pjbooks Chapter 1 Gods in Dreams
Chapter 1 Gods in Dreams
"Hey, Xu Yuan, you're here for the written test?"
As soon as Xu Yuan stepped out of the examination room, he heard a strange, sarcastic voice beside him.
Looking in the direction of the sound, it was exactly as I had expected.
"Cheng Yong," Xu Yuan frowned, "whether I come or not is none of your business."
Cheng Yong was his college classmate, or more accurately, his competitor.
After all, everyone has just graduated from university and the job market is not good, so taking the civil service exam is naturally the first choice.
However, there is only one spot available for campus recruitment, so everyone else is naturally a competitor.
And wish fulfillment is these people's biggest competitor.
There's no other reason than that Xu Yuan's academic performance is excellent.
"It really has nothing to do with me, but are you sure a thief's child can pass the screening and get to the interview stage?"
Cheng Yong stood in front of Xu Yuan, grinning and continuing his sarcastic remarks.
Upon hearing the other person's words, Xu Yuan's face darkened.
"Cheng Yong, get out of the way. The written test is my business, but if you keep causing so much trouble, I'll make sure you can't take the test."
Cheng Yong: ...
His bright smile froze instantly.
Unlike other top students, Xu Yuan is not only a top student, but also a "school bully" who excels in both academics and sports.
When this guy was a freshman, the student council, relying on their numbers, had a dozen or so people trying to bully him. But Xu Yuan, all by himself, managed to pin them to the ground and beat them up with sheer grit.
Cheng Yong was a member of the student council at the time.
However, Xu Yuan was an excellent student and often represented the school in competitions. Even though the student council took the matter to the principal, it ultimately came to nothing.
To put it simply, Xu Yuan has a purely vengeful personality; he really dares to take action!
I can't learn from him, and I can't beat him in a fight.
Cheng Yong was rebuffed and dared not continue, so he could only snort coldly and leave.
"You poor wretch, just you wait. Your exams are a waste of time. My dad is..."
Only after Cheng Yong slunk away did Xu Yuan sigh helplessly and continue walking out of the campus.
Cheng Yong will definitely not let this go, because he is right.
His own father, Lao Xu, was not only a thief, but also a swindler.
However, he is different from other thieves and swindlers who are universally condemned.
In the realm of universal condemnation, Lao Xu is also a universally condemned figure.
Old Xu only steals from petty thieves and only cheats swindlers.
But in the end, a thief is a thief, and a liar is a liar.
But Xu Yuan couldn't blame Lao Xu, after all, since his mother passed away, Lao Xu had been struggling to make a living in society to raise himself and his sister.
However, in recent years, due to the widespread use of mobile payments, Lao Xu's income has decreased sharply, and his scholarship has been discontinued after he graduated from university.
My younger sister is about to start high school, so my immediate priority is to find a job to help support the family.
Just as Xu Yuan reached the school gate, his thoughts were interrupted by a crisp female voice.
"elder brother!"
Make a wish and look up.
A girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old was waving at him from not far from the school gate.
The girl was wearing a red top, blue overalls, and a red baseball cap.
He's a spitting image of Mario.
Beside the girl stood a middle-aged man with graying temples, old and somewhat gray clothes, but his hair was neatly combed.
It was their father, Lao Xu, and their younger sister, Xu Meng.
Upon seeing the two, Xu Yuan quickly put away her worried expression, put on a smile, and hurried over to their side.
"Why are you here?"
"Brother, Dad said after the parent-teacher meeting that you were taking a written exam at school, so he'll wait for you on his way home."
Xu Meng hugged Xu Yuan's arm with a smile, her face showing no sign of worry.
However, Xu Yuan knew that there was no such thing as going along the same route.
My younger sister attends Xingcheng No. 1 Middle School, which is in a completely different direction from Xingcheng University.
The two of them came specifically to pick me up.
"Don't worry, with my excellent grades, I'll definitely have no trouble finding a job after graduation."
As the three walked home, Xu Yuan patted Xu Meng's head.
Old Xu, however, was not as naive as Xu Meng.
Having mingled among all sorts of people, he understood the rules of society better than anyone else.
"Make a wish, I..."
The middle-aged man became unusually flustered.
Clearly, he was afraid that his criminal record would jeopardize his son's future.
"Old Xu," Xu Yuan quickly interrupted, "the review requirements haven't been announced yet. Judging solely by my grades, I shouldn't lose, and besides..."
At this point, Xu Yuan looked up at the sky.
In the sky, a blood-red percentage number is suspended.
