In the era of national awakening, talent level determines destiny.
Chen Mo was judged to be the lowest grade F in the talent test. His former girlfriend Zhao Manqi broke up with her on the spot and fell into the arms of Liu Yu, a grade B talent. The ridicule from the classmates around him pierced his heart like a needle. According to regulations, F-class awakened people can only be sent to dangerous areas where monsters are rampant to serve as cannon fodder. Their lives seem to have hit rock bottom.
However, just when he was desperate, Lingyue, the legendary SSS-level warrior with the bloodthirsty Nether Scythe, appeared in the inspection hall with a bloody afterimage. She has a hot figure and a beautiful face, but the look she looks at Chen Mo has a heart-stopping paranoia.
"Baby, the tenderness last night wasn't enough." Ling Yue's fingertips grazed Chen Mo's Adam's apple, her tone was coquettish but hidden with madness, "Hurry up and form a contract with me, or... I will cut into pieces all those who covet you."
Chen Mo's pupils shrank suddenly - this face was clearly the protagonist of his erotic dream last night!
As the contract was established, three golden lights tore through the sky:
"Congratulations on activating the SSS-level talent - Netherworld Symbiosis"
"Congratulations on activating the SSS-level talent - Ten Thousand Martial Powers"
"Congratulations on activating the SSS-level talent - Wheel of Fate"
When the former loser had three SSS-level talents, and when the possessiveness of the yandere Zhan Ji spread throughout the city, Chen Mo finally understood: the so-called genius was just the lowest standard for someone to look up to him. Those who have laughed at him will eventually know that the true horror of the SSS level has just begun.
