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Fifteenth Middle School is located in Xiongshan Township, and there is a winding mountain road leading to Chunhe Village.
Sitting in that dilapidated classroom, listening to the teacher's not-so-standard Mandarin lecture, Zhan Lingfeng finally sorted out his thoughts.
This was the beginning of a nationwide development. The south was rapidly rising due to the great leader's southern tour, while this county was relatively quiet, still in the initial stages.
He had exerted too much effort!
Zhan Lingfeng chuckled; he had been reborn much earlier. This timing had its pros and cons for him. The downside was that obtaining cultivation materials was relatively difficult now—goods were not circulating, money was scarce, and acquiring resources was quite challenging. The upside was the opportunities; this era was filled with chances to get rich. If he played his cards right, he could accumulate capital quickly.
Zhan Lingfeng had also decided that he was not suited for a political career; that path would not benefit his cultivation. However, he was most suited for business, allowing him to accumulate wealth rapidly. With money, he could buy various cultivation resources from around the world.
At the beginning of his cultivation journey, Zhan Lingfeng wasn't too worried; after all, some herbs would be sufficient. However, as time went on, the resources needed would not just be ordinary herbs but rather precious items even on Earth. This could not be resolved simply by constructing a Spirit Gathering Array or similar formations.
"Zhan Lingfeng, what are you daydreaming about?"
Suddenly, the teacher Gu Dazhi looked at Zhan Lingfeng.
In an instant, all the classmates turned their attention to Zhan Lingfeng.
"No, I wasn't daydreaming," Zhan Lingfeng replied as Gu Dazhi's words pulled him back to reality; he realized he was in a third-year classroom.
"Hmph, Zhan Lingfeng, look at your studies. You spend all day not studying properly; what future do you have? With your grades, you won't even get into a high school!"
Zhan Lingfeng stood there listening, recalling his situation. Indeed, at that time, it seemed he was quite far from passing the entrance exam for high school. It was only after his mother pleaded with his uncle in the county that he barely managed to get into a middle school in Chengguan Town.
Gu Dazhi continued criticizing Zhan Lingfeng: "I tell you, Zhan Lingfeng, if you don't work hard now, you'll regret it later!"
At this point, Gu Dazhi shook his head: "Your grades are at the bottom of the class. Do you plan to spend your whole life in the countryside without any development? Your parents sent you to school to gain knowledge and get into a good university. Your family is struggling; I heard your parents even borrowed money to support your education. Are you living up to their expectations by being so unfocused?"
Zhan Lingfeng had never really thought about how much his parents sacrificed for his education until now. Hearing Gu Dazhi's unreserved words that showed no concern for his feelings stirred a sense of gratitude within him.
"Teacher, I understand! I will work hard and get into Yizhong!"
Suddenly, the whole class burst into laughter.
Sitting next to Zhan Lingfeng, his deskmate Huang Yongping laughed even harder.
Gu Dazhi was taken aback and said, "Forget it, whether you study or not is your own business. Just sit down and listen to the class."
"I have to say, you're quite funny!" Huang Yongping whispered with a chuckle.
When Zhan Lingfeng looked at Huang Yongping, he simply smiled. He remembered that although they were deskmates before, they didn't really hang out together.
Sitting there and watching everyone focus on the lecture, Zhan Lingfeng recalled that they were now entering the second semester of their third year of junior high, and there wasn't much time left until the High School Entrance Examination. Given his previous grades, Zhan Lingfeng knew he couldn't possibly achieve a good score.
However, things were completely different now. Zhan Lingfeng believed that with his abilities, getting into a good high school wouldn't be difficult.
There were two things he needed to do now. One was to develop his memory, which required a special potion.
Thinking of this, Zhan Lingfeng remembered his master, who had disappeared somewhere after he turned five hundred years old. This master had awakened his spiritual roots on Earth.
Every person with a Spiritual Root needs a process of awakening. Without awakening, the Spiritual Root does not manifest and cannot have any effect on the Human Body. However, once awakened, a person's Spiritual Root is fully activated; the better the Spiritual Root, the stronger the memory and analytical abilities.
Zhan Lingfeng's situation was just like that. If he didn't undergo an awakening process, his reborn Spiritual Root would remain dormant, leaving him as nothing more than a foolish person.
Awakening is actually quite simple; herbs are everywhere on Earth. It just requires a special method to brew them.
The second thing Zhan Lingfeng needed to do was change his family's situation; they were really too poor.
Fortunately, Zhan Lingfeng recalled many things about this era and knew it was a time of great development. Opportunities were everywhere, and it wouldn't be too difficult for him to rise up.
School was over!
A few classes passed in a flash, all while Zhan Lingfeng was engaged in various analyses.
At Fifteenth Middle School in the Countryside, due to the varying distances from the school to students' homes, some students from better-off families were fortunate, while those from impoverished families like Zhan Lingfeng's had to walk a steep mountain path to get home. Every day, Zhan Lingfeng walked to school and back, having a simple breakfast at home in the morning, eating lunch at school, and returning home for dinner in the evening.
There were a few students from Chunhe Village attending the middle school, and they would usually walk home together after classes.
As they left the school, classmates Li Xiuli and Su Zhiwu from another class, along with an eighth-grade student named Yang Cheng and a first-year student named Jiang Li, were already waiting there.
"Zhan Lingfeng, we were waiting for you," Su Zhiwu said.
All of them came from poor families and could only walk to school and back home.
As they walked along the mountain path, they discussed various school matters.
Zhan Lingfeng noticed that Su Zhiwu was constantly talking to Li Xiuli, and it was obvious that he was trying to impress her.
Despite her worn-out clothes, Li Xiuli was academically much better than Zhan Lingfeng, ranking among the top five students in their class.
Of course, what stood out most was that Li Xiuli was beautiful.
Reflecting on Li Xiuli's situation, Zhan Lingfeng realized he didn't know much about her. He only knew that her family was very poor, similar to his own. He recalled that she had passed the entrance exam for high school but soon after dropped out and got married to someone from a neighboring village or something like that.
Watching his classmates chatting away, Zhan Lingfeng felt a rare warmth in his heart.
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