1: Chapter 1: Highly Anticipated? Worst F- Rating!

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Source Realm Federation, Cangnan City, Third Public High School.

In early September, the autumn sun was dazzlingly bright.

The vast Blackstone Awakening Plaza was packed with a sea of people.

All twelve classes of the senior grade, over eight hundred students in total, lined up neatly. Their black uniform suits merged into an orderly ocean beneath the sunlight.

Today was the third day of the new term and also the legally mandated, unified Godhead Awakening Day.

Three thousand years ago, otherworldly rifts descended, ushering humanity into the Godhead Era.

To this day, awakening divinity and giving birth to a Divine Kingdom at the age of eighteen was deeply etched into the very bones and blood of every person in the Source Realm.

At the very front of the plaza stood a massive, silvery-white Awakening Altar.

Light gold origin reishi patterns flowed across the altar's surface, intertwining and connecting to the Federal Psionic Matrix buried deep underground.

This was the standard official awakening device, capable of precisely measuring every new demigod's Divine Kingdom area, unit tier, and believer status before issuing a comprehensive rating.

Of course, talents remained hidden.

Ratings ranged from highest to lowest: SSS down to F.

Yet beneath F rank lay a shameful rating that rarely ever appeared—F-.

That was the universally recognized useless god, the lowest trash among divine beings.

"Next, Class 7, Zhou Kai!"

A cold, mechanical electronic broadcast voice slowly echoed across the open plaza.

A burly boy stepped quickly onto the altar and pressed his palm tight against the cold metal sensor panel.

In an instant, pale cyan spiritual light burst around him, and a translucent projection of a Divine Kingdom floated above the altar.

[Divine Kingdom Area: 21 square kilometers]

[Initial Unit: E-rank Green-Patterned Giant Wolf x 30]

[Comprehensive Rating: D+]

"Not bad. Even though it's low aptitude, at least he won't have to idle away in an ordinary university."

"Be content. We're all ordinary people. Getting anything D-rank or above isn't a loss."

Sparse chatter broke out around them, filled with hints of envy and relief.

Standing toward the back of the crowd, Lin Ye wore a calm expression, his gaze falling indifferently on the altar.

He had a slender build and wore a well-fitting black uniform with sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing clean, pale skin.

His eyes were cold and distant, carrying an aloof aura that naturally signaled others to stay away.

As a transmigrator, he had already been in this world for ten years.

In his past life, he was an ordinary junior college student on Earth. After dying in an accident, his soul transmigrated into the body of an orphan with the same name, Lin Ye, in the Source Realm.

The original owner's parents were Abyss Trailblazers who perished ten years ago during a mission to seal the Sixth Abyss, leaving behind only a meager pension and a 120-square-meter apartment.

No background, no backing, no relatives.

A textbook bottom-tier nobody.

But no one treated Lin Ye as ordinary bottom-tier trash.

Simply because he was recognized as the ultimate theoretical genius in the entire Cangnan Third High School.

Godhead Theory, Otherworldly Encyclopedia, Divine Kingdom Management, Monster Analysis... In every academic exam, Lin Ye perennially claimed first place in the grade, his scores crushing everyone in the city every single time.

"I bet a pack of high-grade Faith Candy that Lin Ye gets at least a B rank."

"More than that! He knows theoretical knowledge like the back of his hand and his control over Godhead affinity is maxed out. I think A+ is guaranteed, and he might even touch the threshold of S-rank!"

"Pity we're all commoners. If he had powerful resources backing him before, he could definitely push for S-rank."

Praises rang out continuously from all around, and everyone's eyes drifted consciously or unconsciously toward Lin Ye in the corner.

In everyone's inherent perception, a demigod with exceptional theoretical attainment possessed soul resilience far beyond ordinary people, so their rating could never be bad.

Lin Ye listened quietly without expression, his heart completely tranquil.

Only he knew that no matter how well theoretical knowledge was learned, it was nothing more than armchair strategy.

A transmigrator's advantage was never rote textbook knowledge.

His trump card was the knowledge of his homeland etched deep into his soul.

