Terra Martial God and Merit System

Now I'm lying in bed, but I can't sleep at all.

Maybe the noise from the heating pipes is too loud...

Alexei is an ordinary Ursus university student, his father is an accountant under a minor noble, and his father taught him to study hard since he was young.

Alexei did exactly that; he studied hard and achieved excellent results.

But there is a huge gap in front of me, and to fill it... I need money!

Alexei's family was poor, and even though his father worked hard, he had to beg their so-called "noble master" to get the opportunity to go to school.

One of the promises is to help these little fat kids.

Alexey lived alone in the school basement, and the sound of the heating ducts was very obvious. He had to study two completely different majors while working part-time. His stress and fatigue level... It can be said that he almost reached his limit.

Of course, only almost there.

But it has not been completely surpassed.

Alexei felt that he could hold on.

But it is his body that can hold on, not his spirit...

Alexei sat on the bed, listening blankly to the roar of the heating ducts, feeling that the world was moving away from him.

"Can knowledge really change destiny?" he wondered.

Alexei's grandfather was a farmer. He used all the money he saved to send his father to school, and eventually his father became an accountant.

And now his father placed all his expectations on him.

Knowledge does change destiny. In this respect, this statement is correct.

But the more he looked, the more uncomfortable Alexei felt.

Is all this expense really worth it?

Why can others get a diploma without doing anything and enjoy a life of luxury after graduation?

Even if you get your diploma, you have to keep busy no matter how exhausted you are.

Alexei felt that he could see the end of his life at a glance -

Graduate, work, get married, have children, and then continue to support your children....

A cycle.

A cycle that seems right and can keep climbing.

But Alexei always felt that something was wrong.

He always felt that there was something strange about the way this society worked, and that something was not right.

Even the 'truth' has been twisted into something that is not true.

What's wrong?

He couldn't tell.

Alexei just felt that if his future was to let his children go through the same pain as himself, then there was no need...

He felt a sense of frustration in his heart and wanted to vent it out.

“Ding ding ding!!!”

The alarm clock rang.

Alexei's mind was clear, and all the previous thoughts disappeared.

He only knew one thing - 'I have to start working'.

Pick up the broom and mop. Alexey's job is to clean the classroom and corridor before everyone goes to class.

And what he got was the noisy basement where he was now.

Alexei laughed at himself as he picked up the cleaning tools.

When did so many unnecessary thoughts pop up in his mind? If he had gotten up earlier, he might have already started cleaning.

Alexei, carrying a bucket, tried to open the door, but the knock sounded again.

The person who appeared in front of him this time was a little special.

There are three young people.

"Alexei...civil engineering student?" the bespectacled man in the lead asked in a low voice.

"I am...you are..." Alexei looked at the person in front of him suspiciously and wanted to move aside, "I'm busy now, you have something to do, please wait a moment."

"Cleaning up?" another student asked, "Let us help you."

"Ah? But I..."

Before Alexei could react, the thing in his hand was taken away.

Seeing the obvious difference in size, and Alexei being timid and cowardly, he did not dare to rob, and could only follow the group out.

"The corridor over here?" asked Glasses when they arrived at the location.

"Well, yes... this job is dirty, you'd better give the stuff to me..." Alexei whispered.

"Okay! Good work, everyone!" The man with glasses ignored him and turned to call on other people.

Several people picked up the tools in their hands and started cleaning.

Alexei was so anxious that sweat broke out on his head, but there was nothing he could do but follow them to clean up.

It took them about ten minutes to clean the area that Alexei was supposed to finish in an hour.

"Ah! So tired." A student stretched his arms. "Does Alexey clean like this every day? No wonder he's so thin!"

"Eat more meat next time!"

"Hmm...ah!" Alexei looked at the man with glasses who was leading the group.

He felt that these people must have some ulterior motive; at least they would not come to help him for no reason.

Sure enough, the man with glasses took off his glasses, wiped them and asked, "There is a fat and short guy in the materials science class. Did you write all his homework?"

"No! No!!!" Alexei felt a chill in his heart.

If this matter were to be exposed, I would most likely be punished. That fat boy would put all the blame on me.

No matter what he said, he would have hit rock bottom and would never be able to recover.

Alexey didn't want this to happen, not at all!

"We won't report you." The man with glasses put on his glasses and smiled. "There are too many people here. Come with me to the library."

“But I still have classes…”

"I've asked for leave for you."

"what?"

Alexei followed the group to the library. They went upstairs and entered a reading room.

