May 18th, 2029, 5:00 PM.
Zhongzhou City, No. 1 High School.
The bell had rung, but the teacher ignored it and looked towards a boy in the back row.
"Jiang He, what is the key historical event that divides ancient history from Transcendental history?"
"The Sinking of the Peninsula," Jiang He said, standing up when his name was called. "In late 1968, several A-Rank Transcendents engaged in battle on Cape Peninsula, completely destroying the peninsula and causing 200,000 casualties. This event formed the present-day Linyuan Strait."
"From that point on, the wars of the Old Era came to a complete end, and the world entered the Transcendental Era."
The teacher asked, "What was the key milestone that laid the foundation for the Transcendental Era?"
"The Millennium Gift," Jiang He answered without hesitation. "In early 2000, the first Transcendent A-Rank Transcendent, the Prophet, was born, triggering the Transcendental Blessing. From that day forward, all newborns will inevitably awaken Transcendental talents—at the latest, on their eighteenth birthday."
"Excellent," the teacher adjusted his glasses and suddenly asked, "Jiang He, today is your birthday, right?"
"Yes." Jiang He couldn't help but clench his textbook.
As a teenager living in the Transcendental Era, he was one of the rare ones who never awakened his talents.
However, he is about to turn eighteen years old. According to the basic rules, he will definitely awaken a special talent today and officially enter the ranks of extraordinary people.
"Happy birthday, when you come to school tomorrow, remember to find me to register your talent information." The teacher did not ask any more questions, picked up the courseware on the podium, and said, "Class is dismissed."
Upon hearing this, the classroom suddenly became noisy.
The bell had been ringing for eight minutes, and the students had already lost their patience and rushed out of the classroom impatiently.
Jiang He also stuffed his books back into the desk, packed up his things and prepared to leave.
At this time, a crumpled piece of white paper was thrown from the front and hit him on the head.
Jiang He looked up and saw two boys looking at him with teasing faces.
"The last one, are you finally going to make it today?" "It took you eighteen years to awaken your talent? What's
your big plan?" "Stop bullying him!" A girl stopped the two, looking at Jiang He. "Maybe he's holding back, planning to go down in history as the first person since the millennium to fail to awaken his talent."
The two boys burst into laughter, and several classmates who hadn't left couldn't help but laugh.
Jiang He ignored their words, picked up his backpack, and walked straight out of the classroom.
In the Age of Extraordinary, talent determines everyone's future, a subject for all children to compare themselves to... In this environment, even awakening a weak talent is ridiculed, let alone the "disabled" who never awakened their talent.
Jiang He was accustomed to this kind of ridicule, just as he was accustomed to going to school, eating, and living alone—
but today was different.
He would awaken his own unique talent and officially join the ranks of Extraordinary!
The thought of this made his steps lighter. He
didn't stop until he left the teaching building and passed the school playground.
It was 5:13 PM.
Jiang He stood at the edge of the playground, gazing at a fiery figure in the distance.
It was a young girl with crimson hair, standing in the center of a special training ground, locked onto the perimeter of the facility. These machines unleashed a barrage of high-speed spheres, but she controlled her flames to deflect them, burning them to ash.
Her name was Du Lingwei, a student in the elite class of her second year of high school. At a young age, she awakened a rare talent called [Flame Spirit Guardian], and her hair, influenced by transcendental energy, turned a fiery red. Later, she was spotted by an A-level transcendent and transferred to the A-level class [Sunburner].
Not only in the first grade, but in all of Zhongzhou City, she was the brightest rising star.
Jiang He watched Du Lingwei training, his eyes filled with envy.
If only he could awaken such a powerful and rare talent...
"Ah."
Jiang He averted his gaze, sighed, and bowed his head as he walked out of the school.
Awakening a talent is like a high-stakes gamble with extremely low odds. Everyone stakes their lives on it, and ninety-nine percent of them end up losing.
He entered the game too late and had already lost half of his money. How could he possibly be the winner?
As long as his awakened talent wasn't too bad and he didn't lose completely, he would be satisfied.
With this pessimistic thought, Jiang He left school and came to a noodle shop.
[Cui's Cold Noodles], this is the snack bar downstairs from Jiang He's house, and it's also the one he eats at most. He doesn't even need to say hello. As soon as he sits down at the table, a big bowl of it is placed in front of him.
Jiang He looked at the big bowl of cold noodles filled with sesame broth, cucumber shreds, gluten, and mashed garlic, and swallowed his saliva.
"Uncle, isn't this portion too much?"
"It's your birthday, it's my treat, eat more." The middle-aged, portly man in an apron chuckled, "Only when you're full can you awaken a good talent!"
"Alright, get back to work! Don't put pressure on other people's kids!" The proprietress tugged at Boss Cui and smiled at Jiang He, "Come on, Xiao He! Happy birthday! Auntie believes in you!"
"..."
