The fat man looked with a complicated expression at the woman he had once loved deeply, for whom he had even given everything. Now, she lay on the ground in a state of despair, begging for forgiveness like a dog wagging its tail for mercy. The fat man couldn't help but feel a deep sense of emotion. The image of the goddess he had once considered unattainable crumbled in an instant. It turned out to be nothing more than an illusion created by his inability to obtain her.
At this moment, Xue'er suddenly turned around and glared at the fat man fiercely, her eyes filled with endless resentment and malice. She gnashed her teeth and roared, "It's all because of you! I just cheated you out of a few immortal stones and soul crystals, didn't I? How dare you be so cruel and want to destroy my entire life! Do you think this will make me come back to you and reconcile with you? Humph, don't dream! Even if I marry a chicken, a dog, or a pig, there's no way I'll change my mind about you. It's completely over between us, so just forget it!"
Hearing this, the fat man couldn't help but sneered. He said sarcastically: "Haha, you are really whimsical! Do you think I would still care about your pair of worn-out shoes that have been worn by countless people? To tell you the truth, I came here today just to take back what originally belonged to me! Maybe to you, those fairy stones and soul crystals are nothing at all, but people like you who wantonly play with other people's feelings will eventually suffer emotional backlash. Now that I see you in such a miserable state, I feel much better! Okay, big brother, let's go. There is no need to waste our precious time on such a shameless person." Yu Qian'an on the side nodded in agreement: "Okay, since you have let go of your worries, let's leave quickly." After that, the two turned around and left the place without looking back, leaving Xue'er alone in the place with regret.
Yu Qian'an hurried back to his cave, his thoughts racing. Once inside, he solemnly instructed the few people who had followed him, "You all, go back and cultivate diligently. Don't slack off even for a moment!" They nodded in agreement and then dispersed.
Yu Qian'an himself sat quietly on a stone bench, taking a short rest. Suddenly, he remembered the notice he'd received yesterday—classes would officially begin tomorrow. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, wondering what the upcoming class would be like.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Yu Qian'an arrived early for the classroom. As he entered, he spotted the class monitor sitting upright. A flicker of color crossed the monitor's face when he saw Yu Qian'an enter. His lips parted as if he were about to say something, but he remained silent, his words hesitant.
Yu Qi'an naturally didn't bother to pay attention to this situation. As long as the class monitor didn't actively stir up trouble, he didn't want to waste time arguing with him. After all, in Yu Qi'an's opinion, it was more important to focus on training and improving his own strength rather than wasting time on such trivial matters.
Not long after, the teacher slowly entered the classroom. Glancing around at the dozen or so students, he sighed helplessly and said, "Alas, the class size has dwindled again! Our situation is becoming increasingly difficult." Hearing this, Yu Qian'an couldn't help but feel a wave of surprise. Having previously trained on the primary battlefield, he hadn't truly grasped the full scope of the war. Observing the relatively peaceful and orderly state of the school, he had naively assumed they were in a dominant position. He hadn't anticipated the alarming reality—they were, in fact, the underdogs.
The teacher continued with a serious expression, "Dear students, time is running out! The phrase 'time waits for no one' is particularly apt at this moment.' Not long ago, we unexpectedly lost control of a high-level white hole, which undoubtedly dealt us a huge blow. You know, every time we lose a high-level white hole, our resources become increasingly strained."
The scarcity of resources will directly impact the development of talent, making progress extremely slow. If this situation persists, forming a vicious cycle, the consequences will be disastrous. Our entire world will likely plummet into an abyss of decline, and once we're there, recovery will be incredibly difficult.
Therefore, every student must strive to the utmost, fully unleash their own power, and resolutely prevent our world from sliding into a negative cycle. If even the Creator God believes our world is beyond redemption, then He might mercilessly choose to destroy it and create a new one.
By then, both teachers and you, my dear students, will have become insignificant specks of dust, dissipating into the vast universe. So, saving the world is actually saving yourselves! By the time you enter fourth grade, the knowledge and skills your teachers can impart to you will be very limited.
At that time, all I can do is lead you onto the battlefield filled with smoke and fire. We will begin at the most basic level, and gradually advance to the intermediate and even advanced stages. On this arduous and arduous road, only continuous victory can lead to successful advancement; otherwise, failure means we have no future.
Upon hearing this, Yu Qian'an's mind involuntarily conjured up the image of the mysterious and powerful Omni-King from Dragon Ball. He pondered, if the real-life Creator God were as careless and reckless in creating and destroying the world as the Omni-King, the consequences would be disastrous. After all, how could such an important and serious matter be treated as a joke?
Yet, how many people could come up with a character design as unique as the Omni-King? Yu Qian'an was once deeply perplexed by this. He thought those Japanese creators seemed a bit unhinged. Why would they depict a being that controls the laws of the world and the fate of the entire universe as someone with both mental retardation and childlike innocence?
It wasn't until later, when Yu Qian'an learned more about the Japanese imperial family, that he suddenly realized. It turned out that this wasn't a completely fabricated image. Rather, the Japanese saw their own emperor as someone with limited intelligence and abilities. Because of this, their imagination and understanding of the gods naturally created similar traits.
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