Urban System in America-Chapter 17 - : Reason For Cheerful Mood

Some people even spread rumors that they were lesbians.

Naturally, those rumors were immediately shut down—especially by the male students, who absolutely refused to accept that their goddesses could be anything but straight.

However, there was indeed a world of difference between Rex now and before.

As classmates, of course, they knew about the death of his parents and had felt sorry for him at the time.

Especially when compared to his haggard appearance last year, the contrast was almost too much.

Turning around, they peeked at him again.

A straight nose, fair skin, deep ocean-blue eyes, and sharp, three-dimensional features—everything seemed to be in perfect harmony.

Sophie had always been a crazy face-lover, but now, even Daisy couldn't help but blush.

And seeing the dazed look on Hannah's face, Daisy knew exactly what she was thinking.

In fact, they weren't the only ones. Throughout the class, other students were sneaking glances at him.

On the other hand, after seriously listening for a while, Rex came to an important conclusion:

He had absolutely no idea what the professor was talking about.

Even though he now had a high mental stat, that didn't make him omniscient.

Without any prior foundation, he couldn't understand anything.

His past self had wasted an entire semester without studying, so it was only natural that he knew nothing.

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As for his studies in his past life?

Well, let's not even talk about that.

Even though he had a good memory back then, the difference between the curriculum of that third-rate university and this world-class institution was night and day.

The only thing his past university had given him was a glorious title of university graduate degree. As for actual skills and knowledge? Let's just forget about that.

Seeing that he couldn't understand anything, he simply stopped paying attention.

"It looks like I have to focus on my studies," he muttered with a sigh.

Otherwise, he would have to repeat the semester—something he definitely couldn't accept.

But thinking about how little time was left before exams, he couldn't help but feel a headache.

"Aagh! Even after becoming a millionaire, I still have to worry about exams?" he muttered under his breath.

He couldn't help but regret his earlier decision.

But he quickly threw that thought out of his mind. Life wasn't always easy. He had already gotten a second chance, and he wasn't about to ruin it by running away from difficulties.

So, he steeled himself for intense study sessions. It was difficult, but not impossible. He just needed to endure some sleepless nights.

Turning his attention back to his surroundings, he carefully scanned the classroom.

Overall, it looked very high-tech, with a large projector screen, soundproof glass walls, and ergonomic seats.

The students were diverse, representing different ethnicities—Asian, Black, Hispanic, and Caucasian. Of course, Caucasians were the majority, followed by Black and Hispanic students. Asians had the lowest numbers, but they were still considerable.

On his left sat a boy about his age, listening intently and occasionally taking notes.

He wore glasses, had a not-so-handsome face, and a frail body—clearly a nerd.

Overall, he had all the characteristics of someone easy to bully.

On his right sat a girl with large glasses and bangs covering most of her face. She was dressed simply and was entirely focused on the lecture.

Obviously, she was a typical nerd too.

Due to her bangs and glasses, he couldn't see her face clearly.

It seemed like both of his desk mates were nerds. He was a bit speechless and didn't know what to say.

Maybe sensing his gaze, the girl turned to look at him.

When she saw Rex staring back, she froze.

Rex simply smiled politely and was about to say something, but the girl hurriedly looked away like a frightened rabbit, focusing back on the lecture.

Seeing this, Rex just smiled awkwardly.

"It seemed like she wasn't a social person."

Soon, the bell rang, announcing the end of class.

As soon as the professor stepped out, loud discussions erupted, and many students immediately surrounded him.

"Hey, man, are you really Rex?" a student asked.

"Of course. Unless you think I'm an alien?" Rex replied humorously.

Hearing this, the other students laughed loudly.

"But... but you've changed too much, man. How did you do it?" the boy asked again.

Hearing this, the others perked up their ears, and the whole class seemed to quiet down.

Everyone was curious about his transformation, especially compared to his previously haggard appearance.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, Rex coughed and started spewing nonsense.

"It's nothing special. I just realized I couldn't keep living like that, so I started taking better care of myself these past few months—exercising, doing 100 push-ups, 100 pull ups, 100 squats, eating lots of healthy food, and that's it. "ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

Hearing this,

Some chose to believe it.

Some were skeptical.

And some simply didn't care.

But Rex didn't mind. It wasn't his duty to explain himself to them.

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The Beauty Trio was also looking at him with strong curiosity.

Seeing her friends hesitating, Sophie took the lead, showing off her fiery personality as she confidently stepped toward Rex while the others instinctively made way for her.

Rex also took a good look at this hot Latina.

She was a fiery beauty with sun-kissed caramel skin, deep brown eyes full of mischief, and luscious dark waves cascading past her shoulders.

Her hourglass figure was impossible to ignore—generous curves, a slim waist, and toned legs that moved with effortless confidence.

Her full lips, always glossy and slightly pouty, curved into a smile that could easily melt resolve—a mix of innocence and knowing flirtation.

Dressed in a form-fitting crop top that clung to her generous chest and a pair of snug, high-waisted jeans that accentuated her curves, she was effortlessly stunning.

She exuded a kind of sensuality that was both natural and impossible to ignore.

Her voice brought him back to reality.

"Hey, do you remember me?" she asked teasingly, clearly proud of the way he was looking at her.

Noticing the mischievous glint in her eyes.

Rex pretended to stroke his chin, making a show of thinking hard.

Seeing this, Sophie immediately exploded.

"Hey, hey! Do you really need to think so hard?! You can't even remember this beauty after being gone for a while?"

Seeing her fuming expression, Rex finally stopped teasing her.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. I was just messing with you," he said with a grin. "Of course, I remember the hottest beauty in our class. There's no way I could ever forget this figure."

His cheesy remark immediately caused strong boos from the other students, and Sophie, though momentarily surprised, quickly returned to normal.

In reality, she hadn't been angry—she was just pretending.

But she hadn't expected him to tease her like that.

She clearly remembered that he wasn't like this before.

If it had been his past self, he would have just smiled and given a simple, polite response.

It wasn't just his looks that had changed—his personality had too.

The others noticed this as well.

Even though his past self hadn't been a complete nerd, he had never been this confident, free-spirited, or playful.

In fact, Rex himself was aware of this change.

In his past life, he had been just an average guy, going with the flow.

Now, however, he felt very confident, free and easy.

He already had a faint guess for the reason too.

And the most likely reason was?

A hundred million dollars.

Money seems to have a strange power—it gave him an unprecedented level of confidence and ease as if the whole world was under his feet.

He felt free in a way he never had before.

After all, he didn't have to worry about food, clothing, or shelter.

The three biggest necessities in life were already covered, and he had so much wealth that he couldn't even squander it in this lifetime.

Of course, Only if we use it for basic needs.

If it was to be used for buying luxury stuff, it wouldn't even last a day.

And not to mention, he had shares in a company—even though its value was still unknown, but he had a hunch that its value would definitely not be small.

And let's not forget the security company he owned.

From all the previous signs, that company wasn't simple either.

With money, safety, and stability guaranteed, what else did an ordinary man need in life?

So, Of course, he was in a cheerful mood.

And it showed in his demeanor too.

(End of Chapter)