"The notorious psychic criminal 'Fire Digger' was arrested yesterday. In this arrest operation, Xia Zheng, Section Chief of the Fourth Section of the Special Administration Bureau, took the lead, faced the evil directly, and personally brought the Fire Digger to justice. Once again, he set out to

Next level of great merit."

"Section Chief Xia Zheng has participated in many operations to hunt down major psychic criminals since joining the Special Administration Bureau, and has made great contributions many times. Now, please, Mr. Mayor, award a medal of honor to our hero in City No. 2..."

When his elder brother Xia Zheng was receiving an award in the splendid city hall and was awarded the title of hero, Xia Ming had just finished a psychic test and got off the psychic detection device.

"Xia Ming, psychic strength, level one; energy level, level eight."

"Classmate Xia Ming, don't be discouraged. There is still one month left before the entrance exam. Teacher believes that with your hard work, you will be able to successfully break through to the second level during this period, pass the entrance exam, and be admitted to the Psychic Academy."

The kind-hearted middle-aged teacher came forward, patted Xia Ming on the shoulder, and said comfortingly.

Seeing such test results, the surrounding students in the psychic class also expressed their condolences.

"Xia Ming, don't be discouraged, there is still one month left."

"Yes, I believe that as long as you work hard, you will be admitted to the Psychic Academy."

Xia Ming smiled calmly at the students around him, showing that he was not discouraged.

He knew that the reason why his teachers and classmates comforted him was because he had a good brother with a very famous name.

The reason why he did not express disappointment at such a result was because he knew that even if he was still the lowest first-level psyker a month later, he could still be admitted to the Psychic Academy thanks to his brother's relationship.

Yes, although I, Xia Ming, am not strong enough, I have a good brother.

Of course, that was before.

Now, what makes him feel confident is not his good brother Xia Zheng, but just now, the cheat he traveled through for eighteen years finally appeared.

[Ding! Sensing the host’s desire to become stronger and become a hero, the dream rescue system has been activated. 】

[Enter the dream trial, rescue the target object during the trial, and obtain system rewards based on the final result of the trial.]

[During the dream trial, the host will temporarily gain special abilities and spiritual blessings. Please understand and use this ability to become a hero and save others!]

Xia Ming was a little surprised.

The desire to become stronger was indeed his long-cherished wish. After traveling to this dangerous world and experiencing the death of his parents in the aftermath of the battle between psykers, he longed more than anyone else to become stronger and gain the power to protect himself.

Can you become a hero?

He admitted that he was a little envious of the fact that his brother was looked upon with admiration like a hero by everyone.

But that was just an immature idea from a young and ignorant boy who was in the second grade of middle school. He didn't want to be a hero. The burden of becoming a hero was too heavy, and it was easy to be kidnapped by morality.

Now, all he wants to do is become strong, so strong that he can do whatever he wants.

However, if he was a hero who saved others in his dream, he wouldn't mind being a hero.

Just like men like 18-year-old girls regardless of whether they are 20, 30 or 40 years old, every man has a heroic dream in his heart and has the fantasy of going out with a sword. In reality, this seems a little bit...

Childish and unrealistic.

But anyway, in a dream, it can make him stronger, satisfy his former middle school fantasy, and experience the feeling of being a hero.

To describe it in one sentence, is there such a good thing?

The system was activated, and Xia Ming did not intend to stay in the classroom and waste time.

He couldn't wait to go home and experience what the so-called dream trial was.

The psychic class was much more relaxed and flexible than ordinary classes. After testing his own psychic strength, Xia Ming joked a little with the classmates who came to comfort him, and was about to ask for leave from the teacher and go home.

Suddenly, an unsociable mocking voice came from the corner.

"Admitted to the Psychic Academy? Xia Ming, given your inferior talent, if it weren't for Xia Zheng's connections, would you be worthy of admission?"

The originally lively atmosphere in the classroom suddenly cooled down.

