Urban Super Almighty Student

C3 – Not Afraid of the Hyperthermy

Abruptly, Ye Hao sat upright.

He swiftly rubbed his eyes and upon looking again, the sky met his gaze.

“Is there a time limit for X-ray Vision?” Ye Hao pondered, “Is there a certain duration after which my X-ray Vision ability fades away?”

His suspicion grew stronger.

This revelation filled him with boundless excitement.

He told himself, “It has to be true!”

In this moment, Ye Hao came to the realization that he hadn’t eaten all day.

Exiting his room, he caught sight of his mother busy in the kitchen.

Ye Hao made his way to the kitchen, grabbed an egg pancake, and began to eat.

“Be careful not to burn yourself,” Guo Xiu hurriedly warned.

“It’s not hot,” Ye Hao said after quickly finishing the egg pancakes on his plate. He then turned his attention to the pancakes in the pan.

“Just wait a moment,” Guo Xiu said with an affectionate smile, her gaze fixed lovingly on Ye Hao.

Before long, a fresh batch of pancakes was ready.

Ye Hao extended his hand to grab a pancake.

“Careful, it’s hot,” Guo Xiu cautioned in a slightly anxious tone.

Nevertheless, Ye Hao took the pancake and nonchalantly put it into his mouth.

Observing how Ye Hao devoured the pancake in mere bites, Guo Xiu chided, “Aren’t you afraid of getting burned?”

“Oh, it’s alright. I’m not worried about getting burned,” Ye Hao responded, only to catch himself in surprise.

He mused, “It doesn’t make sense for the just-cooked pancake not to be hot. Shouldn’t I be worried about getting burned?”

With this thought in mind, Ye Hao hastened toward the living room.

He lifted the teapot and poured a cup of hot water for himself, carefully gauging the cup’s temperature with his hand.

The cup was a bit warm, but he felt no discomfort.

Ye Hao hesitated briefly, then dipped his finger into the hot water. To his surprise, this level of heat fell well within his tolerance.

Ye Hao was utterly astonished.

The divine blood must have wrought significant changes throughout his body.

Just as Ye Hao was lost in thought, a weary Ye Zhiguo pushed the door open and entered. Spotting Ye Hao’s contemplative demeanor, he offered a smile and asked, “Hao, how are you feeling today?”

“I’m feeling very well today,” Ye Hao stood up and replied.

“That’s good,” Ye Zhiguo nodded, proceeding to his room. After a short while, he reappeared, having changed his clothes.

“Hao, how’s your recovery progressing?” Ye Zhiguo inquired, taking a seat beside Ye Hao.

“I’m fully recovered now,” Ye Hao answered softly.

“If you’re fully recovered, you can head to class later,” Ye Zhiguo suggested after a brief thought.

“Zhiguo, what are you saying?” Guo Xiu, busy cooking in the kitchen, poked her head out, her tone unhappy. “Let Hao rest a few more days.”

“I’m just worried about Hao falling behind in his studies,” Ye Zhiguo explained, scratching his head.

“Even if he takes a bit more time off, it won’t hinder his studies,” Guo Xiu retorted, giving Ye Zhiguo a firm look.

“Fine.” Ye Zhiguo relented, his only option.

“Mom, I’m really feeling better now. I’ll head to school later,” Ye Hao interjected.

“But you’re not completely well yet,” Guo Xiu persisted, her worry evident.

Ye Hao cut in, insisting, “Mom, I’m honestly fine now.”

“Alright.” Guo Xiu, while desiring for Ye Hao to return to school sooner, still prioritized his health as a concerned mother.

Once Ye Hao finished his meal, he walked his bicycle to Jiangnan No.2 High School.

There were four high schools in Jiangnan City.

All the students at No.1 High School were high-achieving individuals.

If a person managed to secure admission to No.1 High School, there was a 90% likelihood they would enter a prestigious university.

No.2 High School paled in comparison to No.1 High School.

However, if someone earned a spot in the Key Class at No.2 High School, they still had a fifty percent chance of getting into a top-tier university.

Ye Hao had gained entry to the Key Class due to his father Ye Zhiguo’s connections.

Truth be told, in every school, there were students who relied on their connections.

Nonetheless, other students often looked down upon those who obtained their positions through connections.

Ye Hao was a prime example.

Upon arriving at his classroom, Ye Hao quickly exited upon seeing unfamiliar faces. He suspected he had wandered into the wrong class.

Just then, a voice filled with surprise rang out behind Ye Hao.

“Ye Hao.”

As Ye Hao saw Zhou Shuai approaching, he inquired, “Zhou Shuai, is this Class Two?”

Zhou Shuai was Ye Hao’s desk partner, and their camaraderie was strong.

“Absolutely.” Zhou Shuai advanced and slung an arm around Ye Hao’s shoulders. “Why were you out of commission for half a year?”

“It’s a lengthy tale.” Naturally, Ye Hao wouldn’t divulge the specific reason to Zhou Shuai.

“While you were recovering in the hospital, we got a new principal. Right off the bat, he made a significant announcement,” Zhou Shuai stated, his arm still draped around Ye Hao’s shoulders as they walked. “From now on, we have monthly exams. After each test, the top sixty students make it to Key Class 1, and the next sixty-one to one hundred and twenty students are placed in Key Class 2, and so forth.”

“If that’s the case, does it mean the lowest-scoring sixty students will end up in Class 20?” Ye Hao was taken aback by this revelation.

“Exactly,” Zhou Shuai nodded affirmatively, remarking, “That’s why the whole school is buzzing with enthusiasm, and students are putting in their best effort to study. After all, no one wants to end up in an ordinary class.”

“It’s not just the students who’d feel ashamed; their parents would as well.”

“I ranked 118th last time. I almost dropped out of the Key Class,” Zhou Shuai admitted with a downcast expression, adding, “I’m expecting to be shifted to Regular Class 3 for the upcoming exam in two weeks.”

“Why is my seat still next to yours?” Ye Hao glanced at his desk and books.

“Your situation is a bit unique, so for now, you’ll remain in your original class. But you need to take the exam upon returning, and your class assignment will be based on your results,” Zhou Shuai explained with a wink at Ye Hao, continuing, “I got all this info from the teacher. I did quite a bit for you, don’t you think a meal is in order?”

“Of course. I can even treat you to a pack of spicy sticks.”

“That’s great.”

After chatting with Zhou Shuai for a bit, Ye Hao straightened up his desk and casually opened a history book.

In times gone by, students had to study both humanities and sciences simultaneously. However, nowadays, the country primarily encouraged students to develop holistically.

Students aimed to excel in subjects like Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology, politics, biology (or life sciences), and geography. While Chinese and mathematics carried a maximum of 150 points each, the other seven subjects were graded out of 100 points each.

This meant the combined perfect score for these nine subjects stood at 1,000 points.

Generally, obtaining around 700 points could earn someone an undergraduate degree, while 800 points might secure them admission to a prestigious university.

Those scoring 900 points, however, could enter one of C Country’s six top universities.

Ye Hao delved into the history book in his hands. After a while, his eyes reflected astonishment.

To confirm his suspicion, Ye Hao closed the book and silently recited its contents.

Opening the history book once more, Ye Hao reconfirmed his findings, leaving him unable to resist taking a deep breath.

He actually possessed a photographic memory!