Ancheng No.1 High School, the last day of the college entrance examination.

As the bell rang to signal the end of the last exam, Wei Qingzhou put down his pen, stretched, and let out a long sigh.

Ten years of hard study, two whole years of studying and doing exercises, have come to an end at this moment.

He walked out of the examination room with the crowd. Some people rushed to the school gate to grab the "interview rights" of various media, some compared answers with each other, some shouted "Where's my mom?", and some had already started discussing which internet cafe to go to for an all-nighter.

Wei Qingzhou stood alone, his expression calm, not at all like someone taking the college entrance examination.

His exam venue happened to be on his own campus, a journey he had taken for three years, but today it felt especially different.

Especially the honor roll at the school gate.

Before leaving, Wei Qingzhou paused in front of the honor roll.

Every quarter, this glass display case showcases the top students in the grade, both as a recognition of their academic achievements and as a role model for younger students.

The shop window displays photos, each with two lines of text below it: the person's name, age, and a "motto" or "unique quote".

The first picture on the far left is naturally of Zhao Qihang, the top student in the grade. He's making a standard thunderbolt gesture, and his exclusive quote reads: "The world is decided; those below cannot defy those above!"

The guy next to me, who was second in the grade, crossed his arms and looked down on everyone else: "I never come in second, unless the first place person has a fever."

Further to the right, the third-ranked student in the grade presses his middle finger against his glasses, saying, "You think I'm doing practice problems? No, I'm testing your mentality."

They're all incredibly arrogant and pretentious.

At the very bottom of the first column of the honor roll, there was a photo that seemed a bit out of place.

The boy in the photo is wearing a blue school uniform, with a calm expression, standing straight, and not posing at all, looking as serious as if he were taking an ID photo.

The caption below the photo reads: Wei Qingzhou, fourth in his grade.

The quote has only seven characters—

The light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains.

No thunderous gestures, no pretentious quotes.

Aside from being handsome, he was practically unremarkable among a group of academically gifted students with their own unique characteristics.

"A new generation replaces the old, and the honor roll is about to welcome a new master."

Wei Qingzhou expressed his feelings.

At this moment, he was truly like a knight-errant standing on a lone boat, drifting away with the river.

The light boat has already passed ten thousand mountains; he is but a passerby, while the mountains have never moved.

This mountain may become someone else's scenery, but there is another scenery waiting for Wei Qingzhou.

"Buzz"

My phone vibrated. It was a message from our homeroom teacher in the class group: "Students, you've worked hard. Get some rest before the results come out, and don't be too anxious."

anxiety?

Wei Qingzhou smiled slightly as he read the message.

For a top student who was admitted to university through the guaranteed admission program, taking the college entrance examination was just a way to experience life.

In his father's words, "The Wei family's ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke; they've produced a 'top scholar' who got into a 985 university!"

The description of him as the top scholar is a bit of an exaggeration, but in Weijia Village, he was indeed the first of his kind.

Wei Qingzhou's father, Wei Jianguo, worked on construction sites in other provinces, where he was responsible for tying steel bars and often traveled around with the construction team.

His mother is in poor health and takes medication regularly, so the family's expenses are entirely covered by his father's earnings from working on construction sites.

Ten thousand yuan a month sounds like a lot, but after deducting medical expenses, rent, and living expenses, there's not much left.

When you go to university, the tuition, accommodation, and living expenses for four years will cost at least 100,000 yuan.

This money is another huge burden for the family.

Wei Qingzhou put his phone back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and weaved through the crowded throng.

Amidst the crowd, one could hear a chorus of mothers' voices.

Wei Qingzhou's family lives in the countryside, and he rents a house. The rented house is not far from the school, only a seven or eight-minute walk away.

I rented a one-bedroom apartment on the first floor of an old residential complex for 300 yuan a month. The living room and bedroom were combined, and apart from a bed, a table, and a cabinet, there was almost no room for anything else.

They spend an extra 300 yuan a month to rent a house near the school so that Wei Qingzhou can study quietly, go to school more conveniently, and sleep a few more minutes in the morning.

Back in the rented room, a wave of stuffy heat hit me.

