C1 Zhuangzhang

Zhang Yang had a very long and strange dream. In the dream, he was wearing strange clothes and was speaking an awkward language. Then … He was continuously beaten up by others.

Immediately after, the scene changed. In his dreams, a stranger's appearance would always appear again and again. From the moment that person was born, the scenes of the youth in his childhood would be played one after another.

Zhang Yang wanted to stop this dream as soon as possible. Anyone who dreamed of a completely unrelated stranger would go crazy. He wanted to shout and curse, but no one paid attention to him.

He wanted to escape, but he ran as fast and as fast as he could. However, in the end, he tragically discovered that it was as if he was walking in endless space and there was no way to stop him.

It was only when a deep star pattern suddenly appeared that it came to an end.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang opened his eyes.

He was lying on a rather soft bed, surrounded by a pinkish white color. On the ceiling above his head, there was a strange crystal that was emitting a gentle light.

"You're awake?"

A cold face appeared in Zhang Yang's line of sight. Her tone was neither salty nor indifferent, and there was no change in her expression.

Zhang Yang turned his head slightly and looked at the girl. He saw that she was wearing a strange white cloak, with her hair in a ponytail and glasses. Her hands were naturally in her pockets.

Unknown surroundings, unknown people, weird costumes...

"I... "Where is this place?"

Zhang Yang was a bit confused, but he looked around vigilantly. This was a small room, but it was very tidy, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

"The school's infirmary. Zhou Qian and Su Su brought you here."

She then turned around and walked to a nearby table. She picked up a thick book and began to write something down on it.

"You are fine. You only need to rest for two days." Seeing Zhang Yang's confused look, he reminded him again and then lowered his head to busy himself.

School?

Student?

Zhou Qian?

Su Su?

Medical room?

Zhang Yang was even more confused. He couldn't help but mutter, "I …" Still dreaming? Could it be that we changed the map? "

After hearing him say such arrogant words, the woman's face finally wrinkled slightly. A look of disgust flashed in her eyes as she coldly said, "Student, your joke isn't funny at all. Now that you have no more questions, you can leave."

Zhang Yang naturally didn't notice her expression. At that moment, he suddenly felt waves of intense pain coming from his mind. He clenched his fists, preventing himself from shouting out.

Zhang Yang, a young Devil Pattern Master with an extremely rich innate Devil Pattern Continent. With merely an age of eighteen, he already became a level five Inscription Master, and his cultivation had already risen to the level of Heaven Level.

Once, he went across levels to absorb magic prints in the void, and due to the Spiritual Power's consumption, he fell into a coma. Then, he fell into that strange dream, and then … It appeared here.

"Could it be that this is not a dream! Is that true? "

Zhang Yang murmured again. Although the woman didn't turn around, the disgust on her pretty face became even stronger.

Another wave of headaches hit him, and more memory fragments poured out, gathering into a huge flood of memories. Unexpectedly … It was exactly the same as the contents of the dream.

Boom!

The fusion of reality and dream brought a powerful impact. Zhang Yang groaned in pain, as if his soul was being crushed. The intense pain was unbearable.

After a long time!

Zhang Yang slowly walked off the bed and thanked the woman. He pushed the door open and walked out. The dazzling sunlight made him a little uncomfortable.

Along the way, he met a group of weird-looking dressed young men.

However, when these strangers looked at him, they subconsciously took a detour. Their eyes were filled with pity, ridicule, scorn and other mixed emotions.

When he limped past, these people were pointing fingers at him, and some of them even whistled gloatingly behind him.

Zhang Yang's pretty face couldn't help but to squint his eyes, causing an undetectable cold light to shoot out in all directions.

Soon after, his pitch-black pupils descended into a calm and deathly stillness without the slightest trace of vitality that a young man should have. He walked forward rather clumsily, as if he was not used to his own body.

Moreover, only now did he realize that he was actually a cripple!

Zhang Yang's expression slightly froze and quickly returned to normal. Facing the numerous faces around him, Zhang Yang did not say a single word. His expression was as lonely as a dead sea.

"Hey, isn't he one of the super classic characters in our teaching case? It looks like he's in a good mood."

"Haha, you still don't know. In the morning when the results were announced, he was mocked by the whole class. In the afternoon, he was beaten up by Lee Hong. This kid was so agitated that he fainted. What a shame."

"Ah?" Beat up by Lee Hong? Could it be … Because of Su Su? "

"That's right, a dead cripple actually dares to be so attentive to Su Su. It would be strange if he doesn't get beaten up."

"..."

Listening to the gloating voices, Zhang Yang, who had his back facing the crowd, didn't feel embarrassed nor did he feel unwilling to accept it. Instead, he walked out of the school gate without any hesitation.

Squinting his eyes as he looked at the sun in the sky, the corners of his mouth finally curled up into a lazy smile … Excited.

According to his memory, Zhang Yang put away the sightseeing idea and quickened his pace. As he walked forward, his mind quickly adapted and organized the merged memories.

After walking for about five minutes, they entered a pedestrian street to the right of the school. They stopped in front of a residential building and followed the corridor into the basement. Finally, they opened the door and entered a small space.

It was a small, dark, damp room with no furnishings except two old beds and some shabby furniture that looked more like old antiques.

Although it was daytime, the narrow window wasn't enough to make the room appear bright. Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and pressed a button on the wall. A dim light lit up the ceiling.

Zhang Yang slowly sat on the bed with his eyes closed and let out a long breath.

According to the merged memories of the dream and the reality, he already knew that this world was called Earth, and it was no longer the Devil Pattern Continent that he was in before.

He actually transmigrated with his soul, so his current body was also called Zhang Yang.

However, compared to the amazing level 5 Inscriptionist, this Zhang Yang on Earth is really suffering, not even considered as a thread. If we must put him back as a thread, then we can only count it as a thread of suffering!

His life was very simple. In a car accident where both his parents died, he stayed at his uncle's house and lived the life of a third-class citizen, crippled and crippled. Because he had no one to supervise him, his grades were not good since he was young, and his character was timid and weak.

This year, he was 17 years old, 1.7 meters tall, thin and weak. Usually, he would be bullied by his classmates for being quiet.

Speaking of the reason of the coma, Zhang Yang was actually very wronged. It was because he happened to appear at the supermarket with the school beauty Su Su. And because they were classmates, he helped her carry things and followed her back to school.