The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in with Sakura Dormitory

"Sigh! There's nothing I can do. I actually wanted to arrive on time too."

Although she was sighing, Aoyama Nanami, who was looking at Jiang Jing who didn't seem to care, was a little disgusted. Jiang Jing was never late or absent, had excellent grades, and was also an executive member of the student council.

"Do you come to bed on time? I think you should move out of Sakura Dormitory as soon as possible. You weren't like this before. Is it really true, as others say, that you've been assimilated by the Sakura Dormitory virus?"

"The Sakura-sou virus, if it really exists, I'd like to see it for myself." Jiang Jing smiled.

Sakura Dormitory is practically a taboo place in Suiko High School. All the students avoid the people who live there like the plague, and all sorts of bad rumors circulate among them, becoming increasingly outrageous as the rumors spread.

However, Jiang Jing believes that this is more of a slanderous accusation born of jealousy and envy.

For example, Mitaka Jin, who spent the night with the emperor, was not only a womanizer, but also a famous screenwriter when he was still a high school senior, and his works were frequently featured in magazines, which was enviable and admirable.

Kamiigusa Misaki, who is full of energy every day like an alien, is even more abnormal than Mitaka Jin. She is a famous animation production genius girl in the whole school, and she has sold the copyrights of several popular animations before she even graduated.

The other one who never showed up, Ryunosuke Akasaka, was a genius engineer who was poached by a software development company for a high price when he was a first-year high school student. He spent every day in his room developing the software that was commissioned to him, and he never showed up for a whole semester.

As for Shiina Mashiro, who just moved into Sakura-sou, her background is even more astonishing. She is a world-renowned genius and beautiful girl painter whose paintings have won many world-class awards.

Compared to this, Kanda Sorata, a second-year student in the general studies department, appears quite mediocre.

If things had continued normally, it wouldn't have been long before he felt the invisible pressure from those geniuses and chose to either escape Sakura-sou and return to a normal life, or be provoked into a fit of rage, then try, fail, turn evil, try again, and fail again in a vicious cycle.

After all, no matter how hard ordinary people try, it's difficult for them to catch up with even more hardworking geniuses.

But that was the old Kanda Sorata. For Jiang Jing, who has now awakened his memories, genius? What is that?

Just like his conversation with Shiina Mashiro when they first met, his color was chaos, and if he wanted to emit that color, he could emit that dazzling light.

Without relying on extraordinary power, with his knowledge and understanding of all things in the world, he could quickly reach the peak no matter which path he chose, provided he wanted to or not.

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Chapter 11 Fusion Failure

Unable to understand Kanda Sorata's current thoughts, Aoyama Nanami, a model student, turned back with some disappointment.

Seeing the river view, he smiled, and then, under the teacher's furrowed brows and gaze, he lay down on the table, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.

However, what appears to be sleeping to outsiders is actually the Kryptonian gene chain composed of 3,600 law runes slowly rotating in the center of Jiang Jing's sea of ​​consciousness. Law rune information chains appear on the outer perimeter, but each time they come into contact with and merge with the Kryptonian gene chain, they explode and collapse instantly.

The information chains composed of countless law runes appeared and disappeared. Each information chain represented a powerful life form's bloodline ability. Jiang Jing was deducing the second stage of the superhuman bloodline, adding preparations to deal with magical creatures that he might encounter in the future.

The giant dragon that appeared this morning made Jiang Jing keenly aware that while the supernatural forces hidden within this world might not be very strong, they seemed quite active.

While the Kryptonian bloodline is indeed very strong, its weaknesses are also obvious, such as the various Kryptonite, over-reliance on the yellow sun, and extremely low resistance to magical and mystical powers.

These weaknesses will only disappear when one evolves into a Silver Superman or a Gold Superman, but it's unknown how long that will take.

At the same time, Superman's abilities are also very limited, with only a few ranged attacks such as Super Vision, unlike the diverse abilities found in cultivation, martial arts, and magic factions.

Therefore, when Jiang Jing first began to condense the bloodline imprint, he did not condense the complete Golden Superman bloodline imprint, but only the most basic Kryptonian bloodline genes.

Firstly, it was uncertain whether there was anything in this world that could restrain Superman. Secondly, Jiang Jing knew very well that his Kryptonian bloodline was insufficient for him to reach the pinnacle of all realms.

His plan was to use the rudimentary superhuman bloodline as a foundation, dividing it into stages of bloodline purification and evolution. Each stage would involve adding and fusing a Great Dao-level divine or demonic bloodline ability, ultimately forging the strongest true bloodline body.

