From Mortal Body to Immortality

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is perhaps the most realistic portrayal of human nature for most people.

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Yang Meng's repeated defeats to Mu Bing, coupled with the need to secure his future, forced him to become Zhao Jiadi's lackey.

Yang Meng couldn't afford to offend either of these two, but the anger in his heart… eventually needed an outlet.

Ultimately, Lu Sheng became Yang Meng's target.

Lu Sheng had clearly done nothing wrong; he had simply chosen to admit defeat when he knew he was outmatched and refused Yang Meng's request to switch specializations.

Yet, this small matter, combined with Yang Meng's twisted psychology, gradually transformed into resentment towards Lu Sheng.

Hearing Gao Feng's words, Yang Meng's expression became even uglier. His mechanical hands clenched tightly, and perhaps due to the endless anger in his heart, the mechanical hands trembled slightly, with faint red lights flashing inside.

"Lu Sheng…"

Yang Meng gritted his teeth, his resentment towards Lu Sheng growing even stronger.

Gao Feng had always spoken gently to him before, but now he was actually scolding him.

People with twisted minds are always like this, never considering whether changes in others' attitudes towards them might be their own fault, but simply attributing the cause to others.

Yang Meng now… had this kind of thinking. He believed that all of this was because of Lu Sheng!

But even with the resentment in his heart, Yang Meng ultimately didn't have the courage to bring up the challenge again in front of Gao Feng.

Precisely because of this, the gazes of the students in the martial artist camp towards Yang Meng became increasingly unkind. Even those in the mechanical modification camp looked at Yang Meng with more disdain.

"Heh heh heh, Lu Sheng, are you interested in switching to a mechanical modifier? I can give you a subsidy like I gave Yang Meng, how about it?"

Just then, a soft laugh echoed in the classroom.

Zhao Jiadi, propping his chin with one hand, looked at Lu Sheng with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the martial artist camp students changed, and they quickly looked at Lu Sheng. They had finally produced a figure like Lu Sheng in their martial artist camp.

If he switched to a mechanical modifier like Yang Meng, wouldn't their martial artist camp really become a joke?

Even Gao Feng on the podium suddenly felt a pang in his heart, looking at Lu Sheng below with a strong sense of worry.

Yang Meng's shadow loomed over Gao Feng's heart once more.

However, Lu Sheng quickly gave Zhao Jiadi a slight smile: "Thank you for the invitation, Young Master Zhao, but… I still prefer being a martial artist."

Hearing this, the martial artist students and Gao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

The smile on Zhao Jiadi's face remained unchanged, and he simply shrugged, saying with a smile: "Alright then, I won't force you. Of course, if you have any ideas in the future, you can come find me."

After speaking, Zhao Jiadi also withdrew his gaze.

Lu Sheng took a deep look at Zhao Jiadi, ultimately sneering in his heart.

With Lu Sheng's level five proficiency in basic mechanical prosthetic maintenance, he could naturally see that Yang Meng's mechanical prosthetic was extremely unstable. Perhaps there wouldn't be any changes in the virtual arena, but…

When Yang Meng's emotions were fluctuating greatly just now, Lu Sheng naturally felt that the energy within the mechanical prosthetic was already somewhat disordered.

And these mechanical prosthetics were all provided by Zhao Jiadi's family's company, in other words, they were using Yang Meng as a guinea pig.

If he agreed, he would be the same as Yang Meng.

Yang Meng seemed to have no problems now, but as time went on, if the problems with the mechanical prosthetic weren't resolved, big problems would arise sooner or later.

But Lu Sheng was too lazy to say all of this.

With the end of this disturbance, the midterm exams were completely over. The matter of resource allocation was up to the three guidance teachers, while the other students could already leave school.

After walking out of the multi-functional hall and saying goodbye to the excited martial artist students, Lu Sheng walked on the road, his expression somewhat helpless.

"I didn't expect to be resented by Yang Meng. I just wanted to grind my proficiency properly! This matter…"

Lu Sheng shook his head, but although he was somewhat helpless, Lu Sheng didn't take Yang Meng's resentment to heart.

With the existence of the system panel, he would be able to surpass the other party one day, and Yang Meng… was ultimately just a guy whose potential had been exhausted.

There was no need to care.

Saying this, Lu Sheng prepared to go to the repair workshop, because the guidance teachers were going to discuss the upcoming resource allocation, so Gao Feng didn't instruct Lu Sheng's cultivation today.

… …

At the same time, in an office at Yucai High School, Jiang He sat in a chair, his gaze fixed on the ranking of this elite class's midterm exams.

In Jiang He's hand, he held a list on which Mu Bing and Zhao Jiadi's names had already been written, leaving only the last spot.

It was precisely because of this last spot that Jiang He couldn't bring himself to write.

He constantly shifted his gaze on the midterm exam rankings.

Yang Meng, who was originally ranked third, was directly ignored by Jiang He. As the principal of Yucai High School, he was a powerful esper himself, and his vision was even more discerning.

And a guy like Yang Meng who abandoned his own advantages and switched to a mechanical modifier naturally couldn't enter Jiang He's eyes.

Ultimately, Jiang He's gaze fell on the position after Yang Meng.

"Lu Sheng? A martial artist…"

Jiang He looked at Lu Sheng's name, pondered for a long time, and then opened his personal terminal, taking a look at Lu Sheng's information on it.

"70 points of blood energy, still not quite enough, but he hasn't broken through yet, indicating that he hasn't reached his limit…"

"This child's combat experience and combat instinct are also quite good…"

Jiang He murmured slightly, thinking.

After a moment, a resolute look flashed across Jiang He's face.

"Forget it, it's this kid!"

Jiang He said, finally picking up a pen and writing Lu Sheng's name in the last position on the list.

Looking at the list in front of him, Jiang He also recorded it into the optical brain and then sent it to the hands of the three guidance teachers of the elite class.

A moment later, Gao Feng and the others, who were still discussing the allocation matters in the classroom, simultaneously received information from Jiang He.

"It seems the principal has made a decision. Shall we take a look together?"

Yang Fan, the guidance teacher of the cultivator system, said to Gao Feng and the others with a smile.