Spare Me Great Lord!!!
Chapter 26's

Chapter 26

Throughout the night, Lu Shu was awake to practice the 'little stars twinkle'.

Humans need to sleep because of the limitations of their bodies and not sleeping will result in fatigue, and in extreme cases, even death. . .

But for Lu Shu, training her ability was a form of rest and it would also add to her energy so that she did not feel tired.

But Lu Shu felt that sleep was also a form of pleasure and he should not be too extreme to practice.

Some people will sacrifice everything else in life to achieve immortality but Lu Shu has different ideals. For him, happiness is the most important and eternal without it being meaningless.

He allocated the remaining 2,700 points into two halves, one part of the 700 points used to try his luck at the lottery wheel, only to get 7 'thanks for participation' notices. . .

It makes his blood boil!

After feeling the effects of the refreshing fruit, Lu Shu was willing to bet on it but not to the point of spending his entire savings.

Then he had 2000 points left to buy two heavenly fruits.

Previously, Lu Shu only needed to eat 1 heavenly fruit to illuminate 2 stars but for the 3rd star, he needed one whole fruit.

This time, he bought and ate 2 heavenly fruits at once that illuminated the 3rd and 4th stars on the map.

It seemed like as Lu Shu progressed, more fruits and harsher training were needed to illuminate the next stars, but he thought this was quite meaningful.

As soon as the 4th star lit up, waves of heavenly energy flowed through his body. His bones, muscles, and vital trajectories felt like rocks lying on a beach constantly swept by the waves. Very nice feeling!

At this moment, Lu Shu felt a surge of strength accumulate within him and it was twice as strong as before. His strength was around 4 adult men combined.

Seeing his growth, he should have been able to easily throw the pulpit alone and compared to Li Qi, an F-class metahuman, he was much stronger.

"It seems like I'm getting closer to class E," Lu Shu looked out the window and the sun was up.

Lu Xiaoyu woke up early today and was having breakfast together with Lu Shu. After breakfast, she wanted to follow him to sell the eggs, "Let's sell the eggs together. When it's time for school, you can go straight away and I'll bring things back so it's more convenient."

Lu Shu was stunned for a moment. Although Lu Xiaoyu was usually quite mature, it was the first time she volunteered of her own volition to help her sell eggs.

Lu Xiaoyu noticed Lu Shu's expression, "Don't look at me like that, I just feel like I have to do something for our family."

Our family . . . These two words made Lu Shu emotional. Ever since he left the orphanage and rented this small house, he had longed for the warmth of a family.

A person who grows up with a complete family will never understand how many orphans crave it.

Although this house has no parents, there is a feeling of family, a feeling of warmth.

This feeling was present right at that moment. . .

Lu Xiaoyu hesitated and asked, "If I can lift some weight off your shoulder, can you buy me a roasted sweet potato?"

Lu Shu glanced at him and jokingly replied, "Haha, no."

Lu Shu knew that Lu Xiaoyu would not take his jokes seriously and that was why he dared to reject them directly. And Lu Xiaoyu knew that Lu Shu was only joking so she did not take it to heart.

This is their chemistry.

Roasted sweet potatoes were Lu Xiaoyu's favorite. Even if he didn't help her, he would still buy it for her.

Lu Shu had spent her childhood in an orphanage and was not lucky enough to eat anything good. Since he could give Lu Xiaoyu a better childhood than Lu, why not?

Even though he gave Lu Xiaoyu some food and water, he did not feel like he owed her anything.

The two are just interdependent so they are not calculative at all.

After selling the boiled eggs for a while, Lu Xiaoyu suggested that he could handle the shop and urged Lu Shu to go to school.

Lu Shu thought, "Since he has to learn to do it one day and the people on this street are mostly acquaintances, there is no reason not to feel safe" and left.

It was the second day of the exam and yesterday's math exam was postponed until this morning. After mathematics is English, and in the afternoon combined humanities – geography, history, and politics.

After arriving at school, everyone was discussing blood donation yesterday. They certainly got the news online that second year students all over the country were called to this experience.

Following the resounding explosion of the incident, this blood drive occurred and everyone thought it must have something to do.

"Could it be possible to test whether we are qualified for the training ability? Isn't the gold foundation's website saying that there is a way of training to become a metahuman?"

"I think it's very possible. There's probably going to be a mass election."

As soon as Lu Shu walked into the classroom, for some reason, everyone's voice became smaller as if they were deliberately avoiding him.

But Lu Shu ignored him and sat down. He had the same opinion as the others about the bleeding, but he wanted to know if it really worked.

Metahumans does not only include college students. Junior, senior, college students and adults also have the possibility to become metahumans.

His writing desk Ye Lingling had a big mouth and his other classmates did not like to hang out with him. Other than gossip and idle chatter, no one could hold it back when discussing serious matters.

This made him tempted to talk to Lu Shu. Teen girls all have a certain nature – they just want to play and have fun …

"Lu Shu, were you online yesterday?" Ye Lingling asked.

Lu Shu looked at Ye Lingling expressionlessly and replied, "Freedom, democracy …"

"From Ye Lingling's distress, +119!"

Ye Lingling was confused! He asks if he is online but why is he talking about the system and politics of government ?!

Then he realized. Lu Shu had no interest in talking to him about metahumans.

Lu Shu only had one goal in mind. He just wanted to find an opportunity to interact with these fellow metahumans and non-metahumans, what was the point of talking to them?

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