It all started with one person becoming a shaman, but the Stand user...

The other teachers in the office also talked about it as a strange anecdote in private.

This kid once showed off his skills to them when he had nothing else to do, which shocked the teachers.

Afterwards, he only said it was magic.

If things really escalate, it's hard to say who will come out on top.

Therefore, as long as Qinghe Miao does not openly disrupt classroom order or affect the learning of other students.

Most of the time, the teachers were happy to turn a blind eye to his "nonviolent non-cooperation" tactics, preferring to avoid trouble.

But the other students in the classroom didn't have Qing Hemiao's "composure".

To them, Qinghe Miao was a particularly good storyteller.

Those strange and unusual settings, when spoken by him, sounded just like the truth.

The conversation was interrupted by the ringing of the bell, and many people were itching to chat with Qing Hemiao.

Many students even secretly wrote notes and tried every means to pass them to him.

However, Qinghe Miao ignored all of this and didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

It's harmless to tease these "kids" when you're bored.

But as a being with an adult soul, he knew his limits.

Even though he himself had little interest in going to school, he would never disturb these children when they were studying.

Spicy Red Chili Pepper

With a slight thought, a figure invisible to ordinary people quietly appeared beside Qing Hemiao.

The Stand, with its rather strange and aggressive appearance, hovered silently for half a circle in the slightly crowded classroom.

It then transformed into a barely perceptible streak of light and with a "whoosh," it pierced straight into the junction box containing the light switch on the wall behind the podium, disappearing into the crisscrossing wires inside.

Then, a weak but continuous suction force began to be generated, like a sponge absorbing water, extremely slowly drawing in the negligible electrical energy and storing it.

This Stand possesses the ability to absorb and store electricity to enhance its own strength and speed.

Furthermore, by using electric current as a medium, it can freely penetrate into any charged carrier, such as wires, batteries, or even motorcycle batteries, and achieve near-teleportation-like rapid movement through cable networks.

To obtain a Stand that combines stealth, mobility, and growth potential is a huge advantage from the start.

Unfortunately, electricity was still too expensive for remote areas at that time.

In order not to cause trouble or affect others, and also to prevent others from noticing anything unusual.

Therefore, most of the time, [Spicy Red Chili] can only accumulate energy little by little, just like it is now.

It's not much; at the end of the day, it only requires an extra day's worth of electricity to run the air conditioner.

It has always been difficult to fully utilize one's abilities.

Chapter 7 What did the previous life bring?

I wish it were in the future.

Go back and visit a few science parks; you can easily feed it all you want.

Qinghe Miao closed his eyes, but he could clearly feel the tingling sensation of a tiny electrical energy flowing into the substitute's body, and he secretly made plans in his mind.

[I was given a perfunctory lesson on the analysis and meaning of a classic article by a teacher with only a rudimentary understanding of literature. My proficiency in General Literature has increased very slightly. My current proficiency level is: General Literature (Proficient)]

A familiar system notification flashed before my eyes.

The language arts teacher on the podium is not very old, and has not been teaching for very long.

But it's not short either.

Within the system's evaluation framework, it falls right at the threshold of "minor achievement".

The situation is largely the same for teachers of other subjects.

Even those elderly teachers with gray hair who were nearing retirement did not exceed this level in the system's assessment.

Perhaps it would be different for better or higher-grade schools?

After all, Qinghe Miao's school was just an ordinary junior high school on the outskirts of a town.

However, he deduced from this that even in the senior year of high school, those students who studied the hardest and achieved the best grades would still be the top performers.

Under systematic standards, its level of "proficiency" in the corresponding discipline would probably be difficult to surpass the threshold of "minor mastery".

This is also one of the reasons why he is not timid at all after being reborn.

The system's level determination does not have any intermediate ambiguous values ​​such as "half a step to minor success" or "minor success to major perfection".

In front of it, once your proficiency is maxed out, it's a direct upgrade—simple and straightforward.

"Beginner" is just that, "proficient" is just that, it doesn't care about your process or whether there are corresponding conditions.

Once you break through to the next level, you will be able to use the abilities of that level.

Of course, a serious learning attitude and appropriate methods can still affect the speed at which proficiency increases.

Qinghe Miao had secretly made an estimate.

Given the current state of "idling" during class.

By the time he reaches his senior year of high school, the skills he has developed in several subjects will naturally lead to a breakthrough to "minor mastery".

Even if he starts studying like crazy from now on.

It is almost impossible to improve one's level in any subject to the "minor mastery" level in the system before the university entrance exam.

So I decided not to bother.

With a slight thought, he summoned the system panel, which only he could see, and with a quick swipe of his mind, flipped to the status bar and sighed.

Several terms are clearly listed: [forgetfulness, rigidity, murderous intent].

