Evolving infinitely from ground zero

Time flew by, and over half a month had passed.

Class 1 of the top freshmen, Grade One, at Shanhai High School, was about to face the challenge of the strongest ordinary class among sophomores, Class 6.

The date was set for today, Saturday, at 8 AM.

The venue was arranged to be in the school’s gymnasium.

For this, Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan got up early, leaving the house for school before 6 AM.

With the battle starting at 8 AM, they had to be at the gym at least an hour early to warm up.

Because they had gotten up so early, their parents hadn’t yet made breakfast, so the two, on an empty stomach, quickly walked into a breakfast shop by the roadside and ordered two bowls of lean pork and offal congee to start eating.

During their meal, Shen Qinghan gave Lin Zichen a nudge and whispered as she pointed to a corner of the breakfast shop:

“Xiao Chen, isn’t that boy over there Zhang Kai’s cousin?”

“Zhang Kai’s cousin?”

Following Shen Qinghan’s gesture, Lin Zichen saw a very familiar-looking blonde youth—it really was Zhang Kai’s cousin.

He was eating breakfast with a middle-aged man who looked like his father.

Lin Zichen just glanced over and didn’t pay much attention, quickly returning to his congee. However, given the short distance, he couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.

“Dad, I want to buy a motorcycle to ride.”

“Buy what? Your cousin just broke his leg not long ago and now he’s had an amputation. There’s no money for a prosthetic limb; he’ll have to live the rest of his life in a wheelchair. Have you forgotten that already?”

“Then I won’t buy it…”

“That’s more like it. Sure, your cousin broke his leg and got amputated, but the motorcycle didn’t break—it’s still ridable. Why don’t you just ride your cousin’s? I’ll go to your aunt this afternoon and get the motorcycle for you.”

Zhang Kai had broken his leg and had an amputation?

Hearing this, Lin Zichen couldn’t help feeling surprised.

Life is indeed full of uncertainties.

You never know if an accident or tomorrow will come first.

Shanhai High School, gymnasium.

When Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan arrived, it was precisely 7 AM.

At this time, people from both classes had all gathered.

Under the leadership of their respective homeroom teachers, they were doing simple warm-up exercises.

Lin Zichen and Shen Qinghan set down their backpacks and quickly joined in.

When the time reached 7:40 AM,

Han Yuanfeng called out to the team, “Zi Chen, He Yu, Lu Gang, Shu Jie, you four, come here a minute.”

Once the four had gathered around, Han Yuanfeng began to analyze the situation of Class 6 of Grade Two and arranged the corresponding tactics.

“One on one, their top strength isn’t as good as our class’s.”

“However, they have more top-level fighters than our class, so their overall average strength is stronger than ours.”

“Under these circumstances, when both sides’ top fighters come into play later on, they will definitely rely on their numerical advantage to focus on defense and wage a war of attrition, trying to wear down the four of you through successive battles.”

“Remember, when it’s your turn, don’t waste your energy dueling with the opponent. Go for quick decisive battles as soon as you get on stage, got it?”

“Got it.”

The four responded almost simultaneously.

satisfied with their response, Han Yuanfeng nodded and then turned to the rest of the students in the class, saying:

“Everyone stop warming up for a moment, stop and listen to me.”

“Once the contest starts, to let everyone participate, I will have the weaker ones go up to the Martial Stage first to avoid the stronger ones going up and breezing through, leaving others simply watching from the sidelines.”

“Also, although we are lower grade students and the challengers, we are the top class—each one of us is a highly gifted academic prodigy. When you go up there, be confident and do not get stage fright, got it?”

“I understand!”

The class replied in unison.

On the other side,

The homeroom teacher of Class 6, Grade 11, was also motivating his students, saying that even if the students of the top class are more talented, they have one less year of training than our class. Everyone be confident, and let’s beat the top class outright in a moment!

Upon hearing this, the students in the class responded as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

Soon, the time reached 8 a.m., and the friendly competition officially began.

The form of the competition was still a martial arts tournament.

Both classes sent out their representatives.

The loser would leave the stage and their class would send up a new challenger, while the winner remained on the stage to defend and face the next opponent.

At the beginning of the first match,

Lin Zichen volunteered to fight. Not waiting for Han Yuanfeng to react, he leaped onto the Martial Stage.

He needed to defeat as many opponents as possible to complete the “Survival of the Fittest” achievement.

Thus, for him, the earlier he got on the stage, the better.

On the other side, the first to take the stage for Class 6, Grade 11, was a petite senior girl.

She was the weakest in the class, and according to the tacit rules of class sparring, she went out first.

“Teacher, they are starting with the strongest one on their side right away. How am I supposed to fight this?”

The senior girl saw Lin Zichen coming onto the stage and turned to her own homeroom teacher with a bitter face to complain.

The homeroom teacher of Class 6, Grade 11, turned to Han Yuanfeng right away with a puzzled face and said, “Yuanfeng, why did you send your strongest student to start the first battle? This is against the rules.”

Hearing this, Han Yuanfeng reacted immediately and shouted toward Lin Zichen on the stage, “Zi Chen, come down! You’ll take your turn later, let the weaker classmates go first.”

Lin Zichen, realizing he could not bend the rules, could only smile sheepishly as he stepped down, apologizing for forgetting the rules during his first class competition.

Seeing him come down, Han Yuanfeng turned to a short girl in the class and said to her,

“Yun Tong, you go first.”

“Me, first?”

The girl pointed to herself, her lips slightly parted in surprise, and for a moment, she thought she had heard wrong.

According to the rules of the competition, going first implied being the weakest in the class.

However, while the girl was among the weaker in the class, she wasn’t the weakest.

The weakest was Shen Qinghan.

So, by rights, it should have been Shen Qinghan going first.

The girl felt very dissatisfied about this, internally grumbling why she had to go first when she wasn’t the weakest in the class, unwilling to have the label of ‘weakest’ stuck to her head.

Han Yuanfeng understood this, but considering Shen Qinghan’s relationship with Lin Zichen, he decided not to label Shen Qinghan as the weakest of the class; he thought it better to curry favor with Lin Zichen by showing preferential treatment to Shen Qinghan.

Lin Zichen’s talent was too high, and he was bound to achieve greatness in the future. By being on good terms with him now, it would bring many benefits in the future.

Shen Qinghan didn’t know what Han Yuanfeng was thinking; she only knew that if she didn’t go first, Yun Tong would definitely harbor resentment because of it.

So she took the initiative to walk up to Han Yuanfeng, her voice soft, “Teacher Han, I’m the weakest; I should go first…”

Since the other classmates had become aware of her status as a favored student, she was now extremely cautious in the class, afraid of offending anyone and being disliked.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zichen felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He wanted to change Shen Qinghan’s awkward situation in the class, but after thinking it over, he realized that aside from training her as much as possible to help her become stronger, there wasn’t much else he could do.

PS: Holding out my bowl for monthly and recommendation tickets!