Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

As the start of the school year approached, Chu Ge still showed no signs of awakening his magic, and in the end, he could only follow the established path and enroll in an ordinary high school.

In contrast, her adopted brother Chu Hong possessed exceptional magical talent, attracting the attention of teachers from top-tier magic high schools who came to compete for him.

He stated frankly that once enrolled, entering one of the world's top twelve magic high schools was almost a certainty.

"I'm not going. I want to go to the same school as Imo-chan, a regular high school is fine!"

Chu Hong spoke with absolute certainty in front of the teacher, and after finishing, he turned his head and looked at Chu Ge with deep affection, his tone extremely nauseating.

"Imo-chan, Onii-chan will always be with you."

"Imo-chan, Onii-chan will always be with you."

Uh...

That was the second time in Chu Ge's life, aside from the love letters in his drawer, that he felt a chill.

At that moment, she wished she could slap this idiot to death.

Chu's parents may seem indifferent, but they know exactly what's going on. It's one thing to discuss orthopedics online, but in reality, their appearance is so bad that anyone who sees them would sigh, "What a tragedy!"

So the two of them simply tied Chu Hong up together, bowed repeatedly to the magic high school teacher, and begged him to take this shameful thing away.

"Imo-chan! Wait for me! Onii-chan will definitely come back for you!"

Chu Hong's agonizing cries as he was dragged away left a lasting impression on Chu Ge:

Misfortune befell the family; they mistook a thief for a brother.

Ordinary magic high schools don't discriminate based on age. Even people in their thirties like Chu's parents can return to high school if they want to.

So, when Chu's parents, carrying matching backpacks and holding hands affectionately, waved goodbye to Chu Ge saying, "Mom and Dad are going to school now..."

All of this is so bizarre.

Are you ready for another passionate high school romance?

I wish you a healthy pregnancy.

Chu Ge was already prepared for the day when the two of them would call her and tell her, "Ding ding ding, you're going to have a younger brother or sister!"

Perhaps it's time for her, the future "One-chan," to start preparing some open-crotch diapers.

Their family was already well-off; even if they squandered their wealth, or had more children, they would still be able to live a life of comfort and ease.

Chu Ge sometimes lamented that the coldness of her family and the harshness of her parents in her previous life were largely due to the fact that poverty had worn away her warmth.

After seeing her parents off, Chu Ge was left alone at home; her school start date was two days later.

That afternoon, Chu Ge went out for a while. When he returned, he had an inconspicuous little glass bottle in his pocket, which contained a white powder that looked like fine salt.

Potassium cyanide—this is the most toxic of all poisons; a few tens of milligrams are enough to kill instantly.

Chu Ge first learned of its terror from a detective anime.

This item is strictly controlled; she obtained it only after going through numerous twists and turns at the all-powerful seafood market and then finding someone to trade it offline.

I don't know how they got it.

Chu Ge unscrewed the bottle cap, gently dipped a tiny bit of powder into the tip of his chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.

The bitter almond flavor spread on her tongue, and she personally didn't find it very tasty.

Not recommended.

Chu Ge didn't know when she had fallen unconscious; she woke up at 2 a.m.

She lay on the living room floor, her head throbbing, unsure if it was a side effect of the potassium cyanide.

But it's good that he didn't die.

Chu Ge gained a deeper understanding of his own physical strength.

Her poison resistance is basically maxed out; she can do whatever she wants with it.

Having made the first attempt, she completely let go of her concerns and blew away the remaining half bottle of potassium cyanide.

Then he fell asleep immediately.

She slept for an exceptionally long time, and it wasn't until the setting sun shone through the French windows onto her face the next day that she slowly woke up.

"Potassium cyanide is nothing special."

Chu Ge stretched, revealing her fair and soft belly, her eyes showing no trace of lingering fear.

"Next time we need to find some more potent toxins. If all else fails, nuclear radiation therapy is not out of the question."

"...I just don't know if you can find uranium materials at the seafood market."

With that in mind, she ordered takeout and browsed online news while waiting.

