Hijacking the Timeline

When Feng Qi awoke, it was already night.

He sat at his desk, beginning to summarize his gains from his recent journey into the Dream Realm.

With a wave of his hand, the notebook on the desk automatically opened, and a nearby pen, under his telekinetic control, began to write.

Still not fully proficient in manipulating psychokinesis, the words on the page were crooked and unsightly.

Yet he persisted in using this method to record his notes.

This approach served as both practice for honing his psychokinetic control and a way to document information.

First, there was the improvement in his strength.

In the Dream Realm, he had acquired two prefix ability titles: Brute Force and Malevolence.

Malevolence, a talent with immense growth potential, was his greatest gain from this dream journey.

As his mental strength increased, he would be able to effortlessly levitate like the eyeball creature, and even use psychokinesis for both defense and offense.

This was undoubtedly a formidable ability, combining offense, defense, and control.

Compared to the Dream Realm, using telekinesis in reality provided clear feedback on his mental energy consumption.

The sensation was akin to... the feeling of a liquid stored in one’s bladder steadily draining away, allowing him to clearly sense how much remained and whether it was nearing depletion.

The only difference was that as his mental energy waned, his head grew increasingly heavy and drowsy.

Compared to the Dream Realm, he could roughly gauge his mental energy consumption in reality.

After documenting his recent power gains, he began recording his discoveries from the Dream Realm.

The exposure of his email address had severely limited his intelligence gathering in the Dream Realm, but it hadn’t been a complete loss.

Moments later, five new entries appeared in his notebook:

Dream Realm Discovery 1: Mu Qing is accompanied by a werewolf, a member of the Dawn Army whom she trusts implicitly.

Note: Mu Yao can be largely ruled out. As the second-generation leader of the Dawn Army, she inherited Mu Qing’s dream and continues to lead the organization.

Dream Realm Discovery 2: Confirming earlier suspicions, the chuunibyou girl Xiaoxin is a special talent who grows stronger under pressure. She warrants close observation in the future.

Dream Realm Discovery 3: The Destiny Association ultimately appears in history, indicating that the three mischievous children failed to learn their lesson. They will likely strike again with full force in 13 days.

Dream Realm Discovery 4: The Future People refer to little black as the ”black mist,” possessing near-Undying and Indestructible properties. Its earliest origins can be traced back to Future City, where it is classified as a Dragon-Tier Calamity (Level 4).

Dream Realm Discovery 5: The Slaughter Milestone’s restrictions only apply to Domain Derivative Creatures within the Dream Realm (such as living dead and death worms). They are ineffective against domain creatures possessing rune crystals, allowing for direct acquisition of bloodline evolution points upon their defeat.

After finishing his notes, he waved his hand to close the notebook.

In truth, using psychokinesis required no physical gestures. But without that symbolic wave, it just felt incomplete.

Would I have to stand motionless and expressionless during combat?

The thought struck him as absurd. Young people should be passionate; when the heat of battle boils their blood, they should roar with fervor.

As long as he wasn’t embarrassed, the enemy would be the one feeling awkward. Sometimes, a show of momentum could disrupt the rhythm of combat.

After meticulously recording the details of his latest Dream Realm experience, Feng Qi felt a pang of hunger.

Although no time had passed in the real world—he should have just returned to his dorm after dinner at the Academy Cafeteria—his enhanced physical capabilities in the Dream Realm had left him with an intense craving.

Ravenous, he immediately got up and headed to the refrigerator, rummaging for food.

The dorm refrigerator was restocked weekly by academy staff every Sunday. Since Feng Qi rarely snacked, it was still packed with food.

He longed for something warm, but his hunger left him no patience to cook. He’d eat whatever was available.

Opening the refrigerator, he first grabbed a tub of chocolate hazelnut ice cream, two energy-boosting beef sticks, and three boxes of seafood instant noodles.

This clearly wasn’t enough to satisfy his hunger, but it would temporarily alleviate the gnawing emptiness.

Approaching his desk, he first switched on the electric kettle. Then, he grabbed the tub of chocolate hazelnut ice cream, pried off the lid, and began devouring it in large spoonfuls.

I’ll just make do for now, he thought.

Once the water boiled, he stood up, tore open the packaging of the three seafood instant noodle boxes, added the seasoning packets, and poured in the scalding water.

After four minutes, the savory aroma of the noodles filled the room.

He devoured all three bowls of instant noodles—broth and all—in under a minute. The boiling heat of the water was well within his tolerance.

Though his hunger lingered, it was no longer as intense as before.

The room now reeked of instant noodles. Feng Qi frowned slightly, stood up, and opened the balcony door.

A cool night breeze swept through the room, carrying away some of the lingering scent.

It had just rained, leaving the air exceptionally fresh. A radiant crescent moon hung high in the sky, partially obscured by wisps of clouds.

He took a deep breath of the cool air, his mood instantly lifting.

Now, every time he returned from the Dream Realm, he found everything in the real world to be extraordinarily beautiful.

After admiring the night sky for a few moments, he turned and reentered the room.

Still ravenously hungry, he tore open two specially made beef sticks and devoured them. Next, he retrieved a carton of milk and some fruit from the refrigerator, continuing his meal.