Jiang He felt a warm sensation in his heart. "Thank you."
"Why are you being so polite, kid..."
Jiang He doused the cold noodles with vinegar and added two spoonfuls of chili peppers, then glanced at the time.
5:37 PM.
"Slurp!"
Uncle Cui's birthday special edition of cold noodles was considerably larger than his usual large bowl.
Especially the extra layer of special gluten.
By the time Jiang He was full, the food was almost stuck in his throat. He went home and rested for a long time before he could barely recover.
"Uncle Cui is going to assassinate me..."
Jiang He complained. Feeling that it was about time, he got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and changed into new clothes.
Then, he pushed open the study door and turned on the light.
As the light came on, two hanging black and white photos and a table with an incense burner came into view.
In the black and white photos, a man and a woman looked forward with bright smiles.
Jiang He walked to the table, lit three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, and kowtowed respectfully.
"Dad, Mom, good evening."
"In a while, I will be eighteen years old and awaken my extraordinary talent. You must bless me to awaken a good talent..."
Jiang He rambled on.
The extraordinary era is much more dangerous than the ancient times.
Even if order is maintained at ordinary times, once an extraordinary person makes trouble, it will cause large-scale casualties.
Especially for ordinary people like his parents, who were born before the millennium and failed to awaken their talents, once they encountered extraordinary riots, they had no ability to resist and could only become numbers on the casualty list.
In the end, Jiang He, the only son, was left alone to live a difficult life.
Fortunately, these difficult days are finally coming to an end.
Jiang He glanced at the time.
7:36 pm.
There were only two minutes left until the time of Jiang He's birth recorded in the hospital records.
These last two minutes felt like two years.
He counted second by second, and when he reached the last ten seconds, he couldn't help but hold his breath.
Although he thought that as long as he could awaken his talent, even if it was a little worse, it would not matter.
But when the time came, he couldn't help but feel a deep desire.
"I want to have a strong talent..."
"I... want to become stronger!"
7:38 pm.
Jiang He's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone's hand and suddenly tightened.
The next moment, his consciousness seemed to be forcibly ripped from his body, crossing the boundaries of space and time, and he saw many scenes -
on the ruined land, countless figures knelt on the ground, bowing forward, and an indistinguishable figure stood at the end of the crowd.
From the depths of the boundless stars, countless monsters swarmed in. A sturdy figure swung his fist forward, and all the monsters seemed to be affected at the same time, exploding instantly.
In the dark abyss surrounded by countless demons, a figure sat on the throne, scarlet eyes gazing into the distance.
Orderly cities, shattered planets, endless battlefields, mechanical megastructures...
A series of bizarre and dazzling images flashed before his eyes, turning into pillars of light, converging together, and finally forming a giant tree forged from light.
Jiang He stood at the only trunk, looking up at the countless branches.
The next moment, the picture shattered, and words floated before his eyes.
[Awakening Talent: Time Transfer]
Jiang He stared at the text before him, stunned for a moment.
What were those images just now? Awakening visions?
But from what he'd heard, awakening transcendental talents was "over in a flash," never heard of "visions" or "images."
Was it because of talent?
Jiang He's mind flickered, and the text before him changed—
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Just as the gods of ancient times were born with knowledge, transcendents automatically gain access to relevant information after awakening their talents, allowing them to keep abreast of their progress. This is also part of [Transcendence].
The text before him is merely a manifestation.
[Talent Name: Time Transfer]
[Description: With the "moment of awakening" as the time node, your future extends into infinite possibilities. As the "source" of possibility, you gain the power to transfer the future, transforming "possibility" into "reality." ]
[Effect: Every week, you can randomly reveal a future in which a different talent is awakened, and summon your future self to the present in the form of a Heroic Spirit.
While the Heroic Spirit exists, you gain its talent; when the Heroic Spirit disappears, you extract one of its abilities.
The summoning of a Heroic Spirit lasts for one week, and after it disappears, it can be summoned again after a cooldown. ]
Reveal the future and summon a Heroic Spirit?
Jiang He racked his brains, but couldn't find a similar object in the "Talent Encyclopedia" in his memory.
He could only understand the meaning of this talent on his own——
"If time is a giant tree, it will produce branches based on different possibilities at a certain stage..."
"Then, the moment I "come of age and awaken my talent" is the "critical node" for the production of branches. "
"At this moment, I might awaken the weakest talent, or the most powerful talent, or even the same [Flame Spirit Guardian] talent as Du Lingwei... and develop from this to form different futures..."
"The [Time Extradition] talent can summon these different future selves, decades later, to the present and gain their abilities..."
"It's like a greedy child, wanting every future and not wanting to let go of any future."
Jiang He sorted out his thoughts and his breathing became rapid.
This is definitely an ultimate talent that surpasses all talents currently recorded by humans, and cannot be assessed by level or rarity. It is an unknown level!
What it represents is [possibility]!
