Exploding God

"Doing the right thing is much more important than doing things right."

Lu Ze took off his VR glasses, and the last screen that flashed before his eyes was...

Giving up the college entrance exam was a difficult decision, but we are delighted that you chose a path that allows you to prove yourself. The darker the darkness, the more we need those who carry the torch; the strong are destined to stand out.

[You have successfully registered for the Hurricane Academy - Combat Rank - Reserve Special Recruitment Examination. We wish you the best of luck. We look forward to your arrival at Hurricane Academy, Lu Ze.]

Hanging his glasses on the bar hook, Lu Ze casually picked up the cup of osmanthus oolong tea with a faint fragrance, glanced at the time, and calmly got up and walked out of the booth, picking up another cup of Dongding oolong tea as well.

The bracelet has been turned off, leaving only the most basic time display function.

As for what happened at Shangnan High School, Lu Ze was unaware of it, but that didn't stop him from making the worst possible assumptions.

As one of the four top universities in the East Eighth District, the number of people who know Hurricane Academy is beyond description, but the number of people who know about the academy's combat reserve is really... not many.

In layman's terms, this is an advanced training camp for those who voluntarily give up the opportunity to take the national college entrance examination...

In more elegant terms, this is a special training base prepared by the state solely for unpolished gems who have not undergone systematic training, and also for natural-born fighters who have already shown combat talent at a young age.

These two types of students are usually only found among the disciples of battle fortresses and martial arts schools...

However, at this point in time, those who also knew about the other special aspect of the Hurricane Academy's combat reserves were truly extremely rare.

—Special for National Defense.

In this era of the Red Mist's transformation, the weight of these four words far surpasses everything else.

Application period: 20-30 days before the college entrance examination.

Application requirements: Applicants must have a genetic predisposition of 50 or above, meet the requirements for the National College Entrance Examination (NCEE), participate in this year's NCEE, voluntarily give up the opportunity for general admission, and pass the first round of screening during the application process.

Admission requirements: Pass the combat phase test of reserve special recruitment colleges, and achieve the admission line of B-level colleges in total combat and theoretical scores.

It just so happens to be right at the 50 mark of genetic sensitivity, so even if Lu Ze's genetic sensitivity is 50.1, it still meets the requirements.

As for Lu Ze, from the moment he submitted his application this morning, Shangnan High School lost the right to manage his file.

Before the results of the special recruitment are released, the file of each applicant will be locked under the Combat Association's ultra-high-level access control.

This is not a loophole, but a special channel opened by the China Combat Association for every student who may become a future fighting force.

This year marks the first year of the formal implementation of this system after a five-year pilot program.

Satisfied with the sweet aroma of osmanthus oolong tea, Lu Ze strolled casually through the 3000-square-meter internet center, attracting no attention whatsoever. To onlookers, he appeared to be nothing more than a young internet addict out having fun.

The news has just been released, and the Combat Association, the Shadow Thief Organization, or perhaps other mysterious groups are on their way. The future King of Hackers is cautiously conducting virus testing...

And I found Kim Sung-hui before those people arrived.

However, finding Jin Chenghui among the 1030 locations within this 3000-square-meter building seems like a very difficult task...

Lu Ze strolled casually to the front desk, smiled at the fair-skinned and cute cashier girl with short, ear-length hair, and placed the cup of Dongding Oolong tea he was carrying in front of her.

"Duo'er, your milk tea." Lu Ze glanced at the girl's name tag, then casually and naturally put it down. With his other hand, he quietly stuck a silver button on the back of the white monitor.

The girl with a smooth forehead and delicate chin looked up at the cup of iced oolong tea, narrowed her eyes, and muttered under her breath, "Can't even be bothered to come up with a reason to strike up a conversation?"

Lu Ze's lips curled up, and his voice was calm and magnetic, "It's like this, a friend invited me over to play games, but my bracelet is out of power, so I can't contact him right now."

"So what?" The pretty girl named Duo'er raised her head, her eyes filled with wariness, as if to say, "Don't even think about trying to chat me up with such a lame excuse."

"So, I hope to use this cup of milk tea to bribe the prettiest girl in this internet center, Duo'er, and then tell me where that bastard is. I want to go over there myself and ask him... why he didn't tell me my seat earlier."

Upon hearing the words "most beautiful," Duo'er narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. She then looked at the boy's sunny and gentle smiling face, and gave a charmingly sullen hum. "You have good taste. Now, tell me, what's your friend's name?"

