Superpowered Expert in the City
A man should command the world when awake and rest upon a beauty’s lap when drunk. A man should gaze upon all living things from above, fearing neither ghosts nor gods. He should possess an unyielding spirit, his righteousness enduring forever. Qin Anyi was just an ordinary high school student, destined to follow a mundane path, living a life marked by struggle and toil for mere survival. Yet, a fateful accident caused his mind to merge with a mysterious intelligent system. From that moment on, he set foot upon a new path that would overturn the heavens and earth—a path from which, like a pawn crossing the river, once he advanced, there would be no turning back!
Superpowered Expert in the City
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Qin Anyi’s face was pale as he leaned against the wall of a narrow alley, struggling to support himself. His right eye was swollen, barely open to a thin slit, and fresh blood stained his nostrils and the corner of his mouth. He looked thoroughly battered and disheveled. Four young men with cropped hair surrounded him, glaring fiercely. One, evidently their leader, spat on the ground and cursed, “Damn it, I’ve never met someone like you before. My hand aches from hitting you. You’d rather be beaten to death than hand over the money, huh?”
Qin Anyi pressed his lips together. The pain radiating from every part of his body forced a frown onto his face. One hand gripped a stone he’d just picked up from the ground, the other fiercely guarded the pocket of his shirt. He stared wordlessly at the four thugs. In that pocket lay the meager wages he’d earned over an entire summer—just under two thousand yuan, but it was all he had for the coming semester’s expenses, including tuition and fees. He hadn’t expected that his hard-earned money would immediately be targeted by petty criminals, nor that he’d be cornered in this deserted alley.
The alley was long neglected; heaps of garbage in the corners exuded a rotten stench. Outnumbered four to one, Qin Anyi had suffered greatly in the scuffle, but his determination never wavered. What belonged to him, no one would take—he refused to yield!
“Fine! You’ve got guts! That school uniform means you’re from Changqing No. 1, right? Don’t know me, Black Skin Ah Si? Well, kid, just wait. I’ll be waiting outside y
