Lu Mingfei doesn't want to be a superhero

If this power originates from this world, then it certainly wasn't suppressed in its own world, but rather became more active in Tony's world.

Secondly, Tony's world is clearly more abnormal than his own.

That world not only has a ton of advanced technology, but also mages who claim to be responsible for resisting invasions from all parallel universes and dimensions.

Even after escaping back from the Middle East, Tony paid special attention to some supernatural phenomena, and with his status, he vaguely discovered some things or people that were beyond the norm.

Lu Mingfei felt that Tony's world was much more problematic than his own—his world didn't have so many strange and bizarre things.

Fortunately, although his ability to analyze objects was significantly suppressed, Lu Mingfei felt that his learning ability had not changed much.

Although he really wanted to call his parents, who were far away overseas, right now to ask if they were superpowered or if they were some kind of mad scientists experimenting on their son's superpowers, Lu Mingfei simply didn't have their contact information.

Forget about contact information, these two people are always flying around, and there's no way to find their address to send a letter, so Lu Mingfei had to put the idea aside for the time being.

Now, he faces another, more urgent, and more practical problem.

He had a big argument with his aunt and then left home. Although he didn't regret his impulsive decision, he knew he had to bear the consequences.

Everything he owned, except his cell phone, was at his aunt's house, including his textbooks and winter break homework.

Needless to say, high school students have so many textbooks that they could crush a person to death. Usually, after school, they only take their homework and the books they need to do their homework home, leaving the rest on their desks at school.

Every holiday I would bring all my books home, stuffing my backpack to the brim, making me wish I could bring a suitcase to hold them all.

This is considered good, because Shilan High School adheres to elite education, emphasizing quality over quantity in textbooks. Students also spend a lot of time on tutoring outside of school, so the school has relatively few books. I heard that in the neighboring regular high school, students' books are so numerous that they can't even fit in their desks and on their desks, so each student has to bring their own book storage box.

Lu Mingfei left all his books and countless test papers from various subjects that he had been given as winter vacation homework at his uncle and aunt's house.

Although given his current situation, not going to school doesn't seem to affect his ability to make money, but...

He finally awakened an ability that could make him a top student, and then he dropped out of school. He always felt like he had lost out.

However, if he wants to continue his studies, the textbook issue must be resolved first. The second half of his senior year is a review year, requiring him to review all the content from grades 10 to 12, so he needs almost all the textbooks. Although the college entrance exam will be a breeze for him after his abilities awaken, the teachers Tony found for him teach him using methods similar to American graduate or even doctoral programs. The knowledge taught by these teachers is not suitable for the domestic college entrance exam education model, so he still needs to spend a few days self-studying the high school textbooks. Besides, as a student, even if he gets perfect scores in every subject, he can't be without his books in class; wouldn't that be like mocking the teachers?

Secondly, his winter vacation homework consists of test papers assigned by his teachers. While others might not have done their homework, he would have none at all. If he happens to be assigned by a particularly harsh teacher, he might be forced to copy the test papers by hand.

I was going to my uncle and aunt's house to retrieve my textbooks and winter break homework...

Firstly, Lu Mingfei didn't really want to face his uncle in this situation. Although he was a bit unlucky, he wasn't stupid. He could still recognize who was good to him. Although his aunt was very harsh to him, his uncle did care about him. Now that he was going back, he didn't know how to face his uncle.

Secondly, he had just managed to stand up for himself a couple of days ago, arrogantly pushing open the door and leaving. It was somewhat embarrassing for him to turn around and knock on the door, saying, "Can I take my luggage?"

No, it's very embarrassing!

How about I sneak back from my uncle and aunt's house tonight? Although their house is on a very tall building and I can't climb the wall, I can crack the lock. I'll just use a wire to pry open the door, sneak in, and take the stuff without anyone noticing.

Evil thoughts gradually rose in Lu Mingfei's mind.

Then he extinguished it.

No, no!

Lu Mingfei, you are a law-abiding and law-abiding citizen. You even received a "Three Good Student" certificate when you were in the third grade of elementary school—although that certificate was just for kids, and every student in the class received one.

