My Right Hand Allows Me to Merge Thousands of Races-Chapter 147 - 111: Seventeen and Afraid of School Violence!

Chapter 147: Chapter 111: Seventeen and Afraid of School Violence!

The next day.

Jinghai First Middle School, Senior Year (Class 4).

Today is the monthly exam.

Early in the morning, Lu Xun noticed that his deskmate’s lower leg bones were shaking uncontrollably.

If skeletons could sweat, Lu Xun was sure this guy would be drenched by now.

Splat!

"Why are you so nervous?" He reached out and patted Wuer’s back, pursing his lips as he said, "You’re an exchange student from the Other Race, guaranteed admission to a prestigious school, no need to worry about grades. Learn from Wei’Er, look at her, calm as a mountain even in front of an exam, not the least bit flustered."

"Cough~ I’m a bit nervous too, Lu." Wei’Er in the back row couldn’t help but poke Lu Xun with a pencil, her face serious as she whispered, "My normal heart rate is 62 beats per minute, now it’s 77, my heart is racing, don’t talk nonsense."

Lu Xun: "..."

Do normal people count their own heartbeats? This girl is ridiculous!

"Brother Lu, you don’t understand... My mentor is super strict." Wuer smiled bitterly, his skeletal face showing an age well beyond his years, "If I don’t make it into the top 800 of the year, when I head back to the Undead Race on vacation, I’ll be skinned alive even if I survive."

"Top 800 and you’re nervous about that? Anyone would think you’re aiming for the top 8." Lu Xun said speechlessly.

Besides... you don’t even have skin to lose!

The Undead Race lacks biological parents, with heaven as the father and earth as the mother.

But in each reincarnation, they have a "mentor" similar to an elder.

"My goal is to be in the top 200, so the pressure is big for me too."

Wei’Er sighed, her beautiful eyes turning towards Lu Xun, her tone rare with a hint of envy:

"If I had even a tenth of Lu’s learning talent, I wouldn’t be nervous about exams anymore."

"Hey~ don’t compare yourself to Brother Lu." Wuer waved his hand at Wei’Er, "He’s not normal."

"Mm-hmm." Wei’Er nodded in agreement.

Lu Xun: "???"

Goodness, one of you is technically 1000 years old with the mind of a 12-year-old from the Undead Race; the other is an 18-year-old elf with 1000 months of age... and you call me abnormal?

Clearly, in this back-row, window-side spot in the classroom, I’m the only normal person, he grumbled in his heart.

...

Not long after, the exam began.

Lu Xun handed in his paper an hour early.

Casually left the school.

He first went to the market alone to buy some groceries, then went to Jinghai Ninth Middle School where Xie Manyu was, found a spot outside the school gate, and waited patiently.

Her school also had a monthly exam today.

Lu Xun sat on a long bench.

He wasn’t the only one waiting for the students to finish their exams.

Next to him sat a middle-aged man in a suit, his car parked nearby, a cigar in hand like a successful person.

"Do you know when the exam ends, young man?" the middle-aged man politely asked.

"Soon, ten more minutes." Lu Xun replied, then asked him, "Are you picking up your daughter?"

"Haha, no, no, no, I’m her uncle." The middle-aged man smiled lightly.

Ding-ding-ding~

After a short wait, the bell rang, and students started to leave the exam hall, book bags on their backs, streaming towards the gate.

"Uncle!"

A high school girl darted out excitedly, throwing herself into the middle-aged man’s arms. On tiptoes, she kissed his cheek with a "mwah~" and cheerfully said:

"I’ve missed you! Where are we going today?"

"Shopping with you, and then..." the uncle whispered in her ear about what was next.

Lu Xun felt something off.

He took out his sunglasses and put them on, his pupils shifting from black to golden.

In his vision, the emotional colors on the two of them were pink... which represented lust.

’Holy crap!’

Lu Xun’s pupils went wide, his worldview shattered.

What the hell, pretending to be an uncle, all lies.

What kind of monsters and goblins are here at Jinghai Ninth Middle School?

He looked around, finding few parents coming to pick up their children, but there were lots of men of various ages picking up girlfriends... and he took a deep breath.

His little sister had been in Ninth Middle School for a year, managing to keep herself clean amid the filth wasn’t easy.

Geez, this darn school truly is outrageous.

Once I come of age in a few days and quickly rise to Elite, I have to transfer Xiao Yu to First Middle School as soon as possible... Lu Xun inhaled deeply, making up his mind.

"Brother!"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Xie Manyu jubilantly jumped into Lu Xun’s arms... and then snatched the grocery bag from his hands, eagerly peering inside:

"Chicken breast, fish, lotus root... wow, bought so much? Hehe, I’m in for a feast!"

Lu Xun: "..."

Damn it, although there’s no need for a "mwah~" kiss, can’t you think of anything besides food, you scoundrel!

...Being a carefree foodie really is bliss.

"Let’s go home." Lu Xun sighed, helplessly asking, "Your dad’s surgery is in a few days, and we have to move the day before. Have you got the leave permission from school?"

"Mm-hmm, our teacher’s already given it to me in advance." She nodded.

"Then that’s good."

"Why are you wearing sunglasses every day lately?" she asked her brother curiously, a bit worried, "Were you bullied? Got a black eye? Let me see."

"You’re overthinking it, your brother isn’t afraid of school bullying."

The siblings walked side by side, hailing a cab on the street.

