In the early morning of August, the chirping sound of cicadas came from outside the window. The sunlight filtered through the leaves and rubbed down. This is an ordinary community in Xicheng, Jiangnan, which is a bit old.

Wu Zhe's family lives in Room 303 of Building 3. His father Wu Jun and mother He Mei are both bank employees. The house was also allocated by the work unit in the early years.

The couple has been in a very good mood recently, and there are people congratulating them wherever they go. The reason is that their son Wu Zhe has given them a boost and was admitted to the junior class of the University of Science and Technology of China at the age of fifteen.

This result is no less than being admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University. So the smile on my face has never stopped recently.

Here, He Mei made breakfast and called to her husband Wu Jun: "Hurry up and eat. After you have eaten, send it to your son. He must be reading and doing questions again."

The couple knows that their son is used to getting up at 6:30 in the morning, reading books and doing questions, and then resting on time at 9 in the evening. He is just like a robot. He is invincible.

Wu Jun came out of the bathroom and sat at the dining table, grabbing the fried dough sticks and taking a bite of the porridge.

"Oh, it feels so comfortable!" Wu Jun squinted his eyes and said to He Mei, "You should eat quickly. It's getting late, don't be late."

He Mei brought out the boiled eggs and milk from the kitchen. She put them on the table and said, "After you finish eating, bring them in to Xiao Zhe." After that, she also picked up the porridge and fried dough sticks.

After Wu Jun finished eating, he walked to Wu Zhe's bedroom with eggs and milk, came to the door, knocked on the door first, then opened the door and went in.

"Come, Xiaozhe, it's time for breakfast." Wu Jun said with a smile.

Wu Zhe, who was in the room, raised his head, his face still green and with fine features, and said softly: "Dad, when I finish this question, you can leave it there first!"

"Okay, Xiaozhe, the exam is over, and you don't need to work so hard anymore. You can just watch TV at home. Your parents will take you out to have fun when the weekend comes."

After saying that, he put the breakfast on the writing table. Wu Zhe didn't stop his hands or raised his head. He said "uh" in his mouth.

Seeing that there was nothing more to say, Wu Jun quietly withdrew.

Wu Zhe in the room had nothing to think about and continued to check the calculus problem in his hand.

After a while, my mother He Mei's voice came from outside: "Xiaozhe, your dad and I have gone to work. We should go to your Uncle Wang's noodle shop down below for lunch. I put the money on the table, so don't forget to study."

Wu Zhe replied absently in the room: "Yes, I understand." There was no more sound.

Wu Jun and his wife closed the door smoothly and said as they went downstairs: "Amei, my son is good at everything. He has never had anyone worry about him since he was a child, let alone studying. He is just about to become a nerd."

He Mei rolled her eyes at her husband and said, "Just be satisfied. Think about it, which of our colleagues doesn't envy us, and which family's children are as promising as our Azhe."

"That's true, but..." Wu Jun frowned and continued: "Look at Ah Zhe's character and the fact that he will go to college at the age of fifteen. I'm always worried about him."

He Mei put her husband's arm in hers and said, "I originally wanted him to study in the senior year of high school and take the college entrance exam, but who would have thought that he would pass the exam early. Besides, their junior class is all the best among their peers, so they should have friends and topics to talk about.

Yes. Okay, don’t worry so much, hurry up and catch the train, otherwise you will really be late.”

As they spoke, the two of them drifted away.

Wu Zhe, who was still working on the problem in the room, had no idea that his parents were still discussing him and that he was about to solve the function problem.

Suddenly, a flash of purple light flashed in the room, and before Wu Zhe could react what was going on, it entered the center of Wu Zhe's eyebrows like a rainbow piercing the sun.

A purple afterimage was still there, but Wu Zhe had already picked up his head and screamed in pain, and his body began to roll on the floor. Blood slowly oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. Slowly, his body had already

No more movement, only a gentle "ho ho" sound coming from his mouth.

Seeing that Wu Zhe was about to lose consciousness, the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows emitted a ball of purple light, which began to protect Wu Zhe's consciousness. The purple light began to shuttle through the body, and balls of energy shuttled through the meridians in the body. Then it slowly seeped out into the skeletal muscles, changing the body's body and mind.

Enhance physical fitness.

After more than half an hour passed, the purple light between his eyebrows suddenly exploded, and Wu Zhe felt that the sky was full of stars. Then the stars pressed down, and the two merged into one.

It was already afternoon, and the cicadas outside were still chirping. Room 303 was quiet. Wu Zhe was lying on the floor, motionless. The vest on his body was in tatters, his body was covered with black greasy dirt, and there was a layer of blood under his body.

There were large water stains and the blood on the face had scabbed over.

Suddenly, Wu Zhe's eyelids moved, and slowly, his eyes opened. His eyes were bright and energetic, as bright as stars. A smile appeared on his face, peaceful and kind.

Standing up slowly, Wu Zhe looked at his surroundings, then looked at himself, and frowned. The smell was really bad. He turned around and went to the bathroom, took off his torn vest, turned on the shower, and took a bath.

Come.

My hands kept spinning, and my mind was spinning. "It's time to live again. I am Wu Zhe, and I am also Yuanhui. Relics, Buddha's mantras, and reincarnations."

But there has always been only reincarnation in the past, and I have never heard of reincarnation in the past. This is unscientific! Bah, reincarnation is unscientific in the first place. Anyway, Einstein’s coffin board can’t hold it down.

"Huh?" No, this world is still a little different from my original world, such as technology. The computers and mobile phones here are ahead of the time line of the space and time I was in.

Like now in 2004, smart phones have begun to become popular. I didn't have much contact with other things before and I don't know much about them. Take your time. The knowledge is no different. The university you are about to go to is the same as in the previous life. I hope people will be the same.

Well, it is basically certain that it is a parallel universe or a mirror universe. Quantum theory seems to make sense. Is it a relic or a Buddhist mantra, what is the carrier, and what energy is provided.

After Wu Zhe took a shower, he discovered that he had grown taller. He used to be 160cm tall, but now he is almost 170cm tall.

After looking at the mirror in front of me, the figure of height 168 naturally appeared in my mind. "Hmm", my brain is very useful for this kind of thing. I immediately thought about the math problem that I had not yet solved in the morning, and the answer immediately appeared.

This is to optimize my brain, and that's right. My original IQ was around 140, which was measured during the admission interview for the junior class of Hua University of Science and Technology. Now that I am added to my IQ, it would be strange if I don't have a higher IQ.

He closed his eyes and thought silently for a moment, confirming that he had photographic memory and that his computing power was comparable to that of a computer.

I looked at my body again and found that my physical fitness had obviously improved. I remembered that Ziguang had increased my physical fitness at the beginning because he was afraid that my body would collapse.

Wu Zhe suddenly whipped his leg to the side, and the air "squeaked", making a sound of breaking through the air. This is equivalent to the bodies of two or three special forces. "Oh, a fifteen-year-old body, covered with tendons. No one will believe it."

Ah. It’s just that I will still grow taller, but I haven’t developed yet.”

I was struggling with my height when I suddenly realized. What should I tell my parents when I grow eight centimeters in height? What should I do with my clothes and pants?
Chapter completed!