Speaking of talents alone, he has the opportunity to reveal it once a week, which means fifty-two times a year.
Even if you are unlucky, you may draw a rare talent version of the future, or even better, a god-level talent version of the future!
Not to mention, summoning future Heroic Spirits itself represents [Future Cognition], allowing him to understand what will happen in the future and identify key milestones...
"Dad, Mom, our son has made it big!!"
Jiang He trembled with excitement, kowtowed to his parents several times.
To awaken a talent of this caliber, he wondered how much merit they had accumulated.
He would definitely not let them down.
Activating Talent: Reveal the Future!
Light and shadow shifted before his eyes, transforming from text into a golden card.
The golden light dimmed, and the golden fragments fell away, revealing an image—
a dark background. A pale-haired young man sat in a chair, a healed scar on his neck. He wore a solemn black tuxedo, his hands interlaced, his eyes downcast.
Text appeared beneath.
[Time: Sixty Years Later]
[Talent: Word Spirit]
[Description: Use words as law, command all spirits.]
[Effect: Infuse words with transcendental power, imbuing them with transcendental effects.] Humanity has recorded countless talents .
Jiang He had already prepared for the previous draws to yield useless talents, placing his primary hope on foresight.
Unexpectedly, the first reveal of the future would reveal an extremely rare and powerful talent!
Jiang He remembered that this talent, called Word Spirit, was recorded in the "Talent Encyclopedia," first discovered in 1992. Its user, using it, easily defeated a powerful Transcendent and was rated an S-Class talent! Remember, Du Lingwei
's [Flame Spirit Guardian] talent was only rated A-Class in the encyclopedia!
"With an S-Class talent, me sixty years from now..."
Jiang He took several deep breaths, barely controlling his excitement.
Then, he raised his finger and tapped the card in front of him.
Time transport, summoning the Heroic Spirit!
At that moment, the card shattered, transforming into countless light fragments that converged in the mourning hall, transforming into a pale-haired young man in a formal attire.
The young man opened his hollow eyes, his pupils focused.
"Is this... the past?" The white-haired young man glanced around and fell on the two photos in the mourning hall. His eyes trembled and he lowered his head slightly: "2029."
"You summoned me out." He looked at Jiang He who was excited next to him, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Interesting."
Jiang He was about to speak when he saw the white-haired young man ignored him, opened the door of the mourning hall and walked out.
The white-haired young man walked to the kitchen as if he was familiar with the place, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of iced milk, and drank it by himself, as if he was back home.
No, he was back home.
After drinking the milk, the white-haired young man picked up a pack of torn biscuits, stuffed them into his mouth, and looked back at Jiang He.
"Tell me, what is your talent."
"..."
His future self is so rude.
No, do he need to be polite to himself?
Jiang He looked at the white-haired young man who was eating in front of him, and he had a strange feeling that his left and right brain were fighting each other, and his excitement cooled down a little.
Facing the question, he answered honestly.
"My talent is time extradition..."
After Jiang He finished speaking, the white-haired young man also ate up the biscuits.
He wiped his mouth and couldn't help but sighed: "What a shameless person, worthy of me."
Seeing that he had understood the current situation, Jiang He felt a little expectant again, and couldn't wait to ask: "You are the one who awakened the talent of [Word Spirit], and me sixty years later... What will the future be like? What is your current strength? Have you become an S-level transcendent..."
"Stop, stop, stop." The white-haired young man interrupted Jiang He.
"We'll talk about these things later. First, I have to ask you... Are you a pig?"
Jiang He was stunned. "Huh?"
The white-haired young man's face practically showed the words "I used to be such an idiot" and he sighed. "Have you ever considered that your future self might not be you?"
"Take me, for example. I've experienced sixty years more of life than you have. These experiences have shaped me, giving me a completely different way of thinking..."
"If I've failed miserably in this life, becoming a cynical sociopath, even resenting my past idiotic self... in that situation, I'm summoned by you, and seeing that you possess such a cunning talent, I'm sure you'll experience a better life than I did..."
"What do you think will happen?"
Jiang He felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him. His excitement had long since cooled, and a chill ran down his spine.
He spoke with difficulty, "Will you..."
"I will kill you without hesitation, even if it means my own disappearance," the white-haired young man said coldly.
"..."
Jiang He's Adam's apple moved.
He had actually walked through the gates of hell?
Seeing Jiang He's expression, the white-haired young man smiled with satisfaction and raised his hand to pat his shoulder.
"But now you can rest assured."
Jiang He said, "...Are you a good person?"
"Of course." The white-haired young man smiled and nodded, walked to the sofa and sat down: "I tried it for you. As a heroic spirit summoned by you, my power can't have any effect on you... and once I have the subjective consciousness to hurt you, I will not be able to control my body... In layman's terms, it won't be effective."
"However, you have to pay more attention in the future - just because you can't hurt me subjectively doesn't mean there will be absolutely no problem."
