The black car stopped not too far from the road leading to Kieran’s house.The dim streetlights reflected faintly off the expensive car body, far too conspicuous for an area like this. That was why, the moment the car stopped, Kieran immediately opened the door without saying much.“Thanks for the ride.”Marsellus, who was still sitting casually, only raised an eyebrow slightly.“You’re really cautious.”Kieran didn't deny it and merely gave a small nod, not even bothering to answer. Then he walked away.Receiving that kind of attitude, Marsellus only chuckled faintly and didn't stop Kieran again. He told his driver to move. The black car slowly left the area, while Kieran walked inside with calm steps. But the closer he got to the house, the heavier his steps felt.System’s effect earlier had truly drained his body far worse than he had expected. Maybe because his body still couldn’t fully adapt to such immense power.His left shoulder was also still throbbing painfully from the iron

The small room was once again filled with the sound of pencils scraping against paper.Kieran had already stopped counting how many hours he had been sitting there since morning. Textbooks piled up at the side of the desk, several summary sheets covered in scribbles were scattered across the floor, while system’s small screen continuously displayed data and study materials before him.A few minutes earlier, he had just purchased a complete summary package of all first-year subjects.Ten system points vanished just like that.[Host’s remaining points: 40.]“You really are an illegal bookmaker disguised as a system.”[Host receives equivalent benefits.]But even while grumbling, Kieran still admitted one thing, the effect was incredible.The material that had previously felt like a pile of confusing garbage was now beginning to arrange itself clearly in his head. Even some questions that used to be impossible for him could now be solved simply by recognizing the pattern.“…so this reall

After dinner, Kieran returned to his room without saying much.The small desk near the window was already covered with textbooks, practice worksheets, and several notes filled with his own scribbles. The dim room light made the atmosphere feel calm.For a while, the only sound heard was the turning of paper.Kieran stared at one math problem for quite a long time before finally starting to write the answer quickly.However, before even half an hour had passed, a soft knock sounded on the door.“Mom’s coming in.”The door slowly opened and Irene entered while carrying a small plate of bread and a glass of warm tea. Seeing her son finally willing to study seriously inevitably made her eyes grow slightly moist.She had always dreamed of something like this, where her son could study and become serious about his future.Kieran lifted his head briefly. He noticed the emotion in his mother’s eyes, but his gaze stopped on her clothes.Irene was wearing a simple dark-colored shirt and a neat

The next day, Kieran woke up even before the sun had fully risen. The light in his room had already been on since dawn. Piles of textbooks filled the small desk near the window, with several sheets of practice questions scattered beside the old laptop borrowed from the “internet café” where he usually studied.Kieran sat upright with a serious expression, completely different from the lazy impression he used to show at school.Outside the room, the front door finally opened softly.Irene had just returned from work. The woman looked exhausted, but her steps stopped the moment she saw the small dining table in the living room.There was a simple breakfast still warm there. Toast, eggs, and tea carefully covered so they wouldn’t cool too quickly.Beside it was a small note.“I cooked before studying. Eat before sleeping.”Irene stared at the writing for quite a while. For some reason, her chest felt slightly tight.Over the past few days, she really had been furious because of the suspe

The following days passed with almost the same pattern.Kieran arrived at school the earliest, diligently took his exams, then immediately went home to study again until late at night before sleeping for a few hours and repeating everything again the next day.During the five days of exams, his life almost revolved solely around his study desk, exam sheets, and textbooks.He barely even left the classroom during breaks unless it was to use the restroom or buy some drinking water for a moment.Some students started secretly paying attention to him.Especially because the contrast was too obvious compared to their exam room, which was mostly filled with lazy and problematic students.While the others slept, chatted quietly, or gave up halfway through, Kieran always worked on the questions until the end with a serious expression.Even some of the supervising teachers began recognizing him, or more accurately, becoming curious about him.In almost every exam, there was always a teacher wh