So many things happened during the day, and Yang Fan's mind was filled with mud. He thought he would have insomnia at night, but he didn't expect that as soon as he exited the class chat group, he felt sleepy and started to fall asleep.

This time he slept for eight hours, and it was already seven in the morning when he got up.

I pushed open the bedroom door and saw the breakfast on the dining table outside, a piece of roasted golden chicken chop and a cup of water, and nothing else after that.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan picked up the water cup and drank the FAW, then grabbed the chicken chop with his hands and swallowed it in a few bites.

In this era, pasta and vegetables are much more precious than ordinary meat. Even middle-class families like the Yang family who have houses and shops in the city cannot be able to eat noodles every day like yesterday noon.

Nearly 90% of the land outside the city is occupied by monsters, and there is very little available arable land that humans can reclaim and preserve and can save.

Take Xichu City as an example. It has a population of about 1.3 million, but the arable land that can be used to grow grain and vegetables inside and outside the city is less than 1,000 acres.

What kind of concept is this?

Even the seeds of plants are extremely strong now, and can absorb spiritual power independently and grow rapidly, and the yield is much higher than the peacetime period before the disaster. However, the yield of 3,000 kilograms per acre of land is far from supplying the daily consumption of the entire Xichu City 1.3 million residents.

Therefore, hunting monsters or serving as laborers, receiving daily relief and nutritional meals from the federal government has become the only food source for many ordinary residents to live in the city.

Yang Fan's family has little wealth, so they naturally won't make such a miserable life. However, it is also a luxury to eat vegetables, bread, noodles, and steamed buns every day.

The chicken chop fried from the first-level monster is not only delicious and nutritious, but also contains a lot of spiritual power, which can make Yang Fan, a high school student who is only a second-level martial artist, not feel hungry for a whole morning.

After changing his clothes and going downstairs, he shouted to his parents who were busy in the store, and Yang Fan went out briskly.

Two hundred meters west of their Yang Family Restaurant, there is a bus stop, which can take Yang Fan to the South China Martial Arts School with only two points of federal coins.

Buses are magnetic levitation type ground-off buses, and their power source is naturally also internal psychic energy. However, because of the magnetic levitation, the friction with the ground is reduced. Such a bus saves more energy. If it really needs to be driven, the speed will not be slower than Yang Ma's sports car.

Unfortunately, buses are destined to drift at will like private cars, and there is not even a driver in the carriage. Everything is driven by intelligent light and brains.

The unchanging route and the fixed and strict suspension time have made public transportation in the entire city proceed in an orderly manner.

Yang Fan sat in a seat by the window, his eyes kept looking out, and everything in the city was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

I am familiar with it because he was born and raised here and is naturally not unfamiliar with everything in Xichu City.

The strangeness is because another memory in his mind, a memory from Yang Fan from Rongcheng, feels extremely fresh about everything in this era.

A bus flying off the ground and unmanned, a huge airship that whizzes past from time to time above your head, and a traffic policeman who stagnates or slides in the air on a gliding pedal...

Yang Fan looked at everything in the city curiously, which was very different from the end of the world he thought.

The technological level here seems to be much more advanced than before the end of the world.

Aren’t humans working hard to survive in the end of the world and panic all day long? How could they still feel like they were going to make these fancy things?

Moreover, the city is surrounded by high-rise buildings, with traffic flowing. Office workers are going to work and students are going to school. The prosperous scenes are coming one after another. What is the point like in the end of the world?

Yang Fan was an ordinary high school student before. His main task was to study, practice martial arts, and strive for an early breakthrough. He did not have so much time to pay attention to everything around him. He was accustomed to all phenomena in the city and ignored them.

But now, since he has completely integrated the memory of Yang Fan in Rongcheng in his mind, his thoughts have been fully mature, and his eyes on problems are naturally different from before.

"Behind any country or nation's economic prosperity, there must be a powerful army that is enough to make any hostile force covet it."

This principle is also suitable for the current Xichu City and the federal government.

In the end of the world surrounded by monsters, Xichu City can still have such a stable and detailed prosperity. It must be because it has a powerful force in its hands that can make the surrounding monsters fear and retreat.

Yang Fan immediately thought of Zhu Huanan, the first master of Xichu City, and the founder of their South China Martial Arts School.

Since the battle to destroy the city in Xichu City did not happen, the South China Grandmaster must still be alive now.

"But what happened to those memory fragments in my mind? Are those memories of the South China Grandmaster real?"