"As long as I have hostility towards you, there will always be a way to circumvent the logic of 'subjective harm' and threaten you in a roundabout way."
After hearing the white-haired young man's reminder.
Jiang He nodded earnestly: "Thank you."
"You're welcome. This is the first lesson I'm teaching you - stay vigilant, including to yourself."
The white-haired young man said calmly: "As a 78-year-old man, I still have a lot to teach you... including what will happen in the future that you want to know, as well as the skills I have mastered, extraordinary professions, and everything that can enhance my strength."
"But you should have understood that I am not you, so all this is not free."
"You must pay the price."
Jiang He looked at the familiar face of the white-haired young man and was silent for a moment.
Is this his future self?
Mature, thoughtful... strange.
He has a face similar to mine, but he feels so strange.
Is this what growing up is?
Jiang He took a deep breath. "I understand. So what's the price?"
"Money."
The white-haired young man suddenly smiled, a hint of genuine desire. "Uncle Cui's Liangpi shop is still open at this hour. Give me your phone, I'll go buy a bowl!"
"I haven't had it in decades. I'm dying of cravings!"
"There's also Lingniu fresh milk, crispy biscuits, Yishengxuan fried chicken, frog and fish vermicelli, Cao's pork knuckle rice... I finally got back to sixty years ago, I have to try them all!"
The white-haired young man rattled off a long list of dishes like a menu.
Jiang He remembered how he'd just run to the kitchen and raided the refrigerator after being summoned, and suddenly it hit him.
Damn, my future self is a foodie!
He'd been talking so much just to get money for food!
"By the way," the white-haired young man said, taking the phone from Jiang He and standing up.
"You'll summon many different versions of us in the future, and they'll definitely need their own names."
"Let me just pick one up—"
The white-haired young man looked at his own reflection on the TV and stroked his hair.
"White-haired Jiang He...from now on I'll be called Bai He."
"Gudong, gudong..."
The pale-haired young man greedily devoured the cold noodles, then, clutching the large bowl, gulped down the chili oil-infused sesame soup in one gulp, letting out a delighted groan.
"It's so delicious, and it has to taste just like this!"
Jiang He looked at Bai He, who sat on the sofa with a cheerful expression, and asked curiously, "Will there be no delicious food in sixty years?"
Jiang He didn't think he was much of a foodie... How could sixty years have passed and he suddenly become like this?
How terrible will the food of the future be?
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"Food?" Bai He paused and sighed.
"Of course there was food, but it was only enough to fill our stomachs... Those things that could be called delicious have almost disappeared."
"Huh?"
Seeing Jiang He's stunned expression, Bai He's face flickered with gloom as he explained, "On September 27, 2066, the greatest and most catastrophic event in human history occurred on Blue Planet—a Transcendent who was incredibly close to Super S-level, or [God-level], fell into madness and rampage." "
He slaughtered billions of innocent people around the world and nearly destroyed all of human civilization."
"Ultimately, thanks to the efforts of many S-level Transcendents, they successfully killed that demon, but at a terrible price... Human civilization was nearly destroyed, and the world was reduced to ruins."
"In that wasteland-like world, everything we were familiar with disappeared... let alone food."
"Do you understand now?"
What?
The world was about to be destroyed in 2066?
Hearing this suddenly, Jiang He felt like he was struck by lightning, and his heart trembled.
The future Bai He described almost confirmed his deepest fears, echoing the concerns of many ordinary people in this world.
[Transcendent Rampage]
In the transcendent world, immense power resides in the individual, allowing individual will to override all others, even nature.
Even a clash between A-rank Transcendents could, at any moment, lead to the destruction of a peninsula, the creation of a strait, and the deaths of two hundred thousand people.
Not to mention the S-rank Transcendents.
They were practically indistinguishable from the gods of ancient times, capable of soaring through the sky and escaping the earth, moving mountains and filling the sea, and even physically traversing the void, traveling between Earth and Moon.
Should they harbor a malicious thought, the world would instantly descend into hell.
Jiang He's eyes flashed back to scenes from a few years ago—
earthquakes, flames blazing, towering buildings collapsing.
In that devastating scene, his ordinary parents barely had time to push him out of the way before being struck by a falling boulder, blood splattering...
That was just a battle between two C-rank Transcendents.
The catastrophe of 2066, 37 years from now, would be far greater than this.
Everything he was familiar with would be wiped out.
"Oh, by the way, Uncle Cui's family didn't die in 2066." Bai He suddenly spoke
, as if he had guessed Jiang He's thoughts. Jiang He felt a tinge of joy when he heard this.
After his parents' death, Uncle Cui's family was one of the few people who made him feel warm. Being able to survive the future disaster...
Bai He's next words interrupted Jiang He's thoughts, making him feel like he was falling into an icy cave.
"At 12:17 noon on June 13, 2029, they died in the attack by the supernatural terrorist organization [Arc Light]. Along with the last memory of our parents left us, the Lido Community, it completely disappeared."