Throughout his time at Star City Academy, he had always been most impressed by the living conditions.

Students didn’t need to worry about daily necessities, allowing them to fully focus on their studies.

For meals, the academy, with its deep pockets, had hired a top-tier culinary team and regularly rotated chefs with other academies, updating the menu almost weekly. Any cuisine imaginable could be found in the Academy Cafeteria.

As for training facilities, beyond the athletic fields, the Body Refinement Hall boasted the world’s most advanced fitness and testing equipment.

Regular maintenance and upgrades ensured the equipment remained in peak condition, effectively supporting the daily training of body cultivation students.

In terms of academics, in addition to a vast faculty, the three-hectare library housed an extensive collection of cultivation studies literature across all domains. Whenever the cultivation technique research institute updated its knowledge base, the library promptly incorporated the new content.

Every aspect of the academy was exceptional, with these lavish living conditions designed to enhance students’ learning.

However, the academy also imposed strict regulations on its students.

For example, regular assessments and physical examinations were challenges the students had to face, and the pressure was constant.

It was completely impossible for students to coast through their days at the academy like they might have before the Cataclysm.

After eating for a while, his hunger subsided. Though not yet full, the gnawing discomfort had eased.

He rose from the sofa and sat down at his desk, logging into the official website of Star City Academy.

The academy forum served as a communication hub for students and teachers.

Here, students could freely express their opinions and even offer constructive suggestions.

For instance, if a student was dissatisfied with certain infrastructure within the academy, they could submit a proposal.

Such suggestions would reach the academy’s administration directly, and as long as the requests weren’t excessive, they would typically be approved. The academy would then coordinate with external contractors to implement the necessary improvements.

Academy teachers also frequently participated in the forum, answering students’ questions or helping them resolve daily life issues.

The learning atmosphere here was exceptionally strong.

Upon opening the forum, he saw not only daily updates on trending events within the academy but also numerous discussions related to academic studies.

While browsing, a particular post caught his eye:

Breaking News: Instructor Beaten by Student! This Liu Yue guy is way too strong!

Poster: Star City Academy Little Tyrant

Content:

Here’s the situation: the intensive training was nearing its end, so the instructors organized a fun event where freshmen could freely challenge any instructor. Victory would earn them a precious spirit stone as a reward.

The original purpose of this activity was to temper the freshmen’s arrogance and make them realize their shortcomings.

But then a bunch of people started egging Liu Yue on to challenge someone. Liu Yue hadn’t planned to participate, but he couldn’t resist the crowd’s pressure and ended up choosing Teacher Xue from Body Cultivation Class Two of the 21st Cohort as his opponent.

The result was utterly disastrous. Teacher Xue was practically ground into the dirt.

This kid is way too strong! I’ve attached a phone-recorded video from the event. See for yourselves.

(Video attachment.)

Driven by curiosity, Feng Qi clicked on the video.

The footage immediately showed Liu Yue sparring with the intensive training instructor.

Throughout the exchange, Liu Yue never drew his sword. Feng Qi understood this, remembering Liu Yue’s words: ”My sword will never be drawn against my own kind.”

Yet even without unsheathing his blade, Liu Yue’s combat prowess remained terrifying.

In battle, he moved like a razor-sharp sword, his every gesture radiating lethal intent. His fingers became extensions of the ”Jianlan” blade on his back, each flick unleashing waves of sword qi.

Facing Liu Yue, the instructor seemed restrained, unable to fully unleash his skills.

His uniform was slashed with numerous cuts from Liu Yue’s sword qi, ultimately forcing him to concede defeat.

This battle cemented Liu Yue’s legendary status at Star City Academy, making him the hottest topic on the academy’s online forum.

After watching the video, Feng Qi wasn’t surprised.

History had already provided the ultimate assessment of Liu Yue’s strength.

While he couldn’t rival Mu Qing, a super-elite warrior who could be considered a ”Historical God of War,” he still ranked among the top tier of combatants in this era.

After browsing the forum for a while longer, Feng Qi closed the Star City Academy webpage and opened his messaging app.

Tomorrow marked the start of the Tiger Soul Concept Competition, and he wanted to check on the preparations of the students in Cultivation Class One.

Opening the Cultivation Class One group chat, Feng Qi found a flurry of activity as students discussed the intricacies of Human Body Deity Seeding.

They were all deeply invested in the upcoming Tiger Soul Concept Competition.

In addition to text-based discussions, several students had activated their microphones to reiterate the concepts he had taught in class, reinforcing the knowledge for their peers.

A smile spread across Feng Qi’s face as he observed this scene.

Eight million credits are practically in the bag, he thought.

After closing the group chat app, Feng Qi sat down at his desk and suddenly remembered something. He immediately called out:

”Narrator, are you there? Give me a sign!”

No response came.

”I know you’re lurking! Come out and talk!”

He suspected the Narrator was feigning death to shirk its duties while secretly observing him.

After all, if abilities could be brought back to reality, the Narrator, which had parasitized him, should logically have returned with him as well.

But if the Narrator truly refused to emerge, there was nothing he could do.

After calling out several more times, Feng Qi had a sudden inspiration. He declared:

”Narrator, I am your father!”

How dare you, you unfilial son!

(End of the Chapter)

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