Richard returned to his room, closed the door, turned on his laptop, and began searching for keywords such as "necromancer," "summoning," "flesh and bones," and "resurrection of the dead."

All I found were introductions to novels and games.

There is no similar information on Twitter or YouTube.

I am probably just an exception.

Richard pondered for a moment.

With the Necromancer System, his future is unimaginable, and he needs to revise his life plan.

Richard's family background was actually quite good.

My father, Li Weihong, owns a large chain supermarket in his hometown, a second-tier city, and is considered a prominent figure in the area.

The mother, He Ziqing, is the branch manager of a bank.

Richard was born into wealth, but unfortunately, his parents divorced when he was in elementary school.

Richard didn't know the specific reason, but after his parents divorced, they each started new families and even had new children.

Later, Li Weihong and his stepmother had a son, Richard's younger brother.

Li Cha's mother, He Ziqing, was also busy, giving birth to a younger sister for him.

Richard was deeply affected and went through a period of confusion. In addition, he transferred to a school abroad, wasting a year and starting high school a year later than his peers.

Later, he came to terms with it and realized that he didn't actually harbor too much resentment towards his parents.

After all, Richard was never financially strapped after his parents' divorce; in fact, perhaps out of guilt, they gave him more than they gave to his younger siblings.

However, Richard could sense that beneath his stepparents' politeness towards him lay resistance and annoyance.

Especially the stepmother, presumably to prevent Richard from fighting with his brother for the family property, persuaded Li Weihong to "exile" Richard to study in America.

Richard actually really liked that soft and tender little brother.

Unfortunately, the stepmother was too suspicious.

Now, neither place is Richard's home anymore; he has no home...

Therefore, Richard had long been accustomed to planning his own future.

He pondered silently.

Originally, he just wanted to get far away from his hometown.

Studying in the US, majoring in a high-paying field like computer science or finance in college.

After graduation, I'll find a job and won't go back to China.

Everyone can relax, and it also saves that stepmother from being suspicious.

With Li Weihong's financial support, he didn't lack tuition fees.

Now......

Richard's mindset underwent a slight change.

He didn't know what other skills the necromancer would have in the future, but even if he only had the ability to resurrect the dead, as long as he used it well, he would be able to reach the pinnacle!

Wealth and power are already within easy reach for him.

So, what should I do next...?

Richard pondered for a long time before typing two Chinese characters into the document.

eternal life.

Why can the dead be resurrected?

What exactly is life?

Does the soul exist?

Richard's curiosity was piqued.

He kept typing on the keyboard, weaving his future.

Complete tasks, grow stronger, study medicine and human science, use scientific research to crack magic, and ultimately become the master of immortality!

After finishing writing, Richard read it again, then deleted the text word by word, then deleted the document, and finally formatted the entire D drive three times.

Drive D is completely clean, as if nothing was ever recorded there.

"Which medical school should I go to?" Richard opened the AI ​​tool and began searching for information on applying to medical school.

Only a good university can provide a more comprehensive research database and more outstanding talents, thus providing greater assistance to the study of immortality.

Moreover, studying medicine has another advantage: even if Richard reaches the pinnacle of medical technology, he doesn't have to worry about America plotting against him.

No one wants to offend a good doctor; on the contrary, if Richard's medical skills are high enough, the powerful and wealthy will only protect him.

As Richard watched, he clearly sensed that something was amiss.

He memorized hundreds of pages of information in just one glance and instantly integrated the information.

I have memorized everything about how to apply and how to choose AP courses!

This feeling is completely different from before.

Richard was surprised:

"My memory, thinking speed, and reaction speed have all improved significantly!"

"Could it be the effect of the mind?"

Richard felt it couldn't be due to the power of the mind; the improvement was too great, likely exceeding the range of mental enhancement.

"It must be the effect of my constitution." Richard looked at the constitution panel.

Unlike ordinary people who exercise to improve their physical fitness, the system aims to comprehensively enhance physical qualities.

