Big Shot's Reincarnation Sweeps the World

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

The exam was over. When they came out, the students were in good spirits. On the contrary, the invigilators were exhausted.

This was because they were all like crickets jumping up and down in a melon field. From time to time, they would be busy looking at this method and then another method. They greedily absorbed whatever knowledge they could absorb, so they were extremely busy.

After the entire examination ended, the dean, who had witnessed the entire process, immediately leaned back in his chair weakly. It seemed that… this person could not be held back.

1

There were still some people in the teachers' office who weren't too sure. After all, the gap between Class 12 (6) and Class 12 (3) was huge. It was impossible for the top class to be surpassed in such a short time. Hence, they went to check on Sheng Yang again. "Mr. Sheng, what do you think the chances of your students winning are?"

Sheng Yang glanced at them. "12%, I think."

"Miss Sheng, full marks are 100%."

"12%."

Sheng Yang was stubborn, and the other teachers couldn't do anything about it. They just followed their usual practice.

If one spoke too confidently, it wouldn't be good. She must just be afraid that she would fail.

It was already late when Sheng Yang left the academy. Unknowingly, she had forgotten something.

She was very free today. No students asked her questions, hence she unknowingly immersed herself in reading and quenched her thirst for knowledge.

When she came out, she saw a person standing quietly opposite her, looking at her. It was easy to notice because the person was quite strange. He had a young face, but his hair was white. Sheng Yang was distracted for a moment, then the person disappeared.

It was so fast that others might not have seen it, but Sheng Yang caught it clearly.

He was also a martial artist, and he was on par with Lan Ran.

Sheng Yang left without thinking.

Long Xian returned to his laboratory. This laboratory of his was set up with a ten-layered lock that only he could open, and he did it very easily. It opened in a short while, and he went in. The environment inside was relatively cold. The temperature here was fixed all year round. The set of procedures that allowed it to happen would not even allow for a slight discrepancy.

As soon as he entered, his usually calm and strategizing expression suddenly revealed indescribable excitement.

The laboratory's space was lit by a dark blue light, and there were all kinds of huge containers arranged on all sides. They were cylindrical that extended from the floor to the ceiling, and they were filled with liquid. And inside the liquid were some very beautiful people. Long Xian called them specimens. They had almost obsessive-looking eyes, and their faces were pressed against the glass. He smiled strangely, then walked over to the lab table. There was already some unknown tissue on the table. It was badly mutilated. It was the result of what he had done. It was there because he had failed.

2

He had been searching for the most perfect experimental body. At first, he took a fancy to Tong Xieyi, so he went to the Tong family. But later on, he realized that Tong Xieyi was just so-so. He then focused his attention on Tong Ang's adopted daughter, Tong Qin, who was hidden by the Tong family.

To be honest, Tong Qin was indeed better than Tong Xieyi, but she was still far from enough. She was not enough…

A greedy expression appeared on Long Xian's face. Later on, he met Tong Liang at the Tong family. He felt that Tong Liang was a little interesting, but he was also far from enough to be his experimental subject.

After hearing about the reversal that took place in Lanca Academy today, he went to the academy and met Sheng Yang.

"Oh my God…" Long Xian was so excited that a sick smile appeared on his face. He was also very beautiful. However, his entire body could not stop twitching violently. In the end, he fell to the floor. Not only could he not hold anything in his hand, but he could not even stand on his feet. He had to grope under the experimental platform with difficulty. Finally, he found a syringe that had already been filled. He inserted the needle accurately along his subcutaneous tissue.