"Zhu Zhengqi, Zhu Huawu, Zhu Caiwei, Zhu Jiacheng are really relatives of the South China Grandmaster. Have they all really existed before?"

Yang Fan's mind began to become a little confused again. If it weren't for his lack of qualification to meet the Master of South China now, he really wanted to go and verify it from Zhu Huanan in person.

"Ding! The South China Martial Arts School has arrived! Please carry your own belongings and prepare to get off the bus!"

When the bus stopped, Yang Fan came back to his senses and got off the bus, took a deep breath, and walked towards the school gate.

Along the way, many people pointed at him. Yang Fan had long been accustomed to this. As a traffic star in the South China Martial Arts School, he has always been very popular. Wherever he passes, his return rate is even higher than that of the school beauties.

After all, the 18-year-old second-level martial arts disciple is definitely an extremely rare existence in a well-known high school like the South China Martial Arts School, which is well-known throughout the Federation.

It’s not that the 18-year-old second-level martial artists are so rare. If you really investigate it intentionally, not to mention the entire Federation, even in this small Western Chu, let alone the 18-year-old second-level martial artists, even the 38, 48 or even 78 or 98, there are many second-level martial artists. There is really no shortage of Yang Fan.

But Yang Fan was able to attract people so much attention and stand out in such a flock of chickens. In a place where talented martial artists gathered in South China Martial Arts School, dead pigs were not afraid of boiling water and scalding the ground for three years without retreating.

The bandit name "Shadness of South China" is even more famous, and even several brother schools in Lin City that are of the same level as the South China Martial Arts School have been heard of.

"Shad to be in South China, I'll bah!"

"Why are you so embarrassed to stay in our school with such garbage? You are still a second-level martial artist in your senior year. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"Don't say that, although his martial arts talent is extremely bad, his grades in liberal arts are good, and all six subjects are full marks. Even the principal has no reason to drive him away."

"Liberal arts? It's a good thing. Our place is a martial arts school. Why don't you go to the Xichu High School next door if you have a liberal arts? It's embarrassing to stay here?"

"It's because he insisted on staying in South China with a stern face, which makes me embarrassed to say that I'm a student from the South China Martial Arts School when I go out now."

"Yes, yes, now many old classmates from other schools will almost ask when they meet. I heard that there is a second-level martial artist named Yang Fan in your school. Isn't it true? It's so embarrassing!"

“…”

Yang Fan's pace was firm and he didn't care about the fingers and fingers of these juniors around him. Why was he embarrassed to stay in the South China Martial Arts School based on his ability?

If it were the past, he might have felt a little inferior and unhappy. He would most likely walk to Class 29 with his tail between his legs, and then become an ostrich. Except for the need, he would not go out all day long.

But now, Yang Fan's mentality has completely changed. He held his head up and walked by the children who were ill-intentioned to him with big steps, while not forgetting to give them a big smile.

You are so disgusting!

He likes to see these people who are unhappy with him but have no way to deal with him.

If these people are unhappy, they will feel very comfortable, happy and refreshed.

Obviously, the vengeful and scrupulous attribute of Yang Fan in Rongcheng has been fully launched.

"This guy smiled so badly, he couldn't help but want to beat him!"

"Similar!"

"He seemed to be mocking us. I am a level 5 martial artist. Why should he? No, I want to beat him up and tell him the attitude he should have towards a strong man!"

"Calm down, calm down! There are too many people in the school who want to beat him, and if you can beat him, you won't be able to talk about you!"

"Don't forget the school rules of the South China Martial Arts School. They bully the weak and bully students with lower cultivation than their own. But they will be expelled! It's not worth it for such a shameless waste!"

“…”

The road was unobstructed, and no one dared to jump out and cause trouble for him.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly realized that this was actually not bad. At least he was in a very comfortable mood and had a very clear idea. As for how others would think of him, is it really that important?

In the past three years, no, for the past ten years, he has been living under the fingers of others, with inferiority and silence, and he is not very brave to communicate with other classmates. Whether in school or in class, he is a negative example, an existence that is often excluded by his classmates.

If he hadn't had a warm and loving family, a parents who understood him, and a sister who often quarreled with him, Yang Fan's mental state would have long been depressed.

Before Yang Fan's consciousness in Rongcheng awakened, Yang Fan never thought that he had another way of living.

He can also walk around the campus with his head held high, and he can also ignore the contempt, contempt, disgust and even ignore the eyes of others, and live out his own attitude openly.
Chapter completed!