There was a dark crowd under the stage, and countless eyes were piercing my back like needles. I can hear the whispers and feel the looks of expectation, ridicule, or indifference. Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School, senior year spiritual energy awakening ceremony, this is the moment that determines the future destiny of us eighteen-year-old boys.
"Lin Feng, relax." The voice of the head teacher, Teacher Li, came from the side, with a subtle sigh.
I knew what he was sighing about.
Three months ago, I was one of the top three top students in my grade in theory, and a seed player that the teachers said was "hopeful of awakening talents above B level." Until that accident - in order to save a child crossing the road, I was hit by an out-of-control spiritual energy transport vehicle and lay in the hospital for two full months. Although his life was saved, the doctor clearly told him: the spiritual veins are damaged, the probability of awakening is greatly reduced, and even if awakened, the talent level may be...