How could you even think about such illegal things?!

What if I get arrested?

Although picking locks was not difficult for Lu Mingfei after he awakened his ability, he had no experience in petty theft. If he got caught, wouldn't the situation be ten times more embarrassing than going to someone's door to ask for textbooks?

Moreover, he had just thought of someone who might be able to help him solve the textbook problem—Chu Zihang.

The national idol of Shilan Secondary School.

Although he wasn't very familiar with Senior Brother Chu, the fact that Senior Brother Chu would make a special trip to visit him even after he had been missing for a day showed that Senior Brother Chu wasn't a bad person.

Moreover, he had heard about some of Chu's deeds while he was in school.

For example, he made a special trip to visit a female classmate who had systemic lupus erythematosus; and when boys from other schools came to bully girls from Shilan Middle School, he used a basketball to smash them until they cried out in pain—later, someone said that Senior Brother Chu used a basketball to send these people to the hospital.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei was not particularly surprised when Chu Zihang came to visit him—he had long heard about Chu Zihang's cold exterior but warm heart.

Although he is so outstanding that he inspires envy, Senior Brother Chu's character is absolutely worthy of the aura of Shi Lan's male god.

So... I'll ask him to borrow his high school textbooks. He should be able to help me out in an emergency, right? Lu Mingfei thought to himself.

Moreover, Senior Brother Chu was only one year older than him, so the difference in their textbooks should be minimal, or even negligible.

As for those test papers from the winter break homework...

Based on Lu Mingfei's understanding of Su Xiaoqiang, he was confident that she hadn't written a single word; he could simply borrow her copy later.

Of course, the plan to borrow textbooks from Senior Brother Chu might not go smoothly. For example, he might have already started school and flown to the United States, or he might not want to lend them, or he might have already disposed of the textbooks he had at the time.

But since asking won't hurt you or make you lose face, why not give it a try?

Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei decisively took out his phone and dialed Senior Brother Chu's number.

When Chu Zihang visited him before, he took the opportunity to exchange contact information with Chu Zihang.

He was unaware that at that moment, he had easily achieved something that almost no girl in the entire Shilan High School had accomplished.

Although many people have added Chu Zihang's QQ number, no girl has ever obtained Chu Zihang's private phone number.

After all, the former requires joining the class group, so it's impossible to keep it confidential, but the latter is more private.

The only girl who knew Chu Zihang's phone number was a class monitor who helped the teacher organize student information. She secretly wrote down Chu Zihang's phone number, but never dared to call him.

After ringing for a few seconds, the call was immediately connected.

"Hello," Chu Zihang's calm voice rang out.

"Senior brother, it's me, Lu Mingfei," Lu Mingfei said quickly. "Senior brother, have you started school yet?"

"Not yet, I start school next week," Chu Zihang said.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief—the fact that school hadn't started meant he still had a chance.

Based on his understanding of Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang wasn't very good at polite conversation, so he simply skipped the opening lines like "Have you eaten?" or "The weather is so nice" and went straight to the point.

"Senior, do you still have your high school textbooks? I'd like to borrow them; I lost mine for some reason."

Chu Zihang immediately replied, "Sure, when do you need it?"

“I’m not in a hurry. Senior Brother Chu, you can pick a convenient time. I can come anytime,” Lu Mingfei said.

"Is it okay now?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Now?" Lu Mingfei was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Senior Brother Chu, are you that free?" He then quickly replied, "Senior Brother Chu, I'll be there right away."

“Yes,” Chu Zihang said, “my home address is…”

“No need, Senior Brother Chu, I know where you live,” Lu Mingfei interrupted.

"You know?" Lu Mingfei could detect a subtle surprise in Chu Zihang's tone.

“Oh, didn’t you have a birthday party at home two years ago? You sent an invitation to all the clubs at school, hoping they could send a representative to attend,” Lu Mingfei said. “You don’t know, those girls almost fought over that invitation. The girls were fighting over it so hard their eyes were red, and the boys’ eyes were red too.”

