God Rank Upgrade System Chapter 3

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Who doesn’t know Xiao Lin, the lowest-ranked student at Xing Yao Academy?” The woman let out a giggle.

“Don’t call me Xiao Lin!” Lin Xiu shouted.

Right then, the woman turned serious and inquired, “Alright, which restoration fluid would you like?”

“The one costing 9,800 union coins.” Lin Xiu let out a sigh as he answered.

While saying that, Lin Xiu passed the bank card from earlier to the woman.

“Isn’t this Xiao Qiang’s office...” Lin Xiu questioned, feeling a bit confused right now.

“He took leave today, so I’m covering for him today. Oh, and I’m Xiao Ruoshui.”

Upon hearing the “shui” in her name, meaning ‘water,’ Lin Xiu couldn’t help but picture something naughty in his mind.

“Okay, get in there.” After swiping 9,800 union coins from the card, Xiao Ruoshui instructed Lin Xiu.

Feeling somewhat awkward, Lin Xiu stepped into the smart treatment cabin.

To enter the treatment cabin, he needed to strip off his clothes, though he could keep his underwear on, of course.

“What, are you feeling shy?” Xiao Ruoshui squinted her eyes with a playful grin.

“*Cough, cough*” Lin Xiu’s face turned red, but he quickly regained his calm.

The wounds covering Lin Xiu’s body caught her off guard a bit.

Various red bruises marked his skin, and numerous internal injuries had built up from years of beatings.

Once settled inside the treatment cabin, Xiao Ruoshui added the green culture fluid from the adjacent side into it.

The pricier the restoration liquid, the stronger its healing effects. Yet Lin Xiu’s damages were just soft tissue bruises—serious, sure, but regular fluid would suffice.

Now he was down to just 200 union coins; man, it cost a fortune...

Before long, Lin Xiu sensed the restoration fluid gradually enveloping his entire body.

“The treatment cabin is starting to seal…”

“Projected healing duration: five hours…”

The five hours flew by in no time, and upon awakening, Lin Xiu saw the restoration fluid had drained away completely. The cabin door slid open, and all his injuries had vanished.

Even the old internal injuries from before his time travel were fully healed, leaving him bursting with vitality.

Lin Xiu dressed up and left the room, but the woman had already vanished.

Without dwelling on it, he checked the time and hurried off to class.

“This round, 20 spots are open for real combat training in A20 district, and every beginner warrior in our class gets to join.” Up on the podium, the homeroom teacher Luo Li announced to the class.

With precisely 20 beginner warriors present, no competition for spots was needed.

“Where is Ma Qiang?” Suddenly, Luo Li scanned the room and questioned.

“Ma Qiang... he’s getting surgery in C district.” Zhang Dong and Chen Li exchanged glances before responding.

“Surgery?” Luo Li froze in surprise.

“What on earth happened?!”

“Lin Xiu beat him so bad his ribs shattered. Plus, there’s a vertebral crack.” Chen Li clenched his teeth as he explained.

“No way!” A nearby guy erupted in laughter.

Laughter spread through the others too. As the academy’s weakest student, everyone outdid Lin Xiu—how could this total pushover thrash Ma Qiang like that?

No one bought it.

“I mean it…” Chen Li insisted. He had no clue how Lin Xiu unleashed that sudden power, flooring Ma Qiang with a single blow.

“Never mind, Ma Qiang won’t join the A20 district training this time then…” Luo Li massaged her temples and declared.

“Teacher, can I join?” Just then, Lin Xiu entered and asked.

All eyes shifted to Lin Xiu.

Chen Li and Zhang Dong looked stunned, a hint of fear in their expressions.

With Ma Qiang wrecked by one hit, they were naturally scared stiff.

“Lin Xiu, A20 district teems with zombies and evolved beasts. You’re not even a beginner warrior yet—it’d be suicide.” A guy sneered mockingly.

The rest stared at Lin Xiu like he was an idiot.

“Lin Xiu, don’t rush into this. A20 is extremely perilous; build your strength first.” After a pause, Luo Li advised.

Lin Xiu shone in theory classes, but his physical prowess remained pitifully low.

“If I beat you, can I go?” Lin Xiu eyed the sneering guy evenly and questioned.

“Me?” The guy, Xu Jun—a towering, muscular fellow—rose to his feet, glaring at Lin Xiu.

Lin Xiu’s challenge felt like a slap to his pride—a pathetic weakling daring to provoke him?

“Up for it?” Lin Xiu narrowed his eyes.

Analytic Eye activated:

Xu Jun

Level: Beginner warrior

Strength: 52

Physique: 41

Speed: 37

Overall combat strength: 443

Weaker than Ma Qiang by a bit, Xu Jun was. If Lin Xiu evaded smartly till his rage filled up, one powered strike would drop him flat.

“Bring it!” Xu Jun fumed and snorted. He’d pummel Lin Xiu senseless, he vowed inwardly.

“You two…” Luo Li was taken aback, but Xu Jun had already stormed out with Lin Xiu.

“Lin Xiu, don’t clash with him—he’s a full beginner warrior!” One classmate warned Lin Xiu.

Yang Tian was his name, a chubby guy and the sole classmate who never scorned Lin Xiu.

“Relax, I’ve been itching to thrash him forever,” Lin Xiu smirked back.

Xu Jun had bullied Lin Xiu plenty in class too. Now, Lin Xiu clenched his fist hard.

“Hurry, check it out! That wimp Lin Xiu’s picking a fight. Isn’t he just begging to die?!” Class time, yet many students trained combat on the field. Spotting Lin Xiu and Xu Jun in the martial arts arena’s center, crowds rushed over to spectate.