Of course, these are all his ideas, and he is not sure if they will succeed.

Although he reached the pinnacle of godhood and demonhood in just a few decades by taking advantage of the special nature of the Nightmare Space in his previous life, his accumulated foundation was insignificant compared to the terrifying beings in other universes that had existed for millions of years.

Failure was inevitable from the start.

Having been given a second chance, and with the Nightmare Space no longer pressing him, Jiang Jing is now unhurried and prepared to slowly replenish the time his soul lacks in its baptism of time.

The passage of time is not only about the form of power, but also about the understanding of time and all things. For example, sitting in the classroom with a detached mindset, watching all kinds of people and the atmosphere gave Jiang Jing a different kind of insight.

"The fusion of the Abyss Demon's Undying Body failed; the fusion of the Void Dragon's Demonless Body failed; the fusion of the Celestial Race's Light Body failed..."

"Is the exclusivity of a Great Dao level bloodline really that strong?" After trying to deduce more than thirty powerful bloodlines in a row, all of which ended in failure, Jiang Jing had no choice but to stop.

"Ha... I'm so tired, I'll take a nap." Jiang Jing yawned, his mental energy almost completely depleted, and then in the morning, Jiang Jing really did fall asleep in other people's eyes.

However, just as the teacher left the classroom, Jiang Jing yawned, looked up to catch his breath, stood up, stretched, and walked out.

When Jiang Jing arrived at the art classroom, he saw Shiina Mashiro sitting there all alone, while her classmates were gathered in twos and threes, eating their lunchboxes and chatting and laughing.

Japan values ​​atmosphere, especially in schools. New transfer students who can't fit in will be ostracized and seen as outsiders by their classmates.

Shiina Mashiro, who is beautiful, good at drawing, and gives the impression of being quiet and ladylike, is not proactive in striking up conversations and making friends, and is thus subtly excluded.

Jiang Jing approached Shiina Mashiro and said, "I knew you were still here."

"Also, didn't I tell you to wait for me at the cafeteria after class when we parted this morning?"

"I forgot where the restaurant is." The girl looked up at the river view and said blankly.

"Who was it that confidently said they remembered it yesterday?" Jiang Jing couldn't help but complain. After taking Shiina Mashiro on a tour of the school yesterday, the girl swore that she remembered it.

"Let's go."

Amidst the astonished gazes of those around them, the quiet and elegant young girl followed Jiang Jing out silently, prompting two male high school students to reveal envious looks.

Many schools in Japan do not have cafeterias, but Sumei High School, being an affiliated high school of Sumei University of the Arts, has added a cafeteria for students and teachers.

Yesterday, I ate bread at Jiangjing and didn't like the taste, so today I brought Shiina Mashiro along to try it out.

"Fried pork cutlet, fried tofu, miso soup, and two servings of rice."

"Sora, I want this."

"No."

"why?"

"I don't have any money."

Other high school boys might feel embarrassed or ashamed to say the word "no money," especially when they are in front of a beautiful girl and there are many people watching.

However, Jiang Jing was looking at Shiina Mashiro with annoyance: "You've eaten up all my allowance for the next week. Now I only have this much left. After we finish eating, I'm going to ask Chihiro-sensei for your allowance."

"This is what we'll have for lunch. We have no other choice."

"Sorata is so annoying."

Having been taken care of since childhood and having no concept of money, Shiina Mashiro's expression rarely changed. She pouted slightly and obediently followed behind Jiang Jing, holding a plate in her hand.

"If you're picky about food, fine, but why are you giving it to me?" Jiang Jing raised an eyebrow as he looked at the extra vegetables in his bowl.

"Rita said we shouldn't waste food." After putting all the food she didn't like into Jiang Jing's bowl, Shiina Mashiro finally began to eat, satisfied.

"Wow...that must be the new art transfer student, she's so pretty."

"Don't speak. They all live in Sakura-sou. Be careful not to get infected with the Sakura-sou virus."

Unaffected by the fearful stares around him, Jiang Jing escorted Zhenbai back to her classroom after finishing his meal, and then went to the faculty and staff classroom.

"Chihiro-sensei, have you forgotten something?"

"what?"

After finishing her meal, Chihiro Sengoku, who was sitting at her desk leisurely drinking tea and pretending to be a lady, looked up blankly.

“Shiina’s living expenses, yesterday morning she ate two Baumkuchen cakes, lunch was two cakes totaling 1,600 yen, and in the afternoon she carelessly opened the packaging at the supermarket to pay for it… Including lunch, it’s a total of 5,100 yen. Here’s the money.” Jiang Jing placed his hand in front of Chihiro Sengoku.

