Superpowered Love Academy

Superpowered Love Academy

Author: Night Shadow Princess

Summary:

When the dark star fell to earth, humanity entered the Dark Ages.

Some of these powerful superhumans banished the darkness, established city-states, and erected high walls to keep out the dangers of the outside world.

These people call themselves—Light Bearers.

They believed in the Three Commandments and established the Council of Cinder. Through strict discipline and great power, humanity gradually regained its glory.

But power always breeds corruption, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.

As a good student of the Mirror Space Academy established by the Lightbringers.

Zuo Le was the one who carried out the corruption.

However, in the process of carrying out corruption, Zuo Le gradually encountered some people who changed him...

The languid, aloof white-haired girl: "Does 'affection level' refer to the relationship between you and me? Why does it keep increasing?"

The adorable yet mischievous He Guangzhe: "Love is only fun when you do it with someone you like, Zuo Le..."

The resolute yet fragile female martial arts champion: "If it's Zuo Le, I think marriage isn't an unacceptable choice."

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Chapter 1: Can I see the favorability rating?

Mirror Space Academy, Shanghai, 99th year of the Gregorian calendar.

Because it was Friday, a day for public awareness campaigns, the campus radio was once again polluting the students' ears.

[Dear students and faculty, a century after the cataclysmic events, humanity's extraordinary endeavors have made remarkable progress, achieving outstanding results across the board!]

This year, the number of new students at Mirror Sky Academy exceeded 20,000, a significant increase compared to last year. Under the leadership of the Lightbringer, our academy's extraordinary advancement rate reached 99.7%. Even the 0.3% who failed were due to insufficient personal resolve!

[Recently, the Jinghu Spirit Dust Refinery achieved a technological breakthrough, producing 2,000 kilograms of spirit dust per day, exceeding its annual target by 800%, and its production capacity is rapidly increasing.]

[Good news has arrived from the front lines: Three days ago, during a raid in the Dark Zone, the Hunter forces annihilated 2,600 Abominations and killed a Tier 6 Disaster - Corruption Snail. This is a victory for the Lightbearers, a victory for the people.]

We firmly believe that no malice is too great for the Lightbringers to conquer, and no Dark Zone is too insurmountable for humanity! Our motto is: Rebuild Glory, Eradicate the Black Beasts!

This information was broadcast over and over again, as if afraid that the students in the academy wouldn't know how great the current Lightbearers were.

Unlike the noisy central campus.

The Psychic Class 2 was currently in an eerie silence.

Everyone in the class, from the instructor to the students, was watching the person lying on the teaching demonstration platform.

Is he dead?

"do not know."

Before Zuo Le's consciousness returned, his entire spirit was immersed in a purple void.

The next second, he had the illusion that his mind and reality were being torn apart.

He made a swallowing motion, trying to speak, but no sound came out; he could only squeeze out some noises from his throat.

'Huh...uh...'

It felt like something was blocking my throat. With a flick of my tongue, I tasted the sweetness of blood that filled my mouth. The excruciating pain spread from my brain to my entire body, as if I had been run over by a giant calamity.

These actions seemed to have attracted attention, and various discussions began to circulate.

"Huh? Zuo Le seems to have moved slightly."

"He's still alive?"

"Don't touch Tangyuan. If he wakes up and starts clinging to you, you're doomed."

"Senior Brother Zuo Le is not that kind of person."

"You can know a person's face but not their heart."

"No, his arms and neck are bleeding. If we don't stop the bleeding, something bad will happen."

"Heh, so what if something happens? It would be best if he died, since nobody cares anyway."

"Get out of my way!"

"Everyone step back. The residual energy from the spirit communication ritual hasn't dissipated yet. You need to keep a distance of more than 3 meters."

The cacophony of sounds rushed into my ears like a tidal wave.

But one voice popped directly into my head, and I really hated it...

[You said you'd get it done by noon, why isn't it done yet? What the hell are you doing?]

The sound made Zuo Le open his eyes with difficulty. His vision was blurry, and he could only see a few swaying shadows not far away.

The lights were very bright.

He lay on the ground trying to get up, but his body responded by wriggling like a maggot on the cold floor.

where is this?

His last memory was of a vacation night when he downloaded a game called "Darkest Hour" from the internet, created a character, and started...

And then? Now, here's what happens next.

"Look, he opened his eyes!"

A middle-aged man in a blue robe squatted at the edge of the spirit communication array and fiddled with his fingers.

"Zuo Le? Zuo Le? Can you hear me?"

Zuo Le stared at his face for several seconds, then suddenly felt that the face looked familiar. A thought suddenly popped into her mind: he was Shen He, the associate professor of the Psychic Department of Jingkong Academy.

wrong!

Zuo Le shook his head violently.

He had no idea what Mirror Sky Academy was, nor did he know Shen He, but he did know Shen He of Mirror Sky Academy.

What the hell? What promises and vows?

As soon as the thought came to mind, Zuo Le had the illusion of wanting to defend his brain, but he quickly gave up. Thinking had become a very tiring thing for him at the moment.

Shen He, a psychic instructor at Jingkong Academy, has contracted a vengeful spirit called the "Mist Demon" as his summoning beast.

He was rigid and cold-tongued, but he was actually very responsible and took good care of Zuo Le, even making him his daily teaching assistant.

The most crucial point is...

Zuo Le created a character in "Darkest Hour" who is a psychic, while Shen He is a novice mentor for the psychic profession.

This is also why Zuo Le had a clear impression of him.

Her thoughts drifted here without her noticing, and Zuo Le's pupils trembled slightly with surprise, her heart filled with hesitation.

cross?

He glanced around again; it really did resemble the psychic classroom in the game.

He struggled to sit up, but the excruciating pain caused him to fall back to the ground.

He glanced to the side and saw that his left arm had been pierced by a fragment of bone. Blood flowed down his clothes, soaking all his fingernails and dripping onto the spirit array beneath him.

The crimson hue permeated the spiritual array patterns, and the pulsation of spiritual energy caused these crimson markings to emit a dark red glow.

Zuo Le recognized the scene at a glance.

A failed psychic ritual!

Players are guaranteed to succeed in their psychic rituals, but during the game's story progression, they will encounter a student who failed in their psychic ritual.

Clearly, he has now become the loser.

"Zuo Le, can you hear me?" Shen He's voice came again, filled with obvious worry.

Zuo Le took a deep breath to calm herself down.

He licked his chapped lips and nodded slowly:

"Yes, teacher."

"Okay, don't move around. Wait for the infirmary staff to come. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Failure is normal."

"I know."

Zuo Le was still in excruciating pain, so much so that his lips and fingers trembled as he spoke, but he remained calm.

Seeing his disciple's restrained and silent state, Shen He was slightly worried.

A few steps away, a girl with a slightly chubby face and a very sweet appearance clasped her hands together, pursed her lips, lowered her head, and spoke in a voice barely audible.

"Senior Brother Zuo Le, are you alright?"

Seeing her expression, Zuo Le felt a sense of helplessness. He realized that he had reached an age where he could see through a young girl's thoughts at a glance.

Yes, how could an adult not see the girl's embarrassment?

Just as he was about to speak, a list box appeared at the edge of his line of sight, corresponding to the girl's position.

【sweet dumpling】

【Favourability: 70】

【Characteristic C - Sweet Girl】: She is born sweet and delicious, and of course, sweetness here refers not only to her personality.

[Introduction: A sweet and adorable junior high school girl, her secret crush is practically written all over her face, making her irresistible.]

Zuo Le had always considered himself to be a fairly calm person, but he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment at this moment.

He immediately looked at Shen He beside him, and only after confirming that the favorability list did not appear next to his mentor did he look back at the girl in front of him.

The list is still there...

He rubbed his fingers together to calm himself, maintaining his previous indifferent expression:

"I am fine."

Sensing Zuo Le's coldness, the girl's eyes dimmed, and her voice became even softer than before.

"I'm glad you're alright."

After the girl lowered her head, Zuo Le watched in disbelief as the "Affection Level" column changed from 70 to 69.

This is a bit outrageous...

Before they could continue studying the favorability rating, the staff from the academy's medical clinic arrived. As they quickly stopped Zuo Le's bleeding, they heard that unpleasant voice again.

[So you failed after all? You can't even do something this simple right, you're such a loser!]

"Who?"

Chapter 2 Missing Person Notice: Tu Mi

Zuo Le covered his ears in surprise and looked around. He was sure that no one had spoken just now.

If he had only heard such a voice once, he could have used illusion, confusion, or auditory hallucination as excuses. But this is the second time, and what the other person is saying is clearly not normal.

"What's wrong?" Shen He noticed Zuo Le's unusual behavior and asked.

"It's nothing, just a bit of tinnitus, I'm having auditory hallucinations."

Zuo Le shook his head, and out of wariness of the unfamiliar environment and people, he did not reveal the matter.

The medical staff worked quickly, and after a simple hemostasis, they lifted Zuo Le onto a stretcher and rushed her to the infirmary.

Upon arriving at the infirmary, the wound was treated and bandaged. After going through the whole process, it was already 1 p.m.

Throughout the ordeal, mentor Shen He remained, only breathing a sigh of relief and offering words of comfort after confirming that Zuo Le was no longer in serious condition.

"Zuo Le, the success or failure of a spirit communication ritual depends not only on theory but also on a bit of luck."

Upon hearing this, Zuo Le knew that Shen He was saying these comforting words because he was afraid that Zuo Le might do something rash.