I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

A group of ants who have received the grace of light, yet are only fit to crawl in the shadows.

To presume to understand the power of God with such pathetic wisdom, to be terrified by the incomprehension, and to let that terrification breed an arrogant desire to control everything—this is utterly despicable.

It has a human head, but inside it is barren mud that cannot even reflect the vastness of the universe or the brilliance of the gods.

To mistake salvation for a threat and grace for shackles is an utterly incorrigible folly and arrogance.

These inherently evil politicians, I will personally deal with them—ah...

Kaguya Shinomiya's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, as if she had realized something. Her raging anger was instantly extinguished by the cold reality. Her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the bed sheet beside her, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

She was just an ordinary young lady from a sheltered family; she simply didn't have that kind of power...

but--

"Kaguya-san?"

Fujiwara Chika keenly sensed the sudden change in atmosphere. Feeling somewhat uneasy, she cautiously shook Shinomiya Kaguya's arm.

"What's wrong? You look terrible..."

"I am fine."

Kaguya Shinomiya gently pulled her hand away, her voice devoid of any emotion, but the chill in her red eyes was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine.

"Fujiwara-san, thank you for telling me all this."

"Eh? Uh..." Fujiwara Chika tilted her head and blinked. "You're welcome...?"

Kaguya Shinomiya has made up her mind; she's going to sue her mother.

Main text: Chapter Sixty-Eight M…MAC Team Established? Really?

Chiba Municipal Sobu High School.

Tomorrow is the official start of classes, and the campus is unusually quiet today.

Sunlight pierced through the sparse clouds, spilling onto the empty playground and the corridors of the teaching building. Only a few students or teachers walked by, their footsteps echoing in the silence.

Li Qingyang followed behind Kato and her daughter at a leisurely pace, looking just like a problem student being escorted by his parents to complete some paperwork.

The air around us was filled with the unique scent of youthful hormones and the smell of ink from books.

Ah, school... it's been so long.

From the moment he stepped into the department, his youth was gone forever.

It's quite interesting that I'm now able to enter the school as a young man.

Hmph, I never expected that after being defeated by Wang Chuangfei, I would regain my youth! In this life, I will no longer be a corporate slave; I will graduate with a score of over 700 and reach the pinnacle of life!

Just thinking about it makes me laugh. If you can turn into Ultraman and save the world, who would still care about studying?

Li Qingyang looked around with great interest.

The bulletin board was covered with faded club recruitment posters, and rows of neat desks could be glimpsed through the corridor windows.

For him now, everything seems so new, yet so distant.

"Xiao Hui, when you get to your new school, be sure to take the initiative to get along well with your classmates."

Mrs. Kato walked ahead, gently giving her instructions.

"I can't always be alone and quiet like before."

"Ah."

Kato Megumi responded softly, maintaining her calm and composed demeanor.

Mrs. Kato seemed to have gotten used to her daughter's personality, and then said warmly to Li Qingyang, "Speaking of which, all of this is thanks to Lord Zoffy. Now that social order has been restored so quickly, everyone feels more at ease, and schools have been able to resume classes so quickly."

Seeing the heartfelt gratitude and relief on the aunt's face, Li Qingyang twitched the corners of his mouth and very skillfully echoed, "Yes, yes."

Now that he's fully unleashed his power, he's become terrifyingly strong. Even if someone praises him to his face, he can still join in the praise without batting an eye.

Awkward? Socially dead? (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the initial question.)

It doesn't exist, there's even a tuft of pomegranate seeds. Liu Qi felt a little smug!

Lord Zoffy? That other lord? Shafulin? It is I! It is I!

The group quickly found the student life guidance room.

As I pushed open the door, a faint smell of tobacco and the scent of documents wafted out.

Behind the desk, a female teacher in a well-fitting white lab coat looked up from her documents at the sound. Her long, jet-black hair, like a waterfall, cascaded down her back and shoulders, reaching her knees. Its astonishing length and luster made the slightly dull air around her seem a little more lively.

"Hello, teacher, these are my daughter's transfer application materials."

Mrs. Kato explained her purpose in a gentle and earnest tone, and handed over the documents she had prepared to the female teacher behind the table.

The female teacher took the document, glanced at the three people, and then gave a gentle smile.

"My name is Hiratsuka Shizuka. I am the Japanese language teacher here and also in charge of life guidance."

Hiratsuka Shizuka placed the documents on the table and pulled a pen from the pen holder with a swift and efficient motion.

"The process of confirming the information is not complicated. It mainly involves confirming some basic information and registering the school uniform size. Please have a seat, student."

Okay.

Kato Megumi obediently sat down and began to answer some of Hiratsuka Shizuka's questions.

Oh...it's the real, lovely Jing!

Li Qingyang's gaze lingered for a moment on Hiratsuka Shizuka's heroic face, and he sighed inwardly.

They look much better in real life than in anime, mainly because of their vibrant energy, which is something two-dimensional characters can't match...

Li Qingyang had no interest in the conversation about school regulations and procedures. Bored, he took out his phone and started scrolling through Twitter.

A bolded official news notification suddenly popped up.

The Japanese government has urgently established a special response unit—MAC (Space Monster Attack Team)—to address the escalating monster threat and protect public safety.

What's all that noise?

