I was absolutely adaptable at the start, I pushed Gao Wu horizontally

2123, May.

Huaxia, Jinning Province, Yue City.

Yueshi No. 2 Middle School, Senior 3 (5) Class Classroom!

"My generation students should cultivate for the rise of the Terran race!"

"There is still a month left before the martial arts examination, and I hope that our fifth class can sprint well, and have a few more powerful people to serve the country."

"Did you hear that?"

A teacher on the podium spoke impassionedly, while the students below exchanged their heads one by one, not taking the words of the teacher on the podium seriously.

"Where is it so simple to become a superpower, the entire third year of high school, a dozen classes, more than six hundred people, and five superpowers."

"Don't be discouraged, the martial arts examination mainly recruits martial artists, although the powerful can take advantage, but not necessarily as strong as the martial artist."

"Hmph, warrior? I practiced martial arts hard for three years, and as a result, Li Yu, a nerd in the next class, awakened the lowest level C-level physical body enhancement power, and directly fucked me with one punch! I can't take my head and fight others! The

students exchanged heads and ears in the classroom, and in the back row by the window, Zhang Hong held a cup and maintained a drinking posture, his expression dull.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully adapting to the 84-degree liquid]

....

Zhang Hong's eyes were sluggish and he poured himself another mouthful of hot water, and the hot water that was still boiling hot just now became extremely docile in his mouth at this time.

This thing turned out to be real???

Zhang Hong looked at the virtual dialog box in front of him incredulously.

This morning, he woke up with a conceptual skill extraction system.

At first, he thought that he was hallucinating because he didn't sleep well, but just now he tried to pull it out and directly drew a skill called adaptation.

Zhang Hong didn't pay attention to it originally, but now, he found that this thing seemed to be really useful.

[Host

: Zhang Hong has extracted ability: adapt

to the remaining extraction opportunity: 0 task

: admitted to Huaxia Capital Martial Arts Academy

Reward: a skill extraction opportunity]

Zhang Hong quickly accepted the emergence of the system, after all, the world is already very outrageous.

Who knows, more than a hundred years ago, Blue Star suddenly encountered the attention of high-dimensional civilizations, resulting in chaos in time and space, different space-time rifts appeared around the world, and various races from different time and space began to invade Blue Star.

At first, the Terrans could barely resist the Ten Thousand Races by relying on technology, but then another time and space where a beast claw that tore the sky completely shattered the hope of technology, and the Terrans fell into a dark age that could not be looked back on.

It was not until the first warrior who broke mountains and rivers and crossed the universe in the flesh appeared in the Terran race that this stalemate was completely broken.

The appearance of warriors quickly restored the severely damaged Terrans, and various state organs convened the whole people to practice martial arts, and under the accumulation of the bones of countless predecessors, a road to heaven was forged.

At the same time, there are gifted people among the Terrans who awaken various powers, and the appearance of warriors and superpowers reverses the situation.

Until today, the solar system has been completely occupied by ten thousand races, only the blue star stands, and the only seven remaining countries above the blue star have established federal governments to screen cultivators and fight against the ten thousand races in the universe.

In high school, the most important duty is to divert cultivators and ordinary people, ordinary people participate in ordinary universities, and cultivators study in martial arts colleges.

The status of Beiqing University, which used to be TAP1, plummeted after the emergence of the Budokaku.

Now Blue Star, everything is inferior, only cultivation is high!

"Zhang Hong, what are you thinking?"

"After school."

Fang Yuexin at the same table stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Zhang Hong's eyes, Zhang Hong put down the water cup and looked at the already empty classroom, except for Fang Yuexin, the other students had already left.

"Did you hear what the teacher said just now?"

Fang Yue was pleased to see Zhang Hong's dumbfounded appearance, and said with a frown.

"Huh?"

Zhang Hong looked at the cute girl with glasses with a high ponytail in front of him and was stunned.

"The martial arts exam will be registered tomorrow, and the registration fee is 10,000 yuan."

Fang Yue was pleased to see Zhang Hong's appearance and knew that he hadn't listened at all just now, and immediately explained patiently.

"Ten thousand pieces."

When Zhang Hong heard this, he immediately fell into deep thought.

Although the world is already outrageous, after more than a hundred years of reconstruction, the economy is also recovering.

However, the economic structure of this world has undergone earth-shaking changes, all the economy is tilted towards the warrior, and the average person can earn only three thousand in a month, which is not even comparable to the fraction of the warrior.

Unless ordinary people get subsidies by mutating into superpowers, few ordinary families will spend a lot of money to buy qi and blood supplements and pay up to 10,000 yuan for the martial arts examination.

Social class, after the emergence of warriors, formed a greater gap.

"Zhang Hong, the last time you tested the strength of one arm has exceeded two hundred kilograms, if you work hard, if you are lucky, you may be able to go to the martial arts academy, you won't think about giving up!"

"If you're short of money, I can lend it to you first."

Fang Yuexin pushed her glasses and said.

Zhang Hong glanced at the virtual frame in his field of vision, he glanced at Fang Yuexin and said jokingly: "Although you are a rich woman, you can't humiliate my personality with money. "

He wanted to give up.

Because he is just an ordinary family, and he does not have a martial arts qualification against the sky to obtain a scholarship.

But now that the system has emerged, the situation seems to be a little different.

"You just say you want it!"

A black line appeared on Fang Yuexin's face.

"Yes."

Zhang Hong said without hesitation.

Anyway, he didn't think Fang Yuexin would give it.

He has a good relationship with Fang Yuexin, and Fang Yuexin's family is not very rich, but middle-class.

Even so, Zhang Hong didn't necessarily know what his joke could do.

"Hmph."

Fang Yuexin snorted twice, picked up her delicate small schoolbag and walked towards the outside of the classroom.

Zhang Hong also packed up his things and left the classroom.

......

Zhang Hong rode his bicycle through the sidewalk, the evening breeze blowing on his cheeks, although it was evening, but the air was extremely dull.

[Congratulations to the host for adapting to thirty degrees of dry air]

A prompt sound appeared in Zhang Ming's eyes, which scared him almost to the face.

"What the hell? This is triggered again.

Zhang Hong looked at the prompt in front of him and stopped the bicycle in amazement.

At the same time, the originally dry air around him became mild.

Zhang Hong now feels as comfortable as covering an air-conditioned room with a quilt in summer.

What exactly does this adaptation trigger like?

Zhang Hong felt the changes that appeared around him, and a trace of puzzlement appeared under his eyes.

He glanced at the system panel, which didn't give any annotations.

Drop by drop!

An eager honking sound came from behind Zhang Hong.

"Hey, hey, hey! The student boy in front, you still have to die!

A middle-aged man in a black car poked his head out and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Ah, sorry, I'll go."

Seeing this, Zhang Hong quickly stepped onto the bicycle and rode home.

About half an hour later, Zhang Hong rode his bicycle to an old community, it was only dusk, and the community was still very quiet.

It will probably not be until eight or nine o'clock in the evening until the working adults return.

Zhang Hong skillfully parked his bicycle in the canopy, then entered Unit 2 and walked up to No. 2 on the eighth floor.

He pulled out the key from his bag and skillfully opened the yellowed wooden door.