Kim Sung-hui.

Her fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, and Duo'er raised her head to reply, "Section F, number 131. Also, you seem to know me quite well, but why haven't I seen you before?"

"Maybe too many people have approached you before, since it wasn't easy for you to muster up the courage today," Lu Ze said politely. "Doesn't this mean we're acquainted now? Thank you."

With composure and elegance, Lu Ze waved and left.

This time, it was Duo'er's turn to be a little puzzled, because the person who approached her today seemed to be really different from others. After thinking for a moment, she took the cup of Dongding Oolong tea with the "Bei Cha" logo on it, and happily put on the straw and started drinking.

I've learned this flirting trick!

I bet you won't be able to run out of battery again next time, hmph~

"Hmm... the milk tea is so delicious!"

……

"Apartment F, number 131, I see."

As Lu Ze sipped his milk tea, he walked to the entrance of a booth separated by a curtain. The moment he lifted the curtain, his gaze swept across the face of the bespectacled young man who was looking at him warily, and finally landed on a spot 15 centimeters in front of the man's left hand.

The slightly frosted transparent cup is printed with a large "Sad Tea" logo. Inside the sealed cup, under the snow-white milk foam... lies cranberry juice as red as lava.

Lu Ze stared intently at the cup of milk tea, his gaze seemingly transcending time and space, carrying a sense of dazedness.

Who would have thought...

The future king of hackers' signature ID actually originated from a niche product of a milk tea shop called "Sad Tea" - "Snow-topped Cranberry".

Later experts tried hundreds or even thousands of times to glean some information from this naming rule.

But now it seems that this guy has actually changed the name of his favorite milk tea.

【Cranberry Topped with Snow】...【Hot Smoothie】...

If those psychology experts knew, they'd probably all go crazy. Such a terrifying future of online IDs, and they're being chosen so casually?!

The bespectacled, somewhat youthful-looking fellow, though his wariness lessened somewhat upon seeing Lu Ze's attire and young face, remained cautious.

[I'm probably overthinking it. Why would I be wary of a high school student addicted to the internet?]

Jin Chenghui muttered to himself as he reached out to take a sip of the hot melted shaved ice, the grand name he had given this milk tea. The snow-topped cranberry juice melted on his taste buds, creating an explosive sweet and fragrant sensation that was incredibly refreshing.

"Kim Sung-hui? Or rather, the inventor of the melting point virus, the 'Hot Melting Smoothie'?"

However, the next second, the words spoken by this seemingly internet-addicted high school student made him freeze, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe.

"I...I'm not..."

"Arguing is the most pointless behavior." Lu Ze casually sat down next to Jin Chenghui, pressed the start button on the computer, and the VR glasses connected to it lit up. He watched the self-test characters flashing rapidly on the screen, and leisurely took a sip of his osmanthus oolong tea.

"Don't be nervous, there's no need to be nervous. I'm here to help you. Put your right hand down from your leg. After all, the stun gun in your hand is no different from a fire poker, even if it's 100,000 volts."

"How...how did you know it was...100,000 volts?!" Jin Chenghui stared in horror at the 100,000-volt mark on the stun gun.

"Oh? It really is 100,000 volts?" Lu Ze paused and turned his head, his eyes filled with surprise. "I actually guessed right."

Kim Sung-hui: ...

"Let me introduce myself, Lu Ze, a senior high school student at Shangnan High School." Lu Ze's gaze returned to the screen, looking at his reflection, and he spoke softly.

"You can verify everything I say. What follows is very important, so I advise you to listen to everything before implementing it one by one."

In Jin Chenghui's opinion, this guy who called himself Lu Ze had such a powerful aura that his calmness made his brain involuntarily choose to believe him.

Jin Chenghui shook his head violently, gritted his teeth, glanced at Lu Ze, and quickly typed on the keyboard. In less than 5 seconds, a simple personal information entry form appeared on the screen.

[Lu Ze, male, 17 years old, currently studying in Class 3, Grade 3 of Shangnan High School...]

The profile picture with the sunny smile was none other than the guy sitting next to me!

"What exactly do you want to do!" Jin Chenghui swallowed hard and asked nervously.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ze's lips finally curled into a confident smile.

"I'm here to save you."

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PS: Special thanks to the two patrons, "Little Round Face" and "Wang Erbiao," for their generous support! We haven't been able to contact the round-faced girl yet, but with Erbiao's special permission, I can add an extra chapter after the story is published!