I've become the emperor of humanity, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

"Stop it, we're going to be late for the queue."

An Sheng swatted away the two restless little hands and went into the corridor.

Looking down.

The PE teacher, holding a stopwatch, was blowing his whistle to get everyone together. The first-year high school students, who were having PE class, were being herded to the basketball court. The students who were about to run 800 or 1000 meters looked worried.

Every face was clearly visible.

Everything on the playground was clearly visible.

An Sheng rubbed his palms and felt the star-like true energy he had previously expended regenerated.

"Let's go then, I'll come downstairs with you."

Lu Jin put one hand in his pocket, took the half-finished milk from An Sheng's table, and mumbled something indistinctly.

On the way downstairs, Lu Jin casually asked,

"Speaking of which, Xiao An, what type of woman do you like?"

Faced with Qingmei's question, Ansheng only thought deeply for half a second before answering without hesitation: "If I had to say, it would be a tall girl with some muscle definition who shares my interests."

"If it's white, thin, and frail, it feels like it'll fall apart at the slightest touch."

—Why do I feel like you're talking about me?

Lu Jin paused slightly, grinding the straw she was biting with her canine teeth.

She secretly glanced at An Sheng.

But seeing that the latter showed no further reaction, Lu Jin quietly withdrew his gaze.

Ok……

She wanted to seize this opportunity to launch a direct and aggressive confession, saying bluntly, "Sure thing! I'm going to woo you headfirst!"

But Lu Jin was also afraid that after he exposed himself, An Sheng would show an expression that said, "I treated you like a good brother, and you actually wanted to sleep with me."

Grass!

That would make it difficult even to be good friends!

Damn it, the childhood sweetheart/loser trope only exists in novels and anime!

In reality, isn't it true that if a woman pursues a man, as long as the character model looks decent, she can easily win him over?

My face and figure are at least an 8 out of 10, if not a 10!

However, although Lu Jin had a lot of grand principles in his mind.

But when it came to actually putting in the effort, she retreated back into her shell.

—Damn it, if only in real life I could see the affection level of a character like in a visual novel!

As Lu Jin was mentally torturing herself, the two quickly arrived at the end of the physical fitness test line, and An Sheng waved and answered.

An Sheng walked over to Gu Mingsu, whose face was full of sorrow, and raised an eyebrow: "What's with that expression? Why do you look like Feng has died?"

"Silly An Sheng, you've got a sweet tongue, haven't you?"

Gu Mingsu made a sarcastic remark, but continued along with An Sheng's words: "I said that when we have the Labor Day holiday in a couple of days, I'm going to go hiking on the Aotai Trail with my silly sister."

Holy crap!

An Sheng's expression was strange: "Hasn't your sister seen Secret Garden?"

"I know that."

Lu Jin raised his hand: "Isn't it a chaotic battle of geniuses in the wilderness?"

Gu Mingsu covered her face and sighed.

"Of course she watched it, and she watched every single episode before excitedly saying things like 'The Aotai Line is right there,' and if you're going to climb it, you have to challenge the route with the most deaths and the highest difficulty..."

"Awesome."

"sharp."

Immediately afterwards, An Sheng asked curiously,

"But I remember your sister is almost ten years older than you, right? Generally speaking, the eldest sister is like a mother... Are you sure it's not your sister who's going to do this?"

Gu Mingsu: "Didn't I say that my sister has a bad leg and can only use a wheelchair?"

"This one's mine."

An Sheng immediately stopped the conversation, which would make him curse her as a bastard that night, and then smoothly began to speak.

"Old Gu, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to get me some stab-proof vests, medical supplies, crossbows, compressed rations, or anything like that, right?"

He and Gu Mingsu have been friends for almost ten years.

The latter's parents were directors of a listed company. Although they passed away early, they left their estate to their three children.

This can be seen from the fact that Gu Mingsu still lives in the villa and has a dedicated driver to pick her up from school every day.

"Sure, but what do you need all this stuff for...?"

Gu Mingsu was puzzled.

"Recently, the Columbia and the White Army on Terra have been fighting fiercely. In order to survive the apocalypse, it's always good to prevent war."

An Sheng brought up the survivalist argument.

But in fact……

—Of course, it's to prevent potential dangers within the Lostbelts!

After the countdown to the "First Aura Surge" begins.

Even though An Sheng knew that he was probably among the first to know about this and should have had plenty of time to prepare, An Sheng was still aware of the situation.

Yet, deep down, there was still a subtle sense of urgency that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

If I had to give an analogy, it would be like seeing a clear return-to-school date on the first day of the National Day holiday.