80%
"We still don't understand what's going on with these numbers. But if the world were to end tomorrow, we wouldn't have to worry about these things."
This number appeared out of thin air three days ago.
It rose from 1% to 80% in just three days.
Everyone on Earth can see it.
Percentage figures are like game textures; they cannot be touched or interpreted by any object, including but not limited to missile attacks, aircraft collisions, and instrument analysis...
The appearance of percentage figures undoubtedly caused unrest.
Amidst widespread panic, several Western cities have descended into riots, and numerous cults have begun to emerge, using cobbled-together myths and legends to win over the public.
Even today, DaXia News Channel has been broadcasting news about rewards for reporting such incidents.
The strange things that Xu Yuan experienced also started from that day.
Ever since the blood-red percentage numbers appeared, every time he had a dream, he would dream of entering a mysterious space where four people claiming to be gods would appear. Through some means, he would become one of the "Four Chosen Gods" in his dream...
And every time he woke up, he would find that his body had undergone an exponential increase in strength that defied all scientific principles!
It's not just about strength, but also about physique, energy, and even skin toughness...
After three days of secret experimentation, his body was now immune to damage from ordinary knives, and his strength was enough to easily lift a car—he called it the half-step humanoid tank realm!
As for why I didn't attack Cheng Yong earlier...
It's entirely because he doesn't want to kill anyone yet.
"What about Xiaomeng's high school tuition..." Old Xu asked again, his face full of trepidation. "If all else fails, I'll go ask my old colleagues for a 'borrowing'."
"It's okay, Lao Xu, I'll handle it," Xu Yuan simply shook his head and comforted him.
In fact, he had already made up his mind that if he really couldn't pass the civil service exam, he would first find a job as a construction worker...
With their own strength, even if they were to work on a construction site carrying bricks, they could earn several times the salary of an average person.
Moreover...
Unable to confront guns and cannons head-on, I need to be careful like Superman.
If my body continues to strengthen, it might not be long before I have the ability to withstand guns and cannons!
Even...
Superman!
Happy Superman!
It's easier to conquer Kyoto than to pass the imperial examination.
"Huh? Why do I hear you two talking about me?"
Xu Meng, who was skipping and hopping ahead, suddenly turned her head, her face completely indifferent.
"I'm not good at studying, and I don't like going to school. Going to high school would be a waste of money. I plan to go out and work after I graduate from junior high. I've already found a supermarket near my house that's hiring part-time workers..."
Unlike Xu Yuan, Xu Meng's academic performance was not ideal.
Old Xu often sighed that compared to Xu Yuan, Xu Meng was the one who was truly his own child.
After all, one is still universally condemned even in a field where everyone criticizes her, while the other is the worst student among the worst, and the worst students are just the threshold to her being recognized.
Make a wish: ...
It's because you're not doing well in school that high school costs a lot of money!
Only expensive private high schools do not require grades.
Like Lao Xu, Xu Yuan never expected Xu Meng to achieve anything academically, but at least her life should be complete.
However, he did not voice these thoughts and wishes aloud.
He just smiled and patted the little red hat on Xu Meng's head.
"Alright, Xiaomeng, you don't need to worry about this. We'll be home soon. You should think about what you want to eat tonight."
As the three of them talked, they had unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the residential area.
Happy Garden.
Although named Happiness, it is the most dilapidated neighborhood in Changsha, bar none, and is known as the concrete foundation of Changsha's housing prices.
Upon entering the residential area, the three of them finally arrived at the entrance of the building after passing through a puddle of water, amidst the dilapidated roads and cracked walls.
"Um?"
The family of three exclaimed in unison, expressing surprise.
Because a Porsche 911 sports car was parked prominently at the entrance of the building.
The car features a streamlined, magenta-red body, unique frog-smoke-shaped headlights, and a slightly upturned rear wing, all perfectly conforming to aerodynamics.
The strange thing is that the sports car, which should have been meticulously maintained, was covered with brand-new collision damage and scratches around the body and bumper.
It's clear that the car didn't stop at all after entering the residential area; it must have driven straight in through the potholes.
Is the car owner in a hurry?
Xu Yuan glanced suspiciously at Old Xu beside her.
"Old Xu, have you been going out to dance with old ladies and live off them again lately? Now their daughter has come looking for you. Should I call the police and report you? I can even get a reward for reporting you."
Old Xu's face immediately turned red, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
"How can matters of the heart be called being a kept man..."
Before Lao Xu could finish his explanation, the sound of high heels clicking on the ground came from the stairwell, accompanied by a figure rushing out.
"Wish! You're finally back!"
Huh? Looking for me?