Please give me one hundred chapters.
Don't try to force the settings from other books onto me. Are you trying to use the sword of the previous dynasty to kill officials of my own dynasty?
"There are only 91 days left until the college entrance examination."
"You can actually sleep?!"
The middle-aged teacher standing on the podium waved his hand, and a piece of white chalk flew out precisely, heading towards the classroom.
In the corner of the classroom, there was a young man slumped over his desk, half asleep.
The chalk flew through the air and landed precisely on Su Feng's head with a "thud," waking the sleeping youth.
After Su Feng woke up clutching his head, the middle-aged teacher standing in the classroom continued, "The college entrance examination is the biggest watershed moment in your lives!"
"Only by excelling in the college entrance examination and being selected by the highly ranked liberal arts college can your future be truly guaranteed!"
"The written exam is your only chance!"
"Why don't you cherish it!"
"Still sleeping there!"
Su Feng raised his head, looking at the familiar high school classroom, the familiar classmates, and even the familiar words.
But what the teacher said on the podium gave him a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.
Su Feng had heard the phrase "the college entrance examination is a watershed moment" for eighteen years, ever since he was born.
But the Faculty of Arts... doesn't that sound so awkward?!
Su Feng lowered his head slightly, looked at the still relatively new books on the desk, and suddenly his eyes widened.
The familiar cover did not list compulsory courses such as Chinese or mathematics, but instead featured books I had never seen before, such as "The Complete History of All Races," "The Method of Cultivating Qi and Blood in Martial Arts," and "Basic Moves of Martial Arts."
Su Feng casually picked up "The Complete History of All Races" and saw a line of words clearly engraved on the title page.
"The human race has been struggling on the brink of death for tens of thousands of years!"
Humans?
What could possibly threaten a human race possessing nuclear weapons?!
And it struggled for tens of thousands of years?!
Is the recorded history of China only five thousand years long?!
The chirping of cicadas outside the window accompanied Su Feng's distant thoughts, but the wind still could not answer Su Feng's doubts.
Su Feng glanced at the books on the table, picked one up casually, and hadn't even had a chance to read it yet.
A familiar voice came from beside him. A boy leaned closer to Su Feng and teased with a smile, "So Brother Feng reads books too?"
"I thought the first person to open this book would be the old man who collects recyclables at the junkyard!"
"Didn't you always say that studying literature is not as good as trying your luck at the martial arts exam?!"
Su Feng turned around and looked in the direction of the man. The familiar face made Su Feng quickly recall it in his mind.
It took a while before I realized who this guy was.
"new year?"
"What do you mean, 'take a gamble'?"
The boy who was called out by Su Feng also looked at Su Feng with a surprised expression, his mind a complete mess. After a moment, he even reached out and touched Su Feng's forehead, wanting to see if he had a fever.
Su Feng slapped away the hand that was reaching out to him.
Just as he was about to speak, a piece of white chalk flew onto the podium.
The white chalk, like a small guided missile, landed precisely on He Xinnian's head.
With a "thud," a small red bump appeared on He Xinnian's head. The small piece of chalk also turned to dust. Just from the sound, you could tell that the blow was quite severe.
"You two! It's one thing if you don't study!
"You dare to talk in my class? All of you, stand at the back!"
The middle-aged teacher was furious in class and roared at the two of them.
He Xinnian quickly picked up his textbook and immediately stood at the back of the classroom, while also nudging Su Feng to signal him to hurry up.
Su Feng didn't think this old man had such a bad temper.
But now that he was angry, He Xinnian stood at the back, and Su Feng could only pick up a book and stand next to He Xinnian.
What interested Su Feng the most on the desktop was naturally the book "The Complete History of All Races".
When Su Feng picked up the book and stood next to He Xinnian, He Xinnian's eyes widened in surprise.
"No, Brother Feng, this is a language class! Why are you bringing a history textbook?"
"Aren't you afraid the old man will beat you to death?!"
Su Feng remained silent. His mind was a jumbled mess. Everything around him felt familiar, yet strangely unfamiliar.
Literary academy, martial arts examination, martial artist.
These were words that didn't seem like they should exist in the 21st century, yet they kept appearing in his ears.
Could it be...
I've time-traveled?!
Su Feng opened the book in his hand, and the contents of it happened to answer his questions at that moment.
Opening the book to the section on the human race, a line of large characters was prominently displayed.
"Hundreds of years ago, all races invaded, bringing human technology to an abrupt halt. Martial artists rose to prominence, and humanity began a new chapter in its history!"
"With the development of the times, although the human race has created technological means as powerful as nuclear weapons, they still cannot pose any threat to highly capable martial artists."
"Martial artists may be humanity's only hope!"
Seeing just a few lines of large characters, Su Feng was so shocked that his eyes widened in disbelief.
These lines mean that...
The parallel world before him was almost identical to the technological methods of Su Feng's original Earth.
However, here, martial artists are the truly admirable beings.
Technology is merely a supplementary tool.
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