Nowadays, the word "magic" has dominated the trending searches across the internet, with nine out of ten trending searches related to it.

News of a certain country announcing that it has achieved "controlled nuclear fusion" can only be relegated to the very end.

It truly is an era where technology is dead and magic must rise to power.

A male-male profile picture with a somewhat sexually suggestive cover popped up, instantly catching Chu Ge's attention:

Do you want to awaken your magic?

Chu Ge clicked on it without hesitation.

The page redirects to a post titled "Active Awakening of Magical Secrets".

The post describes the steps:

Step 1: Prepare your own essence and blood, no less than two liters.

Step 2: Use blood essence as ink to outline the magic circle below:jpg.

Step 3: Stand in the center of the formation, clear your mind of distractions, close your eyes and sincerely recite the incantation three times: "Dark power, become my blood, evil wishes, come true at this moment."

Step 4: After completing the first three steps, you will understand.

Below are some very insincere comments: "Didn't order, looking forward to shipping" "My sister-in-law's product is great, it doesn't pill at all" "Bad review, the soup didn't spill."

In summary: This post seems absurd, more like some kind of ancient ritual to summon an evil god.

Chu Ge had naturally watched countless movies and read countless novels, and knew all too well the consequences of recklessly summoning evil gods: at best, one would suffer mental breakdown, and at worst, be possessed and devoured.

But at this moment, she was already driven to the extreme by her obsession with not being able to attain enlightenment. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand chance, she was willing to gamble everything.

Moreover, even if the evil god were to be summoned, it's uncertain who would possess whom.

That's what Chu Ge thought anyway.

Her resolve was not wavering.

She found a basin and began to bleed the blood, adding an extra liter to make sure it wasn't enough.

With so much blood, an ordinary person would probably be dead by now.

After drawing the magic circle according to the picture, Chu Ge immediately stood in the center of the circle, closed his eyes, and chanted the incantation...

After repeating it three times, she suddenly felt a chill in the air.

Chu Ge opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar ancient palace, with pale blue candlelight hanging on the walls, and the place was completely silent.

In an instant, a sense of oppression, as if being looked down upon by a supreme being, swept over him and enveloped his entire body.

Very strong.

This was Chu Ge's first instinct.

She turned around following the scent and looked toward the long staircase deep inside the palace.

On the highest throne sat a skeleton, leaning against it, its hand supporting its chin, its empty eye sockets silently gazing at her.

There seems to be no hostility?

Chu Ge looked around; there was no one there. He could only speak to the skeleton, his tone calm and even:

"Fellow Daoist, do you know how to awaken magic?"

The word "fellow Daoist" indicates that Chu Ge acknowledges the other party's strength, and it is the first time she has used it in her three lifetimes.

The rest are nothing but ants.

"Are you speaking to me?"

The skull on the throne spoke slowly, its voice deep and majestic, carrying an aura of supreme authority that caused the entire palace to tremble slightly.

Chu Ge thought to himself, "As expected of a top-tier existence," but his expression remained calm.

"There is no one else here but you and me, so naturally I am speaking to you."

She stepped onto the stairs and walked step by step to the skeleton, only to find that the throne and the skeleton were covered with thick dust and entangled with layers of cobwebs, clearly having been dormant for countless years.

"Fellow Daoist, how long has it been since you cleansed yourself?"

She paused, then added, "You haven't answered my question yet."

The skeleton slowly sat upright, dust falling from its bones. Its empty eye sockets locked onto Chu Ge, its tone tinged with amusement: "You dare to be so insolent before me? Aren't you afraid that in a fit of rage I'll crush your soul?"

"You mean, I should avoid your direct confrontation?"

Chu Ge chuckled, raised his eyes to meet her gaze, and his aura suddenly surged. "In my dictionary, Chu Ge, there has never been the word 'fear'."

die?

She has lived several lifetimes, daring to temper her body with lightning and deadly poison, and has committed countless acts of recklessness.

Is living a life worse than death?

That would be even more desirable, a free test of willpower and physical endurance, why not?

