Gaining a tiny bit of weight every day, my weight is a billion tons.

Su Ming's pupils contracted; there was no way to dodge!

He had just awakened, and the increasingly severe side effects had already begun to appear.

A feeling of heaviness in the body, coupled with early signs of osteoporosis.

This caused his neural responses to be completely unable to keep up with the burst of power from an S-class awakener.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly crossed his arms to protect himself in front of him.

"boom!"

The fiery fist slammed hard into Su Ming's arm.

A burning sensation tore through the skin of my forearm, and a sharp, teeth-grinding "crack" came from deep within my bones.

"Uh—" Su Ming groaned.

The force of the impact sent him staggering back five or six steps.

The sleeves of his worn-out school uniform were instantly burned to ashes, and the skin on his two forearms was red and blistered. The excruciating pain from his fractured ulna caused cold sweat to pour down his forehead.

But he gritted his teeth and refused to let out a single scream.

Zhao Kuo flicked the flame off his hand and smiled cruelly.

"Your bones are cracked, aren't they? Let's see how you block the next punch."

As he spoke, a lava fireball the size of a basketball began to condense in his palm, clearly indicating that he intended to kill!

"stop!"

Only then did Wang Jianguo, the homeroom teacher who had been watching the show from the sidelines, finally step forward, pretending to be serious.

He wasn't trying to protect Su Ming; instead, he pressed Zhao Kuo's hand down with a fawning expression.

"Young Master Zhao, please calm down. Using your lethal talent at school is against school rules."

The college entrance exam is just around the corner; it's not worth getting a disciplinary action for someone like that.

After saying that, he suddenly turned his head, pointed at Su Ming's nose, and started cursing.

"Su Ming! You're such an ungrateful wretch!"

The school treated you as an orphan and let you study for free for three years. Is this how you repay them?

Insulting classmates and provoking a martial arts genius!

Su Ming was also getting angry at this moment.

He clutched his fractured arm and stared coldly at Wang Jianguo.

"Who did I curse? He hit me first, are you blind?"

"Bullshit! You were the one who started the insults!"

Wang Jianguo is clearly mistaking a deer for a horse.

"I now formally declare that Su Ming is of bad character and has extremely poor talent."

Effective immediately, you are expelled from Class 2, Grade 12! You are not even qualified to take the college entrance examination!

"besides!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Wang Jianguo's eyes, and he added another sentence.

"In addition, I will apply to the federal government to cancel your monthly $800 orphan poverty benefit."

This statement was even more ruthless than Zhao Kuo's fiery fist.

For Su Ming, 800 yuan was not just for food, but also for buying calcium supplements to prolong his life.

He can kill without a knife, just by talking.

Su Ming stared intently at Wang Jianguo and said, word by word:

Article 17 of the Federal Law states that no one has the right to deprive an eligible person of their eligibility for college entrance examinations.

As long as I pass the written and practical exams, I can get a ticket to the Martial Arts University.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jianguo was taken aback at first, then sneered inwardly.

You bookworm, you've got the laws pretty well memorized.

But you've probably forgotten that even Tier 1 beasts vary in strength!

When the actual combat assessment comes, they'll assign you a berserk armored boar; you probably won't even leave a whole corpse behind.

He was still waiting for Zhao Kuo to finish his calculations when Zhao Kuo chuckled and stepped forward first.

"Since Su, the top student, is so knowledgeable about the law, he must also know that the college entrance examination practical assessment allows students to engage in challenge matches, right?"

He lowered his voice, like a cat teasing a mouse.

"I formally challenge you to the practical assessment arena in seven days. Once we're on the stage, life and death are in the hands of fate."

"I'm going to smash every last bone in your body, one by one, in front of the whole school."

Su Ming knew that in the face of an absolute difference in strength and status, making threats would only give the other party a little pleasure in mocking him, and would be meaningless.

Those with ability are just showing off; those without ability are just idiots.

He gave Zhao Kuo, Liu Ruyan, and that snobbish Wang Jianguo a deep look.

I will etch these three ugly faces into my mind.

Okay. See you in seven days for the college entrance exam.

After saying that, Su Ming turned around and, with slightly heavy steps due to his increased weight, strode out of the Awakening Hall.

All installed, run!

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As soon as Su Ming stepped out of the school gate, he felt as if his skin was filled with lead.

The side effects of "increasingly heavy" came on so quickly.

Su Ming looked up at the gray sky and let out a long breath.

From today onwards, Su Ming will stop pretending.

All that talk about being aloof, academic genius, and nonchalant—it's all bullshit.

He's just a poor loser, a clown, a guy who transmigrated here and is still being rubbed into the ground by fate.

But so what?

A smile appeared on his face, a smile that contained self-mockery, relief, and a little bit of—madness.

If I really have no luck, I can just go to the arena in seven days and get killed by Zhao Kuo, then delete my account and start over.

But what if I had a chance to turn things around, what if I had the resources to become stronger?

He will tell them everything that has been weighing on his mind today, in detail and truthfully.

I stumbled back to that cramped, low-rent room.

The moment he pushed open the door, Su Ming's body completely gave way.

With a dull thud from his kneecaps, Su Ming crashed onto the concrete floor, his forehead bruised and swollen.

He tried to push himself up from the ground.

The excruciating pain in his arms made him grimace again.

He could feel his body getting heavier and heavier every second.

That was his original talent.

It's not about becoming stronger, it's about being crushed to death by yourself.

Three years have passed, and I've been a diligent and good student—a mundane story that I was quite content with.

As a result, Awakening Day was completely crushed by fate.

His girlfriend ran away, the whole school laughed at him, and he even gained a talent for slow suicide.

If online novels were written like this, readers would definitely be cursing.

Those who are cursing must help me write a bad review for the Transmigrators Association!

At this moment, I had no time to fantasize about those wish-fulfillment stories in novels about "thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."

He lay there quietly on the rough ground.

His gaze was fixed on the crack in the ceiling.

A low laugh escaped his throat.

"Hahaha... Heavy? A little heavier! Osteoporosis? It'd be better if it were even looser!"

"As long as I live today, this world will tremble because of my 'weight'!"

This near-collapse madness seemed to have touched the edge of some taboo.

Just then, a cold, mechanical voice echoed deep within my mind.

[Severe bone density deficiency detected in the host, indicating a critical mass collapse crisis, meeting the activation criteria.]

[Analysis of the host's talent "F-rank - Increasingly Heavy" has begun... Analysis complete!]

[Matching you with the Origin Sequence Library of All Realms... Matching successful!]

[Sequence fit 100%!]

[Evolution and upgrades commencing... 10%... 20%... 100%!]

[Congratulations, host! Your talent has received an ultimate upgrade!]

[F-rank - Increasingly heavy, promoted to SSS-rank - Infinite quality evolution (unique)]

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