In the dead of night, he even started practicing boxing.
Sure enough, after just five punches against the wall, Zhao An had already mastered modern combat techniques—Muay Thai, judo, wrestling, and military-style boxing.
*"Fitness Expert: Exercise five times, acquire complete fitness knowledge, and physical ability reaches Level 8. Additional achievements unlocked: Combat Expert, Physical Prowess Expert."*
*"Combat Expert: Punch five times, acquire all boxing knowledge and techniques, gain all combat experience, learn unknown combat skills faster. Additional achievement unlocked: King of Combat."*
*"King of Combat: Defeat five opponents. From now on, guaranteed victory in all fights. Can dodge bullets and artillery shells!"*
*"Physical Prowess Expert: Train continuously for five hours, maximize physical ability, greatly reduce sleep time—only two hours needed to fully recover stamina. Can unlock subsequent Strength and Meditation paths. Doubled stamina recovery speed, immunity to common illnesses. Can unlock further physical enhancements (requires Medical Technology path)."*
After seeing these options, Zhao An was utterly stunned.
These rewards were beyond comprehension—was this an encyclopedia? No, this was a million-subject encyclopedia!
"Does surviving a near-death experience really make you this strong?" Zhao An clenched his fist, feeling surging power coursing through his muscles. Every cell brimmed with explosive force.
In just one night, Zhao An had transformed into a muscular beast. Outwardly, he didn't look drastically different, but his muscles had become denser, with defined biceps and an eight-pack. His physique was now flawless—even if he joined an idol group, he'd be top-tier.
His demeanor had also shifted, exuding confidence and a sly edge.
A single day's experience had already surpassed the excitement of years of his past life. Not only had he fucked the mature beauty he'd fantasized about, losing his virginity on her body, but he'd also gained an enhanced physique.
Looking back, it all felt like a dream. Glancing at the clock, he saw he still had two hours before class. Closing his eyes, he effortlessly drifted into sleep.
When he woke up, Zhao An grabbed his phone and began selling his stocks.
The 5,000-yuan stock from yesterday had skyrocketed to 200,000 yuan at opening. Zhao An immediately cashed out—in two hours, the stock would plummet again. There was no point in timing the market perfectly; stock trades had their own rhythm.
Staring at the 200,000 yuan in his account, Zhao An's heart pounded violently. In his past life, he'd worked for years and never even seen 200,000 yuan—hell, not even 100,000! Just how pathetic had his life been?
This 200,000 yuan would be the foundation of his rise!
After packing up, Zhao An headed to school. Campus life wasn't boring, especially in these early stages—it gave him time to steady his mindset and plan his future. It also let him scout potential targets. He remembered all the bastards who'd bullied him before. Now, he'd pay them back—one by one.
Riding his bike to the school gates, he spotted his friend Zhang Chang, who was being dropped off by Aunt Xia Yaxuan—the woman who'd helped him lose his virginity last night.
Her face was radiant, glowing with a delicate touch of makeup, her mature charm undeniable. Years as a hostess had given Aunt Xia an air of elegance, and her fitted blazer added a dignified grace.
Remembering last night's encounter, Zhao An grew even more determined to claim Aunt Xia for himself. So what if she was his friend's mother? Morality wouldn't hold him back. If he wanted something, he'd take it—otherwise, what was the point of being reborn?
"Hey, since when do you cut it this close? You used to come early," Zhang Chang joked, greeting him as usual.
"Just felt like it. Morning, Aunt Xia." Zhao An nodded with a smile, unable to forget the allure of his friend's stunning mother.
Xia Yaxuan smiled back. "Good morning, Xiao An. Thank you for last night."
Zhao An's heart skipped a beat—had she noticed something? "No problem, just a small favor. Auntie, you look even more beautiful than usual today."
Xia Yaxuan's eyes curved into crescents. "Thank you, you're sweet. I'm off to work—see you later!"
Zhao An waved as he watched her leave.
"Come on, what's so interesting?" Zhang Chang didn't find it strange at all.
"Isn't it normal to look at beautiful women?" Zhao An chuckled. But the next second, he overheard Zhang Chang's inner thoughts: "Is this guy fantasizing about my mom? That slut really is tempting."
Hearing this, Zhao An smirked and added, "Don't you think Aunt Xia is gorgeous?"
"Pfft, you into my mom or something?" Zhang Chang teased, though his inner voice sneered, "Is he seriously into her? My mom getting fucked by a guy my age? Kinda hot."
"Haha, everyone likes beauties. If I get a girlfriend, I'd want someone as hot and sexy as Aunt Xia." Zhao An played it off casually—nurturing his friend's cuckold fetish would take time.
Zhang Chang, however, seemed lost in thought. His cuckold tendencies were already forming—whenever he saw his glamorous mother, he imagined her being dominated by other men. Growing up wealthy bred all sorts of twisted desires.
Arriving in class, Zhao An was a solid student, not top-tier, but firmly in the upper ranks.
The moment he stepped in, he saw the class beauty he'd once had a crush on. Beautiful voice, fair skin, sleek short hair—fresh and lively. Her delicate oval face was pure and flawless. Ah, the sweet romance of student life!
In his past life, Zhao An had barely spoken to her. She was the class monitor, a young rich girl rumored to come from a family worth millions.
What kind of trash like him would dare hit on her? Money was the key.
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