Simultaneous travel: City, infinite evolution

"Kid, judging from your expression, you really don't want to see me, huh?" Chen Hong said with a half-smile.

"Oh, no, no," Lu Yinghua forced a fawning smile.

"Tell me, where are you from?"

"Young man Lu Yinghua, the current leader of the Lu family in Hong Kong, and his master is Master Luo Hao."

"I have come on the orders of my master to invite you to Mount Lu for a discussion."

"The Lu family of Hong Kong Island!!!" Before Chen Hong could speak, the homeroom teacher couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Is that the Lu family, the top political and business family in Hong Kong, with incredibly strong backgrounds and immense power?"

Teacher Wang couldn't help but ask more questions, her eyes full of surprise, like an ordinary person suddenly discovering that a celebrity lives next door, a sense of disorientation.

“I don’t think there’s another Lu family as famous as the Lu family in Hong Kong.” Lu Yinghua scratched the back of his head, clearly agreeing, but felt a little embarrassed to be the center of attention in front of Wang.

"hiss!"

Everyone looked at Lu Yinghua with shock, as if they were seeing a big shot on the news on TV.

But those with quick minds had already looked at Chen Hong.

If this young master Lu is not lying, then what kind of important figure is Chen Hong, whom this young master of a prestigious family treats with utmost respect?
I dare not imagine it, I cannot even conceive of it.

When the homeroom teacher, Ms. Chen, came to her senses, she also realized this and her gaze towards Chen Hong immediately changed.

"Haha, Xiao Hong, I knew you were a promising child. I've always had high hopes for you..."

"Stop!" Chen Hong waved his hand and looked at Lu Yinghua. "Your Lu family should have some influence here, right?"

"Of course." Lu Yinghua was full of confidence. As Luo Hao's personal disciple, his presence alone elevated the status of the Lu family. Moreover, the Lu family was a large, deeply rooted family with a long history. Connections were nothing to them.

"That's good." Chen Hong casually instructed, "I won't be going to school next semester. Have someone help me with the withdrawal procedures."

Lu Yinghua patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me. I'll handle it. Don't worry, Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, the homeroom teacher, Ms. Chen, immediately became anxious: "No way!"

"Xiao Hong, I know you've achieved success at a young age, but your studies are a lifelong matter, not something to be taken lightly."
How can you just say you won't go and then not go?
This life-changing opportunity... oh wait, this opportunity to experience life, to enrich myself—I can't miss it!

"Oh, I'm already very fulfilled. Besides, what you're doing won't make me feel fulfilled either."

"As for experiencing life, aren't I experiencing it right now?"

Chen Hong showed off his arms around two women, one on each side, creating a harmonious and fulfilling image of life.

"How infuriating!" Many onlookers gritted their teeth.

The homeroom teacher also felt frustrated, realizing that none of her previous motivational remedies seemed to be up to par.

For a moment, he was speechless.

Teacher Wang quickly intervened to smooth things over: "Haha, Mr. Chen is truly a promising young man! May I ask what your profession is? What kind of work do you do?"

"Look at this, is there any chance we could get a promotion or something?"

"You're too kind. I'm just a minor king."

As for my job, it's just weeding, doing some shamanistic rituals, and being an ordinary spiritual mentor.

Lu Yinghua, Erica, and the others listened, their lips twitching. "Is this some little king? What's this 'weed'? A disobedient god or a god-slayer?"

They even perform shamanistic rituals and act as spiritual mentors?
Whoever performs shamanistic rituals, casually sinking islands, shattering continents, and almost destroying the entire planet?

What kind of spiritual mentor can manage to sway a disobedient god into their camp and, incidentally, capture a bunch of top beauties?

Is this guy some kind of spiritual mentor? Why don't I, Lu Yinghua, have that kind of ability?

Life is so hard.

Only the ignorant Teacher Wang was still probing: "What King? Is it the king from Southeast Asia?"

No? Is it Myanmar or Thailand?
"It can't be a Middle Eastern oil-producing country, can it? Their skin color is completely different then, it's impossible."

