In the 189th year of the Daxia calendar, Tianyang City, No. 1 Middle School.

"I made a slight breakthrough yesterday. The Thunder Fist successfully reached a minor level of success."

"Oh my god! Xiaocheng? Class monitor, you are amazing! Isn't it 100% certain that you will be in the top three in this final exam?"

"Squad leader, you should have been promoted to a quasi-warrior! Breaking through to become a warrior is just around the corner."

“…”

In the front row of the classroom, a muscular teenager was showing off proudly, while several classmates next to him were vying to flatter him.

But when his eyes swept across a handsome figure by the back window, a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes and a hint of jealousy rose in his heart.

"That's for sure. If cultural content didn't account for 20%, we might have been able to compete for first place."

"I don't know what the cultural points are for. In the end, it's still all about fists."

"Even if you are the best in culture, if you can't break through, you are still useless!"

When he said this, his voice rose quite a bit, obviously he was speaking specifically to someone in the back row.

Several lackeys looked at each other, understood what he meant, and followed suit, forming a group to mock.

"That's right...that's right...no matter how good your academic performance is, it's useless. Without qualifications, everything else is useless..."

"That's right. Martial arts geniuses like the squad leader are the future of our human race."

"It's simply a pipe dream to want to become a civilization master without the qualifications."

“…”

at the same time.

Lin Ping'an, a handsome young man standing by the window, remained calm when he heard the voice, as if he had heard nothing.

People's sorrows and joys are not shared.

At this moment, he just felt a little noisy.

“Ring, ring, ring…”

As the class bell rang, everyone quickly returned to their seats. A capable short-haired female teacher walked in, took a quick look, and began teaching.

"Turn to page 136. Today we will talk about..."

During the lecture, the female teacher glanced at the back row.

When he saw the handsome figure with lifeless eyes in a daze, he sighed secretly, said nothing, collected his thoughts, and continued teaching.

On the other side, Lin Ping'an was watching the virtual screen in front of him reach 99% of the reading bar, waiting silently.

Actually, this life is my second life.

In the previous life, Lin Ping'an, who was born an orphan, died after saving someone. It was unknown whether it was because he did not drink Meng Po soup that he reincarnated into this seemingly false world of high martial arts.

After he was born, he had his original memories. His parents were both ordinary people, allowing him to enjoy the warmth and family love that he had never had before.

Unfortunately, within a few years, they were both killed in an attack by cultists, leaving Lin Ping'an alone again.

In order to avenge his father, he practiced martial arts diligently, but in the end he gained nothing due to his low aptitude. It can only be said that it is better than nothing.

But giving up is absolutely impossible. He could endure the darkness only because he had never seen the light.

After experiencing the love of family and then losing it again, this hatred is unforgettable and will never be forgotten.

At this moment, the progress bar moved little by little at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and successfully changed from 99% to 100%.

[Ding~]

[The Civilization Master System has been successfully started, and relevant knowledge is being loaded...]

Groups of knowledge emerged from my mind, as if transmitted from an unknown space.

In an instant, Lin Ping'an groaned and felt dizzy, but even so, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

It took only a few tens of seconds for him to understand everything.

The functionality of this system is simple yet powerful.

Spend civilization points to enter the creative space, and based on relevant martial arts knowledge, speed up the deduction of creative techniques.

In space, you can not only use civilized points to speed up your thinking, but also generate flashes of inspiration and increase your inspiration.

You know, sometimes the success or failure of creating a practice depends on that crucial inspiration.

After all, like the original earth, there were countless people who were hit on the head by apples, but only Newton discovered the law of gravity from it.

In addition, after the exercises created by the civilization master are taught to others, they will also provide feedback on their practice.

Although the proportion is not high, as long as there are enough people practicing, Lin Pingan can gain thousands of times the benefits.

After binding to the Civilization Master System, the soul and mental power are protected by the system, so many benefits are obtained, such as immunity to soul attacks and mental attacks.

As soon as the thought came to mind, a virtual panel appeared.

【Name: Lin Pingan】

[Qi and blood value: 56 calories]

[Martial Arts Realm: None]

[Created skills: Unnamed (58%)]

[Civilization value: 124]

Seeing this, Lin Pingan understood instantly that the unnamed thing was the martial arts he had been researching and creating.

The progress is just over halfway completed. I thought I had completed most of it, but it seems I overestimated it.

After more than ten years of hard work since childhood, he has just completed 58% of a skill. The Civilization Master is indeed the most difficult one.

The path of creating a martial arts technique is indeed not something that everyone can take.

However, from this moment on, everything is different. If Lin Ping'an was only 80% sure of creating the first martial arts technique before, now he is 200% sure.

Thinking of this, even though he had lived two lives as a human being, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

If he hadn't been forcing himself to hold back, Lin Ping'an would have wanted to enter the creative space immediately to see what the effect was.

But after all, I'm not young, and I still have some self-control. Now I don't know what will happen after using it. It won't be too late to study it slowly after I get home.

While I was thinking, I didn't realize that the class was almost over. "Ring, ring, ring..."

"get out of class is over, Lin Ping'an, come to my office."

The short-haired female teacher said this after hearing the bell, then picked up the textbook and turned away.

When Lin Ping'an heard the voice, he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, his eyes full of confusion.

He stood up and followed him out.

Seeing this scene, the squad leader raised his lips, smiled, and made sarcastic remarks in a sarcastic tone.

"Wow! I didn't expect that even good students would be absent-minded in class! If my academic scores drop, I probably won't even be able to get into university. I might as well just screw screws!"

Next to them, several lackeys quickly followed suit and mocked.

"Yes, yes, yes! The monitor is absolutely right!"

"Indeed! He's always holding back, and he's not ashamed of it. It's hard for him to pretend every day."

"I've been disliking that guy for a long time. What's so good about a pretty boy? He's just a little better at studying, but he's so sick that he can't even take a punch. He's a complete loser."

“…”

To be honest, the sound was so loud that Lin Pingan could hear it clearly.

But he was too lazy to pay attention to them. They were just a bunch of little brats and it would be too troublesome to argue with them.

Besides, he had heard similar words countless times since he was a child, and they were not enough to make him angry.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in!"

The voice came from inside and Lin Ping'an pushed the door open.

There was only the female teacher in the huge office, as the other teachers had not returned for rest yet.

Even in the seemingly real parallel world of high-level martial arts, things like staying in class after class are common.

All I can say is, different worlds, same teacher.