Fantasy Infinite Self-Destruction

"Hey, Xiaofeng is still sleeping. The evening self-study is about to end. Junior martial arts students like us can't meet the standards and still don't study hard to get into a good university. It will be difficult for us to gain a foothold in society in the future."

Lin Feng was woken up by the sound in his ear and looked at his deskmate, Wang Lei, his best friend and best friend with an unhappy expression.

The two grew up together and in the same community. It can be said that they have a very good relationship.

But what he said about 'junior students of the martial arts school' made me a little confused.

"Today is probably the last night of self-study in high school. It's too late to study hard." Lin Feng rubbed his swollen brows and said weakly.

"Hey, that's true." Wang Lei looked simple and honest. He touched his nose at this moment, and then said with a mysterious face, "Have you heard recently that our college's popular goddess Liu Yiqi just won the title of High Level student of the martial arts school a few days ago? As for the title, it is said that with her talent, she will probably be able to become a Martial Artist in a few years before graduating from college. Darling, Martial Artist, even the most Low Level Yellow Level Martial Artist status is extremely noble."

After saying that, Wang Lei showed an envious expression.

"Huh? I know Liu Yiqi has big breasts, but what the hell is a Martial Artist? Have you read too many fantasy novels?" Lin Feng made sure that he heard correctly, and immediately looked at Wang Lei with an expression as if he was looking at a fool.

But in my impression, although Wang Lei has a close relationship with me, he usually studies well enough to pass the exam. It seems... I have never seen him reading any fantasy novels.

"What fantasy novel? Are you confused? You don't even know about Martial Artist? Do you know how much social status you will get by becoming a Martial Artist? With such a large population in China, the proportion of the number of Martial Artists It’s a must. Tsk tsk, log into the Martial Artist Hall, it will be really... a great success, but let’s not think about it.”

Seeing Wang Lei's words that didn't sound like a joke, Lin Feng was a little confused.

He glanced at the history on the table, then opened it and read it.

At this moment, my whole outlook suddenly exploded.

This year is the 50th year of the Federation Calendar after the Cataclysm. Fifty years ago, a large number of monsters suddenly emerged from the earth and wreaked havoc on humans all over the world. Human beings called that era the 'Catastrophe' event. After the Cataclysm, humans discovered that they could Gaining great strength through practice, even flying into the sky and escaping into the sea is no longer a boast.

"Ah! Why are you pinching me!" Wang Lei suddenly felt a pain in his right leg. When he saw Lin Feng pinching him, he immediately swatted his hand away, but he was not angry.

"Dalei, tell me what is my father's name and what is my mother's name?"

"You are stupid. Your father's name is Lin Guoqing, your mother's name is Liu Huilan, and our sister is Lin Xiaonan."

"How is Xiao...Xiao Nan?" Lin Feng asked nervously.

"You also know Xiaonan, she is a very pitiful child. If your father hadn't taken her in, your relatives would have sent her to an orphanage."

Boom~

Lin Feng's head suddenly felt like it was exploding. Liu Xiaonan was Lin Feng's cousin. Her parents died in a car accident when she was young, and she unfortunately lost both legs in the car accident.

Everything around me is correct. My classmates are all the same. What is wrong is just my current worldview.

China is not called China.

Cataclysm...Martial Artist...Martial Artist....

Lin Feng immediately took out his mobile phone and started browsing the Internet for information about Martial Artist, regardless of the surprised looks of other students.

It turns out that Martial Artist is divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Under Martial Artist, there are quasi-Martial Artist, Junior Martial Artist, Middle Level, and High Level students.

There are more than 6,000 students in the No. 1 High School in East China City where he is located, but most of them are junior students. The number of Middle Level students is very small, and there are only a few High Level students.

There is not even one quasi-Martial Artist among more than 6,000 people, which shows how difficult it is to become a Martial Artist.

And once you become a Martial Artist, even a quasi-Martial Artist, your social status will rise sharply, and you will receive a generous reward from China every year. Remember, this reward will be given out as long as you become a quasi-Martial Artist. And you won't be asked to do anything.

Martial Artist is used to defend against the monsters on the earth. Monsters are divided into four levels. The divisions correspond to the Martial Artist levels, which are ABCD from low to high. They are used by humans to protect humans from these huge numbers of monsters. arms'!

Become a Martial Artist, and ordinary people will respect you extremely. Any family in China, no, all over the world will be extremely proud that their son or daughter becomes a Martial Artist.

As for Lin Feng, he cannot even meet the standard of a junior martial arts student. If he cannot become a Martial Artist, then his life on Earth will naturally be the same as in his previous life.

It is true that this is a parallel world, but Lin Feng feels as if after sleeping, his body has traveled to this parallel world.

The same family, the same best friends, the only thing that remains unchanged is that the earth seems to have entered... the era of great cultivation...

"I want to be quiet..." Lin Feng looked at his phone and touched his forehead.

Oh my God!

I am just studying in the evening and taking a nap. How did I end up in such a world?

Jingle bell bell~

After an unknown amount of time, the bell rang for the end of the evening self-study, and Wang Lei said: "Xiao Feng, please go back first. I still have a few questions to finish."

"Well, come on." Lin Feng replied expressionlessly, and then walked out of the classroom like a machine.

In a trance, a little lost.

Lin Feng was eighteen years old and a high school student who was about to take the college entrance examination. Suddenly, his mind was flooded with unfamiliar views, and naturally he couldn't adapt to it.

Lin Feng lives in the "Yulan Community", which is an ordinary community. His parents are also standard office workers. His family is relatively ordinary, but he still lives a comfortable life and has close friends.

I even often dream of pinching the breasts of the popular goddess Liu Yiqi.

It was naturally dark during the evening self-study, and Lin Feng was walking on the street in a daze.

At this time, an overloaded truck speeded over, ignoring the traffic lights.

Didi!

The drunk driver honked the horn crazily and cursed: "Boy! Go away!"

However, it was too late, and the truck hit Lin Feng hard.

The driver's mind went blank, but Lin Feng's whole body exploded when he was hit.

boom! Explode instantly!

The truck was blown over and the driver was unconscious and seriously injured, while Lin Feng was reduced to a pool of blood...

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