Alex believed that training with someone as talented as Cassandra could accelerate his progress. Without hesitation, he responded,"Sure. Let's exchange numbers."He pulled out a small device that looked like a smartphone, though it was merely a budget version, functional only within the city and nearby areas due to its dependence on the local tower network.Cassandra happily shared her number in front of everyone.Previously, some female students had approached her, asking, "Why do you get close to that loser? He's the bottom of the class. Why not hang around with us?"She simply ignored them, as she didn't care what others thought; she'd always been a lone wolf.She believed that those who mocked and looked down on Alex were ignorant.One day, they'd realize they were wrong.Only she knew his true talent.In the classroom, Sofie and Vlad were stunned.They couldn't believe what they were seeing."How is this happening?" Vlad muttered, his face darkening. "How could someone like Cas

Shenny clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white.Across the crowd, Vlad's glare burned into Alex, his eyes seething with hatred.Alex was openly tarnishing the Bolton family’s reputation.Noticing Shenny and Vlad’s hostile stares, Alex smirked inwardly.‘Typical of the Boltons,’ he thought. ‘When they couldn’t handle the truth, they pointed fingers. If they had nothing to hide, why fear being exposed?’“The truth does not change according to your ability to stomach it!” Alex said to shenny and, clearing his throat theatrically.“So, students,” he announced, slipping into a teacher’s tone.“Today, I’ll teach you how to create a Fireball Inscription, step by step. Follow carefully, and you’ll be able to launch a fireball.”The students’ eyes lit up with excitement.Elder Grey Robes, Edison, and Roberto exchanged shocked glances. It was unheard of—a new student teaching the craft of inscriptions, and a high-rank fireball one at that.Even they struggled with it!“Take

The gray-robed elder nodded thoughtfully. "Roberto, arrange a library clerk position for him.""Yes!" Roberto responded promptly.He knew of the elder's fondness for talented individuals.Despite Alex's lackluster innate ability, his profound knowledge—like being able to read the Book of the Fire God—made him exceptional.As a library clerk, Alex could delve deeper into such ancient texts.In Miracle City, most people prioritized cultivating their combat abilities.Few invested time in studying ancient books. The elder's arrangement also served to protect Alex.Working inside the school as part of the Institute, the Bolton family would find it harder to suppress him.But did Alex fear the Bolton family's suppression?In his past life, he might have cowered, but not now. He wouldn't swallow his grievances. He had a score to settle with the Boltons.Shenny glared at Alex with cold hatred. "I'll remember this!" she spat.Vindictive by nature and as his teacher, she had plenty of ways to

In the past few days, Alex had been busy sharing various cultivation techniques tailored to each student.Some found it hard to understand their new methods, and Alex patiently guided each of them.Finally, they all settled into the right techniques, and for the first time, they felt progress beyond anything they’d achieved with the institute’s methods.“Alex, when we reach the Bronze level, and even become a noble later, we'll always think of you as our leader. That will never change.” Gratitude filled every student’s voice, each of them feeling deeply indebted to Alex.Alex chuckled, “Remember, no matter how potent the cultivation technique, if you’re not diligent, it’ll be useless. Reaching the highest level also depends on your hard work.”One of the students quickly chimed in, “Leader, I don’t need to reach the highest level. I’ll work hard in cultivation and training. I’ll be happy if I can reach the 1-star Silver Rank as an enhanced fighter.”“Silver Rank?” Alex shook his head,

As night enveloped the training grounds, the moon cast a silver glow over everything below.Alex made his way to the agreed spot, a single bench at the corner of the training area, the most secluded one.Under the soft lunar light, Cassandra stood gracefully, her jet-black hair cascading over her shoulders.Her delicate features and elegant demeanor made her seem almost ethereal—a beauty rivaling Sofie’s.“I thought you weren’t coming,” Cassandra said, her eyes meeting his.“I always keep my promises,” Alex replied with a faint smile. “No matter how busy I am, helping you comes first.”“Thank you,” she whispered, lowering her gaze as she blushed, her voice soft with gratitude.Alex noticed she had dressed more elegantly than usual, in a white silk dress that accentuated her figure, flowing from her shoulders to her knees.The hem revealed her perfect form, shaped by years of diligent training.“Your injury should be improving,” Alex said as they both sat on the bench, gently taking he