People say Zhao Zilong is all courage, but who knows that Chu Ge is all Zhao Zilong?

A being that even masochists would fear.

The skeleton remained silent for a moment before finally speaking slowly: "Very well, since you were able to enter my divine realm with your mortal body, you are destined to be with me, and I shall naturally fulfill your expectations."

He raised his withered, bony finger and gently touched Chu Ge's brow. A gentle yet vast power instantly surged into her limbs and bones.

The next second, a tiny silver-blue current quietly spurted out from Chu Ge's fingertips.

At first it was just a faint point of light, but in an instant it exploded!

"Crackling sound—!"

Blinding lightning danced wildly around his body, and silver-blue electric snakes roared and coiled, sweeping through his entire body along his meridians.

Chu Ge's white hair moved without wind, his scarlet pupils surged with lightning, the air around him was slightly distorted by the electric current, and a violent pressure permeated the entire palace.

She slowly clenched her fist, and electricity gathered in her palm, both violent and surging, yet gentle and controllable.

"It's lightning magic..." The skeleton's tone revealed a hint of surprise. "Your luck is quite remarkable. Your first awakening is a lightning magic, one in a million, with the strongest offensive attribute."

Upon hearing the word "luck," Chu Ge frowned slightly, glanced at him sideways, and said in an icy tone, "This isn't luck; it's what I deserve."

Luck has always been an excuse for the weak's powerless rage.

Heaven and earth show me no mercy, so I will carve out my own light and transform myself into fire.

In her previous life, she fed herself with high-voltage electricity and formed a bond with lightning. In this life, awakening the lightning element is just a natural progression.

Of course, as a mild case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), Chu Ge was also aware of the terror of the lightning element; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was the strongest attack element among all elemental attributes.

It represents both supreme power and destruction.

Otherwise, why would cultivation novels always have the protagonist undergo lightning tribulations instead of fire or water tribulations?

The noble thunder needs no further explanation.

Before Chu Ge could fully experience the power of the lightning, the arcs of electricity that had been circling his body suddenly dissipated, replaced by a tiny cluster of crimson flames at his fingertips.

In an instant, the flames suddenly surged, and the raging fire swept through his entire body along his meridians!

boom--!

The scorching flames swept in all directions, the air was distorted and steamed by the heat, white hair fluttered in the firelight, red eyes merged with the flames, and there was a fierce rage in his eyes that wanted to burn everything.

Chu Ge lightly raised his palm, and a cluster of gentle yet domineering flames danced at his fingertips, with burning winds swirling around him, revealing his aggressive intent.

"A natural dual element?" The skeleton was even more surprised, looking Chu Ge up and down before slowly saying, "Although there are no useless attributes in the magic world, only useless mages, your second element is fire, which is a perfect match with lightning. This dual offensive combination makes your ranged suppression almost invincible."

"What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist. Only by maximizing output can one attain the Great Dao." Chu Ge nodded in agreement, finally having met someone who understood the matter.

Her physical body is already incredibly strong; if she could focus all her power on output, she could overcome all attacks with sheer force.

To rule alone for all ages, to be the true Emperor of Chu.

Chu Ge lowered her head and spread her hands. Lightning flashed in her left hand, and flames danced in her right. One was cold and the other hot, one was strong and the other fierce, which made her features stand out.

"Left thunder, right fire, first burn away all falsehoods, then suppress them with thunder."

However, the awakening of power did not stop there.

A faint, almost imperceptible chill suddenly emanated from Chu Ge's fingertips.

In just a moment, the cold air erupted like a tsunami!

Click—!

Fine icicles spread rapidly from beneath the feet, frost swept across the entire palace, the air froze instantly, and white mist rose.

Crystalline ice flowers bloomed amidst her white hair, and a chilling icy mist swirled around her. Chu Ge's red eyes reflected a bone-chilling light, making her appear like a frozen demon god—serene, cold, and unapproachable.

She gently raised her hand, and a translucent ice lotus slowly condensed in her palm. The extreme cold heralded the arrival of the third type of power.

Ice type, awakened.

"This! How is this possible!"