Technological practice: leading the human race to the stars

Chapter 20 The Birth of the Inner Demon
Time passes by unknowingly, and the bell of college entrance examination is just around the corner.

In this resource-constrained society, everyone has only one chance to take the college entrance examination and the military examination, and the opportunity to change one's destiny must not be missed.

"Dingle bell bell~"

Yuanze came out of the "flow", stretched, and prepared to go to the playground to exercise. This state is very useful, but the mental consumption is also huge. It would be best to do some simple exercise at this time.

"Your condition is getting better and better." Halma looked at Yuanze with envy.

"Hey, hey, hey, I came to the classroom to say hello but you ignored me!" Ji Xueran frowned and pouted, looking a little unhappy.

"Yeah, you're not bad either, Hjalmar. Look at your muscles! How did you train them? Teach me!" Yuanze pretended not to hear and deliberately ignored Ji Xueran.

The two of them were demonstrating some moves, and Halma even said that he would take him to the gym together. The two of them were talking and laughing, which made Ji Xueran very angry.

"Others don't want to pay attention to you, so why are you joining in the fun? Are you trying to please a cold butt?" He Can suddenly shot a sneak attack.

"How rude of you to meddle in other people's business. You guys are so annoying that you can't even spit out an ivory. I'm so pissed off. I won't care about you anymore."

Seeing Ji Xueran walk away, Yuanze breathed a sigh of relief.

I also know that Ji Xueran just wants to stay with me for a while longer. After all, they should go their separate ways after the college entrance examination. Since we are not a good match, these beautiful things can only be buried in memory.

"Oh, you're so silly. Why are you doing this? I've been the bad guy these days. You like her too, right? Just tell me when you have the chance." He Can asked in confusion.

"Do you really expect me to marry a rich woman so that I can work less for fifty years? Besides, how can I be a gigolo? I should wear a three-foot sword and accomplish unprecedented feats!" Yuanze raised his head and said with disdain.

"You can eat it soft or hard, or you can cook it raw..."

"I xxx!"

"Ah, are you so strong in your hands? Be gentler. Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!" There was no more frivolous tone in He Can's words, and they were immediately full of vitality.

After being scolded, He Can became less rude: "I heard that your strength has recovered, so it seems to be true?"

"You haven't fully recovered yet?" Yuanze looked at him with a wry smile, clasping his hands together and rubbing them hard to make a sound.

"No, no, no, yes, yes, I get it, let's talk it out, now is not the time to compete." He Can waved his hands quickly.

"By the way, your parents haven't been home for a while, right? What mission did they go on?"

He Can's parents are both warriors, and they were considered a legendary couple in the school. They were admitted to the elite training camp with first and second place respectively. Unfortunately, they reached a bottleneck too early, and have only been able to reach the level of intermediate extraordinary warriors, unable to make any progress.

"Someone asked for a few sets of extremely rare super-class Iron-Armored Tortoise shells, and a few days ago he told me it would take about a month to deliver them."

Then the two of them chatted casually to pass the exercise time.

There are only a few days left before the college entrance examination. The teachers no longer put pressure on students or give lectures. They just give out some simple exercises for students to practice or for free training.

Yuanze also has more room to arrange his time independently. He has been training a new set of ancient boxing in the playground these days until the school is empty.

This boxing technique is from the Ji family. It was exchanged by Ji Xueran herself. It is beneficial to enhancing source power. It is very similar to the Li family's boxing technique, and the effects are far beyond the reach of ordinary boxing techniques.

When he finished his last set of boxing, he lay down on the grass.

On the other side of the playground, a figure stood, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, staring at Yuanze lying on the lawn. It was Li Weiming, he had a sinister look on his face, and his eyes revealed deep hostility.

Since the last injury, Li Weiming's arm has been healed by his family and is back to normal. But physical injuries are easy to heal, but emotional injuries are hard to heal.

The fear that Yuan Ze brought to him took root in his heart and gradually evolved into an indelible demon. Whenever it was late at night, he could feel that fear like a ghost in the dark, haunting him all the time and making him unable to calm down.

In order to defend the family's honor, to fulfill his mission as an heir, and to conquer the stubborn Ran'er, Li Weiming is determined to completely destroy Yuanze's future.

For this reason, he even begged his father to help him resolve his inner demons, borrowed a treasure, and intended to put Yuanze to death.

Li Weiming used all his energy to activate the treasure and launched an attack.

At the moment when the beam was about to enter Yuan Ze's body, Yuan Ze seemed to enter a mysterious state, and the passage of time around him became slow. He still maintained a calm attitude, neither dodging nor defending.

But in Li Weiming's eyes, the beam of light was flying rapidly towards Yuanze's forehead. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but imagine the miserable scene of Yuanze's brain being destroyed and turning into a madman.

However, at the critical moment, the originally invisible bracelet on Yuanze's hand suddenly expanded into a shield-like LCD panel, reflecting the beam of light back.

Li Weiming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was horrified to find that he could not control the rebounding beam. He tried to dodge in panic, but the speed of the beam was much faster than he imagined. With a scream, Li Weiming was hit hard in the waist and abdomen by his own attack. He flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"No! How is this possible!" Li Weiming cried out in shock as he lay on the ground in a mess.

"Isn't this the most difficult defensive force field in the family to make and use? How come he has it? How could he possibly use it? Damn it, Li Haisheng actually gave this to him."

He couldn't believe what he saw. The family's core secrets were easily displayed by Yuan Ze, and he didn't even see his operation. This was simply the biggest mockery of him.

Anger and fear intertwined in his heart. Li Weiming knew that there was no way to save the situation at this moment, but he still clenched his fists unwillingly, with deep fear revealed in his eyes.

Yuanze looked straight at Li Weiming and walked slowly towards him. He did not show any pride or sarcasm, but said calmly: "If you do this, it will only make you more miserable."

Li Weiming sneered, as if he had heard a joke. He stared at Yuanze, his tone full of resentment: "Pain? Hahahaha!"

"I should have made your father kneel down!"

"I am the heir of the Li family! I have known since I was a child that I am different from you servants. I have everything I want and I can do whatever I want. I was born on the top of the mountain. It is my privilege to have everything I want, and this world exists to welcome me!"

"All the cheers and honors are mine!"

Li Weiming was extremely hysterical.

"you are wrong!"

Yuanze recalled the scene of humiliation of his father, stepped on his face, and leaned down.

"You should be thankful that this is a school. You will not be in any real danger. Your family's glory, status, and resources are not earned by you, Li Weiming. Not to mention, they are like passing clouds and can disappear at any time."

Li Weiming struggled with anger and humiliation, but the severe pain in his body made him unable to move. He stared at Yuanze with wide eyes, as if he wanted to carve this face into his bones.

"Do you think you won?" Li Weiming's voice was hoarse, but it revealed a deep chill. "Yuan Ze, I tell you, this game has just begun. I will make you pay a more painful price than I did!"

"I'll be waiting for you at the elite training camp." Yuan Ze loosened his feet, stood up, and looked into the distance with a cold gaze, "But remember, next time, I won't show mercy."

Yuanze's figure gradually disappeared at the other end of the playground, leaving only his cold and determined back.

The wind blew gently, and it seemed that even the air carried a hint of coldness and disdain, as if mocking Li Weiming's embarrassment and incompetence at the moment.

(End of this chapter)