My Future Refreshes Weekly

Chapter 12: Advancement to F-rank, the Beginning of Becoming Stronger!

Meditation Room.

White Crane lowered his head, looking at the boy lying flat on the ground with a dazed expression, and smiled: “Congratulations.”

Jiang He lay motionless, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his mind completely blank.

After using Word-Spirit several hundred times in succession, even with the aid of the spiritual force field to restore his mental energy, it still felt as if his brain had been drained of every last bit of nourishment.

In the later stages, every time he used the Word-Spirit ability, it felt as though someone was slicing into his brain with a knife...

Not to mention, he had also been tempering his body at the same time.

This was nothing less than hellish torture!

But—

He endured!

At the instant his spirit broke through its bottleneck, he seemed to hear a soundless shattering. Accompanied by a delicate power smoothing over every single cell in his body, even the fatigue in his brain was completely healed.

He had fully returned to peak condition.

The joy of liberation, mixed with the lingering pain, left his mind utterly blank.

Jiang He lay on the ground, unmoving.

He did not want to say anything, nor did he want to do anything.

He did not know how much time had passed before he rasped out in a hoarse voice.

“When did you advance?”

“About half a month after awakening.” White Crane revealed a reminiscent look: “Teacher Zhong’s Fire Controller… growing with that wasn’t nearly as straightforward as the combination of ‘Word-Spirit and Rumor Bearer.’”

“Not to mention, as an S-rank talent holder, there were too many matters to deal with, leaving no way to focus solely on cultivation.”

Jiang He lay there with his eyes open. After a while, he finally spoke.

“I’m stronger than you.”

White Crane smiled, sincerely replying: “You’re stronger than me.”

Hearing this, Jiang He finally revealed a relieved smile.

The reason he pushed himself so hard was precisely to become stronger than White Crane, was it not?

Only by surpassing White Crane could he avoid walking down the same path as him in the future.

Now, he had taken the first step!

As his mind gradually recovered, Jiang He finally moved his fingers, beginning to sense his own condition.

……

Name: Jiang He

Attributes: Body 20.5, Spirit 40.0, Energy 11.0

Talent: Ferryman of Time, Word-Spirit (temporary)

Occupation: Student Lv11, Rumor Bearer Lv9 (22/100)

Specialties: Focus, Universal Lingual Intuition

Skills: Babble Lv6 (maxed), others omitted.

Overall Energy-Level: 31.5 (F-rank)

……

After the breakthrough, his energy-level had leapt directly from 10.0 to 31.5!

At the same time, his body strength and energy strength had each risen by 10 points, while his spirit had soared by 20 points!

Such exaggerated attribute growth made Jiang He dozens of times stronger than just a few hours ago!

And that was only the data on paper.

More importantly, the ordeal of several hours of torment had rapidly transformed his mastery of the Word-Spirit talent from crude to proficient.

Now, it felt as if the Word-Spirit was his own awakened ability, rather than a power he had “borrowed” from White Crane.

In addition, his Rumor Bearer occupation still had 3 unallocated skill points…

“Burn.”

As the word resounded, a golden-red flame abruptly bloomed in midair, like a blazing little sun.

Compared to the tiny scrap of white paper he had ignited in the morning, the difference was like heaven and earth.

At this moment, Jiang He finally understood why White Crane had urged him to break through as soon as possible.

The improvement brought by advancement was simply too great.

And the exhilaration of becoming stronger swiftly altered Jiang He’s mindset.

He waved his hand to extinguish the flame, then looked at White Crane with anticipation.

“Continue?”

White Crane: “Weren’t you exhausted just now?”

Jiang He: “I’m not tired anymore.”

The truth was, let alone the past and the future—

Human beings could not even empathize with their own selves from ten minutes earlier.

White Crane laughed and shook his head: “No need. The recovery from a breakthrough is only temporary. Your mind is already far too fatigued. If you push on, you may collapse… it would be a loss that outweighs the gain.”

“You cannot possibly advance again today.”

“Rest, and prepare for tomorrow.”

“…Alright then.”

Jiang He did not insist either—the thrill from excitement was fleeting, and his thoughts soon began to scatter again.

At the same time, he felt his stomach growl. He got up, stretched lazily, and asked.

“What time is it?”

White Crane: “Three in the afternoon.”

Jiang He: “Go have lunch?”

