The Whole Class Laughs at My Mom, Little Knowing I Hold a Universe in My Palm

The class was still mocking Yun Che for being a "sissy" when the bell rang.

That was, until he looked up, his eyes like glaciers from time immemorial.

"Will you shut up?"

The future God of War of the Federation had been reborn in a body that had endured nothing but scorn.

The school bully picks a fight? He casually dismantles a desk and assembles the parts into pulse gauntlets, making the whole school watch a live stream of the bully standing on his head.

The top student sneers at him? He fires back with "Seventeen Unconventional Applications of the Warp Drive," making professors from elite universities crowd the school gates and call him teacher.

All he wanted was to keep a low profile and enjoy a quiet retirement, tinkering with a few inventions using his mech core.

But the school belle insists on tutoring him, and the icy class monitor comes to him for protection late at night.

Just then, the [Eternal Heart] System inside him suddenly issues a warning:

[Countdown to the invasion of an interstellar civilization: 365 days]

[Final mission issued: Turn this planet into a factory, forge god-tier mechs, and raise civilization to Level 1.5]

Yun Che looks at the stars he folded for the school belle and sighs.

And so, the entire class sees it:

The "sissy" everyone used to bully stands in the palm of a mech a hundred meters tall, facing a sky full of warships, and says softly:

"No talking in my classroom."