Chapter 1: Problematic Transfer Student
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"Mi Xiaoliu."
"Mi Xiaoliu!"
Two consecutive calls and tapping on the desk woke up the thin young boy who was napping on his desk.
Classmates in the classroom all looked over with gleeful expressions.
Napping in class was common, getting caught napping was also normal, but if nobody reminded you even when the teacher walked right up, it could mean either your desk mate was a troublemaker or you had bad luck with friends.
Of course, it could also mean your desk mate was unpopular.
Being a new transfer student, sleeping through the class meeting on the first day didn't leave a good impression on everyone, even if the only positive thought about the class meeting was "at least it's not another boring class."
"Are you feeling unwell?" The male school doctor in a white coat frowned.
Seeing the situation, the teacher at the podium put down the teaching materials and waited for the school doctor to handle things without saying a word.
People like him, who rarely visited the health room, might be up to no good when appearing in places like classrooms.
The boy, wearing thick glasses that almost didn't fit in the square frame, silently stared at the male school doctor, not speaking a word.
His gaze, devoid of any emotion, seemed contradictory with emptiness and clarity. As he looked over, the school doctor involuntarily took a step back.
Of course, there was nothing like the unscientific phenomenon of a sudden burst of energy and a menacing look. During the school health check, it was this seemingly ordinary boy who acted like a madman, snatching the needle from the doctor's hand and holding it just one centimeter away from his eye.
Before that, apart from being reserved and silent, there was nothing unusual about him. It seemed like the sudden outburst was just a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Who isn't afraid of crazy people?
"Someone just ran a miraculous distance of one kilometer in an hour, too tired to even talk." The blonde girl with glasses sitting at the window seat sarcastically replied to the school doctor.
Her words may not be kind, but she was the only one trying to help the boy.
The school doctor nodded.
It wasn't just about making the boy run laps as punishment. Every student had to go through a comprehensive health check when they enrolled, to help the school understand their physical fitness, mental state, and the strength and danger of their special abilities.
The new transfer student in front of them was the biggest problem student this year, at least that's what all the teachers responsible for his health check thought.
He got out of breath after running less than half a lap around the track, and he only completed half of the physical fitness tests for other activities. He refused to cooperate with tests like blood and urine sampling and measuring chest size.
If it wasn't for his appearance and shabby clothes, everyone would have thought he was a pampered young master from somewhere.
Anyone else this uncooperative would not be allowed to enroll no matter what and might even be sent to a detention center. But because this person belonged to the lowest danger level, had no risk of losing control, and was helpful for medical research, federal law granted certain privileges to this group of people.
"Your health check report is out. Make sure to exercise more when you go back, a strong body will benefit your abilities. And take this." He placed a stack of health check reports in front of Mi Xiaoliu and gave him a red letter "C" badge.
"If you don't cooperate with health check-ups, we will have to classify you as Danger Level C. You will have to wear this badge where others can see it when you go out. It's illegal not to wear it or to place it in an inconspicuous spot. By then, I believe many people will be willing to report you anonymously for the 5000 mila coins reward, at least I would."
After seeing the badge, the people in the class finally stopped looking pleased at someone else's misfortune.
"Hey buddy, why don't we go back and get checked again, it won't take long." Someone suggested.
But the boy called Mi Xiaoliu ignored it, quietly reached out to take the red badge the size of a fist, his eyes behind glasses only showing confusion.
"If you want to take the test again, you can go to the medical room anytime, just tell Teacher Wang Ziyan when you go." The male doctor sounded a bit helpless, "Anyway, the next check-up will be mandatory, you'll have to do it sooner or later."
"Teacher Wang?" Mi Xiaoliu uttered this address.
A voice that seemed like it hadn't gone through puberty yet, but the owner of this voice was currently sitting in a high school seat.
"My last name is Yan." The male teacher with acne all over his face answered expressionlessly, then turned and left the classroom without looking back.
"…"
Ignoring the classmates around him gossiping about him, the boy puzzledly lowered his head to look at the medical report in front of him.
Name: Mi Xiaoliu
Gender: Male
Age: 13 years old
Birthplace: City of Sinking
Height: 156cm
Weight: Blank
Vision: 800 degrees nearsighted
Blood type: Blank
Ability: Self-healing (self-proclaimed, doubtful)
Ability Level: Blank
Mental State: Aggressive
Danger Level: C (temporarily due to non-compliance)
。。。
More than half of the information is blank.
"Hey, you're only thirteen years old, no wonder you can't even finish a one-kilometer race for boys, did you skip a grade to be here?" The blond boy sitting next to Mi Xiaoliu on the right leaned over behind him very rudely to peek at his information.
It did seem quite impolite, but after Mi Xiaoliu took the badge, only this person in the whole class dared to come close to him.
"I called you when he came, but you were fast asleep and didn't wake up."
"…", remained silent.
"Hey buddy, being so distant won't help you make friends." Little Blondie sighed and snapped his fingers, a tiny flame magically appeared. "I'm Jim, I can make fire, what's your name?"
"I don't have a name." The boy in glasses finally spoke, and leaned back drastically to avoid the small flame in the palm of the other boy's hand.
For a flame with only the intensity of a lighter, his reaction seemed a bit exaggerated.
"Master, he's asking for your name." A clear childish voice appeared in Mi Xiaoliu's mind.
"Name?"
"It's the first three words after the colon at the top of the paper in front of you." The child's voice reminded.
"Mi Xaoliu?" Mi Xiaoliu took out the paper and read out his name, confused.