MAC team? ???

Is it true or false?

You dare to use such an unlucky name?

Li Qingyang's lips twitched violently.

Damn it, I just don't understand the thought process of these shit-loving guys!

Why did they have to use MAC's name for the Special Response Unit?

You guys also want to be like Leo, setting up a headquarters in space, only to get whipped to pieces by monsters, and then have your whole team swallowed whole by a disc-shaped creature?!

The process of completing the formalities was smoother than I had imagined.

Hiratsuka Shizuka put down her pen, neatly arranged the stamped document, and handed it back to Mrs. Kato.

"These are the basic procedures. Next, please take your daughter to the infirmary, where the teacher will measure her school uniform size."

"Okay, okay, thank you so much, Hiratsuka-sensei."

Mrs. Kato quickly stood up to thank him, a grateful smile on her face, and took her daughter's hand to leave.

Kato Megumi also stood up and bowed slightly to Hiratsuka Shizuka, her movements obedient.

"You're welcome."

Hiratsuka Shizuka returned a gentle smile, but her gaze unconsciously drifted toward the silent boy.

Li Qingyang put away his phone, his face expressionless, and silently followed behind Kato and her daughter out of the student guidance room.

The door was gently closed, shutting out the footsteps in the corridor.

The office fell silent again.

Hiratsuka Shizuka leaned back in her chair, her fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on the table, her gaze fixed on the now empty doorway.

That boy...

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, his presence was as faint as a shadow, but for some reason, I always felt a strange sense of unease.

An ordinary high school student shouldn't have that kind of look in their eyes.

That calmness wasn't like introversion; it was more like... a kind of tranquility and indifference after experiencing too many storms.

This reminded her of a student who had been on leave for a long time...

Hiratsuka Shizuka took a cigarette from the pen holder but didn't light it. She simply held it between her fingers and fell into deep thought.

A moment later, she took out her phone and dialed a number.

"Moshi moshi, it's me, Hiratsuka Shizuka. How have you been lately, Hachiman?"

"Hehe... Taking care of family is hard work? Don't be ridiculous, teacher. I know that everyone in the world has been completely healed by that person's light. Even that sickly old man from the Shinomiya Group is cured. Your cute little sister can't possibly be an exception, right?"

"Hmph... Alright, alright, no need to say so much. Now that things are getting better, it's about time to consider going back to school. Classes resume tomorrow, so if you don't have anything else to do, just come to school obediently. That's all!"

After hanging up the phone, having reminisced about that long-lost problem student for a while, Hiratsuka Shizuka felt a sense of satisfaction, let out a long sigh, and felt much more refreshed...

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(Thump—) He knelt down, raised the broken bowl with both hands, and showed a pitiful and miserable expression.

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Haha... Taking medicine didn't work, so I had to get an IV drip, which cost me hundreds of dollars – a huge loss.

I don't know how many anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medications they gave me; I have absolutely no energy...

Damn it, I'm so unlucky!

How could this be! If that's the case, then I'll have to update at least twice a day to keep my mouth shut!

Main text: Chapter Sixty-Nine: Nelonga Appears! Team MAC Strikes!

The smell of disinfectant wafted out from under the door, carrying with it the warmth of a ray of sunshine.

Mrs. Kato took her daughter into the infirmary. Li Qingyang leaned against the wall of the corridor, bored, with one hand in his pocket and the other swiping his phone.

On the screen, the official recruitment information for the MAC team, which had just been released, was at the top of the headlines. The wording was passionate and inspiring, calling on people with special talents to join them in defending their homeland.

The eager anticipation for Zoffy's human appearance was almost palpable, practically leaping off the screen and onto people's faces...

"Oh......"

The black-haired boy curled his lip in disdain.

I knew then that these idiots had no good intentions.

Isn't this just trying to find the human host and use him as a dog? Like I said, only an idiot would do that.

Kato Megumi stood quietly with her back straight, as the nurse in the health room pulled out the measuring tape with a soft "whoosh".

The yellow measuring tape with black markings gently encircled the girl's waist, tightening slightly and pressing a slender indentation into her casual clothes, like a docile snake carefully measuring a delicate work of art.

The bob-haired girl adjusted her breathing slightly, maintaining a delicate, dance-like balance, her ankles, clad in white socks, serenely pressed together.

Li Qingyang rolled his eyes expressionlessly, swiped his finger, and without hesitation, marked the news as uninteresting, blocking all related push notifications from the MAC team.

As I casually swiped my finger, a post title whose popularity was skyrocketing suddenly caught my eye.

Miracle: A painting that allows the world to once again feel divine grace

Hehe... So that must be me?

Li Qingyang became interested and clicked on the page. The first thing that popped up was a high-definition picture of a painting.

Without a complicated composition, the main subject of the picture is only a towering golden figure with an endless light bursting from it, but it is not dazzling. Instead, it brings a warmth and peace that permeates the soul.

The painter's technique is nothing short of masterful; every stroke precisely captures the texture of light, giving the two-dimensional canvas a three-dimensional depth and a sense of sacredness. Just looking at the picture is as if it can instantly transport the viewer back to the day of the 'Zoffy Miracle Day,' allowing them to once again bask in the radiance of the purifying world.

Holy crap, that's awesome.