Bai He looked up at the time.
"There are about 26 days left until today."
"What?!"
Jiang He stood up excitedly, his scalp tingling.
However, he immediately reacted and felt relieved.
"Luckily, I awakened my Time Transfer talent and summoned you, foreseeing this happening."
"If I had called Uncle Cui and the others away beforehand, they could have avoided the incident..."
"Yeah, you can just find an excuse to avoid certain death and save their lives. What a cunning talent." Bai He barely concealed his jealousy.
He also stood up and looked Jiang He in the eye.
"But what's the point?"
"Uncle Cui and the others died not just because of the Arc Light terrorist organization, but like our parents, because of weakness."
"In this extraordinary world, weakness is the original sin."
"Even if there's no Arc Light organization, there are Black Light, White Light, and Color Light organizations... Even just two passing extraordinary beings could crush them like ants."
"Because of weakness, they died."
"Because of weakness, we lost our parents."
"Because of weakness, I lost my wife and my unborn child."
"All of this stems from our weakness, from our powerlessness."
Bai He's words were filled with undisguised anger and fury, a rage that seemed to have nowhere to vent, no target, and ultimately could only be directed at himself.
At this moment, facing the onslaught of anger, Jiang He finally understood why he had previously said, "Jealous of me."
He felt the suffocating rage and spoke with difficulty:
"...Wife?"
"...Yes."
Bai He's fury dissipated.
He lowered his eyes, unwilling to let Jiang He sense his emotions.
"In the disaster of 2066, that rampaging transcendent killed my pregnant wife."
"I hated him, and ultimately killed him myself, but I couldn't undo anything, couldn't bring my wife and child back to this world."
"So I hate my cowardice."
"But you're different."
"You're still young, at the beginning of everything, with talents far superior to mine. It's like a student about to take an exam who has the ability to look up answers at will, free to choose the future they want..."
"What a scumbag."
Bai He's words were devoid of emotion.
Yet Jiang He seemed to sense his anger, sadness, and jealousy.
"You are me," Jiang He said.
"You are not me," Bai He replied.
"Unless you want to be me."
Become Bai He?
Jiang He fell silent.
Because it was him, he understood Bai He's pain and emotions, could clearly sense his rage, and felt his powerlessness.
Did he want to be like him? Want to reach that... sad future?
"I don't want to be you."
Bai He smiled, a smile without any warmth.
"Really? Then you have to use your talent to become stronger and avoid becoming a weak guy like me."
Become stronger?
This is what Jiang He has always hoped for.
He wanted to awaken a powerful talent, no longer be ridiculed and mocked at school, no longer stand in the corner like a minion...
And now, he already has a powerful talent, but his desire has not diminished in the slightest. Instead, it was completely ignited by Bai He's words.
He wanted to become even stronger, and did not want to lose the people he didn't want to lose because of [weakness], and end up in a sad ending.
Just like the [Time Transfer] talent he awakened.
He wanted -
a perfect future.
"Bai He, I need the talent you have, the extraordinary profession you have, and your prophecy of the future. Please give it all to me."
"Greedy guy."
Bai He raised an eyebrow.
"The one standing before you is the possessor of the S-class talent [Word Spirit], the creator of the S-class profession [Holy Speaker], the most powerful S-class transcendental being of all time, the closest to godhood... an incompetent person."
"If you want all my power, you must pay a price."
"Money?" Jiang He asked.
Bai He smiled: "And 'my' happiness."
May 19th, 8:00 AM.
Zhongzhou No. 1 High School, teachers' office.
"Burn!"
a strangely rhythmic sound played. The white paper, receiving the king's command, spontaneously ignited into flames—even after being reduced to ash, it remained blazing until the next command.
"Extinguish!"
the sound echoed again, and the flames were dissipated, vanishing into thin air.
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Only a scorch mark remained on the desktop.
"It really is an S-rank talent, the Word Spirit!" Wei Sheng's eyes widened, nearly popping out of his glasses.
He looked up at the thin young man before him, his voice lost for a moment.
When Jiang He had just said he had awakened his gift, the Word Spirit, Wei Sheng had thought he was joking—a poor student who had never been able to awaken his talent suddenly claiming to be a super genius—he would never dream of doing that.
But when Jiang He unleashed his power, laying the facts before him, he was stunned.
This is actually true!
The gift of [Word Spirit] imbues words with extraordinary power, causing everything in the world to obey the will of the transcendent... There's an ancient saying that perfectly fits this gift: "
Words become laws."
Even if it's just awakened and can't reach that level, it can still display a wealth of power far beyond that of other gifts.
This includes, but is not limited to, commanding and manipulating the elements of the world, restricting or amplifying the words of others, and strengthening or enhancing oneself with words...
Absolute omnipotence!
Jiang He just demonstrated this omnipotence!
