Chapter 1 The Civilization Master System Is Activated, Creating Magic Skills.

Daxia New Calendar Year 189, Tianyang City, No. 1 Middle School.

"I made a slight breakthrough yesterday, and the Thunder Fist successfully broke through to a minor success."

"Oh my God! Minor success? Class monitor, you are too awesome! Isn't it 100% certain that you will be in the top three in this final martial arts exam!"

"Class monitor, you should have been promoted to a quasi-martial artist! Breaking through to become a martial artist is just around the corner."

"..."

In the front row of the classroom, a muscular young man was showing off proudly, and several classmates next to him were vying to flatter him.

But when his eyes swept to a handsome figure by the window in the back row, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and a trace of jealousy rose in his heart.

"That's for sure. If the cultural score didn't account for 20%, maybe I could have competed for the first place."

"I don't know what the cultural score is for. In the end, it's all about fists."

"Even if you are the first in culture, you're still a waste if you can't break through!"

When he said this, his voice rose a lot, obviously he was talking to someone in the back row.

Several lackeys looked at each other, understood, and followed suit, forming a group to mock.

"That's right... that's right... no matter how good your academic performance is, it's useless. Without qualifications, nothing matters..."

"That's right, martial arts geniuses like the class monitor are the future of our human race."

"It's just a foolish dream to want to become a civilized teacher without qualifications."

"..."

At the same time.

The handsome young man Lin Ping'an by the window heard the voice but his face did not change. He turned a deaf ear to it, as if he had heard nothing.

The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.

At this moment, he just felt a little noisy.

"Ring, ring, ring..."

As the bell rang, everyone quickly returned to their seats. A capable short-haired female teacher walked in, glanced at it, and began to teach.

"Turn to page 136 of the book, today's lesson..."

During the lecture, the female teacher glanced at the back row.

When she saw the handsome figure staring blankly, she sighed secretly, said nothing, gathered her thoughts, and continued to teach.

On the other side, Lin Pingan was watching the virtual screen in front of him reach 99% of the reading bar, waiting silently.

Counting it, this life is the second life.

In the previous life, Lin Pingan, who was born as an orphan, died after saving someone. It is unknown whether he did not drink Meng Po soup and reincarnated into this seemingly high martial arts world.

After birth, he had the original memory. Both his parents were ordinary people, allowing him to enjoy the warmth and family affection he had never had.

Unfortunately, within a few years, they both died in the attack of cultists, leaving Lin Pingan alone again.

In order to avenge his hatred, he also practiced martial arts hard, but in the end he gained nothing because of his low aptitude and bones. It can only be said that it is better than nothing.

But giving up is absolutely impossible. He could endure the darkness because he had never seen the light.

After experiencing family affection, he lost it again. This hatred is unforgettable and will never be forgotten.

At this moment, the progress bar moved little by little at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye, and successfully changed from 99% to 100%.

[Ding~]

[The civilization master system has been successfully started, and relevant knowledge is being loaded...]

A group of knowledge emerged from his mind, as if transmitted from an unknown space.

In an instant, Lin Pingan groaned and felt dizzy, but even so, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

In just a few tens of seconds, he already understood everything.

The function of this system is very simple, but also very powerful.

Spend civilization points to enter the creation space, and accelerate the deduction of the creation of skills according to relevant martial arts knowledge.

In the space, not only can you use civilization points to speed up your thinking, but you can also generate a flash of inspiration and increase your inspiration.

You know, sometimes the success or failure of creating a skill depends on that crucial inspiration.

After all, like the original earth, there were countless people who were hit on the head by an apple, and only Newton discovered gravity from it.

In addition, the skills created by the civilization master will also be practiced after being taught to others.

Although the proportion is not high, as long as there are enough people practicing, Lin Pingan can gain thousands of times.

After binding to the civilization master system, the soul and mental power are protected by the system, so they also gain many benefits such as immunity to soul attacks and mental attacks.

As soon as the thought moved, a virtual panel appeared.

[Name: Lin Pingan]

[Qi and blood value: 56 cards]

[Martial arts realm: None]

[Created skills: Unnamed (58%)]

[Civilization value: 124]

Seeing this, Lin Pingan instantly understood that the unnamed one was the skills he had been researching and creating.

The progress has just been completed by more than half, and I thought that most of it has been completed, but it seems that it is still overestimated.

After more than ten years of hard work from childhood to adulthood, I have just completed 58% of a skill. The civilization master is indeed the most difficult existence.

The road of creating skills is indeed not something that everyone can take.

However, from this moment on, everything is different. If Lin Pingan was only 80% sure of creating the first skill, now he is 200% sure.

Thinking of this, even if he is two people in two lives, he can't help but feel a little excited.

If he hadn't been forcing himself to do so, Lin Ping'an would have wanted to enter the creation space immediately to see how it worked.

But after all, he was not young anymore, so he still had some self-control. Now he didn't know what would happen after using it, so it wouldn't be too late to study it slowly after returning home.

While thinking, the class was almost over. "Ring, ring, ring..."

"get out of class is over, Lin Ping'an, come to my office."

The short-haired female teacher said this after hearing the bell, then picked up the textbook and turned to leave.

When Lin Ping'an heard the bell, he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, his eyes were full of confusion.

He stood up and followed him out.

Seeing this scene, the monitor raised his mouth, smiled on his face, and said something sarcastic.

"Wow! I didn't expect that even good students would be absent-minded in class! If even the cultural score drops, it is estimated that you can't even get into college, just go and screw screws!"

Next to him, several lackeys quickly followed suit and mocked.

"Yes, yes, yes! The monitor is right!"

"Indeed! He has been holding us back, and he is not ashamed. It's hard for him to pretend every day."

"I have disliked that boy for a long time. What's so good about a pretty boy? He is just a little better at studying, but he is sick and can't even take a punch. He is a big waste."

"..."

To be honest, the voice was so loud that Lin Pingan heard it clearly.

But he was too lazy to pay attention to it. They were just a bunch of little brats. It was too troublesome to argue with them.

Besides, he had heard such words countless times since he was a child, and it was not enough to make him angry.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in!"

The voice came from inside, and Lin Pingan pushed the door open.

In the huge office, there was only one female teacher, and the other teachers had not come back to rest.

Even in the seemingly parallel world of Gaowu, delaying classes is a common situation.

It can only be said that different worlds have the same teachers.