Volume 1: The King's Son Chapter 1: The Wang family’s grandson!
Ding-a-ling!
When the school bell rang, the teacher standing at the podium straightened his frame.
He looked at the group of children below the podium who were eager to rush out of the campus and sighed.
"Children these days are hard to bring up. They can't sit still before I've even finished speaking..." sighed the balding teacher.
The teacher was talking to himself, so the noisy children didn't hear clearly, but at this moment a boy with short hair sitting at the back moved his ears slightly.
He heard the teacher mumbling something to himself, but there was no expression on his childish face.
Ding ding ding!
The middle-aged male teacher knocked on the blackboard and said, "Be quiet!"
Swish!
It has to be said that the male teacher had some intimidating power, and the noisy children under their seats suddenly became silent.
The strong voice coupled with the sturdy figure made it hard for the children sitting below not to think of their own fathers who often beat them with belts.
"I know you just started school today..."
After the teacher finished talking nonsense, he finally spread the rolled-up book on the table and said helplessly, "Okay, school is over."
The sound of "school is over" echoed in the children's ears like the sound of nature...
Swish, swish, swish!
Many students picked up their backpacks and rushed out of the school with their new friends.
The short-haired boy sitting in the back calmly put the textbooks on his desk back into his schoolbag neatly.
When he was about to pick up his schoolbag and leave the classroom, a fat middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere and looked at the boy with a smile on his face...
Although it was a smile, the boy could feel that it was a flattering smile.
"Student Wang Bing, how was your first day at school?" asked the fat middle-aged man.
"Hello, Mr. Xie."
Wang nodded and said, "School life is very rich, but teacher... I want to go home after school..."
"Oh, that's fine, that's fine! Come on, come on! I'll take you there." Teacher Xie said.
Although Wang Bing felt uncomfortable, he didn't say anything for the sake of face.
Teacher Xie is the grade director for grades one to three in their school.
Being sent out of school personally by a grade director...
Tsk tsk!
This treatment is unprecedented, Wang Bing thought to himself.
Teacher Xie originally planned to hold Wang Bing's hand and send him off personally, but after seeing Wang Bing coldly put his hands into his school uniform pockets, Teacher Xie didn't want to force him to leave...
Two people, one big and one small, followed countless children and slowly walked towards the school gate.
At the school gate, when a group of children carrying schoolbags walked out of the school gate, they looked around. After finding their parents, they said goodbye to their friends and ran towards their parents.
Wang Bing, who was standing behind them, looked around and soon saw an old man with a cane greeting him.
After confirming that it was his great grandfather, Wang Bing quickly walked up to the old man, "Great grandfather!"
"Hey! My dear grandson, how are you doing in school?" The old man's droopy face suddenly showed a smile when he saw Wang Bing.
"Mr. Wang, you actually came in person."
Teacher Xie leaned forward and said flatteringly, "I was just asking if we should send Wang Bing back home."
"You are..." The old man surnamed Wang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the fat teacher Xie.
"I am Wang Bing's grade director. My last name is Xie! You can just call me Xiao Xie." Teacher Xie said quickly.
"Oh, Xiao Xie..."
The old man surnamed Wang nodded and said calmly: "Since I'm already here, I won't bother you anymore."
After saying this, the old man turned around, looked at Wang kindly and said, "My dear grandson, let's get in the car and go home."
"Okay, Master!"
Wang walked forward, opened the car door and motioned for the old man to get in first.
"Wow! My good grandson, so sensible..." The old man did not refuse and sat on it directly.
With Teacher Xie's respectful farewell, Mr. Wang's car slowly drove on the city roads.
Wang Bing looked at the scene outside the car window and couldn't help but recall his previous school life...
His real name is not Wang Bing, but Wang Bing.
At this moment, he is one of the millions of travelers. Based on his observations over the past few years, he can finally confirm that he has traveled to that world.
That’s right, the “Under One Person” full of strange people
In his previous life, he was a teenager with a great talent for painting. Before he reached adulthood, his paintings often won awards, and his entire bedroom was filled with award certificates and trophies. Some of his works were even auctioned off and achieved good results at the auction house.