"Teacher, would you like to continue?"
Jiang He gently rubbed his brow.
Unlike the naturally awakened gift of [Time Transfer], he couldn't directly use the [Word Spirit] gift.
To prepare for today's talent registration, he practiced with Bai He for a long time last night, draining away the little transcendent energy he had just gained. He was exhausted.
Now, using the power of the Word Spirit multiple times in a row, he was beginning to feel overwhelmed.
"Enough, enough!" Wei Sheng came back to his senses, his face flushed with excitement.
Du Lingwei, the much-loved student at school, was only an A-level gifted… and
yet, an S-level gifted had emerged from his own class!
He leaped to his feet, reaching out to grab Jiang He, but felt his movements were a bit rough, so he paused and forced a "gentle" smile. "Jiang He, you've used your gift so much, you must be tired. Come, sit down."
Wei Sheng was usually stern in front of his students, and staying late was a common occurrence. He was feared by his students, even earning the nickname "Holy Beast."
Jiang He had never seen such an expression and attitude as that of a "Holy Beast." Goosebumps covered his skin, and he sat down with a stiff upper lip.
Wei Sheng said gently, "You possess a top-tier talent, but your awakening was delayed… I'll discuss this with the principal. You rest here for now."
Jiang He nodded, "Okay."
"What an obedient child," Wei Sheng sighed, pushing open the door and leaving the office.
As the office door closed, there was a pause of several seconds before a burst of wild laughter erupted from outside, fading away.
Jiang He couldn't help but mutter, "That's too much..."
"Not really," another voice chimed in.
Jiang He turned to see Bai He, a white-haired young man, standing by the office window, gazing out, his gaze unseen.
As a Heroic Spirit, Bai He was now invisible, and the voice traveled directly into his mind.
He explained, "Wei Sheng holds the profession of [Teacher]. Every time he trains an outstanding student, he grows."
"An S-level talent, upon graduation, will definitely see him advance two or three levels... Considering your talent is far beyond S-level, the growth you'll receive will likely be even greater."
"He's got some luck."
So that's how it was.
Jiang He suddenly understood.
No wonder he'd heard that two years ago, when Du Lingwei enrolled, the teachers nearly fought to the bone for the position of head teacher for the elite class...
During that time, Wei Sheng, perhaps defeated in the struggle, had a face several shades darker than usual, frightening the troublemakers in the class.
In a fairy tale, this would be a fight for the chance to achieve enlightenment!
Speaking of which...
In the system of the extraordinary world, [occupation] is as important as [talent].
Every extraordinary person has the opportunity to work in a variety of different occupations, and must have a basic occupation.
When Jiang He awakened his talent last night, he also obtained a basic occupation that suits his identity.
[Student]
Jiang He's mind moved, and a large amount of information was converted into a text panel, appearing before his eyes.
...
Name: Jiang He
Attributes: Physical 0.8, Spirit 1.1, Energy 1.0
Talent: Time Transfer, Word Spirit (temporary)
Occupation: Student lv11
Expertise: Concentration - Entering a state of concentration, thinking speed increases, and mental power is continuously consumed.
Skills: To be learned
Comprehensive energy level: 5.2 (G level)
...
Occupation: Student
Level: 11 (automatically upgraded by 1 level each school year, additional upgrades are available for outstanding performance, and 1 skill point is obtained for each level)
Occupational Skills: To Be Learned
Occupational Expertise: Focus
Remaining Skill Points: 11
Rating: E
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Transcendents possess the ability to change occupations, granting them extraordinary powers even if they appear to be ordinary professions like Student, Teacher, Farmer, Merchant, or Craftsman.
However, the skill trees unlocked by these occupations cannot be combined; they are each independent.
For example, the skill points gained by leveling up as a Student can only be used to master Student skills, not Teacher skills.
Last night, after Jiang He awakened as a Transcendent, he directly upgraded his Student occupation to level 11 after years of study, gaining 11 Student skill points. These points
can be used to acquire skills in the Student skill tree, such as Fast Calculation, Physical Fitness, Eye Exercises, and Memory Palace.
It was after learning about the occupational skill tree that
Jiang He finally understood why, despite his dedicated study, his grades could never catch up to those of his casually learning Transcendent classmates.
Even though they were all Students, they were still Transcendents.
Fortunately, he had finally crossed that line and entered the realm of the Transcendent.
At this moment, Jiang He's mind shifted, and through his connection with the Heroic Spirit, he conveyed his thoughts directly to Bai He.
"How should I build my skills for the Student class?"
Bai He, an S-rank Transcendent, must know the most appropriate build strategy.
"The Student skill tree has three skill paths: Culture, Art, and Sports. The skills under each path can be further divided into two categories: Growth and Abilities."
"We awakened too late, and no longer need the Student's Growth skills... You'll soon be able to advance to a true high-level Transcendent class, where the growth rate is far higher than that of a Student."