There were a few people reading newspapers inside. When they saw someone coming in, they immediately tried to hide. They only felt relieved when they found out it was someone they knew.

"You guys are scary," they complained.

"Aren't you guys just fascinated by it?" The man with glasses laughed. He pulled out a chair and said, "Alexei, please sit down. I'll get you some tea and something to eat."

Alexei took a seat and looked around.

This reading room was obviously reserved by these people and was renovated to a certain extent. There was a large dark layer behind the bookcase where the books were originally stored. It was full of newspapers.

"What kind of newspaper is this?" Alexey thought.

These people seemed to be very obsessed with this kind of newspaper, but the material and color of this paper were not the same as any newspaper he was familiar with.

"You didn't have breakfast, you must be hungry." The man with glasses put down the plate and tea, "Eat something first to fill your stomach."

He sat down in front of Alexei. "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Donskoy. I am a medical student."

"Medical school?" Alexei looked at the snacks in front of him and swallowed his saliva without touching them. "Why did you come to me?"

"For what... there are many purposes." Donskoy pondered for a moment, "But I am curious about one thing... Let's start with this."

He took out a notebook, opened a page, and placed it in front of Alexei. "I want you to read this story."

Alexei looked up and saw a newspaper clipping with a bold title: [Doctor Katie]

Alexei then put it down and read it. He saw the following words on the front:

Katie's childhood was not happy, but with the help of everyone in the orphanage, she was eventually admitted to a medical school.

'Katie rented a floor that was specially sublet to students. It was a small illegal building with wooden boards on the roof of the sixth floor of an old apartment. There were six rooms in total. They shared a bathroom and toilet, and there was a balcony on the roof outside to dry clothes...'

Alexei read on, and although they were clearly simple words, he couldn't help but be fascinated by them.

Katie is a girl who aspires to become a doctor and save lives. However, she encountered many obstacles in her study...

But every setback was eventually overcome.

Alexei couldn't help but put himself in the picture.

Leaving the familiar life, going to a strange place to study. Suffering all kinds of humiliation... Isn't this about myself?

As the plot progresses, Dr. Katie graduates with great difficulty and becomes a working doctor. However, she is bullied by her colleagues because of her identity as an infected person.

Alexei was about to read the following plot, but when he turned the page, the back was blank.

"What's next?!" he couldn't help but ask.

"Be quiet, Alexei. You're a little irritable now." Donskoy said lightly.

"I...ah! Sorry..." Alexei took a deep breath.

He couldn't help but regard those colleagues who were sneering in the book as fat people who exploited him every day. He couldn't help but lose control of his heart.

"This story isn't over yet. But if there's a sequel, I'll tell you." Donskoy said gently, "Let's take a look at this next."

He took the notebook, flipped it to the front and pushed it over.

What appeared in front of Alexei was a recruitment notice.

The total amount of stuff here can be summed up as '888'.

Eight-hour workday, eight days off per month, and eight benefits per year.

"What kind of job is this?" Alexey was tempted. Even if he graduated with the top score in his major, he might not be able to find such a salary.

"Let's not talk about that for now." Donskoy closed his notebook. "Do you want to know how Dr. Katie is doing now?"

"She? This isn't in the book..."

"There is a prototype. And it's still there." Donskoy replied. "The prototype's name is 'Kal'tsit'. Currently-"

He opened the notebook and placed it in front of Alexei.

"Currently serving as the Minister of Health of the Terran Union..." Alexei read out word for word, "and concurrently serving as the Director of the Kamsko Central Hospital... Wait!!"

His mouth opened wide: "Kamsky?! Aren't those traitors——"

“Hush!” Donskoy raised his hand and made a shushing gesture. “Don’t be afraid.”

Alexei's face turned pale. "You will be beheaded for doing this... I... I..."

"Student Alexei." Donskoy brought the tea to him. "Drink tea. I promise you won't die, and neither will I."

"Hoo--gulp!" Alexei took a sip of the herbal tea. The bitter taste made him sober up all of a sudden, and his speech gradually became clearer.

"I've seen executions before." His hands trembled slightly, "They killed him right in the street... How could you..."

"My father is a member of the Imperial Parliament." Donskoy said lightly.

"Wha-what?!" Alexei looked extremely shocked. "Imperial Parliament?!"

"Then why did you..."

"My dad is a bastard. He beat my mom many times." Donskoy sneered, "I hate my background, my father, and this damn society and country."

"But with this identity..." He paused, "I won't die, and neither will you."

"Let me introduce you." Donskoy turned around and began to introduce the other people in the room one by one.