Seeing a student so brazenly asking a teacher for money, the teachers who were taking a lunch break or reading documents nearby also looked over, their eyes showing interest.

"That's easy to say. By the way, Kanda-kun, it's been two days since school started, and it seems you haven't submitted your application yet." Chihiro nodded, then changed the subject.

"You can fill in any college application form. Right now, the main thing is Shiina's living expenses. Chihiro-sensei, please don't say you don't have any."

"Shiina has already spent all my living expenses for the next few days. If I run out of money, I'll have to hand her over to you. I can't afford to support her anymore." Jiang Jing wasn't fooled.

"You can't treat volunteering like a game. It's about your future, so you have to make a careful decision." Chihiro Sengoku looked at Jiang Jing seriously.

"Okay, I'll think about this when I get back, but we're talking about living expenses right now."

Faced with Jiang Jing's unwavering will, Chihiro Sengoku, who tried to change the subject several times, gave Jiang Jing all the money she had left, more than 3,000 yen, because of the surrounding teachers' gazes.

Then he said he would give the rest to him that night, as he hadn't brought that much money with him when he went out today.

However, Jiang Jing felt that the teacher's words were somewhat perfunctory. Could it be that she had taken Shiina Mashiro's living expenses and used them? It seemed that Shiina Mashiro came back last night carrying a lot of new cosmetics...

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In the afternoon, Jiang Jing went to the rooftop to sleep again.

Since the start of the new semester yesterday, Jiang Jing has been either sleeping in class or sleeping on the rooftop. His self-destructive behavior has surprised many people.

In the evening, Misaki Kamiigusa, who was on duty today, was preparing dinner behind the kitchen counter. Seemingly inspired by the sumptuous summer dishes that Eijing had prepared yesterday, she went to the supermarket after school and bought a lot of high-end ingredients and has been busy ever since.

In the living room, Jiang Jing sat at the table playing on his laptop. Shiina Mashiro followed Jiang Jing back and went upstairs to draw comics.

"Sora, what are you looking at?"

Just then, Mitaka Jin walked in through the doorway, holding his phone in one hand. Judging from the happy expression on his face, he must have just finished a phone call with some pretty lady.

"Teacher Qianxun asked about my aspirations again at noon today, so I've been thinking about what I want to do in the future. That's why I'm looking online to see if I can find any inspiration." Jiang Jing waved his hand lazily.

In the afternoon, I continued to deduce the gene information chain on the rooftop, which completely depleted my mental energy, which I had only partially recovered, leaving me listless.

"Oh right, I forgot to congratulate Senior Ren and Senior Sister. Senior Sister's work has been bought and will be developed into a game. It was even featured in a magazine. That's amazing."

As soon as Jiang Jing appeared in the search bar, dozens of results popped up. The top result was a photo of her with Mitaka Jin, with a description of her work on the side.

Mitaka Jin paused, glanced at his notebook, then turned to look at Kamiigusa Misaki, who was preparing dinner, with a complicated expression. He shook his head slightly and said self-deprecatingly, "It's not that I'm good, it's that Misaki is good."

As he spoke, Mitaka Jin walked to the opposite side of the river view, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"Not at all, Ren-senpai, you're too modest." As he spoke, Jiang Jing typed Shiina Mashiro's name into the search box, and hundreds of results popped up. He then clicked on the top one.

"Besides, you can't compare people. Comparing people will only make you angry. Look at Shiina, who needs someone to take care of her every day when she washes her face. Tsk tsk, she's an internationally renowned genius girl painter."

Looking at the beautiful young woman in a red off-the-shoulder dress on the stage, attracting the attention of countless people, Jiang Jing couldn't help but shake his head with a sigh.

"Look, in Sakurasou, you're a screenwriter who became famous even before graduating from high school, and Misaki is a famous genius monster in the anime industry."

"Junior, I'm clearly so cute and pretty, how can you call me a monster?" Misaki protested from afar, waving her spoon.

"Excuse me, I misspoke. You must be an alien."

"Not to mention Shiina, that single-minded creature, even Akasaka, who never leaves the house, is already a perverted high school sophomore who is a senior engineer in a large club."

"The remaining Chihiro is also a well-known 'battle-hardened single woman,' busy with matchmaking every day but always unable to sell herself. However, her spirit of repeated failures is commendable."

"Among the six people in Sakura Dormitory, I am the only one with an average appearance, an average personality, an average height, and average grades. I don't even know what to fill in for my college application."