Just as Teacher Wang was about to try to build a relationship and play the emotional card, Chen Hong had already lost his patience.

Unlike Godo Kusanagi, who saves the world, goes to high school, integrates into the system, is controlled and manipulated, and is completely played by others, yet still has to thank them.

As a high school student from the Central Plains, he became an unparalleled overlord and god-slayer, a living demon king. He did not destroy the world, and the world should be grateful to him for sparing his life and for his benevolent heart.

"Alright, Xiao Lu, let's go see your master."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will book a private jet for you right away, it will be ready soon."

"Let's wait at the private airport for a bit." Lu Yinghua took out his phone and quickly arranged everything for Chen Hong.

I don't know if it's because his survival instinct is too strong, but this kid's efficiency is really high.

Lu Yinghua led the way, looking like a little eunuch, bowing and scraping with a beaming smile.

Chen Hong, accompanied by a group of stunning goddesses, followed behind, ignoring the myriad aspects of human life. Amidst the envious, jealous, or longing gazes of the people, he drifted away without leaving a trace.

The imperial examination system, once highly valued, now seems like nothing more than an apple fished out of a donkey's mouth.

Chen Hong is no longer a donkey, but a true dragon from the heavens.

Standing atop the giant spider weaving a blood-red web, the once colossal creature, seemingly a net of heaven that could capture all living beings, is now something that can be crushed with a single step.

Looking back on those glorious years, they were nothing more than a few trials and tribulations.

It turns out that all the rules in the world are just variations of the transmission of power.

As the sun set, golden light bathed the earth, casting long, long shadows of the young man and the group of beautiful women surrounding him...

Watching Chen Hong and his group leave, the two teachers felt a mix of emotions.

Soon, a phone call came to their cell phones. It was a direct call from their leader, who personally instructed them on the implementation of Chen Hong's withdrawal from school.

After repeatedly assuring the leaders that they would complete the tasks assigned by their superiors without fail, the two teachers looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems he's no longer from our world."

"So, it turns out there really is a way to get ahead without taking the imperial examinations."

"You're wrong. It's because he was born a king that he doesn't need to take the imperial examination."

Those who take the imperial examinations are meant to serve others, just like that eldest son of the Lu family.

"Oh, you're wrong too. Those who take the imperial examinations aren't qualified to pledge allegiance to Wang, they're pledged allegiance to the eldest son of the Lu family."

"Yes, yes, I'm getting senile, I'm getting senile."

The two looked at each other, gave a wry smile, and shook their heads repeatedly.

Ten years of hard study are not as valuable as someone else inheriting a family business in a single day.

"Sigh, I wonder which country Chen Hong inherited?"

"This kid actually has royal blood. I didn't realize that. He's been hiding it very well."

"Oh, so this is what they call 'experiencing life' online?"

"What do you mean by 'experiencing life'? They've come here to understand the hardships of ordinary people."

"My wife is right."

"Let's go."

The couple lost interest in shopping and went back to school to take care of Chen Hong's matter first.

Unexpectedly, upon returning, I received a warm welcome from my superiors, colleagues, and the principal.

These people thought they had some kind of close relationship with Chen Hong, and they all tried to befriend him.

Those who had taught Chen Hong all used this as a topic of conversation to elevate their own status.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, at least when there's no conflict, everyone greets each other with a smile.

When conflicts arise, they weigh the pros and cons carefully, not daring to offend anyone easily.

But if one loses oneself amidst the praise and falls off a precipice, shattering into pieces, it can happen overnight.

At that time, it will be commonplace for people to kick someone when they're down and for thousands to trample on a broken boat.

Human relationships are fickle; such things have always been true.

If you don't feel cold, it's because you still have plenty of cotton-padded coats at home.

If you feel warmth all around, it's like flowers in full bloom or oil being poured over a raging fire.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang felt warm all over overnight.

At first, I was very cautious and measured.

Gradually, as spring warmed up and flowers bloomed day after day, their vigilance decreased. They got used to it, took it for granted, and even started to show off.

Therefore, their fate was predictable. (End of Chapter)