The news of Qin Feng's successful promotion to a C-level contract barely made a ripple in the vast waters of Qiming First Martial Arts High School.
Besides Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian from dorm 402, and a few teachers, almost no one knew.
For the tens of thousands of students at the Martial Arts High School, their attention remained focused on the traditional geniuses who topped the overall rankings.
A name ranked somewhere past nine-hundredth place, even one that had achieved a shocking perfect score in combat simulation, would quickly be buried under an avalanche of new information.
This was exactly what Qin Feng wanted.
What he needed wasn't empty fame, but a low-key, efficient increase in strength.
...
「The next morning, at five o'clock sharp.」
The sky was still a deep, inky blue. In the distance, the Qiming Core Area was outlined in gold by the faint light of dawn.
Qin Feng's biological clock woke him from his deep sleep with pinpoint accuracy.