"So many people want to attend my birthday party?" Chu Zihang was even more surprised.

“No, it’s not the boys. They’re just jealous of you, their eyes are red with envy,” Lu Mingfei said.

Chu Zihang was silent.

In fact, Lu Mingfei was also among the jealous people at the time, but he wasn't jealous of Chu Zihang having so many female admirers. Rather, he was jealous of the joy and satisfaction on Chen Wenwen's face when she, as the president of the literary society, accepted the invitation without hesitation.

It was as if she had established the literary society solely to obtain a birthday invitation from Chu Zihang at this moment, and that all her efforts had been made to achieve their full purpose at this instant.

“Then you have to bring a gift to your birthday party, right? Our club president, Chen Wenwen, is the representative of the literary club, and her gift to you is a collection of outstanding works by the club members. I was the one in charge of binding the collection. But they added so many things that I didn’t finish it until your birthday and rushed over, so I knew where you lived,” Lu Mingfei said.

"I haven't seen you," Chu Zihang said, puzzled.

He might have forgotten about everyone else that day, since he was distant from all his students. The birthday party was his father's sudden idea, and he was forced to agree because he couldn't stop him. It was the most uncomfortable day of his life.

But if Lu Mingfei goes, he will definitely notice and remember it, after all, he has a very deep impression of Lu Mingfei.

"Oh, I didn't go in then, since I didn't have an invitation, so I just gave the collection to our editor-in-chief and left," Lu Mingfei explained. "Next time you have a birthday party, could you give me an invitation?"

Should we do it again?

Chu Zihang recalled the scene of the birthday party that day. Most of the club representatives who came to the birthday party were girls. The girls surrounded him and he was grilling chicken wings in the crowd, but he felt that he was more suffering than the chicken wings on the grill.

He instinctively shivered.

To be honest, he'd rather be surrounded by an equal number of Deadpools than experience another birthday party like that.

So Chu Zihang didn't answer Lu Mingfei's question, but simply said, "Come on."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Zihang pondered for a few seconds before walking into the storage room at home.

Because his father was very wealthy, Chu Zihang's house was exceptionally large, with even the storage room being spacious and neatly arranged.

Following his memory, Chu Zihang found a large shelf with many boxes of different sizes on it, each labeled with the name of a club or organization at Shilan Middle School.

These boxes contained the gifts that the various clubs had given to Chu Zihang. Each item had been carefully and solemnly preserved, but Chu Zihang never looked at them again after they were preserved.

His gaze swept across the box, and Chu Zihang found his target—a box labeled "Literary Society".

Take the box down, and inside is a thick collection of essays. Just as Lu Mingfei said, many people have bound their own works into it.

Opening the cover, the title page reads—

Editor-in-Chief: Chen Wenwen (President)

Editor: Zhao Menghua

Authors: Xu Yanyan, Xu Miaomiao, Xue Danfeng

Art Editor: Du Wanlin

From the top line to the bottom line, the font size decreases in each line. The job title is printed at the beginning, and the name is handwritten at the end.

Chu Zihang put the box away, took out the collection of essays, and placed it on the coffee table to slowly flip through it. Each work had its own signature.

Chu Zihang flipped to the very end but still couldn't find Lu Mingfei's name. Instead, he saw two articles signed by Su Xiaoqiang.

Finally, on the last page of the book, Chu Zihang found Lu Mingfei's signature among a page filled with birthday wishes for him—his handwritten handwriting was unremarkable and inconspicuous, mixed in with a bunch of signatures at the end.

Chu Zihang stared at the name for a while, then found a pen and turned back to the title page of the book.

Below the names of the editor-in-chief and editors-in-charge, a new line was added in a font several sizes larger than the first line.

[Binding: Lu Mingfei]

The job titles at the beginning were written so precisely that they looked as if they had been printed, and the names at the end were remarkably similar to Lu Mingfei's handwritten signature on the last page.

After writing this line, Chu Zihang patiently waited for the ink to dry completely before closing the book and putting it back in the box in the storage room.