June already hinted at the summer heat, but this small apartment didn't even have an air conditioner. There was only an old-fashioned floor fan in the corner, which would creak and groan when turned on, blowing out hot air.

Wei Qingzhou was already used to the stuffy heat of the room and didn't pay much attention. He put down his backpack, picked up the water bottle on the table, and took a big gulp to replenish the water lost through sweat.

Out of the corner of his eye, the young man let out a soft "hmm".

There is a "Confirmation Letter for Admission to Recommended Students" on the table. It belongs to a 985 university. I opened it three days ago and looked at it, but it has been sitting on the table without being signed.

During these few days of the college entrance examination, he was a little conflicted, wondering whether he should settle for a less prestigious university and choose a more ordinary one, so that he could get a substantial scholarship.

However, apart from the "Confirmation Letter of Admission for Recommended Students", there should be no third thing.

But at this moment, there is also a golden card.

It looks like pure gold.

"Was your house broken into?"

Wei Qingzhou looked around and thought that if he were a thief, he would definitely keep his eyes open and would never choose a poor old thief.

"There are suddenly a lot of cards on the table. What kind of plot development is this? I hope the other party is a Robin Hood-like thief who sees that my family is too poor and gives me a gold card."

Wei Qingzhou put down the kettle, and without hesitation, picked up the card.

The moment he received it, the gold card shimmered with iridescent light, projecting lines of text that appeared before his eyes:

[Wei Qingzhou, male, 18 years old, 183cm, 72kg. Based on multidimensional observation and evaluation, you have qualified as a "reincarnated being".]

Would you be willing to become a reincarnator and travel to various realms to carry out missions?

All your abilities and tasks will be observed and interfered with in real time by a higher-dimensional audience—the "gods."

[Note: Becoming a reincarnator grants extraordinary abilities. Completing the mission yields generous rewards. Failure to complete the mission will erase all related memories, returning you to an ordinary life.]

Please make your choice!

All the text flickered and disappeared, replaced by a larger, glaringly red pop-up window with only two words—

【whether】

Wei Qingzhou was taken aback at first.

Immediately, my heart, which hadn't even been beating that fast during the college entrance exam, began to race violently.

system!

Reincarnated Ones!

He knows it all too well.

As a high school student, besides studying and doing practice problems, Wei Qingzhou also has hobbies, such as reading novels, especially various online novels, in his spare time.

The "All Heavens Flow" style is one of Wei Qingzhou's favorite genres!

He used to spend countless nights curled up in this small bed, holding his phone, watching the protagonists in novels travel through countless worlds, gain abilities, and defy fate.

He thought such stories only existed in novels.

It should only exist in novels!

But now, a golden card tells him that this is reality.

"The Reincarnated One..."

Wei Qingzhou clenched his fists, his heart pounding as if it would burst out of his chest.

Excitement! Thrilling!

He instinctively wanted to find someone to share this earth-shattering news with, only to find that he didn't really have any friends to share it with.

Do not!

Even close friends cannot share it.

When Wei Qingzhou read novels, he knew that as long as the protagonist was normal, no idiot would reveal anything about the system or cheat abilities, not even to their parents.

Because this is the biggest secret!

"call……"

Wei Qingzhou took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions and quickly calmed himself down.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and solemnly pointed at the light screen.

【Yes】

The light screen disappeared, and the golden card transformed into a stream of light, disappearing into Wei Qingzhou's brow.

The next moment, a cold, mechanical notification sound exploded in my ears:

[The host has agreed to become a reincarnator. Binding to the Multiverse Reincarnation System has begun...]

[Binding successful!]

[Since there is currently no "god" observing or intervening, initial abilities will be randomly selected!]

[Extracting initial abilities...]

Seeing the newly appeared pop-up window, Wei Qingzhou's heart raced, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

Moving mountains and filling seas, plucking stars and seizing the moon, ever-changing abilities, stopping time, shifting the universe—the novel is filled with just too many powers.

What ability will he draw?

It'd better be powerful!

[Drawing complete.]

[Congratulations, host. You have gained the initial ability: to throw a steel coil at supersonic speed with one hand.]

[Ability Description: You can lift any steel coil with one hand and throw it at the speed of sound (340m/s). During the throw, the steel coil will remain structurally stable until it hits the target.]

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