"Tch, acting so cold and aloof."

A harsh sneer suddenly sounded, breaking the praising atmosphere around them.

To the right of the crowd, a youth wearing a custom matte-black uniform and a gilded psionic bracelet on his wrist glanced at Lin Ye with utter impatience.

Ye Feng.

A direct descendant of the top prominent Ye family in Cangnan City, and also the universally acknowledged second greatest genius in school.

With an illustrious background and endless resources, his only defeat was in theoretical exams, where he was firmly suppressed into second place by Lin Ye every time.

Even if he was off by just a single point, to the proud Ye Feng, it was an intolerable humiliation.

Two lackeys stood beside him, following his gaze toward Lin Ye with deeply mocking tones.

"Young Master Ye, there's no need to get angry with a nobody like him. What's the point of being good at theory? Divine Kingdom Awakening depends on talent, not book learning."

"Exactly, a commoner is a commoner after all. Without high-tier psionic nourishment, his soul foundation is inherently poor. I bet he gets a B-rank at best and shows his true colors soon."

Ye Feng's lips curled into a sneer as his fingers gently rubbed the expensive psionic bracelet on his wrist, speaking in a voice just loud enough for the surrounding crowd to hear:

"What I hate isn't his humble origin, but that constant cold, pretentious act of looking down on everyone."

"Today, I'll see what decent thing this top student, who's been holding me down all year round, can actually awaken."

Lin Ye glanced at the three out of the corner of his eye, showing no extra expression and not bothering to pay them any mind.

There was no need to waste words arguing against a fool's prejudice.

Just then, sharp gasps of astonishment suddenly erupted from the front of the crowd.

The air abruptly turned chilly, the temperature across the entire plaza dropping inexplicably as tiny ice crystals floated out of thin air, refracting dazzling cold light.

"Next—Xiao Qingwu!"

As the announcement fell, a pure white, slender figure slowly stepped onto the altar.

The young girl had a posture that was straight and tall, snow-white skin, and long hair tied into a high ponytail, revealing an exquisite, cold jawline.

Her eyes were aloof and her aura distant, like untainted ice atop a snow-capped peak.

She was the universally acknowledged ice-cold goddess of the school, possessing no weaknesses in family background, looks, or talent.

Xiao Qingwu raised her hand, resting her fair palm gently against the sensor panel.

*Buzz—*

An extraordinarily pure ice-blue spiritual light erupted with a boom, as frigid air swept across the entire plaza.

A translucent projection of a Divine Kingdom floated high in the sky—a boundless domain of pure white snow where glaciers towered and frost locked the land for thousands of miles.

In the vague distance, countless elegant and holy white giant birds circled above the glaciers. Their wings shimmered with a glazed light-blue aura, their crisp cries cleansing the soul.

[Divine Kingdom Area: 85 square kilometers]

[Divine Kingdom Environment: Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Mountain]

[Initial Dependent Race: SS-rank Xueli Ice Luan x 50]

[Comprehensive Rating: SS-rank]

The golden text rating burst forth, dazzling and eye-catching.

The entire field fell dead silent for a second, followed by a thunderous wave of cheers.

"My god! SS-rank! The first one in our high school's history!"

"Fifty Xueli Ice Luans! Those are high-tier aerial combat units—their combat power and growth potential are completely off the charts!"

"An eighty-five square kilometer Divine Kingdom! Her initial resources instantly crush the vast majority of prep students!"

On the rostrum, several white-haired instructors trembled with excitement, staring fixedly at the Divine Kingdom projection overhead, their eyes brimming with wild joy.

This was all part of their achievements, and more importantly, a channel for the school to secure greater resource allocations.

Xiao Qingwu's expression showed not the slightest ripple. Her cold eyes swept over the crowd, passing indifferently over Lin Ye without lingering, as if looking at an ordinary stranger.

She had always been cold and distant, never socializing with others, let alone trying to fit in.

Immediately after, Xiao Qingwu stepped down from the altar, and the next person went up.

Li Xue: 19 square kilometers, Swamp Environment, Demon Tree, D+ tier, Rating: D.

