Ling Xiao carried deep wariness within him, his hatred and darkness forming a hardened shell around his heart. He wasn’t the type to easily open up about his past, so Ning Su chose to be honest first. "Later, I went to college. During my graduate …
Continue ReadingIn this dungeon, Ning Su realized that memories were a vital part of a person. To some extent, memories represented life experiences—they had a profound influence on every aspect of a person. Players who completely lost their memories would instantly r…
Continue ReadingNing Su ripped a black “branch” with a loud crack . The director of student affairs was still hesitating over whether to rush to the dorms to deal with the chaos among the privileged students when the deafening noise made her and the instructor jerk their…
Continue ReadingThe top-floor single rooms were reserved for either the top ten students in the grade or those from influential families—the kind who could casually donate a new building to the school. He had assumed these students, no longer needing to study, would be s…
Continue ReadingNing Changfeng: "What are you trying to do?" Ning Su: "I want it to spit out all its memories!" The black, tree-like entity coiled above the dark room had countless branches. He had only torn off two of them, causing it to briefl…
Continue ReadingNing Su knew just how important the college entrance exam was for children from families with no power or influence. In a way, he himself had changed his fate through the exam. At the very least, he could earn scholarships, tutor others, and afford to …
Continue ReadingFor a moment, the area around the Reflection Hall fell silent. Under the moonlight, the lake looked like a stagnant pool of black, lifeless water. A small white snake appeared at the door of the Reflection Hall, trying to slip inside through the gap. A…
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