Once, I wanted to be a good person

Chapter 143 8. Is there such a good thing? You can't go back on your word (Asking for monthly passes of ten thousand words!)_3

upon hearing that fang ze really had a way to enhance his strength, bai zhi excitedly grabbed fang ze and kept confirming, "fang ze, can your ability really quickly enhance martial arts cultivation?"

fang ze smiled and nodded again.

bai ling was a bit more composed. curiously, she asked, "fang ze, but... isn't your awakening ability, that thing, that one?"

while speaking, she imitated the scene where fang ze slew several fusers with a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" gesture.

fang ze smiled and said, "that's just one application i developed. but it's not my whole ability."

hearing fang ze's words, bai zhi and bai ling looked at him with eyes that regarded him as a monster.

...so powerful an ability, and yet it wasn't all of his ability.

what kind of ability was it really?!

and... they hadn't forgotten that fang ze was just a beginner awakener.

this also meant that fang ze's ability wasn't in its complete form.

if it was already so terrifying when incomplete, how much more terrifying would the complete form be?

it was almost unimaginable for the two of them...

however, perhaps because of his impressive battle record sinking deeply into their hearts, although they were surprised when fang ze said this, neither of them doubted him and instead began to inquire about what kind of assistance fang ze needed to use his awakening ability to enhance his own martial arts cultivation.

fang ze, not being shy, listed an extensive table of needs in detail.

the table listed expensive item after expensive item, filling an entire sheet of paper.

upon seeing this, bai zhi and bai ling were dumbfounded.

they exchanged glances, skeptical as they looked at fang ze, "you're not planning to run away, right? why are all these items so expensive?"

fang ze coughed lightly, "no, no. am i that kind of person?"

remembering how fang ze had previously taken off with a chair without making a sound, the two women simultaneously nodded their heads.

fang ze:....

he always felt that bai ling was explaining so much just for this last purpose.

especially, after she finished speaking, bai ling's small tail sneaked out from behind her, and she stood with her hands behind her back, not daring to look at him, which made fang ze feel more suspicious.

this girl.... was trying to trick him into becoming her disciple?

why?

was her motivation becoming warped?

fang ze felt it was strange. so he didn't respond and planned to later ask bai zhi to find out what this little girl was really planning.

putting the martial arts matter aside, fang ze recalled the first four classes.

if it had been his former self, dealing with rote memorization wouldn't work.

but... he now had the void eye, and exams or anything of the sort appeared to pose no difficulty for him.

after all, as bai ling said, it was all rote memorization.

even if others memorized quickly, with the void eye functioning like a "camera," could transferring it directly into his brain be faster?

while attending the class, he could use the void eye to record while also "venturing out" to slack off.

physically present in the classroom, yet his eyes were already miles away.

and when the teacher asked him, he could simply reverse his memory and then give the correct answers.

was there a more covert way to slack off?

thinking of this... fang ze suddenly looked forward to his brief academic life....

just as fang ze was delightfully contemplating his upcoming life.

suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, a powerful force spreading over his shoulder into his entire body, involuntarily causing him to step back a few steps.

fang ze snapped out of his reverie, alert as he looked ahead. then he saw a security bureau commissioner looking at him with a mocking face and said sarcastically, "oh, i'm sorry. i bumped into you, commissioner fang ze."

"i also didn't expect a commissioner who could instant kill five fusers to be so fragile...."