Chinese Superman

With the appearance of this "miniature sun", the temperature in the secluded room increased exponentially!

Outside the mountains, it was the dead of winter. Although the base was spring-like all year round with a constant temperature of 20°C, Xia Xinghan's secluded meditation room quickly exceeded 1,000 degrees Celsius and was still soaring!

Even though a bio-force field automatically formed an insulating layer on his body, Xia Xinghan still felt a distinct burning sensation.

The specially made alloy walls around it were illuminated by a bright red glow, and began to make a hissing sound as they were overwhelmed. The surface even showed signs of softening and melting!

The sophisticated vital sign monitoring equipment, fresh air systems, and so on were all rendered useless and melted down in an instant.

"not good!"

Xia Xinghan was startled. His mind raced, and he quickly withdrew his energy.

The terrifying "miniature sun" at his fingertips flickered a few times, then quickly dimmed, shrank, and finally dissipated into a wisp of green smoke.

Inside the room, which was glowing red like a steelmaking furnace, the terrifyingly high temperature finally stopped rising and began to slowly decrease, but the metal walls already bore clearly visible traces of melting, like the tears of a dying candle.

Xia Xinghan looked at his fingers, then around the furnace-like seclusion room, his cute face filled with shock.

"Did I just... rub a sun out with my hands?"

He was merely trying to extract and gather the energy contained in the "miniature stars" in the more than 8,000 epidermal cells of his right index finger, but he never expected the power to be so terrifying!

"Let's call this move 'Fireball' for now."

Xia Xinghan gave a name to the move he had casually experimented with, and he was very excited.

"Shout out Fireball, then unleash a nuclear blast, giving the enemy a little surprise, hahaha, sneaky, so sneaky!"

Immediately, Xia Xinghan's expression turned serious, and he pinched his brow with two fingers.

"No, you become like those you associate with. I've been infected by Grandpa Guo, I can't be as cunning as him."

While guarding the national treasure, Mr. Guo inexplicably sneezed.

He looked up at the ceiling, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Who was talking about me behind my back just now?"

"It's probably my young friend Nezha. I actually miss him a bit since he's not around..."

Such a terrifying intuition is one of the many mysteries of the military strategist's bamboo slips.

"Ugh, I really want to find a place to test the true power of the Fireball spell..."

Xia Xinghan sighed and left the unbearably hot meditation room.

Fortunately, the door could still be opened, the lock cylinder hadn't melted, and it had both mechanical and electronic safety features; otherwise, he would have forced open the armored blast door.

"Sizzle—"

As the door moved, an astonishing heat mixed with billowing white steam escaped from the entrance.

Xia Xinghan glanced back and suddenly realized...

This place is too small.

Having been in this world for over a year, I've spent most of my time in the base.

Reading, studying, practicing, creating new methods, playing with classmates... Although it's fulfilling, how vast is the world?

Famous mountains and rivers recorded in ancient books, ancient ruins buried by the dust of history, various mysteries revealed with the revival of spiritual energy, and ownerless relics scattered among the people or in the wilderness...

"A shallow pond cannot raise a true dragon."

Xia Xinghan murmured to himself, his eyes gleaming with contemplation.

"My foundation cannot come solely from books. I need real life experience, to witness a wider world, and to face unknown challenges and opportunities."

"Moreover... I need more spirit stones, a lot of spirit stones! Relying solely on exchanging martial arts for them is ultimately limited. In the outside world, there might be undiscovered spirit stone veins, or other ways to obtain resources."

A thought gradually became clear and firm.

It's time to leave.

……

Winter goes and spring comes, spring goes and winter comes.

The signs of seasonal change are particularly evident in the deep mountains.

When the first snow fell in a flurry, turning the rolling peaks and the area surrounding the base into a pure silver-white expanse, the base opened a secluded helipad, originally used for special transport, as a venue for post-snow activities for the trainees.

Heavy snow fell from the vast sky.

The helipad was covered with thick snow, turning it into a natural playground.

The boys and girls of the Opening Heaven Class and the Pidi Class temporarily forgot the hardships of cultivation and the pressure of competition, and frolicked to their hearts' content in this vast white world.

Snowballs flew everywhere, laughter and exclamations mingled with the crunching sound of running through the snow, creating an atmosphere full of youthful energy and vitality.

Xia Xinghan did not participate in the snowball fight.

He was already immune to heat and cold, but at Lin Tingwan's insistence, he still wore a warm white down jacket and a fluffy cartoon hat, and sat quietly on a bench in a rest area cleared out at the edge of the tarmac.

On the table in front of Xia Xinghan was a small but exquisitely crafted cream cake.

Today is his third birthday.

Although he is only three years old, he looks like a five or six-year-old child. His features are gradually developing, and his cuteness and childishness are beginning to show amazing handsomeness. He is more than qualified to be a child star on TV.

"Little Nezha, are you hiding here all alone eating cake?"

A pleasant voice rang out.

Xia Xinghan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Su Xiao and Liu Mengyan walking over side by side.

More than a year has passed, and the girls have shed much of their naivety and grown into graceful young women.

Su Xiao wore a neat single ponytail, with a beautiful face, a sunny and lively personality, and a calm yet gentle temperament.

Liu Mengyan, on the other hand, has a bright and cheerful style. Her figure is far more developed than her peers, and her curves are already quite impressive. Even though she is wrapped in thick winter clothes, she still cannot hide her youthful charm.

When Liu Mengyan saw the cake in front of Xia Xinghan, her eyes lit up, and she leaned closer with a mischievous glint in her eye.

She stretched out her slender fingers, quickly ran them across the edge of the cake's frosting, and then playfully drew a line across his fair face.

Not finished yet.

Liu Mengyan withdrew her cream-covered finger, took her fingertip into her rosy lips, gently sucked on it, blinked, and smiled, "Mmm, sweet but not cloying! Who made this cake? It's so delicious!"

It was naturally Lin Tingwan.

Su Xiao rolled her eyes at Liu Mengyan helplessly and gently patted her arm: "Stop fooling around."

With her keen intuition, she sat on the bench and asked softly, "Little Nezha, is today... your birthday?"

Xia Xinghan nodded, picked up a disposable plate and plastic knife from the side, and skillfully cut two appropriately sized pieces of cake, handing them to Su Xiao and Liu Mengyan respectively.

"Yes, Sister Su Xiao, Sister Liu, let's eat together."

Originally, Mr. Qian, Commissioner Chen, and Lin Tingwan were going to celebrate for him internally.

But hearing that the first snow of the year had fallen outside and that the students were playing in it, Xia Xinghan cut half of the cake and brought it out to share with everyone.

Liu Mengyan took the cake, took a small bite, and looked at Xia Xinghan's increasingly delicate and adorable face. She couldn't help but laugh and tease, "Oh, our little Nezha is three years old now! He's getting more and more handsome. I wonder which little girl will be lucky enough to win his heart when he grows up~"

Su Xiao's hand holding the cake paused almost imperceptibly, her eyelids lowered, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids. Her heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked by this joke.

She looked up at Xia Xinghan, her voice soft: "So, did you make a wish?"