking envious.

"Don't talk about your rice bucket superpower. It's gluttony, it's a rice bucket, how can it compare to my Hawkeye."

"What rice bucket superpower, that's clearly digesting the food I eat quickly, extracting nutrients from it, and then improving my physique. Didn't you notice my body is much stronger than before?"

Listening to Chen Hao's words, Zhang Yu was instantly unhappy.

It was fine for him to complain about his superpower, but how could it be your turn, Hawkeye, to complain?

"It's useless, I haven't seen you come earlier than me even if your body is stronger."

"How about you help me bring breakfast in the future?"

Speaking of this, Chen Hao looked at Zhang Yu with some expectation.

"..."

Zhang Yu looked away. Only in this kind of thing would he absolutely never agree.

(End of chapter)