The brain is also an organ of the body. Improving physical fitness not only enhances strength, speed, and reaction speed, but also improves brain performance!

This is only 3 points of constitution!

If I complete the "Common Sense of Flesh and Blood" quest and upgrade "Flesh and Bones" to level 2, will I gain more physique?

Richard reviewed the documents and revised the plan based on the current level of expertise.

He used to be a good student, but he was still far from being good enough to get into an Ivy League school.

She's improved a lot now and is definitely a top student; she should be able to get into an Ivy League school.

I live in New York and am already familiar with it, and I'm too lazy to change cities for college, so Princeton is the best choice for my undergraduate studies.

Princeton's pre-med program is the strongest in the nation.

Completing my undergraduate studies at Princeton and then applying to Harvard Medical School is the route that best suits my needs.

......

The next morning, Richard arrived in the living room, but Tang Yuanfan had already left.

There were sandwiches, bread, and even a few steamed buns on the table.

Of course, all the food was pre-made and bought from the supermarket.

Tang Yuanfan, a grown man, didn't even have time to make breakfast for his two children.

Richard drank his milk while putting the steamed buns into the microwave.

He had almost finished eating when Tang Yuqing yawned and went downstairs barefoot.

Richard glanced at it.

Tang Yuqing's hair was messy and her eyes were dark; it was unclear what time she stayed up last night.

However, without the jarring Asian makeup, she actually looked much better than yesterday.

Tang Yuqing picked up the sandwich, sat down next to Richard, and said in English:

"Hey, nerd, when are you leaving?"

Richard glanced at her; if it weren't for Tang Yuanfan's sake, he wouldn't have paid any attention to this "banana" (a person who is Westernized and unattractive).

Richard said in Chinese:

"Soon."

Tang Yuqing snorted unhappily:

"You'd better be smart and not tell anyone at school that you're staying at my house, otherwise..."

Ding!

The microwave oven beeped.

Richard ignored her completely, turned around, and started eating the steamed buns.

Tang Yuqing became increasingly dissatisfied:

"Hey! You're staying at my house, so you have to show me some respect!"

Richard was too lazy to argue with a child who hadn't grown up yet.

"Yes, madam."

Tang Yuqing snorted and started putting on makeup while eating, quickly transforming back into that repulsive appearance.

Richard finished the bun in two bites, picked up his schoolbag, and left.

He parked his car a short distance away and drove to the school.

......

Richard drove past the school gate.

Two police cars were parked at the school gate, and several portly policemen were leaning against the cars drinking coffee and eating hot dogs.

There's even a metal detector installed at the school gate entrance.

Due to the recent spate of school shootings, Francis Lewis High School has been forced to strengthen its security measures following repeated requests from parents.

As soon as a Black student with a retro afro entered the room, the detector emitted a sharp beeping sound.

The burly white security guard immediately stopped him:

"Hey kid! Let me see your backpack!"

"No! This is my privacy!"

"What's this? A knife! School rules prohibit bringing knives to school, your knife is confiscated!"

"Damn it! This is my brother! You can't do this!"

"Very well, your brother is mine now!"

"FXXK! What gives you the right to...?"

The white security guard restrained him without hesitation.

"Hey! Listen up! This is Francis Lewis, not a Brooklyn junkyard! Either put your knife away, or get out!"

Two police officers, seeing the commotion, slowly walked over.

The Black students wisely raised their hands:

"OK! You win! The knife is yours! Listen, keep an eye on it! Give it back after school! Or you'll regret it!"

The white security guard sneered.

The students watched the chaotic scene with smiles, completely unfazed.

Richard wasn't used to it when he first arrived, but now he's completely used to it.

You'll never understand the thought process of a short-lived species; who knows what he's planning to do with a butterfly knife he brought to school.

Richard slowly pulled up in the parking lot and was about to get out when the passenger door was suddenly opened, and Debbie got in with a cold expression.

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