Lu Yuan carefully looked through the "Genius Children" list and declared with a slightly dramatic flair, "The fortune of humanity is terrifyingly great!"
"The future is yours, young ones!"
But for now... it's mine, Lu Yuan's!
"Ring, ring, ring!" The alarm clock sounded, and Lu Yuan glanced at the time. It was time to head to school for class.
He tidied up his appearance in front of the mirror, gracefully combed his strand of white hair, and activated the autopilot of his flying car to head towards the city center.
He watched as cars came and went and people hustled and bustled around. At the edge of Green Grass City, a craftsmanship competition was being held with a considerable number of participants from alien civilizations.
Suddenly, a thought struck him: if everyone in the world were geniuses, society might not necessarily be so harmonious.
Because many tasks of experience accumulation require ordinary people to tirelessly attempt and accumulate.