Zhang Mingyuan: 31 square kilometers, Hills Environment, Half-Elf, B- tier, Rating: B.

Chen Siqi: 12 square kilometers, Desert Environment, Sand Scorpion, E+ tier, Rating: E.

Soon, it was Ye Feng's turn.

Ye Feng adjusted his collar, intentionally straightening his back as he walked onto the altar with a showy posture.

He had long made thorough preparations, having taken a soul-nourishing potion specially crafted by his family, all to surpass Lin Ye today and vent his pride.

Golden spiritual light poured forth as heavy thunderous roars suddenly exploded.

Dark thunderstorm clouds tumbled within the Divine Kingdom projection. Purple-blue lightning tore through the clouds, as giant rhinos covered in hard scales and sporting sharp thunder horns stamped through the muddy earth with deep roars.

[Divine Kingdom Area: 75 square kilometers]

[Divine Kingdom Environment: Thunderstorm Mountains]

[Initial Dependent Race: A+ rank Thunderstorm Berserk Rhino x 80]

[Comprehensive Rating: A+ rank]

As the A-rank rating lit up, the entire field boiled over once again.

"Another genius! What kind of god-tier class is Class 7 this year?"

"Seventy-five square kilometers! Eighty Thunderstorm Berserk Rhinos—the absolute ceiling of melee domination!"

Ye Feng's mouth curled into an arrogant arc. He deliberately turned his head and looked straight at Lin Ye in the crowd, the provocation in his eyes completely unhidden.

He slowly stepped off the altar, and his two lackeys immediately crowded around him to flatter.

"Young Master Ye is amazing! A+ rank rating, utterly thrashing everyone his age in the school!"

"Now someone's going to be embarrassed. So what if he's first in theory? Talent can never match family background after all!"

The surrounding discussions gradually changed tone, as countless eyes locked onto Lin Ye in the corner.

The previous two were SS and A+.

As the top student who constantly crushed Ye Feng year-round, everyone subconsciously believed Lin Ye would definitely not be inferior.

"Next, Class 7, Lin Ye."

The cold announcement sounded.

In an instant, the entire plaza fell dead silent.

Hundreds of eyes focused squarely on that slender figure, filled with a mix of anticipation, curiosity, and various emotions.

Lin Ye remained composed, stepping through the crowd and walking up the cold blackstone altar step by step.

Sunlight fell upon his thin back, but though warm, it seemed incapable of touching him in the slightest.

He raised his right hand and gently pressed it against the cold metal sensor panel.

*Buzz—*

In an instant, there was no dazzling golden light, no limpid blue light, and no violent thunder light.

What soared into the sky was a thick, ink-like, filthy and lifeless black-red miasma.

Billowing black-red mist swept over the altar, instantly enveloping a radius of dozens of meters. The bone-chilling cold pierced through uniforms, making everyone present shiver to their roots.

A translucent Divine Kingdom projection abruptly materialized—there were no mountains or rivers, no ice or snow, no thunderous wilderness.

Only an endless black wasteland, where cracked and decaying earth was permeated with never-fading miasma, and the dim sky lacked sun, moon, or stars—deadly quiet, desolate, and hopeless.

Across the wasteland, countless ugly, bloody, deformed black dogs lowered their foul heads. Rotting flesh clung to their bones, yellowed fangs dripped with saliva as they treaded on the dark-brown muddy earth.

Densely packed together, there were a full three hundred of them.

Lifeless, gloomy, twisted, and ruined.

This was everyone's first impression of this Divine Kingdom.

On the rostrum, the smiles on the instructors' faces froze instantly, their pupils shrinking sharply.

The next second, the cold and ruthless mechanical broadcast voice sounded word by word, resounding across the dead silent plaza.

[Divine Kingdom Area: 99 square kilometers]

[Divine Kingdom Environment: Miasma Wasteland]

[Initial Dependent Race: F- rank Scavenger Hound x 300]

[Comprehensive Rating: F-]

[Judgment: Polluted inferior Divine Kingdom, no cultivation value, disposal recommended.]