The speaker's name is Xu Yuanhang, his psychic strength is second level, his energy level is eleven, and his talent is slightly better than Xia Ming's.

The most important thing is that he also has a good father, who is an executive of the Ming Group.

"Then teacher, I will go home first."

Xia Ming ignored Xu Yuanhang's sarcasm. After asking for leave from the teacher, he Shi Shiran left from the door of the classroom.

He understands that everyone has had such a childish time, wanting to be different, wanting to attract everyone's attention in a unique way, and become the focus of the audience.

For such a person, ignoring him is the biggest blow to him.

"Xia Ming!"

Xia Ming's ignorance undoubtedly aggravated Xu Yuanhang's anger.

Xia Ming's brother was so well-known in this city that even though his younger brother had mediocre talents, he always received attention from everyone and became the focus of his classmates. This made Xu Yuanhang's heart full of jealousy.

"You are a coward, a coward, you don't even dare to refute me, and you just run away with your tail between your legs in such a dejected manner? Do you only dare to hide behind Xia Zheng's reputation, like a bitch!"

Xia Ming came back.

"Xu Yuanhang."

He smiled and admitted: "Yes, I have a good brother, just like you have a good father. Neither of us is nobler than the other, right?"

Xu Yuanhang opened his eyes slightly and couldn't believe that Xia Ming had admitted it like that. What he couldn't accept even more was that Xia Ming compared him with himself and confused him.

A trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Xia Ming, you figured it out! I am a second-level psyker, and my strength is above yours! I am better than you..."

"But my brother is above your father."

Xia Ming interrupted Xu Yuanhang and said with a smile: "Although my brother is affiliated with the Special Administration Bureau and is responsible for handling special matters related to psychic energy and cannot control ordinary people, I remember... your Ming Consortium is the main business

It’s about spiritual medicine, right?”

"Classmate Xu Yuanhang, you don't want my brother to go to your father's company every now and then in the name of checking whether psychic drugs are compliant and disrupt your father's work, right?"

Xu Yuanhang's expression suddenly became a little confused and dull.

I talk to you about talent and strength, and you talk to me about identity and background?

He had always ridiculed and ridiculed others because he had a good father. Unexpectedly, one day, he was actually being threatened in turn.

He failed in his fight with his father!

His strength is indeed superior to Xia Ming, but who makes Xia Ming and his brother Xia Zheng superior to his father?

Xu Yuanhang looked at the smiling Xia Ming, feeling a little aggrieved and angry. He pursed his lips, wanting to say something harsh, but then he turned around and sat down in frustration.

For the first time, he secretly complained in his heart that his father was not living up to expectations.

Seeing Xu Yuanhang sitting down in frustration without saying anything, Xia Ming smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and left the classroom.

He never liked using Xia Zheng's reputation to bully men and dominate women, but if necessary, he never minded using his brother's name to show off his prestige.

Yes, you have a great dad, but I also have a big brother.

arrive home.

Xia Ming first closed his eyes and meditated according to his usual habit, projecting his consciousness into the spiritual space to absorb spiritual energy.

He stopped meditating until his brain issued a warning and his head began to feel dizzy and painful.

Everyone's natural talents and the amount of time their consciousness can spend in the spirit world every day are different.

His talent is very mediocre, and meditating wholeheartedly and seriously once a day brings about minimal improvement in strength.

In fact, this is also the daily portrayal of most psychics.

Although this world has extraordinary powers, psykers are still rare.

And most of these rare psykers, like Xia Ming, almost exhausted the potential of their souls the moment they awakened their psionic powers, and their strength was frozen, making it almost impossible to significantly improve.

Xia Ming originally thought that as a time traveler, his psychic talent might be very high, but unexpectedly, he was unexpectedly mediocre.

But it doesn't matter, fortunately we have a plug-in.

Xia Ming found a comfortable position on the bed and clicked on the system interface.
Chapter completed!