Chapter 2

The terror of the School Realm…

It's about to return.

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【002】 A car from the Wang Tulong Gang—The boss of the Wang Tulong Gang wants to see Lin Yu?

Lin Yu.

Eighteen years old.

Transmigrated to The Ultimate Realm eighteen years ago, Golden Space.

Abandoned at birth, picked up by his grandmother, raised scavenging garbage, awakened his system at sixteen—the gears of fate began to turn.

Lin Yu clearly remembers.

High school.

It was chaotic. He, entering high school, because of his unyielding, defiant nature, attracted countless enemies; no matter how badly those thugs beat him, as long as he didn't fall, he would always strike back—stubborn, reckless, unwilling to die. At that time, it was his class leader, a KO榜 expert, who protected him—but even so.

Insults and humiliation remained countless; the scars from fights never faded.

After awakening his system.

He began sweeping the High School Realm, gathering a large group of thugs around him, gradually becoming a presence they feared and dreaded.

But he didn't know.

Everything.

Comes at a price.

Having a combat index doesn't mean you can act without restraint; without power or influence, you still get driven into a desperate situation—even with a combat index, you still can't escape legal punishment.

Unless.

You have money, you have power—then even if you severely injure many, beat many, you still remain free and unbothered.

But for someone like him—with no background, no status, only a combat index that isn't even high—once he breaks the law, he's either wanted or arrested.

This is reality.

"Grandma."

Lin Yu clenched his fists.

Before going in.

He entrusted his grandmother to his friend—the same class leader from back then—and over the past two years, the ones who visited him most were his friend and his grandmother. But recently, his grandmother stopped coming, and his friend vanished without a word, leaving him with a creeping unease.

Before his grandmother's last visit, she had mentioned something vaguely—perhaps she was going to adopt a little girl—but she spoke so indirectly that Lin Yu didn't take it seriously. Yet after that, she suddenly disappeared.

A filthy alley, full of mud pits.

Looking at the dilapidated, grimy building, Lin Yu's usually calm, cold eyes flickered with a faint warmth and tremor.

He climbed the stairs.

Cobwebs everywhere, the staircase ancient and worn.

He still remembered.

His original dream had been nothing more than getting into a good university, finding a good job, and letting his grandmother live well—and the plot of The Ultimate Series had nothing to do with him, this transmigrated nobody.

But who could have guessed.

The chaos of high school far exceeded his imagination; even if you didn't provoke, didn't speak, stayed low-key, there were still blind thugs who came to taunt you, mock you, bully you—especially someone like him, with a poor family background and worn-out clothes, more vulnerable to discrimination.

He pulled out the key.

Tuikai Sect.

The silence before him stirred a quiet unease in his heart.

"Grandma?"

He called softly, his voice hoarse.

But before him, only his echo and the dusty, cobwebbed old house remained.

"…"

He stepped slowly inside.

Half an hour later.

He walked out of the room, his eyes now icy.

But just as he stepped out the door.

"Ah Yu?"

A hoarse, low voice, laced with surprise, sounded beside his ear.

Lin Yu lifted his head slightly.

"Ah Yi?"

Before him stood a tall, muscular young man—but now, his expression was exhausted.

It was Lin Yu's friend.

KO. 90, combat index 2000 points.

Also the friend Lin Yu trusted most; before he went in, his grandmother had entrusted him to this very friend.

"Just a month ago."

"I came to see Grandma every day, but that day, when I arrived, I found the door open and the inside in disarray—I knew something was wrong…"

"By the time I got inside, Grandma was gone."

"According to the neighbors, a group of black-clad men suddenly took Grandma away; these days, I've been investigating those black-clad men, but..."

Xin Yi frowned deeply, feeling a pang of guilt.

"..."

Lin Yu gazed ahead.

"Ah Yu." Xin Yi looked at Lin Yu, knowing how deeply his friend cared for this one remaining relative.

"I'm fine."

Lin Yu gave a slight shake of his head.

"You've worked hard."

Lin Yu patted Xin Yi's shoulder, seeing his friend's dark circles and exhaustion—he knew how much pain Xin Yi was enduring.

Himself...

Suddenly released.

Grandma...

Was taken away again and vanished.

He, an ordinary person, seemed to have been pulled into an unknown vortex—this was never part of the Final Scenario, but he didn't know what it involved.

The only thing he could be certain of was that Grandma wasn't in danger; they took her for some purpose, but he didn't know if it had anything to do with him.

Right now...

He could only investigate slowly himself, yet he had no thoughts, no intelligence-gathering ability—before him lay a bottomless abyss; he snapped back to awareness, already deep within the vortex.

Just as he and Xin Yi descended the stairs...

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

On the bumpy alleyway, three black sedans were parked in a line at the alley's entrance.

The car doors opened.

A figure wearing sunglasses and a suit stepped out, walking slowly toward Lin Yu and Xin Yi.

"Lin Yu?"

He pulled out a photo to confirm.

Then he spoke: