I'm a magnetic field madman

Although Bai Wujie strongly agreed with the theory that the strong must constantly hone their strength in life-and-death battles.

But a genius who hasn't grown up is nothing.

You must always learn to "eat the brain"! Those with a strong magnetic field don't eat the brain; they'll just live their lives as lions!

"However, considering your age and the fact that this is your first time, you have done your best."

Although Wu Nan was prompted to reflect on his shortcomings, Bai Wujie was by no means stingy with his praise...

“Even if your two older brothers came, they certainly couldn’t do as well as you, Wu Nan. You are the most talented of Hai Hu’s sons.”

Wu Nan scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, but the smug little smile he couldn't hide betrayed the young man's thoughts.

"Here's the reward for this mission." Bai Wujie smiled and casually tossed over two golden manuals...

“But Wu Nan, you don’t need to rush to cultivate. You haven’t finished cultivating the first two volumes yet, and the later contents will be a bit difficult for you.”

Actually, the so-called ultimate boundless divine skill that was given to Wu Nan...

In essence, it is a new martial art created by combining Bai Wujie's ideas and martial arts!

The reason it's called this is simply because it revolves around the core concept of Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong.

Also, Bai Wujie himself hadn't decided on a name.

However, it doesn't matter anymore. A name is just a label. If something of value can be passed down naturally, then whether or not it is named is completely irrelevant.

"So when is my next mission?"

Wu Nan accepted the two manuals and suddenly asked a question, while Bai Wujie stroked his chin and chuckled...

"Your strength is still unstable and you need more training and practice. In addition, you can't just focus on learning martial arts; you absolutely cannot neglect your academic studies as well."

"For the next six months, I will be responsible for honing your martial arts skills, while Aige will be responsible for teaching you all related cultural subjects—this is the only time; in the future, you will need to learn other knowledge on your own."

"Don't worry, I'll lay a solid foundation for you. You need to learn martial arts and culture, so that you can be considered well-rounded!"

"Basics..." Wu Nan hesitated for a moment, then couldn't help but ask cautiously...

"What level exactly qualifies as basic?"

Although there was no evidence, Wu Nan already had a very bad feeling.

"It's nothing," Bai Wujie said with a kind smile.

"Six months from now, I will take you to take the graduation exams of Cambridge, Oxford, Harvard and other universities... Here, you must get an average score of no less than 95% in the twelve selected subjects to pass."

"Then I'll give you a week, and you must bring back four qualified doctoral dissertations, the topics of which I will determine."

"Then, you'll have to get me a good number of PhDs. If you don't, well... you don't want to know what happens."

As soon as Bai Wujie finished speaking, Wu Nan's face turned deathly pale.

Seriously, even when he was hit by a nuclear bomb or fought to the death with his homelanders, he wasn't this panicked!

"Wait, wait a minute, Godfather!!" Wu Nan said in an almost wailing tone.

"I'm just a primary school student! I... I've never even been to school!"

Because I followed Haihu in hiding when I was a child... although I must have studied academic subjects, most of my education was taught by Guanyue Tong and Haihu themselves.

However, because Haihu had to take care of Guanyue Tong, and because Bai Junlang had basically forgotten his identity as an Oxford University graduate and company president after becoming Haihu, the three brothers' academic education was, if not tragic, practically nonexistent.

Fortunately, all three of his children are geniuses, so their studies are definitely not a problem. However, it's a pity that none of the three brothers are interested in those meaningless and useless academic subjects!

"That's why you need to study even more," Bai Wujie said with a serious expression.

"Think about it: your father is a graduate of Oxford University, your two uncles have a combined total of no less than ten doctoral degrees, and your mother, although she never went to school, is a genius in her field. Tiandao and Xiongshi are also PhDs, and as for Hell... In short, Wu Nan, knowledge is power!"

"You don't want people to laugh at you for not even having an elementary school diploma when you're ruling the world in the future, do you? Even if you don't care about that, my martial arts skills are not something an illiterate person can learn later on. Martial Man, you should know your shame!"

"I……"

A strong urge to complain was stuck in Wu Nan's throat, but he couldn't utter it... But Bai Wujie didn't care about him, and snapped his fingers with a wicked grin...

Aigo, dressed in a sexy female teacher's outfit, smiled and dragged Wu Nan into the inner room.

"Elbow, come inside with me!"

Looking at the female teacher's sparkling eyes, she was already eager to educate Wu Nan for forty-eight hours a day!

After watching the pitiful figure of the martial man disappear, Bai Wujie looked to the side and smiled with great amusement...

"Look? I never expected that after Wu Nan awakened the Breaking Star Realm, he would actually obtain such a destiny... But speaking of which, shouldn't Breaking Star be about breaking free from fate?"

"The so-called 'breaking through the stars to escape fate' is itself a misunderstanding of fate by the ancients due to their incomplete interpretation." The powerful voice resounded in the void.

"Fate is always unpredictable; the fact that those who break through to the stars are simply beyond our grasp is a test of their destiny. But look at those who broke through to the stars—did any of them escape their fate?"

The way of Heaven is the way of humanity. Being manipulated by fate is essentially just being burdened by one's own character, and ultimately being manipulated and controlled by one's own human nature.

If viewed in this way, it is indeed true that even powerful beings who have broken through to the stars cannot escape being manipulated by fate.

Perhaps only by becoming the ultimate powerhouse and completely breaking free from the shackles of humanity can one ensure that fate is absolutely beyond one's control.

"The awakening of one's destiny, in a sense, is the declaration of a fixed form of one's personality and existence."

The powerful being said in a low voice

"Destiny is not some mysterious miracle at all. In a sense, only when one is strong enough can the corresponding personality acquire the so-called destiny—ha, this thing is really just something that comes after the event."

"But I never imagined that a complete 'me' would have such a fate."

“Yes…” Bai Wujie chuckled softly.

"I never imagined that in this era, Bai Wunan's destiny would actually be—the Benevolent Dark Emperor..."

The Benevolent Dark Emperor is an unparalleled being among the Five Extreme Fates. He is the one who restrains the most noble and powerful Emperor War God!

But this kind of fate can never be a good one...

Ah, but whatever, perhaps fate has already written its own script.

45. Tokyo Seven Years Later

In 2014 AD, Tokyo...

In this era, Japan had become the second country under the Heavenly Kingdom Community, and hellish politics had dominated the whole of Asia and the Soviet Union.

Among these, Japan continued its economic prosperity from the past era, becoming the most prosperous economic region under the Heavenly Kingdom Community...

The people here are mostly the same as they were a decade or so ago, focused and loyal in doing their jobs, obediently submitting to the rule of the rulers of Heaven and Hell.

Economy, culture, technology—everything is developing in a positive and prosperous direction. In the current era where three major powers dominate the entire Earth, everything here is actually more peaceful than in the era ruled by ordinary people.

Because absolute power suppresses all unnecessary minor frictions and conflicts, and as long as the strong leaders do not start wars, no disputes will occur... whether they are based on power, freedom, or race.

Such a precious peace is wonderful, but everyone knows that beneath this beautiful peace lies an explosion that, once it erupts, will engulf everyone.

"Thank you for your patronage, 30 days of national currency."

Happychicken——

HereweComeon——

A fried chicken shop on the outskirts of the city, with its quirky and catchy theme music playing everywhere...

This store, called Happy Chicken, has spread all over the world in just ten years, becoming the world's largest fried chicken chain, swallowing up KFC and McDonald's.

Legend has it that this fried chicken shop has received investment and funding from Lanmeng Company. Some say that its founder is a high-ranking member of the Lanmeng organization, and some even say that its boss is the famous Lanmengye!

But no matter what, the fried chicken sold at this Happy Fried Chicken shop is indeed very delicious!

At the front of the long queue, another fried chicken delivery meal was packed up and taken away with a polite but formulaic smile from the receptionist...

As she sold the fried chicken delivery, she couldn't help but blush and steal glances at the handsome young man in front of her.

He was wearing a navy blue shirt with a white vest underneath, black trousers, and a backpack on his back, looking like any ordinary tourist.

Anyone who sees his face can't help but say, "Wow, what a handsome face!"

With his short white hair, handsome face, and clear, beautiful eyes, he was completely different from his ordinary attire. Such a handsome face was much more dashing than any big star.

More importantly, it's that easygoing and innocent aura that makes most people feel good about it.

"Thank you." The young man smiled politely, took the takeout, and turned to leave... but the excited voices of the little girl talking about him reached his ears behind him.

The young man's expression remained unchanged; after all, he was used to such things.

The handsome face bestowed upon him by his parents is always a source of trouble, yet it is also a gift. But whatever the case, the young man will not deliberately hide anything.

Holding the takeout package wrapped in a brown paper bag, the young man vanished the moment he left the store, causing a customer who was about to enter the fried chicken shop to rub his eyes and shout that it was haunted.

However, this is clearly not a ghost story.

If there were a magnetic field expert here, they might be able to tell that this has little to do with being haunted.

However, a master who could see through all of this would probably not appear at the door of such an ordinary shop.

In the next instant, the young man arrived at a broken bridge on the outskirts of Tokyo. He sat down on the edge of the bridge without a care, opened the brown paper bag, took out the fragrant fried chicken bucket, and leisurely began to enjoy his dinner while looking at the bustling night view of Tokyo.

The young man's expression was one of great pleasure after taking his first bite. It had been a long time since he had tasted the world's finest cuisine.

For Bai Wunan, seven years have passed since the day his parents left him.

He has grown into a seventeen-year-old youth, and now he appears here, under the rule of heaven. What is the purpose of this?

There's no particular reason; it's simply that this world is both Wu Nan's hometown and a part of his whole.

He has never been under the control of any power, so it's normal for him to appear wherever he is.

Tokyo, New York, Sai—Bai Wunan could go anywhere any power could want, and he believed that any power would welcome him.

In today's world, people like him who have no stance and are absolutely free are certainly rare.

In the distance, streaks of dazzling shooting stars flashed across the night sky, hurtling along this abandoned highway.

But those weren't stars at all; they were just a group of bikers whose engines were roaring and disturbing people's sleep.

They are rebellious youths speeding through the night, a group of people who use speed and passion to dispel their boring and unchanging lives, a group that thinks they live a carefree life, but which is not liked by ordinary people.

Of course, the fact that they can choose to race in the suburbs is already a thousand times better than some other stupid pigs who are even worse than them.

Looking at the crowd of people speeding, Wu Nan secretly wanted to join them.

He doesn't dislike racing; he even has a spirit chariot that he brought from another world.

Unfortunately, he probably can't use it here.

Wu Nan didn't want to do something that would annoy the locals: speeding around in the middle of the night on a flaming skull motorcycle.

He's naturally a person who doesn't like to bother others, but fortunately, apart from bustling cities, there are plenty of places where he can speed around as he pleases.

Wu Nan is here, just waiting for someone.

Enjoy dinner, waiting for a loved one, one of the few remaining family members in this world.

The 30-yuan fried chicken meal was quickly finished, and Wu Nan leisurely watched the approaching lights while gulping down his cola.

Just then, a guest whom the martial arts man had been waiting for arrived.

She had a tall figure, wore a close-fitting military uniform, and had a pair of exceptionally well-developed pectoral muscles—something that only women possess, perfectly embodied on this female body.

Of course, Wu Nan would not use such lewd words to describe or imagine the woman in front of him.

And anyone who sees her face for the first time would not think that way.

Because on the beautiful and aloof face of this seventeen-year-old girl, there is a scar running across her head, a huge flaw that shouldn't appear on this beautiful face.

But perhaps, just like the famous Venus de Milo, perfect and beautiful things always lack a certain tenderness compared to things that are perfect yet flawed.

"It's been a long time, Sister Autumn."

Wu Nan put down his cola, winked, and smiled as he greeted the woman in front of him...

The girl looked at Wu Nan, her cold and aloof expression softening slightly, but she still answered awkwardly...

"It's been a long time, Mr. Bai Wunan."

"Oh, Sister Qiutian, please don't hate me too."

Wu Nan sighed helplessly. His handsome yet somewhat immature face always had the power to soften a woman's heart.

After all, compared to his father Haihu, Wunan's appearance is more like his mother's.

"Sister Qiutian, it's my brother's business to do stupid things, but I don't want it to affect our relationship."