Such a young man with great talent in painting finally failed in the art exam.
Actually, he could have been admitted directly, but he was so full of energy at that time that he confidently gave up the opportunity and resolutely chose to take the unified examination.
result……
He failed the exam!
If it was an ordinary art exam candidate, the worst that could happen was that he could try again next year. But for a genius who was surrounded by all kinds of honors, it was undoubtedly a joke.
It would be fine if the exam results were not ideal. After all, everyone’s aesthetic taste is different, and you can’t expect everyone to like your work, right?
Originally, Wang Bing didn’t take it seriously, but he never expected what would happen next.
After failing the art exam, he entered the darkest period in more than a decade: cyberbullying!
All kinds of doubts, insults, and ridicules flooded towards him through the Internet. Even if he gave up the Internet, he could not escape the pressure of these comments.
In the end, this young man with great talent in calligraphy and painting chose to commit suicide.
I don’t know if it was because God took pity on him, but Wang Bing was reincarnated and came to this world where only one person is left, and became Wang Bing.
People always enjoy the process from creating gods to pushing them down from the altar, Wang Bing thought as he looked at the scenery outside the window.
Perhaps because he had died once, Wang Bing's personality had changed drastically.
From being confident and unrestrained, he became silent and restrained.
"Grandson, what's wrong? You have a gloomy face as soon as you get on the car. Is there something that makes you unhappy?" asked the old man named Wang on the side.
Wang Bing turned his head and looked at the old man next to him, who had white hair, a short white beard, and was wearing a long black robe.
He is his great grandfather in this life, Wang Ai.
Wang Bing had also read the Under One Person comics in his previous life, so he knew the identity of this old man in his family.
Seeing him old and fat with a cane, Wang Bing smiled and said, "It's okay, Grandpa. I just felt very uncomfortable with Teacher Xie just now."
"Um?"
Wang Ai raised his eyebrows slightly and asked suspiciously, "Did he provoke you?"
"That's not the case..."
Wang Bing shook his head and said, "I think he is a little different from the teachers I have read in the books before..."
"Oh? What's the difference..." Wang Ai continued to ask.
"I'm sorry, Master. I can't tell..."
Wang Bing shook his head and said, "I read in books before that teachers are always very great and strict... But this teacher Xie makes me feel very uncomfortable."
"Haha, that's normal, kid."
Wang Ai smiled and stretched out his hand. Although he looked a little old, he was still chubby. A ball of green flame began to appear on his hand. "Do you still remember what Grandpa told you at the beginning? What is this?"
"Um!"
Wang Bing nodded. Of course he knew the basis for the survival of the aliens in this world. "Qi!"
"Yes! The so-called Qi, in simple terms, is an expression of the life energy in the human body, just like the car we are riding in now. If there is no oil, it cannot move..."
Wang Ai introduced: "Although everyone has Qi running in their body, it does not mean that everyone can sense the Qi running far away in their body."
“We are different!”
Wang Ai looked at Wang Bing with a smile and said, "Those of us who can sense and use the innate Qi in our bodies, or those who have a sense of Qi, are usually called extraordinary people."
"That……"
Wang Bing asked, "Grandpa, does this have anything to do with the fact that I feel bad about Teacher Xie?"
"This involves the second concept. Let's first clarify this innate qi."
Wang Ai said patiently: "Even the extraordinary people are divided into two types. One is the innate extraordinary people, that is, those who can use Qi at birth and can convert them into other energies..."
At this point, Wang Ai glanced at Wang Bing and said, "For example, Wang Bing, you are a congenital extraordinary person."
call!
As he spoke, the flames on Wang Bing's body suddenly rose up. He looked at his hands and asked, "So, this is why you let me keep learning the family martial arts?"
"That's right! The Qi in each of our bodies will gradually be consumed."
Wang Ai supported his cane and said, "God is fair. Although he allows some people to use Qi naturally, there is a drawback, which is that the wear and tear of Qi will be greater than that of acquired extraordinary people."
"This is why most powerful aliens are cultivated through acquired cultivation."
