I'm Scattering IQ to the Protagonist - Volume 1 _2_3_Chapter 22

Chang An, capital of Tang, the most powerful empire in the continent. A heaven wrecking massacre shook the city to its core. Amidst the incident, a young boy named Ning Que managed to get away, dug out from a pile of corpses along with a little girl called Sang Sang. Years passed, and since that day the two of them lived together. Together with Sang Sang they both entered the military, with plausible military achievements, they were recommended into the Scholar School, which began their miraculous journey.

A few years after graduating, Chen Hui was mediocre and suddenly found himself back in the scorching summer of 15 years. It seemed that it was not just a simple rebirth, but a plug-in was accidentally attached. Money, beauty, and power followed. Easy cool text! …

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A mysterious game called “Forsaken” descends upon the world. Players can slay monsters to extend their lifespan, or consume their lifespan to extract game abilities into reality!As extraordinary powers emerge, chaos spreads across Blue Star, plunging the world into disaster.In his previous life, Qin Feng, along with his cousin Qin Xiaoyou, rose to become one of the top hundred global powerhouses. But in the end, he was betrayed by his star-struck sister, who gouged out his 'Ancient God Eyes' to gift them to her idol.Reborn in a new life, Qin Feng chooses to walk alone!His sister? Let her be damned!Thus, a god-level assassin with no shadow or form is born.He is the Shadow, dancing in the dark with his blades. Death and slaughter bloom like art in his hands...Surrounded by countless corpses, he will ascend to the throne of gods!P.S.: Skills evolve infinitely—permanent invisibility, one-hit kill, hundredfold drop rate, divine slaying with ease...

The dojo is located in Yunzhong Mountain, and there are halls and fields.

Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

Hoe the ground and listen to the sound of springs, forge swords by the fire,

Food and clothing are up to oneself and God,

I don’t know the end of the cold year;

When the robbery comes, you have to go to the lower reaches of the mountain to watch the bitterness and sweetness of the world.

It’s hard to keep injustice in your eyes, and you don’t like to show it in front of others.

The gourd of wine at the waist is deep, and the light of the sword behind the back is cold,

Not for fame, not for money,

Be a free spirit.

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