Above the gray fog

"Thank you, uncle." After the middle-aged uncle finished changing the money, the boy opened the car door and pulled the girl out of the car.

Crossing the wide road, you can see the plaque of 'Wu'an No. 2 Lingyi Middle School' in the distance.

The roads are paved with special cement boards, which are extremely strong and difficult to damage by ordinary extraordinary people. Most of the people coming and going on the road are wearing modern simple clothes, and a small number of people are wearing ancient costumes. In the city, there are It's not a rule. Chaofan mostly likes to wear complicated ancient costumes. They rarely wear modern clothes that are simple, convenient and attractive.

There is another rule. If you meet someone who is dressed simply and casually, you should pay attention. This person may be a big boss.

The two walked through the crowd and came to the school gate across the road. They walked straight into the school, occasionally meeting acquaintances and saying hello to each other along the way.

"Wang Ling, Wang Keyao! Here, here!" Suddenly, an unusually loud shout came from the side.

"Ah! It's Fat Brother!" Wang Keyao exclaimed.

"Nangong Xiaoming, hahaha, I haven't seen you for two months, and you've gained weight again." The young man named Wang Ling burst into wild laughter when he saw the fat boy in front of him, who was as fat as a ball.

"You know nothing. I have a physique. Do you understand that I have an extraordinary physique? I am born with high resistance to all things!" Nangong Xiaoming said with an unhappy look on his face.

"You have such a bad physique. Even if you believe your father's lies to you, you are simply fat." Wang Lingling said happily.

"Don't listen to my brother, I just think it's good to be fatter." Wang Keyao interjected from the side.

"Ah, Keyao, do you really think so?" Nangong Xiaoming seemed to feel the encouragement and immediately straightened his belly...and waist.

"Yes." Wang Keyao nodded seriously, "Haven't you heard that being fat covers a lot of ugliness? As long as you are fat enough, others won't care about your appearance. You see, everyone in school says you are fat. ,Has anyone ever said you are ugly?”

Nangong Xiaoming: "..."

"Pfft." When other students passing by heard this, they couldn't help laughing. Although they knew that this was wrong, they felt that it made sense.

"Okay, let's go and report in quickly." Seeing Nangong Xiaoming deep in thought, Wang Ling quickly spoke out. He was afraid that Nangong Xiaoming would want to isolate himself.

This school is not big. Although the name of the school is "Wu'an Second Lingyi Middle School", in fact there is only this Lingyi Middle School in Wu'an City, because "First Lingyi Middle School" is in Yongchang City, and there are only three human races. It’s not that Lingyi Middle School and Lingyi University don’t want to build more schools, but even if they were built, there wouldn’t be that many students.

Just the word 'spiritual instrument' has blocked 99% of the human race. The minimum requirement for admission is to reach the peak of pseudo-supernormality before the age of fifteen.

There is no such thing as cultivation in the gray fog world. The only way is to eat, eat spiritual meat and plants. This involves the issue of the distribution of extraordinary resources. Even extraordinary people need these resources. If they are distributed to Ordinary people... are even more urgent. Fortunately, there is a family to control the distribution, and the human race does not have the situation of the cat clan.

Therefore, 'Lingyi Middle School' is also known as 'Noble Middle School'. Even if there is a family to control it, this situation cannot be avoided. When extraordinary resources are not sufficient, the strong will always be strong and the weak will always be weak. This situation cannot be reversed by humans, or in other words, this is a rule that the developing race cannot reverse.

Second Lingyi Middle School, Class 1, Grade 3.

A group of boys and girls wearing short-sleeved pants and shorts were chatting in the classroom about what they had seen and heard during the summer vacation.

"I went into the gray fog with some of my uncles this summer vacation!"

"Really or not, isn't your father worried about you?"

"It was my father who forced me to go. He also said that if I die, he will have another child with my mother..."

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing so hard." Nangong Xiaoming turned his head behind him and grinned: "Your origin was just an accident. Your father just wanted to get rid of you with the help of gray fog."

"Not necessarily. Maybe you are not their son at all. Has your father ever told you that you were picked up from the trash can?" Someone next to him analyzed calmly.

"Okay... It seems that there has been a case where he said that he went to the bank to deposit money and the bank gave it to me." The young man had a look of horror on his face.

"Seeing is false, hearing is believing! So there is only one truth!"

"Sun Thief, you've had enough." Wang Ling, who was sitting in the front row with Wang Keyao, cursed and turned his head, "I won't talk about the wrong use of idioms. Is your reading comprehension always zero? Don't bully Li Ziqiang just because he's stupid. Don’t you know what’s going on with him, Xiaopang, and Li Ziqiang?”

"Monitor Wang, I'm not stupid."

"..."

"Young Master Wang, what's wrong? I'm just joking and you're still serious?"

"Some people's jokes cannot be made, and they are not funny." Wang Ling said word by word.

"Want to fight?"

"Come on!"

"Brother, forget it, don't be like Sun Ze, others are just like that." Seeing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Wang Keyao who was next to him quickly grabbed Wang Ling.

Thirty students in the class were all watching the show. Although they were all in the same class and knew each other, they were not in the same circle. It would do no good to offend anyone. It would be better not to help anyone.

The Wang family, Nangong family, Sun family, including the Li family where Li Ziqiang is, these families are huge behemoths with people in the human family. If they were not in school together, they might never have any intersection with the people of these families in their lives. Although they themselves are carefully selected human geniuses, it is almost impossible to climb to their level in peacetime.

"Young men, are you so angry on the first day of school? How about doing this test paper?" Before the person arrived, a gentle voice came in first, but her words made most students look a little unnatural. How can they have time to study in the two-month summer vacation? Even if they study, they will learn the application of spiritual instruments. Who would study boring history...

"Hello, Teacher Qian!" The students stood up and saluted.

"Sit down..." Qian Nianyun said softly, and then raised his voice, "Today is the first day of school, there will be no class, do a test paper."

"Ah..." There was a wailing sound below, "Teacher Qian, we all forgot, why don't we take the test in a few days..."

"What? You threw history aside when you got home. The entrance examination of Lingyi University requires history. There are only a few major stages in the human race's hundred-year history. Primary school students can pass it. Don't tell me you don't know. When Lingyi gets full marks, but history fails, you will cry." Qian Nianyun pretended to be stern and said, "I don't care about other minor subjects, but I must pass history."

"Wang Keyao, pass the test paper."

"Okay, teacher."