To put it bluntly, innate extraordinary people are strong in the early stage but weak in the later stage; while acquired extraordinary people are more likely to take shape in the later stage because their innate Qi in their bodies is less worn out over time.
"Then wouldn't it be that I, your Majesty, am..." Wang Bing seemed to be hesitant to speak.
However, Wang Ai said with a smile: "What I just said is the majority, which does not mean that it is impossible for innate extraordinary people to become powerful beings."
" If there are powerful enough skills, it can offset the wear and tear of these Qi to some extent."
As Wang Ai spoke, black Qi began to spread from his body, and these Qi continued to float in the carriage.
Wang Bing naturally knew what this thing was, one of the Eight Great Skills, the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Skills.
During the Jiashen Rebellion, the Wang family took it from Feng Tianyang of the Feng family.
However, judging from his posture, Wang Ai just wanted to demonstrate some powerful skills to Wang Bing, and soon the black Qi flame was taken back into Wang Ai's body.
Wang Ai patted Wang Bing's head and said with a smile: "So don't worry about the skills. Your current task is to practice the Wang family's internal skills to perfection. These will all be yours in the future."
Wang Bing believed this. He knew how much Wang Ai doted on Wang Bing in the original book.
At first, Wang Bing didn’t understand why the old man favored him alone when he had so many brothers and sisters in his family.
Now that I think about it, I understand a little bit. First of all, Wang Bing might be a congenital extraordinary person. Although he doesn't have an advantage in the later period, you can't resist the Wang family's many unique skills.
With these unique skills to protect you, it is possible to remain strong all the way.
"The reason why you feel that Xiao Xie is very uncomfortable is because, firstly, you are young and a congenital abnormal person, so you are naturally more sensitive to the Qi in the human body."
"Secondly..."
Wang Ai shook his head and said, "That person has too many thoughts. In addition to our own primordial spirits, we also have spontaneously generated miscellaneous thoughts and delusions... These things are born with the thoughts of life and are endless."
"You are only seven years old and haven't seen many things, so the Qi in your body is relatively pure."
"And that Xiao Xie has lived half his life. He has too many perverse thoughts, so the Qi in his body is naturally not that pure. This is why you feel uncomfortable with him."
At the end of his speech, Wang Ai glanced at Wang who seemed to be thinking about something and said, "It's okay if you don't understand. You are still young. Don't worry. Since you don't like that teacher Xie, then Grandpa will replace him."
Hearing this, Wang Bing was speechless. He just felt uncomfortable with someone, but the old man was going to destroy that person's job...
For a moment, Wang Bing didn't know what to say. He said that Wang Ai was making a fuss, but he was doing it for his own sake; you said it didn't matter... Maybe it mattered to him, but for Teacher Xie, it might mean he lost his job.
But the next moment, Wang Bing recalled his experience of being cyber-bullied in his previous life, and the sympathy that had just arisen in him instantly dissipated again.
When I was subjected to verbal violence, no one stood up to sympathize with me, so why should I worry about it?
Anyway, the old man didn't make it impossible for Teacher Xie to find a job, so he might as well change her...
When Wang Ai's car slowly stopped in front of the Wang family's gate, the bodyguard sitting in the front got out of the car and opened the door for Wang Ai.
Looking at the big words "Wang Family" written on the door plaque, Wang Bing shook his head and followed Wang Ai in.
When I arrived at the main hall, I saw a capable middle-aged man standing in the hall, seemingly waiting for Wang Ai.
"Uncle Dong!" Wang nodded .
The middle-aged man's surname was Dong. In Wang Bing's impression, this Uncle Dong had been serving as Wang Ai's housekeeper in the Wang family since he came into this world.
Basically, all the big and small matters at home are taken care of by Uncle Dong.
"Oh, Mr. Wang, you're back from school!" Uncle Dong nodded.
Uncle Dong felt that Wang Bing, the apple of Old Wang's eye, was a good kid except for his cold temper. He would greet them proactively when they met and never looked down on them, the servants hired by the Wang family.
Unlike the children of other families, who always have a nose on top of their head and are arrogant to everyone they meet.
