Chapter 0001 He really cannot bear it
The physical pain is far less than one percent of the heartache.
A few minutes later, after the Wood God Technique circulated multiple times within his body, Su Heng's condition improved somewhat, and he endured the pain to continue walking towards the school dormitory
In the year 650 of the Ming Dynasty, outside the campus of Jiangzhou University of Technology in Jiangdong Province, Su Heng was walking towards the campus when a figure suddenly dashed out from the roadside, delivering a fierce punch that struck Su Heng in the abdomen
Du Huan's punch just now was merely a warning, but Su Heng was certain that if he continued, with the foundation of the Xu family, if they truly resolved to do something, even though he was a student at Jiangzhou University of Technology, he would inexplicably encounter a serious accident
This dormitory is a wooden building imbued with ancient charm and elegance. Inside the structure, there are vines and various unknown flowers and plants everywhere. Natural small trees have grown into the shapes of tables and chairs, and some plants beside the tables and chairs emit a warm and gentle glow, illuminating the space
He truly cannot bear it
Parallel world, reborn in a parallel world, after nineteen years of nurturing grace, yet having to make your mother cry and plead to converse with you, Su Heng, what meaning does your existence hold!
In the dormitory building 701 of Jiangzhou University of Technology's Department of Lingmu, as Su Heng just stepped into the room, he lost all his strength and collapsed onto the floor with a thud. At that moment, he felt an indescribable sense of frustration and an intense hatred for his own helplessness
With a single punch, Su Heng lost all his strength, his entire body felt as if it had been burned red, radiating heat. As he endured the pain while circulating the Wood God Technique, his figure sneered and spat, "Su Heng, I am here to convey a message from Xu Shao. Stop causing trouble online. This time, consider it a small lesson. Next time, it will be a broken arm or leg, or you will meet your short-lived dead father in the afterlife. Do you understand?"
Ding, the host's soul power has reached the required standard, the Super Academic God System is officially activated
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A hanging net made of two vines is suspended like a hammock between the two sides of the dormitory
Su Heng, a freshman at Jiangzhou University of Technology, was struck by this news as if by a thunderbolt, and immediately requested leave from school to rush back to his hometown
At that moment, a ringtone sounded, and Su Heng picked up his phone to find it was his mother's call. Upon answering, a voice filled with despair and urgency came through, "Xiao Heng, Xiao Heng? Are you okay? You must not get into any trouble. The Xu family has sent someone to warn me to keep you in line. Xiao Heng, I beg you, your father is already in that state; even if he is in a coma, he is still alive. One day, when you become strong, you will have the chance to heal him. Please do not do anything foolish; we cannot afford to provoke the Xu family. I am really scared. They threatened me, saying that if you continue to stir things up online, they will... I am so afraid of losing you too. Xiao Heng, promise me, promise your mother. This is the first time your mother has begged you in this life; please do not do anything foolish. Can we just let it go like this?"
Whispering sorrowfully to the mirror, growing more agitated with each word, Su Heng, already in a state of extreme despondency, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in his brain, approaching the brink of fainting
Having sought justice in the local government office without success, he began posting online, hoping to publicize the matter and attract social attention. He aimed to pressure the local authorities into action through public opinion, seeking to hold the Xu family accountable under the law and to cover his father's medical expenses. However, as he gained some notoriety online, he soon became the target of retaliation from the Xu family
Aren't you afraid? Tsk tsk, what about your mother? Do you want to see your mother lying in a hospital bed, just like your father, not knowing whether she will live or die next time?
But what use is being handsome
As his mother's cries grew louder, the pleading tone in her voice became increasingly heavy. Su Heng also became anxious, his tone unable to maintain calmness. "Mom, I'm fine. I won't be like that again. I promise you I will study hard and make something of myself. I will definitely find a way to cure Dad and bring him back to consciousness."
Xu family, Xu family
After a series of ominous words, Du Huan took a puff of his cigarette, blew a cloud of smoke directly at Su Heng, and then left with a boisterous laugh.
Su Heng was filled with rage and thought of killing someone, but gradually he calmed down a bit and became melancholic again. "Is there anyone more unfortunate than me among the reincarnators? Although my parents in this life are not the same as those in my previous life, I have had complete cognitive memories since infancy."
Struggling to maintain his composure, Su Heng comforted his mother with a few words before hanging up the phone and walking into the bathroom, where he bent over the sink and washed his face frantically.
The architectural layout of the spirit wood system is mostly like this, and these plants also possess a spiritual essence
His mother, who raised him since childhood, cried and pleaded with him for one thing, which he could not bear to accept
Death is not frightening; what Su Heng finds helpless is that his parents have worked hard to raise him. When his father is in a near-vegetative state and his mother has turned half of her hair white overnight due to excessive grief, if he were to die unexpectedly, what a tremendous blow would that be to her
In the Great Ming Empire, with over 20 billion subjects, the number of deaths due to accidents or incidents each day is not insignificant. Remember me, my name is Du Huan. Do not let me come to find you again, or it will be your time to die
However, the Xu family is a super wealthy family in his hometown county, and one should not underestimate the local tycoons in a county. With over 200 billion citizens in the Ming Dynasty, on average, each county has over ten million people. Su Heng's hometown is a populous county with thirty to forty million residents, and the influence of the wealthy families within it is astonishing. If it were not for the consideration of Su Heng's identity as a top student from a second-tier university, the situation of the Su family would be even worse.
A few days ago, my father Su Zhen was involved in an accident and inadvertently offended a concubine of the wealthy Xu family in our hometown county. As a result, that malicious Xu family member sent someone to beat him, leaving him disabled. Furthermore, due to the delay in medical treatment, he remains in a coma to this day. The doctors have stated that without sufficient high-grade spiritual medicine for treatment, he is likely to remain in a persistent vegetative state for a long time
As Su Heng's breathing became increasingly labored, a vine plant suddenly extended a stem and leaves from one side of the wooden floor, slithering like a serpent. The leaves brushed gently across Su Heng's face, infusing him with a warm current that slightly calmed his emotions.
Moments later, looking at the handsome and radiant face in the mirror, this is a face that could make any woman scream, complemented by a height of 1.9 meters and the vibrant age of 19. In a previous generation on Earth, he would likely have become the most popular young celebrity.
In my previous life, my parents raised me until I graduated from university at the age of 24. After just a few months of working, I died in a car accident, unable to live any longer! I caused them unnecessary sorrow, leaving them to grieve for the rest of their lives
Su Heng let out a bitter laugh, pressing the leaf against his face, "I really am useless!"
At the moment Su Heng fell into a coma, a strange voice flashed through his mind. At the same time, outside the bathroom, the hammock belonging to Su Heng spread out like a web of vine serpents, extending a slender vine into the bathroom. At the top of the vine, a flower bloomed at a visible speed, dropping droplets of floral nectar onto Su Heng's bloodied right hand.
Su Heng stared intently at the receding figure, his skin still resembling that of a boiled shrimp, in great pain, yet he did not utter a single sound, silently gritting his teeth.