Forgotten

[Due to a long period of work with little connection to his academic background, the knowledge he had accumulated over sixteen years was gradually buried deep in his memory, and his proficiency in all related knowledge-based skills decreased.]

【rigid】

[Due to prolonged engagement in mechanical, repetitive, and uncreative work, mental agility and creative instincts are continuously suppressed and eroded by the environment. The efficiency of acquiring proficiency in all skills involving comprehension, inspiration, and creative thinking is significantly reduced; conversely, proficiency increases slightly when practicing techniques requiring repetitive training.]

Every time I see these two negative traits that he has had since birth...

Qinghe Miao couldn't help but feel embarrassed and wanted to cover her face.

Look at other people's transmigrated protagonists. Even if they don't have innate Dao bodies or extraordinary talents at the beginning, they are at least average people with a blank slate.

When will it be his turn?

Well, it comes with two obvious "debuffs" right from the start, which is to say it's strong from birth.

After all, in his previous life he had at least been admitted to university and received a systematic higher education.

Qinghe Miao estimated that his original background in "General Literature", "General History", and "Scientific Foundation" roughly covered the main abilities he had learned.

Before the journey, the system evaluation should have reached the "minor success" level.

It was only because of the state of "forgetting" that I became "skilled" as I am now.

So, conversely speaking...

When he reached his senior year of high school, he honed these three abilities back to the "minor mastery" level.

This "forgotten" state might disappear automatically.

It's a bit of a clue to the solution.

However, the state of being "rigid" is a bit troublesome.

It directly affects the learning efficiency of skills that require flashes of inspiration and comprehension, such as certain profound techniques and variations of martial arts that require self-comprehension and creation.

However, at least there is some benefit.

It's like closing one door while barely leaving him a small window for ventilation.

Next, his gaze shifted to another ability in the list: [Table Planning (Proficient)].

The game is divided into eight levels based on the previous life's games.

The five relatively easy levels to reach are, in order: beginner, proficient, expert, intermediate, and specialist.

This ability to "plan tables" is probably something he honed in his past life as a corporate slave, dealing with Excel, PowerPoint, and various reports all day long.

It seems that I was not affected by the [Forgotten] state and retained my level before the transmigration.

"It's just 'proficient'..."

Qinghe Miao muttered to himself, feeling slightly ashamed.

It seems my work ability in my past life was indeed not outstanding, no wonder I never got promoted.

This evaluation, in some ways, was more heart-wrenching to him than the two negative states, a feeling that seemed to come from a "past life."

Being young and carefree, I spent another day in a daze of being "idle".

As the school bell rang, Qinghe Miao calmly retracted the [Spicy Red Chili Pepper] hidden in the classroom wiring.

I felt the electrical energy stored within the Stand had increased slightly, almost imperceptibly.

I guess I got to take advantage of the school for another day.

Back home, as usual, I ate dinner, helped with some chores, and then, without fail, practiced the "Helping Soldiers Technique," before finally going to bed.

The parents of this generation inevitably carry the habits of people born and raised in the countryside, and their horizons are limited by this way of life.

Fortunately, they didn't have any particular bad habits, and although the family they formed wasn't wealthy, they still had hope for the future.

They worked tirelessly, tending the fields from dawn till dusk. The greatest wish in the hearts of these two elderly people was to support their son, Qinghe Miao, out of poverty.

Leaving the countryside, I can sit in an office and no longer have to toil in the fields.

Therefore, they rarely let Qinghe Miao do any of the particularly dirty or tiring heavy work around the house.

Whenever he thought of this, Qinghe Miao, who had experienced the later generations, felt somewhat complicated.

I can't imagine what would have happened if he had waited until the time when his degree was rapidly devalued in his previous life.

How should we account for the hard work and sacrifices of ordinary parents?

Fortunately, it was him I met now.

Although he had little interest in studying and taking exams in a conventional manner.

But he has always relied on his maturity far beyond his peers and the "semi-divine" skills he later learned.

At least for now, it makes my parents look quite prestigious in the village.

This pride is real.

This can be considered his way of repaying his bloodline and giving back to his simple and honest parents—a small token of his gratitude.

The night was deep and quiet, and all sounds were still.

Just as Qinghe Miao closed his eyes and his consciousness was about to sink into the edge of a chaotic dreamland, a soft "click" sound suddenly came from the direction of the old-fashioned wooden cabinet against the wall above his head.

Chapter 8 Equipment Slots

The sound was not loud, and even somewhat muffled.

But in the relatively quiet of the night, it seemed particularly out of place.

Spicy Red Chili Pepper

Qinghe Miao frowned, and in a flash, he released a substitute that floated above his bed.

Using the shared field of vision of the remote stand-in, it transformed into lightning and "scanned" the cabinet from top to bottom, left to right, inside and out, and even the cracks in the walls and the rafters on the roof, inch by inch, several times.