Buzz~

All of a sudden, Lu Xun shuddered.

A strong sense of danger surged in his mind, his hair standing on end, goosebumps rising, the alarm in his heart climbing...

Crisis Sensing was triggered.

Whoosh!

He suddenly turned around, looking in the direction from which the crisis emanated, his dazzling golden pupil behind sunglasses immediately locking onto a target.

"Xiao Yu."

"Hmm? What’s up, brother?"

"Take the groceries, you get in the car and head home first, I have an urgent matter to attend to."

"Ah? Oh, okay, well... make sure you come back soon." She hesitated, somewhat surprised, but didn’t ask much and obediently took the grocery bag from her brother’s hand, then got in the car.

Bang.

The car door closed.

Lu Xun snapped his fingers, and a void opened in the backseat of the taxi, from which an Evil Spirit crawled out and stood by Xie Manyu’s side unnoticed by her.

The car slowly drove off, raising dust as it went.

He watched the car disappear, then slowly turned around, a sinister smile spreading across his lips:

"Twenty days of searching, and I finally caught you, little mouse!"

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His name was Riviv Blova, a Senior Officer of the Empire.

He had injected Superpower Awakening Potion thrice and was a Lord Tier Six powerhouse.

He, along with 28 Vampire spies, infiltrated Jinghai, searching for the Commander-in-Chief of the ’Giant Hero’.

Unfortunately, those Vampires were useless, getting completely annihilated just a few days into Jinghai.

Only Riviv was left to hide alone.

At that moment, he had just finished participating in a monthly exam as a high school junior, perfectly controlling his score to match that of the identity he was impersonating... don’t be surprised, this is just basic operation for a super spy.

Riviv did not possess the Dark Magic vampires used to search souls and read memories.

But he had three superpowers: Transformation, True Words, and Gravity Field Manipulation.

He selected a high school boy as his target, killed the kid, and took over his identity.

This was because the Transformation superpower conflicted with mechanical implants; he had no prosthetic body, so disguising himself as a minor, a middle school student, was more secure.

Without the high school boy’s memories, he should easily reveal flaws.

But for a super spy, this was no challenge for Riviv.

"True Words", his second superpower.

He could imbue his voice with mental influence, making listeners absolutely believe whatever nonsense he said.

Even if he told a random girl on the street, "I’m your husband", she’d believe it deeply and follow him to a hotel.

If short on money, Riviv only needed to catch someone and say, "I’m the Federation President, give me money, I’ll make you Marshal of the State," and the person would excitedly hand over their wallet, falling to their knees in gratitude.

Only those with strong soul power could resist this mental influence.

But unfortunately, humans, with their inherently inferior short-lived species, not only had weak bodies but also fragile souls.

In short, Riviv could act recklessly in the human world!

Those 28 Vampire spies were all useless, yet they dreamt of ’restoring Vampire glory’? Riviv sneered inwardly.

They were worthless and deserved to die.

The Empire’s rise still depended on me!

As he walked home with his backpack, he began to plan his next moves in his mind. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The Commander-in-Chief was hidden too deep, even the City Lord didn’t know their identity.

Luckily, Riviv was not in a hurry.

He would continue to lie low, prioritize safety, and then act when the opportunity arose.

If no opportunity presented itself, he’d create one.

He believed that with his abilities, he had a chance to find the Commander-in-Chief of the ’Giant Hero’.

Once he killed the Commander-in-Chief, the Emperor Mecha underground in Jinghai would be just a pile of scrap metal.

Without the strategic level city defense force, the six million people of this Second-level Self-looping City could be easily slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

By then, it would deal a heavy blow to the Human Federation!

As he walked, he suddenly stepped into a massive shadow.

"Hmm?"

I remember there wasn’t a wall here.

Riviv’s thoughts were interrupted, and he stopped, raising his head with a puzzled expression to look ahead... then he froze, his eyes filled with shock.

This was no ’wall’!

Standing in front of him was a giant, towering 3.6 meters tall, his body as sturdy as a mountain, covered head to toe in fearsome bone armor!

He was so enormous, his thick skeletal frame hanging with massive demon-like muscles, wrists thicker than Riviv’s waist, with sharp ghost horns atop his head, and blazing golden eyes that pierced the soul.

On his shoulder rested a giant wolf fang club, 2.8 meters long, covered in menacing metal spikes that gleamed with a cold light.

At that moment, this menacing muscle giant, the wolf fang club on his shoulder, lowered his head, gazing down at Riviv; he stood with lofty majesty, his presence as grand as a giant dragon looking at an ant on the ground.

The visual impact and pressure were indescribable.

Gulp~

Riviv instinctively took two steps back, swallowing hard as he felt his heart pounding to his throat, an overwhelming sense of suffocation gripping him.

This was a small alley.

An ant and a giant dragon had met head-on.

Realizing the situation, he quickly sidestepped to lean against the alley wall, giving way to the giant, his voice trembling as he spoke:

"M-M-Mr., after you."

However, the 3.6 meter giant shook his head and didn’t step forward, his golden eyes still focused on him, and his voice boomed like thunder:

"High school student?"

Riviv quickly nodded, showing the timidity expected of a weak youth: "Y-Yes, junior year, s-seventeen years old."

"Oh."

The giant, holding the wolf fang club with his right hand, touched his chin with his left, then suddenly grinned and asked him:

"Young man, are you afraid of campus violence?"