Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Before Yang Xian even reached the entrance of the teaching building, he was blocked by three figures.

The three girls had a mix of shyness and excitement on their faces, and each was holding a small notebook and a pen in their hands.

"Um... Yang Xian, could you give us an autograph?" The short-haired girl at the front mustered her courage and spoke first.

sign?

Yang Xian stopped in his tracks, bewildered, and asked, "Why do you want my autograph?"

"Hey, Yang Xian, don't keep it from us anymore!" Another girl with a ponytail exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. "We know!"

"You know what?" Yang Xian was even more confused.

"It's that theory about mechanical life that you proposed in class yesterday!" the short-haired girl eagerly answered. "Professor Zhong has already verified it and successfully proved that your theory is correct!"

The girl next to him added:

"Professor Zhong even wrote your theory and verification process into a paper, which was published directly in the most authoritative academic journal in Star City!"

"The entire Star City is in an uproar!"

"You're a big celebrity in our Star City now!"

Yang Xian: "???"

What the heck?

I?

A famous person?

Just because I repeated a few words from Lin Ai, I got published in a journal? And it caused a sensation throughout the city?

Isn't the academic community in Star City being a bit too hasty?

He was completely unaware.

Just how huge an impact did those "retelled" remarks yesterday have on Star City?

Yang Xian subconsciously turned his head and looked at the pink phantom beside him.

"Hmph!" Lin Ai wore an extremely smug smile, stretched out a finger, and tapped Yang Xian's nose.

"I've already told you! He's the world's most amazing 'machine engineer'!"

"I wasn't lying to you!"

Ten years ago, after using the power of "Spark," Lin Ai unexpectedly comprehended some fundamental laws concerning "mechanics."

The knowledge she now possesses is at least a hundred years ahead of Star City!

Even the mecha "Star" that they casually created is something that Star City has yet to surpass!

Unfortunately, given Lin Ai's current state, she cannot directly share this knowledge and technology.

The only way to tell the world these things is through Yang Xian... little by little.

"Look! It's Yang Xian!"

"It really is him! He's even more handsome than in the photos!"

"Yang Xian! I want an autograph too!"

"Me too! Me too!"

"Yang Xian, are you free this weekend? I'd like to invite you to our family's restaurant for dinner..."

A sudden commotion arose around them.

The students who were initially watching from a distance quickly surrounded Yang Xian.

All sorts of notebooks, textbooks, and even school uniforms were handed to him.

"Don't rush... everyone, don't push!" Yang Xian, squeezed in the middle of the crowd, frantically tried to manage the situation. "One at a time!"

At the other end of the corridor, Wei Teng and his henchmen witnessed this scene.

"Young Master Wei, let's go get an autograph too! Look how crowded it is, we'll be late if we don't hurry!" One of the underlings said, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Snapped!"

Wei Teng slapped the underling on the back of the head.

"Signature? Sign it! What a load of rubbish!"

"He's just some country bumpkin from who-knows-where, what's so great about him?"

He stared intently at Yang Xian, who was surrounded by the crowd, his jealousy almost bursting forth in a tangible way.

Not only people from their own class, but also people from other classes and even other grades came.

Especially the girls, they pushed forward like crazy, their enthusiasm was a hundred times more exaggerated than when they were chasing after him!

All that fame and adulation should have been mine!

They're all mine!

"He's just a country bumpkin, and not even that good-looking!"

"Why is she so popular!"

Wei Teng roared in a low voice.

"Uh..." The henchmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

There should be a limit to narcissism, right?

Can't they even recognize the most basic reality?

Wei Shao is somewhat handsome, but compared to Yang Xian's refined yet heroic face...

Well, there's simply no comparison.

The underling who had been beaten covered the back of his head and looked at Wei Teng with a wronged expression.

"Young Master Wei! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! If you're not going, I'll go by myself!"

After saying that, he ignored Wei Teng's reaction and squeezed into the crowd in a flash.

"Useless trash!" Wei Teng trembled with rage. "If you go, don't ever come back!"

The others exchanged glances and made up their minds as well.

"Um... Mr. Westbrook, sorry! We'd like an autograph too!"

"Yeah, Young Master Wei, you might not have another chance!"

"We'll go first!"

After they finished speaking, they ran towards Yang Xian without looking back.

They all knew very well that Yang Xian was still just a student, so they could still go up and say a few words to him.

If he really becomes a great person in the future, we'll probably be from two completely different worlds.

By then, forget about getting an autograph; even meeting them will be incredibly difficult.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

Seeing that his surroundings had suddenly become empty, Wei Teng clutched his stomach in anger, feeling his stomach start to hurt again.

"Young Master Wei! Calm down!" The last remaining henchman quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Damn it!" Wei Teng gritted his teeth. "This guy has stolen my thunder time and time again! I have to teach him a lesson!"

The henchman's eyes darted around, and he leaned close to Wei Teng's ear: "Young Master Wei, there seems to be a mecha training class later. You can take advantage of this opportunity..."

Outside in the corridor, Yang Xian's hand was almost sore from signing so many autographs.

"Class, class is about to start, I'll sign one last thing..." he called out with difficulty, holding up the pen, "Can you all go back to the classroom first? Next time, I'll definitely sign for you next time!"

"Me! Yang Xian, sign me!"

"Sign mine! My notebook is the best!"

The students rushed to take turns, and no one was willing to give in.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, a dignified voice rang out.

"What are you all doing here! Don't you have class?"

It's Teacher Zhong.

With a stern face, he shouted:

"Why don't you all focus on your studies! Instead of wasting time chasing celebrities, you should read more books!"

"Don't bother Yang Xian anymore! You should all learn from him and strive to bring honor to our college!"

"Did you hear me!"

The students reluctantly dispersed when they saw that Teacher Zhong was angry.

The once crowded corridor has become empty again.

"Teacher Zhong, thank you so much..." Yang Xian breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had finally been saved.

Before he could finish expressing his gratitude, Teacher Zhong quickly glanced left and right.

After confirming that no one was around, he put on a fawning smile and stealthily pulled out a notebook.

"Yang Xian, could you sign your name for the teacher too?"

Yang Xian: "..."

-

"How did things turn out like this..."

During class, Yang Xian finally sat back down in his seat and let out a long sigh.

He clearly only wanted to stay quietly in Star City, spend his days peacefully, and then find a way to return to South Sea City.

As a result, he inexplicably became a big celebrity in the whole city.

Ugh……

Just as he was filled with emotion, a small white paper ball flew over from the side and gently landed on his table.

Yang Xian picked up the crumpled paper with a puzzled look and slowly unfolded it.

Above was a line of neat handwriting—

"Yang Xian, do you want a wife?"