I am the Clone of a Death Row Inmate-Chapter 76: Don’t Bully the Poor Middle-Aged

During his practical assessment back then, Mr. Ya knew he had no offensive abilities and was terrified of failing. So, he desperately dodged, refusing to let the examiner land a single blow.

His reasoning was simple: even if he couldn’t win, he absolutely could not lose. Losing meant he wouldn’t graduate!

But as luck would have it, he ran into a pampered heiress who had been doted on her entire life—a young, hot-headed, vain, and arrogant examiner.

The assessment required the examiner to suppress their power to the Pupa Stage and only use three of their basic-level skills plus one Pupa Stage skill. To pass, a student simply had to defeat the power-suppressed examiner. There was no time limit.

Moni could accept being defeated by a student while her power was suppressed, but she couldn’t accept chasing a student for half an hour without so much as touching his sleeve. It made her feel like a monkey being led around on a leash.

So, she stopped suppressing her power, wanting only to subdue Mr. Ya as quickly as possible and end this farcical assessment.

But what humiliated her even more was that even when she used her full power, she still couldn’t lay a finger on Mr. Ya.

This caused her to lose all face. Flying into a rage out of shame and anger, she immediately failed Mr. Ya, preventing him from graduating.

"None of the other examiners present were willing to offend Moni. Not a single person spoke up for me.

"Of course, I refused to accept it. I hadn’t broken any rules. While I didn’t defeat Moni, I hadn’t lost either. In fact, she was the one who broke the rules first by using her Cocoon Stage power... But it was no use. I ran to every department I could, begged every teacher I knew, but nothing worked. The result couldn’t be changed.

"I wrote a letter to the higher-ups to file a complaint. In return, I was punished for ’improper attitude during the exam, passive participation, and disrespecting the examiner.’ They let me retain my student status, but I was barred from taking the graduation exam for three years."

Su Ze could only remain silent after hearing Mr. Ya’s story. He wasn’t Mr. Ya; he couldn’t fully comprehend what he must have felt at the time.

But he could imagine that for a student from the slums, it was as if the sky had fallen...

"What happened after that?" Su Ze asked. He knew that if the story ended there, Mr. Ya wouldn’t hate Moni enough to want to kill her entire family.

Mr. Ya fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes. He offered one to Su Ze, who declined, so he lit one for himself.

It was the first time Su Ze had seen Mr. Ya smoke in all the days he’d known him.

"Eventually, my parents found out I couldn’t graduate... It had taken generations for our family to produce a single university student, and a student of Luofan Academy at that. When I first got my acceptance letter, my parents threw a banquet for all our friends and relatives. They wanted the whole world to know their son had made something of himself.

"Their joy when I got into the university was matched only by their disappointment when they learned I couldn’t graduate.

"To this day, I can’t bring myself to recall the looks on their faces, the expressions in their eyes.

"My dad used up all his meager savings, trying to pull strings and find connections for me. But he’d spent his whole life picking through scraps in the slums—what kind of influential people could he possibly know? He hit a wall everywhere he went, spending all his money without even getting a foot in the door.

"My mom fell ill because of it and passed away less than a year later."

An elephant might crush countless ants when it rolls over, but the elephant won’t even notice.

Sometimes, a casual decision or a single word from a powerful person is a weight that an ordinary person can neither bear nor change. A decision Moni made in a moment of displeasure crushed Mr. Ya’s fragile little family.

Mr. Ya continued, "At the time, I was filled with regret. I hated myself. Why didn’t I beg Moni for mercy? Why didn’t I get on my knees and plead for her to show some kindness? Why did I have to report her to the higher-ups? Why couldn’t I just swallow my pride and wait to retake the exam next year?

"But the mistake had been made, and my mom was gone. My mind was consumed by hatred, fixated on revenge. I had to get revenge on Moni!

"I started following her. I took secret photos of her on dates with multiple men, of her sleeping with married men, of her at orgies... Then I anonymously posted the photos online. It caused a huge sensation at the time. Even now, you can probably still find those pictures on someone’s hard drive.

"I completely destroyed Moni’s reputation. She resigned from Luofan Academy and hid abroad for two years before coming back. During that time, her family was relentlessly searching for the person who leaked the photos. They started to suspect me—I probably left a trail somewhere—but they had no proof.

"Not long after, my dad died in a car accident. But to this day, I don’t believe it was an accident.

"I also survived a few mysterious assassination attempts. But as you know, I’m not that easy to kill.

"After my dad died, I had nothing left to tie me down. For a long time, I went head-to-head with their family. I dug up their scandals and exposed them, sometimes even livestreaming it brazenly. I just loved watching them hate my guts but be completely unable to get rid of me.

"In the livestream that made me famous—the one where a group of people were ganging up on a Venomous Giant Lizard—one of them was Mosang. He just hid himself too well and never showed his face the entire time."

Su Ze was dumbfounded. That clean-cut-looking Mosang had a fetish like that?

What a weird kink.

"But after two years of this, I realized that no matter how many scandals I exposed, I couldn’t topple their family. It was all just minor skirmishes. In this world, power is everything. Their family has a powerhouse who could complete their fourth evolution at any moment and become a Saint-level expert. That’s the true foundation of their power.

"So, in recent years, I’ve toned it down and focused on making money. I want to earn enough to see if I can become a Saint-level expert. Only by becoming a Saint-level overlord can I bring their family down and get my real revenge."

Su Ze clapped him on the shoulder and asked in all seriousness, "Are you interested in coming with me to the Dongli Kingdom?"

"The Dongli Kingdom?" Mr. Ya looked thoughtful. "Boss, do you have connections over there?"

"Not yet. But we have two of them locked up in the lab, don’t we? Once I rescue them, I will."

"Well... I’ll have to think about it."

"What’s there to think about! With your skills, you should be out there making a name for yourself, not cooped up in here as some small-time streamer!"

Su Ze laid out his analysis. "Think about it. You’ve made a powerful enemy in the Luofan Country. Forget making something of yourself—you can’t even get a graduation certificate. What kind of future can you have? Become a Saint-level expert? How? With your streamer salary? Don’t you know you can’t even buy fourth-tier extracts with money? How are you supposed to become a Saint?

"But it’ll be different if you come with me to Dongli. Dongli University is a top-tier institution, too. You go there, and I’ll have them issue you a graduation certificate! A bachelor’s degree? Forget that! You’ll get a master’s, at least!

"As for fourth-tier extracts, we’ll hunt for them together. Once I reach the Butterfly Stage, with the two of us working together, won’t taking down fourth-tier beasts be a piece of cake?

"Once you become a Saint-level expert, you can come back and slap Luofan Academy in the face, slap the entire Luofan Country in the face! Let the whole world know how blind they were, that they couldn’t even hold on to real talent.

"You’ll use your strength to show them that the tables have turned! Don’t underestimate the young... or the middle-aged and poor!"