An Sheng, on the other hand, suffers from a severe phobia of insufficient firepower.

He's still too weak.

To be safe, one would have to blow up a building with their bare hands, break the sound barrier with their body, and have combat power comparable to the famous 2.5-jo teacher.

So we need to explore the Lostbelts quickly.

Although it was the first time I had walked for so long, I only encountered a skinny boy named Xiaochun.

But who can guarantee that next time, or the time after that, they won't encounter an evil person who has cultivated true qi and whose physique surpasses human limits, just like him?

Even the "martial artist" mentioned in the Qi Cultivation Method?

If it weren't for the fact that firearms were hard to obtain and probably couldn't be brought into the Lostbelt, Anson would have already been rampaging around with a 7.62mm gun and an RPG on his back.

An Sheng had already tested it this morning while walking north.

Real-world items can be transferred to the Lostbelt's "Backpack" by touching the phone.

However, he has found that two conditions need to be met:

1. The size of a single item should not be too large, approximately within 50cm x 50cm.

2. Items cannot be related to modern technology; for example, batteries and mobile phones cannot enter the Lostbelt.

"I'm just rambling on. It's not a big deal anyway."

Although Gu Mingsu didn't quite understand this argument, since it was a long-awaited request from his friend, he naturally did his best to help.

He took An Sheng's phone, dialed a number, mumbled something for less than half a minute, and then tossed the phone back.

"All done. The food will be delivered to your door before dinner."

"Alright, I'll recommend some older man/older woman porn resources to you in a couple of days... Why are you covering my mouth? Isn't this your favorite kind of thing!"

"You're talking about this when girls are around!"

Gu Mingsu gritted her teeth.

"Girls? Where are the girls? What the hell are you guys talking about?"

An Sheng pulled Gu Mingsu's large hand away and gestured to Lu Jin with her eyes.

"I went on a rampage in 121 Valorant games, called for my mom 893 times, and easily got 6 kills."

Lu Jin announced the mysterious number, then gave a thumbs up: "The plot is heartwarming and enjoyable, the human body is realistically depicted, and the art style is excellent and practical. I highly recommend it."

Upon hearing the classic formula, Gu Mingsu coughed violently. Looking up, she found that An Sheng had already started blowing out his lung capacity.

Gu Mingsu was stunned for a moment, clenched her fist, and then it took her a while to react.

An Sheng's strength...

Was it that big before?

Just as Gu Mingsu was about to speak, An Sheng handed the lung capacity counter, which showed exactly 5000 breaths, to the physical fitness test teacher and returned to say,

"I'll join you on the Aotai Line too."

—In online novels, isn't it often written that deep mountains and forests are the first place where spiritual energy is revived and transformed?

An Sheng was both curious about whether what he said was true or not, and worried about her friend's safety.

If he goes, at least it's a guarantee of safety.

Gu Mingsu looked at An Sheng's serious face and her lips twitched: "That's not a good place. With your small frame, you'd probably collapse on the ground as soon as you got up the mountain."

"I've trained seriously," An Sheng said.

Gu Mingsu laughed: "It's really laughable that someone who can't even run 1000 meters in 4 minutes and 20 seconds would say something like that."

I've been waiting for you to say that.

"How about this then?"

An Sheng pretended to think, "If I can run it in under three minutes and twenty seconds, then let me go with you."

One kilometer, three minutes and twenty seconds.

He got a perfect score on the physical fitness test.

This is an achievement that an ordinary student could achieve with a little more effort. Even if he had run to the top, his classmates would just say something like, "Damn it, An Sheng secretly cheated us, didn't he? He deserves to die."

That's right, An Sheng has made her decision.

He didn't want to attract unnecessary attention in a crowded place like a physical fitness test.

If I were to use my true qi to unleash a burst of energy that takes two minutes and thirty seconds, or two minutes and ten seconds, I might get invited for a chat by the authorities after school that night.

Even if it might just be paranoia, An Sheng still thinks it's better to keep a low profile for now.

In the early stages, quietly amass wealth and rapidly develop your strength – that's the key to success.

"OK."

Gu Mingsu said, "If you can run that far, I'll run to the middle of the playground, raise my hands high so everyone looks at me, and shout three times, 'An Sheng is my dad.'"

Upon hearing this, An Sheng also became interested.

"You said it yourself."

"Dude, how come you've gotten so cocky after just a few days of training? Anyone who didn't know better would think Usain Bolt from East Asia had arrived..."

Come on! Let's practice on the track!