"Just acquire abilities now—after all these years of study, it's time to reap the rewards."
Bai He explained the reasoning, then turned and looked at Jiang He.
"Specifically, for tomorrow's battle, I recommend [Strength Burst lv3], [Strong Body lv3], [Athletic Cell lv3], and [Energetic Energy lv2]."
"All points in Sports, no Arts?"
Jiang He was puzzled. The Word Spirit talent attributes corresponded to Spirit and Energy.
He had clearly seen some skills that could enhance Spirit in the Culture and Art paths.
"In battles between low-level transcendents, the benefits of physical strength are far greater than those of spiritual energy... I've seen countless transcendents relying on their innate talents, unleashing dazzling transcendental abilities, only to be utterly defeated by low-level physical transcendents."
Bai He understood Jiang He's confusion—after all, it was a dilemma he'd had in his youth.
He patiently explained.
"What's more, the transcendental class I've prepared for you, [Reverend], is a spiritual class, offering even greater bonuses."
Last night, Jiang He and Bai He discussed the next day's talent registration.
Bai He suggested that he register the Word Spirit talent instead of revealing the Time Transfer talent. This presented a problem—
the Word Spirit talent, derived from the Heroic Spirit Bai He, was temporary, not permanent.
If the Heroic Spirit Bai He's duration expired and Jiang He failed to draw upon his Word Spirit talent...
then he wouldn't be able to use the power of the Word Spirit talent again until the cooldown period was restored and Bai He was summoned again.
Registering for the Word Spirit talent but being unable to use its power would completely ruin his character.
Bai He offered a solution.
The extraordinary profession [Rumor Maker].
This is an extraordinary profession created by Bai He in the future. After changing professions, as long as specific Word Spirit vocabulary is recorded, even if there is no Word Spirit talent, specific Word Spirits can be used.
This can help Jiang He maintain the identity and power of a Word Spirit talent during the cooldown period of the Heroic Spirit.
Moreover, this extraordinary profession can continue to advance, from [Rumor Maker] to [Word Bearer]... all the way to the S-level profession [Holy Word Speaker]. It is a path to heaven exclusively for those with Word Spirit talents.
It was after learning about this profession that Jiang He felt at ease to register for the Word Spirit talent.
At this time, he added points to the student profession according to Bai He's advice.
[Power Burst lv3 - squeeze potential, forcibly burst out power, temporarily gain 3.0 physical bonus, and fall into weakness after the end. [Strong Body lv3 -
Gain 1.5 Physical Bonus]
[Athletic Cell lv3 - Significantly Improved Athletic Ability]
[Abundant Physical Energy lv2 - Increased Physical Strength Limit and Physical Strength Recovery Speed]
Jiang He squandered all his skill points, and instantly transformed from an ordinary student into an extraordinary athlete, even a sliding tackle was no problem.
He was feeling the surging power filling his body when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the office.
The office door opened, and Wei Sheng pushed it open with a red-haired woman.
"Principal, this is Jiang He."
"Hello, classmate Jiang He. I'm Zhong Honglian, the principal of our No. 1 High School. You can just call me teacher."
The red-haired woman extended her right hand.
In truth, Jiang He knew her identity, needless to say—
not only was she the principal, but she was also Zhongzhou City's top A-rank Transcendent, known as the [Scorching Red Lotus] and the creator of the A-rank class [Sunburner].
It was she who shared this class with Du Lingwei.
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If Du Lingwei was Zhongzhou City's rising star, then Zhong Honglian was its red sun.
Such a figure standing before him, gently extending her hand, had a far greater impact than his future self, who had claimed to be the "strongest S-rank."
Jiang He stood up, bewildered, and instinctively reached out with both hands, grabbing Zhong Honglian's right hand. "Principal Zhong... Hello, Teacher Zhong, my name is Jiang He."
As he spoke, Jiang He realized his grip wasn't right, and quickly withdrew one hand, then another... Feeling sweat creeping in his palms, he wiped them on his clothes.
Bai He, standing invisible by the window, covered his eyes, unable to bear the sight. "
Is this me?
" Zhong Honglian seemed oblivious to Jiang He's misstep. She smiled, "I heard from Teacher Wei that you've awakened your gift for the Word Spirit. Can you show it?"
"Oh, um, sure!"
Jiang He said to himself, his palms sweating.
"Calm down!"
a transcendent voice rang out, instantly calming his panic and regaining his composure.
At that moment, he realized his earlier misstep.
However, he didn't feel any embarrassment or annoyance—Principal Zhong wanted to verify his Word Spirit gift; all he needed to do was demonstrate it.
Jiang He spoke to Zhong Honglian with a slight movement of his lips.
"Become stronger!"
Jiang He's energy was almost instantly drained, his face suddenly pale.
Zhong Honglian, the target of the spiritual words, brightened—after Jiang He uttered the word "become stronger," she actually felt a subtle strengthening.