White Crane: “Let’s go, cold noodles.”

……

Elsewhere, in the Rest Hall, just a few minutes earlier.

The shockwave from Jiang He’s advancement had left everyone frozen on the spot—

He awakened only yesterday, and today he had already advanced?

What kind of speed was that?

Moreover…

Shaojun suddenly recalled something, swallowing hard: “Chi Zhilei, you just said he chose Principal Zhong’s 【Sunflame Wielder】 profession like Du Lingwei… Did he complete his transfer yet?”

“Nope. Teacher Zhong’s been quite busy, so she’s planning to hold the ritual for him tomorrow.” Chi Zhilei’s gaze burned as she stared at the Meditation Room, as if beholding a dragon made of gemstones.

“He advanced without even transferring professions?” Shaojun’s expression twisted.

“Classmate, you might have forgotten—every Transcendent possesses a basic profession… Jiang He definitely has the 【Student】 profession.” Wei Sheng adjusted his glasses, unable to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

As for the reason, just by looking at the others’ faces, it was obvious.

“The Student profession, an E-rank trash job, could let someone advance in a single day?” Shaojun’s jealousy was about to overflow.

At that moment, Du Lingwei suddenly spoke.

“Talent also affects energy-level. A Transcendent who awakened an S-rank talent might have an initial energy-level close to the G-rank limit.”

“As long as the energy-level reaches the limit and touches the shackle, advancement becomes possible.”

Shaojun was dumbfounded.

Awaken and you’re already at the peak, then just train a bit and you advance—is this what being S-rank meant?

This was… “Freakish!”

Shaojun’s words echoed the sentiment in everyone’s hearts.

By now, everyone had fully come back to their senses.

Du Lingwei continued forward, entering an empty Meditation Room and closing the door behind her.

The power of an S-rank talent did indeed astonish her, but for her, it made little difference.

She had her own matters to focus on.

Sitting in meditation for a few moments, her exhausted spirit gradually recovered.

A minute later, refreshed, she walked out of the Meditation Room and left the Rest Hall straight away.

Meanwhile, Shaojun, Chi Zhilei, and the others watched her retreating figure.

“Just went in to replenish a bit of spirit?” Chi Zhilei clicked her tongue.

Shaojun could not help but shake his head.

Leaving so hastily—she must have wanted to avoid watching a genius stronger than herself…

Who would have thought, the former star of Central Province, would one day feel jealousy toward someone else.

At that thought, he could not help but cast another envious glance at the Meditation Room.

If only the S-rank talent had been his… how wonderful that would have been.

The group thought Jiang He would emerge soon after his breakthrough, so they waited.

Unexpectedly, over ten minutes passed before they finally heard the sound of a door opening.

Looking up, they saw a neatly dressed boy step out, his eyes slightly downcast, seeming a bit tired.

Shaojun scrutinized him carefully, inwardly muttering… he looked rather ordinary, not like a genius at all.

Chi Zhilei quickly stepped forward, smiling brightly as she stood before the boy: “Hello Jiang He, I’m Chi Zhilei. From now on, we’ll be classmates in the Advanced Class!”

Shaojun hurriedly followed up, forcing a smile as he extended his hand: “Hello classmate, I’m Shaojun, also in the Advanced Class with you…”

Jiang He, being somewhat introverted, was not used to such sudden warmth from strangers.

Having just endured brain-blanking training, he was mentally exhausted, unwilling to think too much—he only wanted to fill his stomach quickly.

So, he nodded and replied: “My name is Jiang He, hello to you both.”

Then he walked straight up to Wei Sheng: “Teacher, I’m tired. Can I take a leave today?”

“Of course.” Wei Sheng struggled to keep a straight face: “If you’re tired, go rest first. I’ll send you the schedule updates on your phone.”

“Thank you, Teacher. Goodbye.”

Relieved, Jiang He smiled, bid farewell to Wei Sheng, and left the Rest Hall at once.

Seeing this, Chi Zhilei also said to the teacher: “Teacher Xu, I’ll take leave this afternoon as well, I’m heading back!”

Then she hurried after him: “Jiang He, wait up! Let’s go together!”

Leaving Shaojun alone, standing awkwardly by the three teachers, withdrawing his hand in embarrassment.

Tch, what’s there to be proud of.

It’s just an S-rank talent.