Full Awakening: One F is trash, three me

Zhang Qi frowned and said, "Hey Xiao Han, why don't you just move into my house? There won't be any outsiders there, and it'll be convenient for you to practice and study."

Yang Han shook his head. "Forget it, Brother Zhang, I don't really care where I live, but I still have a father who's always causing me trouble, don't I?"

Zhang Qi didn't try to persuade him any further, and when Yang Han's father was mentioned, he was full of amazement.

This man was famous in his youth, and he fought like a whirlwind. Unexpectedly, after retiring for more than ten years, he made a comeback and not only earned the nickname "Heartbreaker" but also thoroughly investigated the Zhou family.

It's truly amazing!

However, from Yang Han's words, they realized that he had disappeared again. But this time, Yang Han didn't instruct them to search for him, clearly indicating that he wasn't worried about his father's safety, so they didn't press him further.

"Sister Lin."

Yang Han then looked at Zhang Lin. She had truly been incredibly devoted to him, acting as his bodyguard since their first meeting without a single complaint. Yang Han genuinely considered Zhang Lin like an older sister.

At this moment, Zhang Lin's eyes were filled with tears, and she was somewhat reluctant to leave. She still wanted to go with Yang Han, but she also knew that the Origin Transformation Realm was still very useful on the battlefield. Only by protecting the great family of humanity could the affections of these smaller families continue for a long time.

"Little Han, get stronger soon! Sister Lin is waiting for you on the battlefield!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Han was slightly taken aback. He was still thinking about how to comfort Zhang Lin, but this time Zhang Lin did not suggest going with him, nor did she ask when he would return. She only told him to become stronger as soon as possible.

"Um!"

Yang Han nodded emphatically and looked at the others again.

"Let's go!"

Thud... Thud!

Two short sonic booms rang in his ears, and Yang Han's figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

After standing still for a moment, the three exchanged glances and said nothing more, for they each had their own mission at that moment.

Liu Hong is going to defend the base city, and Zhang Qi and Zhang Lin will most likely be going to the battlefield soon as well.

……

Outside the Northwest Base City, Yang Han did not take another flying boat, as his current speed was faster than that of ordinary flying boats.

Drip!

On his communication watch, Yang Han received a message from an unknown number.

It was Xing Ruhai who devised the combined attack method.

Yang Han smiled slightly, said nothing, and summoned Yan Ling.

"Yanling, travel at full speed. Call me when you reach Zhenxing Martial Arts University."

"Yes, Master!"

Yan Ling chuckled and swallowed Yang Han whole; he was quite adept at traveling.

He's not actually as fast as Yang Han these days, but he can use earth magic!

With a single earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique used in martial arts), he covered thousands of meters in an instant, much faster than Yang Han.

Yang Han, of course, wouldn't waste time on something as mundane as traveling. He ventured into the star realm and began researching the method of combined attacks.

Several hours passed, and it was almost noon when Yan Ling's voice rang in Yang Han's mind.

"Master, we've arrived at Zhenxing Martial Arts Academy!"

Yang Han opened his eyes and instantly stepped out of the star realm. He was so engrossed in his research that he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Without running at full speed, Yang Han strode into the gates of Zhenxing Martial Arts University.

With the war between humans and demons, there are fewer people wandering around the campus now.

A somber atmosphere permeated the entire campus, and Yang Han instantly lost his desire to wander around. In a flash, he appeared in his small building.

He was startled as soon as he entered; a bald old man was sitting in the living room.

Nima!

Yang Han was truly impressed; this old man was incredibly elusive!

"You're back?"

When Wu Tianji spoke, his voice sounded like that of an elderly person living alone, with a hint of melancholy in it.

Yang Han was speechless. "Why are you, a school principal, staring at me, a freshman, every day?"

So what if it cost you 1000 million credits last time? It wasn't for nothing, it was borrowed, wasn't it?

Yang Han thought to himself, and he suddenly realized that no matter how much he talked to himself, Old Man Wu didn't react at all.

A slight tremor ran through him. He remembered that he could sense when the old man said a few bad things about him before, which was terrifying. But now... it seemed like he couldn't sense it anymore?

Yang Han certainly didn't think that the other party had become weaker. There was only one explanation: his spirit had become stronger. As for his strength, compared to last time, there wasn't much change. It was impossible for the difference to be so great.

"I'm back. What are your orders, Headmaster? By the way, I was on a mission this time too. Where do I collect my reward?"

Wu Tianji's face darkened. Why was this kid always thinking about the benefits?

Yang Han was polite to Liu Hong and Zhang Qi because he knew they weren't much of a threat, so he naturally refused whenever possible and remained polite. But with this old man, he'd gladly skin him alive.

A powerful person of that level can easily provide you with just a little bit of supplies, enough to feed and entertain you.

"Go to the mission hall to collect it yourself later."

Wu Tianji cursed inwardly, scrutinized Yang Han, and found that the kid seemed to be getting more and more mysterious.

"I'm here to tell you something. The Silver Moon Medal I applied for for you has been approved. Now you are qualified to read and browse all the cultivation techniques and combat skills. But I still advise you that it's not a case of the more you learn, the better. After all, it will still waste a lot of time. You just learned the Thousand Mountains Technique and the Myriad Ravines Blade. It's better to wait until you have fully digested it before learning anything new."

As Wu Tianji spoke, Yang Han completely ignored the second half of his sentence; to him, those words were no different from nonsense.

"Thank you, Principal!"

Yang Han sincerely thanked him, as this person had actually helped him a lot.

"Um."

Wu Tianji seemed somewhat uninterested. In fact, he was just too bored at school. He also wanted to go to the battlefield, but the school needed people, and the human race, as the weaker side, could not afford the cost of the collapse of the rear.

"Get stronger soon, kid! Otherwise, you might be in danger even in the Holy City."

"Um?"

Yang Han was puzzled. Why was there danger even in the Holy City?

"You've done such a great service, do you really think you can keep it all a secret?"

Wu Tianji frowned and said, "You have already been awarded the Silver Moon Medal. As long as the demon race isn't stupid, they will definitely find out about you. You will soon be on the demon race's kill list. I'm afraid many people in the Holy City will not be able to resist the temptation of the demon race and will make a move against you! At that time, the Meridian Integration Realm will probably be considered lenient. The Flying Heaven Realm or even the Origin Transformation Realm may be the ones who come to kill you."

I go!

Yang Han opened his mouth, thinking he had kept it a secret all along and hadn't let anyone know.

It seems he was oversimplifying things. How could such a powerful demon race not have spies within the human race?

Aren't you scared?

Wu Tianji looked at Yang Han, who was somewhat stunned, and became interested.

"I'm scared!"

Yang Han chuckled, but he was actually terrified. Whether it was due to his personality or his extraordinary talent, he simply didn't know what fear was.

Besides, he has the Star Realm around; at worst, he can hide inside and cultivate for ten or eight years, then come out and beat the hell out of him.

Who knows how much he will grow up to be in eight or ten years?