After all, she was an A-level transcendent, and yet she was being affected by the abilities of a newly awakened G-level transcendent!
There was only one possible reason for this:
an S-level talent.
Only an S-level talent could display effects far superior to those of the same level, given the same abilities.
"Enough," Zhong Honglian said immediately, reaching out to support the weakened Jiang He. "Congratulations, Jiang He! You've truly awakened an S-level talent!"
"Even though you awakened late, the school will still dedicate its resources to your development."
"Transfer to the elite class and study with the other top students..."
"Principal!!"
Wei Sheng was immediately anxious. His own personal growth was at stake. He wouldn't dare to say anything about even an S-level transcendent, let alone an A-level transcendent—he had finally found a gifted student; how could he let anyone else take advantage?
"Jiang He is my student, you..."
"Teacher Wei, I remember you are a history teacher?" Zhong Honglian helped Jiang He to the chair and looked at Wei Sheng: "The top class has always lacked a history teacher. I think you can do it."
"In addition, Jiang He awakened too late, and his graduation will probably be delayed."
"Before he officially graduates, you can serve as his individual teacher and help him consolidate his basic academic knowledge."
"...You are really observant, Principal!" Wei Sheng's expression changed and he smiled.
"You're such a good judge of character! I really want to teach in the elite class!"
After calming Wei Sheng, Zhong Honglian continued, "However, students in the elite class already have a heavy workload. Adding a history class will require schedule adjustments... This might take some time. You can register in the elite class for now and work with other teachers." "
Also, you'll need to make arrangements for Jiang He's transfer."
Wei Sheng's expression darkened. "Leave it to me!"
Zhong Honglian turned to Jiang He again. "Jiang He, you've been drained from using your talents, so rest for a while... Teacher Wei will take you to the elite class for a tour and registration."
"Also, you awakened too late. If you want to catch up with the others, it would be best to switch to a high-potential Transcendent class."
"As the principal, I'll do my best to help you prepare... Do you have any ideas?"
Zhong Honglian didn't elaborate.
This is the Transcendent Age. Even if Jiang He had just become a Transcendent, he must have already learned about countless Transcendent professions.
Some toy companies have even created card games featuring various extraordinary professions for children to play with, as part of a broader educational effort.
Hearing Zhong Honglian's question, Jiang He instinctively glanced at Bai He, only to see Bai He gazing out the window, offering no advice.
He hesitated, then spoke his heartfelt answer.
"...Sun Burner."
It was like the envy he'd felt yesterday afternoon after school when he saw Du Lingwei training.
For a young man repressed for years, the brilliance, strength, and excellence she displayed undoubtedly embodied all his fantasies of power.
Every time he paused by the playground, a deep longing welled up within him—
how wonderful it would be if he could replace her.
The Sun Burner profession embodied this long-held fantasy.
If he were asked to choose an extraordinary profession, he had only one answer.
"Sun Burner?" Zhong Honglian was surprised.
"Word Spirits are a versatile talent, capable of controlling fire... However, Sun Burner is only an A-rank profession I developed. With your potential, you could definitely choose a stronger one."
"Even if you want to switch to an S-rank class, I can help you find someone..."
"Thank you, Teacher Zhong. I want to switch to Sunburner,"
Jiang He said firmly.
An S-rank class? With his gift for time transfer, he had no shortage of such skills. For
another thing, the [Rumor Bringer] offered by Bai He was a Transcendent class that led directly to S-rank, and it was absolutely perfect for him.
He just wanted to fulfill his dream.
"Okay, if you insist," Zhong Honglian said without refusing.
"Sunburner is an A-rank class, and the minimum Transcendent level requirement is C-rank."
"You're currently G-rank. You can switch to the C-rank [Fire Control] first, then advance to the B-rank [Flame Master], and finally to the A-rank [Sunburner]."
"Since you've chosen it, I'll prepare the [Fire Control] class transition ritual for you."
"Once it's ready, I'll arrange your transition."
"Thank you, Teacher Zhong!"
Zhong Honglian nodded, her gaze glancing across the window to rest on Wei Sheng.
"Then Jiang He, you have a good rest. I'll go prepare first. I'll leave
the rest to Teacher Wei." "Principal, you go ahead and do your thing. I'll take care of everything!" Wei Sheng's face flushed.
After saying goodbye, Zhong Honglian left the teacher's office.
She walked to the door, closed it, but stopped moving, frowning slightly.
Just before Jiang He gave the answer to the Sunburner, he glanced at the window, as if asking someone for their opinion... Is there anyone there?
However, her perception told her that there was nothing next to the window.
She now sensed carefully, but could only sense two auras in the room.
Was she being too suspicious?
Zhong Honglian shook her head and turned to leave.
Where she couldn't see, Bai He was sitting on the corridor railing, with his legs crossed and his chin supported by one hand, looking at her back with a gloomy look.
"Long time no see, Teacher Zhong."