"Nice name, but it's a bit of a mouthful. I'll just call you Old Six from now on." Jim decided with a smile.
He was lying, that name is super lame.
"。。。"
"Hey, your glasses look cool. I always thought those shiny glasses where you can't see the eyes were only in cartoons."
"Hey, why aren't you going to junior high school at thirteen, Old Six? Transfer students these days are really something."
"Old Six, what are your abilities?"
"Let's exchange contact information."
"Curious to know who's missing on your left? That's the school hunk. Many girls want to sit next to him but are too shy to ask. Now, you've taken that spot."
"。。。"
Until the bell rang for the end of class, Mi Xiaoliu still hadn't said a word to him, spending the ten-minute break sitting quietly at the desk with his head down, lost in thought.
Poor Jim, feeling bored, rested his head on the desk and tried to catch up on some sleep.
On the stage, a chubby teacher with a serious face was talking to the students. He seemed like a new teacher, and it was his first time in this class. Following the usual practice of many professional teachers, he either chats to get to know everyone better at the beginning of the first class or says some not-so-nice words to establish authority.
This teacher seemed to be the latter. Half of the class time was spent with him speaking in a stern manner and telling not-so-nice jokes. Despite this, some students below would laugh a bit to ease the tense atmosphere.
No troublemakers challenged him. Almost everyone cooperated quietly and listened to him, except for Mi Xiaoliu, who kept her head down and didn't even glance at him. This made the chubby teacher furrow his brow involuntarily.
At the age of 13, many children like to act cool, known as being a little immature. Mi Xiaoliu did not have bandages on his arms or strange drawings, indicating a mild case.
However, Mi Xiaoliu was not trying to act cool and ignore people. It was just that at this moment, due to his brain feeling blank as if connected to the Mofitte Network, not even the chubby teacher on the platform lifting his pant leg to show black stockings and winking at him could stir any emotion in him.
It was not time travel or rebirth. It was just a simple case of total blankness in his brain, with no memories whatsoever, not even of why he was here.
His medical report and personal information were right in front of him, but he didn't know how to read them. He could only awkwardly follow the voice in his head and clumsily attach the brooch to his chest, accidentally cutting his finger on the pin.
The wound almost instantly healed, not even a drop of blood flowing out.
"Let me introduce myself first. I am the system's little elf, Sasha. Once again, the master has lost his memory, how pitiful."
The voice in his head appeared again.
"This is when I come in handy. Please silently think of the word 'system', silent thinking means saying it in your mind."
Mi Xiaoliu followed suit.
A typical interface of a third-rate web game appeared out of nowhere in front of him.
However, most functions were grayed out, with the only colored part being the middle spinning wheel.
Sasha, "Let me explain. After my modifications, 99% of the prizes in the lucky draw function have turned into fragments of the master's memories. The amount spent on the draw is also the master's currency in reality, deducted automatically from the master's bank card or similar financial details first, and only then from real currency. The master's current balance is 3999.85…"
Ignoring her, Mi Xiaoliu reached out and touched the spinning wheel.
This action touched the braid of the girl sitting in front, eliciting an angry glare.
Under the spinning wheel, three buttons appeared: Single Draw, Ten Draws, All Draws.
[System: Note: On the first day after losing memory, the lottery is discounted by half (20,000 mila coins), and common sense memories account for 90%.]
Mi Xiaoliu clicked on a single draw, which didn't have any special meaning, it was just because the single draw option was listed first.
He accidentally hit the nose of the person in front of him, making her so angry that she wanted to hit someone, but she hesitated because of the "C" on Mi Xiaoliu's chest.
[Memory fragment 10086: The heart is an important organ in the body, without the heart beating, a person would not survive.]
It was just a piece of common sense memory, but it made him feel deeply fulfilled. It brought a sense of relief compared to a blank slate. It was like a beginner in a game getting their first sword, finally seeing the attack button light up, giving a sense of comfort.
"Master, I suggest you draw 2,000 coins first, and then the rest…"
After tasting the sweetness of success, Mi Xiaoliu decided to go all in.
Sasha, "??"
A wave of dizziness, so intense that it made him feel nauseous, hit his brain, causing him to instinctively cover his head.
He noticed his classmates looking at him with a judgmental look about his behavior.
[Extracting memories fragments…]
[Language and writing]
[The police emergency number is 110]
[Money can be used to buy things]
[Summer is very hot, winter is very cold]
[Surprisingly, the couple's wedding dates were on the same day]
[When people are killed, they die]
[Mutants have a risk of losing control]
。。。
[Current balance: 19.85]
Suddenly filled up, feeling so fulfilled and comfortable.
Learned some common sense, including the importance of "responding when someone talks to you", just like he didn't respond to Jim earlier.
He quickly reached out to wake up Jim who was sleeping on the desk.
Then nodded at him and said, "Okay, I understand."
Jim, "???"
Is this new student a bit strange in the head?
"Master! How can you live without money?!" Sasha, who had been daydreaming for a long time, exclaimed.
Mi Xiaoliu opened his mouth.
It wasn't until he had invested all his money in memory extraction that he regained the common sense that "money is important."
At this moment, the fat teacher who had been ignored by someone for a long time coldly knocked on the podium:
"I know I just came to this class, and some students with good abilities may not accept it. I won't mention the name of a student who is sitting in the fourth row, the second student from the left from my perspective…"
Then Mi Xiaoliu took out an old-fashioned keypad phone in front of the teacher and dialed 110.
"I want to report a crime."
Massive funds are flowing ambiguously.
"…This student, can we both calm down?"
The fat teacher's voice softened a lot.
