Fate Reignites: My Rampage in a World Where Time Stops

In a sealed room, two men sat facing each other.

One of them, with a hint of aging on his face, neatly combed his hair back. He was dressed in casual home clothes, but as he propped his hands on the desk, the interlocking of his fingers in an instant emitted a calm and commanding presence.

Across from him sat a man in his thirties, bearing similar features to the middle-aged man. Even the composure on his face bore resemblance.

"There are no electronic devices here, all signals are completely isolated." After a moment of eye contact, the middle-aged man slowly began, "Now, you can tell me about your Talent."

"Soul Fusion." The moment the young man spoke, a peculiar smile appeared on his face.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank slightly, carefully observing his son who had changed drastically in less than a month. He confirmed again, "Soul Fusion?"

"Yes." The young man shook his head and chuckled, "Who would have thought, the Talent that was meant to kill me, has ended up in my hands?"

Erik reflected on the surprise he felt last night when he drew Soul Fusion, and the realization after seeing the Third Talent Effect of Soul Fusion. There was a touch of melancholy in his eyes.

It turned out that in the end, he had been tricked by the guy named Matsusaka Shigeki.

No, the other party did not reveal the Third Talent Effect of Soul Fusion, he had just assumed it was Instant Teleportation.

Lauren Solag, the current Clan Leader of the Solag Family, fell into silence, then he looked at Erik, "The press conference has been prepared for you."

"You can step back into the spotlight at any time and announce the return of the lion."

"Press conference?" Erik shook his head, "No, I don't need such things anymore."

"Oh?" Lauren looked at Erik, surprised.

"Lauren, I remember you taught me as a child to always choose the option most beneficial to myself," Erik spoke calmly, "I chose to be conspicuous in the past because it brought me what I desired."

"Supporters, worshippers, any resources I wanted."

"As long as I stood in the spotlight, I could capture the attention of the world, and as long as I had strong enough power, countless people would become my fervent supporters."

"I could establish a new order under their adoration."

"But now, being conspicuous is not the most beneficial way for me."

"No one cares about a loser, just as no one cares about the name of the world's second highest peak." A sharp light flashed in his blue eyes, "And no one would think that a Player who once possessed the Gold Talent could possess another Gold Talent."

"Staying low-key is what I need to do right now."

"I won't underestimate anyone anymore; on the contrary, I want them all to underestimate me."

Lauren suddenly laid his hands down from the table, his tense body gradually relaxing, leaning back against the comfortable soft high-quality leather chair, a smile appeared on his face.

"I'm comforted by your growth."

"I thought this setback would make you grow, but I didn't realize the changes it would invoke in you would be so profound," he said with appreciation in his eyes as he looked at his son, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepening because of the smile, "Erik, you're completely different from before."

"It's not the setbacks that changed me." Erik rose to his feet, pushed open the door, and strode out, "It was the twenty-four deaths in the past."

"Thank you, father."

No sooner had Erik calmed down than he realized that the family's retaliation would never let him spend the rest of his life in a mansion worth billions of dollars.

This was the punishment Lauren had preemptively given him.

But sometimes, punishment is also a form of protection.

A lion, no longer blinded by sudden powerful forces, firmly locking down numerous adversaries with his heart alone, is the real lion.

He, Erik, had returned!

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Qin Chuan did not know anything about what had happened across the ocean.

At this moment, he had returned to his school classroom.

The day after tomorrow was the entrance examination; the day before the exam was a holiday, so today was his last day in the classroom with his classmates.

Even with guaranteed university admittance, he had no plans to skip classes at this time.

The last class from each teacher was a farewell to their students.

Qin Chuan didn't want to miss it.

Next to Qin Chuan, chubby listened to the class with exceptional focus, diligently noting down every point the teacher mentioned last, a stark contrast to his past self.

He still had not achieved an A-grade rating on his third practical assessment, and his final rating remained "B+" like his provisional rating after the second assessment. This meant chubby needed to pass the second-tier university cutoff to get into a top university like Modu Jiaotong University.

This was challenging for Chubby, who usually hovered around the third-tier cutoff.

While Qin Chuan was away from cultural courses for a month, chubby also took several days off.

Unlike Qin Chuan, chubby took leaves because his father had hired the best tutors for him to receive one-on-one tutoring at home.

Reportedly, the price was steep, costing a thousand yuan for two hours of lessons.

"Let's go buy some snacks from the snackbar," Qin Chuan suggested during the break, patting chubby on the shoulder as he pulled him up.

The two bought their usual roasted sausages and stood in the corner, just as they had done before.

"How's your preparation going?" Qin Chuan asked, looking at chubby.

"Not bad." Chubby bit off a piece of sausage with a carving knife and swallowed it with two bites, then chuckled, "With the exams coming up, it's not possible for me to improve in every subject."

"That Mr. Liu, the tutor, is really good. He prepared a targeted improvement strategy for me, focusing on Chinese, English, and mathematics."

"For Chinese, it's mainly about memorizing all sorts of model answers so I can just write them out earnestly and score some points, especially the essays, mainly memorizing model essays." Chubby scratched his head, "Believe it or not, it really works. I took a mock test a couple of days ago and my Chinese score increased by over thirty points."

"For English, it's mainly about memorizing vocabulary and rules... oh, and handwriting!" Chubby's eyes sparkled, "You know about roundhand, right? That fancy-looking English script that seems very high-end. Mr. Liu told me to just practice that."

"But not too fancy, you have to find the right balance, and then not make corrections."

"When the marker sees your essays, the first thing is a pleasant surprise because they look so nice. Then, if they don't look closely, even misspelled words might get overlooked, and that gets you a higher score."

"For my last mock test at school, I only lost three points on the English essay!"

"And for mathematics, for the last two multiple-choice questions, the last fill-in-the-blank, and the two big questions, I just give them up and focus on the easier questions at the beginning!" Chubby bit fiercely into his sausage again, "Now, in the mock exams for the college entrance exams, I can consistently score in the triple digits!"

"Impressive." Qin Chuan gave Chubby a thumbs up.

Chubby's improvement was clear to him. With such progress, securing a spot in a second-tier university was almost a given.

That tutor was expensive, but evidently for good reason.