"Ahao, wake up."

"Dad, Ahao finally woke up."

When Nan Yihao opened his eyes, the person he saw was not the stunningly beautiful teacher.

But they are an ordinary couple with ordinary looks.

His parents, who came from a well-off family and were second-level psychics, worked in development positions in a factory and lived a pretty good life among ordinary people.

To be honest, his parents were really nice to him at the beginning.

But he is just a spiritual master of the lowest level, nothing in Qingcao City.

Over the years, he had begged his parents to buy him mecha training and mental potions.

But the parents just said it and joked about it.

He couldn't afford a mecha, let alone a mental simulation training room for him.

As he grew up over the years, revealing a handsome and fair face, it was impossible for an ordinary couple to have a child with such an extraordinary appearance.

He increasingly doubted whether he was his biological son.

He was deliberately picked up by the couple as a child, waiting for him to become successful so that they could marry him into a rich family.

"Dad...Mom...what on earth is wrong with me?"

Logically speaking, he should be next to Teacher Zi, watching Ke Bujue defending himself like a clown.

He has Teacher Zi, a hidden spiritual master, to support him.

At least I should be the monitor of Class Zero... and enjoy the best educational resources, right?

Why did I suddenly return home...

Nan's father was silent, and Nan's mother sobbed and refused to speak.

Nan Yihao suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. "Dad, Mom, what happened?"

He pressed on, but got no answer from his parents.

Before this, except for the expensive mecha that he couldn't obtain, he was given whatever he wanted. Apart from the adoption, his parents would tell him anything he wanted to know.

Nan Yihao felt that it was not bad to have such parents.

Thus, the lie of family affection that Nan's parents tried their best to maintain was not exposed.

"Ahao...you shouldn't go to No. 1 Middle School anymore, transfer to another school——"

"what!"

Nan Yihao was so angry that he almost jumped out of the hospital bed.

"Mom, why should I transfer schools? I finally got a letter of recommendation to get into No. 1 Middle School. No. 1 Middle School has the best teaching resources in Qingcao City, and every year one of their students goes to Imperial College."

"What if I go to another school and the educational resources are not up to par?!"

This is the recommendation letter from the beautiful teacher.

Only Teacher Zi was his mentor, who recognized his extraordinary talent at first sight. Otherwise, with his D-level mental power, he would never be valued in any school!

"shut up!"

"Do you know what you've done? From now on, you study at home. We will find a way to transfer you to another school. It won't delay your exams."

Nan Yihao was puzzled.

I went to the Guangmu to look for my old friends, but they all said they had something to do and would talk later.

Those who are blocked will be blocked, and those who are deleted will be deleted.

I couldn't find a classmate to talk to him.

Li Gouqie, who used to be timid in front of him, actually started to shit on his head shamelessly.

"I don't want to be friends with a murderer's apprentice."

"I thought your teacher was very capable, but it turns out he's just boastful."

Nan Yihao had no choice but to use his own pocket money to create a second account to buy information from his classmates.

Only then did I learn that Zi Lanyue was arrested for using mental power to attack the outstanding seedling Ke Bujue!

"what?!"

Why would a beautiful teacher suddenly kill someone?

In this era, cutting off someone's mental power not only destroys their future, but also seriously damages their brain. This is tantamount to murder!

Fortunately, the brave head teacher stood in front of Ke Bujie and protected this good student.

But it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and he was turned into a half-idiot by Zi Lanyue's sudden desire to kill someone.

Most of his mental strength was actually wasted.

From a promising teacher in a key class, he turned into a useless person who couldn't even take care of himself!

The head teacher's family came to Zi Lanyue to seek explanation and demanded a huge compensation, otherwise they would make Zi Lanyue's family bankrupt!

Zi Lanyue was actually an illegal resident and was kindly taken in by a wealthy family.

The family felt that Zi Lanyue was kind-hearted and would never do such an evil thing, so they asked Zi Lanyue to tell the truth quickly.

But at this moment, Zi Lanyue was dazed and stupid, as if she had lost most of her memory.

His eyes became cold again, and his whole body exuded a ruthless aura that kept strangers away.

"Who are you? Why are you arresting me?"

"Who is he? What does his death have to do with me?"

"I have lost my memory and I am also a victim. Putting aside the facts, why should we judge right and wrong based on a video?"

Her behavior seemed like she had overdrawn her mental strength and it backfired on herself.

"You know who I am? Why don't you let me go?"

The most sophisticated mental testing equipment in Qingcao City was brought over.

Zi Lanyue released her vast spiritual power on the spot.

Although she couldn't remember who she was.

But her strength will never deceive her.

"Dudu-"

The instrument quickly flashed a yellow light, and then lights of different colors suddenly lit up in a certain channel and then went out immediately.

The testers exclaimed and gasped when they saw the results.

"Humph, now that you know the result, why don't you let me out?"

The spiritual master is the boss.

No matter how down and out the noble master is, he is not comparable to this group of peasants. As long as the sixth-level mind master does not go to the core city, he will be provided with good food and drink wherever he goes.

The testers frowned and called their colleagues to confirm whether the instrument had reported an error.

After receiving a negative response, the tester once again invited Zi Lanyue to release her mental power.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Our equipment may not be accurate enough. We've replaced it. Please release your mental power again."

Zi Lanyue snorted softly.

Instruments for measuring spirits come in different grades, and you can only use instruments from that grade, otherwise the measurement error will be too large.

The surveyor fiddled with it for a long time before he found a brand new, somewhat gray instrument from the warehouse.

"Dudu-"

Zi Lanyue's spiritual data was displayed to everyone without reservation.

The tester breathed a sigh of relief, having thought he'd been seeing things. "Ma'am, the results of your mental power level are in."

Zi Lanyue frowned, things didn't seem to be developing in the direction she expected.

Why don't these people come to please her?

Are they all so fierce? Do you think you won't get mad and kill them?

The laws of the empire are particularly lenient towards high-level psychics who hold power. Even if she kills someone in the street, it should be the victim's family who comes to apologize to her.

At most, she would receive a mild punishment, then fade out of the public eye for a few years before returning.

Ordinary people to their spiritual masters.

It should be complete and utter awe!

Someone chuckled, "Pfft, I thought it was so amazing..."

"So it's the stuff that uses banned drugs."

"How much money does a family have to have to train a third-level..."

Zi Lanyue frowned.

"What's your attitude? Don't you know my mental strength level?"

The tester said, "Ma'am, we are professionals and we don't laugh."

When Zi Lanyue turned around, she heard hearty laughter coming from behind.

She turned around again and found that everyone was sitting upright, with serious expressions on their faces, as if the laughter just now was just an illusion.

"I'm not kidding!"

Zi Lanyue, unable to bear it any longer, strode forward to check the results, and then her pupils suddenly shrank.

Name: Zi Lanyue.

Second-level spiritualist

Whether using drugs: Mental fluctuations, instability, suspected use of stimulant drugs

Her eyes were fixed on the column of mental power talent.

Talent: E-level

The worst spiritual talent!

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