As his mother's sobs grew louder and her tone became increasingly pleading, Henry Sutton grew anxious too, unable to keep his voice calm. "Mom, I'm fine. I won't do that again. I promise you I'll study hard and make something of myself. I will cure Dad in the future and wake him up."

His mother, who had raised him since he was a child, was crying and begging him for just one thing—he couldn't bear it.

He really couldn't bear it!!

Forcing himself to stay calm, Henry Sutton comforted his mother with a few words before hanging up and heading into the bathroom, where he leaned over the sink and frantically washed himself.

A moment later, looking at the handsome, spirited, fair face in the mirror—a face that could make any woman scream, paired with a height of 1.9 meters and the vibrant age of nineteen—he thought, if he were on Earth in his previous life, he would probably have become the hottest young idol star.

But what good is being handsome?!

Henry Sutton was so angry he wanted to kill someone, but as he gradually calmed down, he became melancholy again. "Is there any reborn person more miserable than me? Even though my parents in this life aren't the same as in my previous one, I've had complete consciousness and memories since infancy."

"In my last life, my parents raised me until I graduated college at 24, and then I died in a car accident just a few months into my job—dead beyond dead! I made them grieve for nothing, leaving them heartbroken for the rest of their lives!"

"A parallel world, reborn in a parallel world. After nineteen years of being raised, now my mother has to cry and beg just to talk to me. Henry Sutton, what's the point of you being alive!"

He whispered sadly to the mirror, growing more agitated as he spoke. When Henry Sutton was already in a deep depression, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness in his brain, as if he was about to faint.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

"Ding, soul power of host detected at required level. Super Scholar System officially activated..."

……

The moment Henry Sutton lost consciousness, a strange voice flashed through his mind. At the same time, outside the bathroom, the hammock belonging to Henry Sutton spread out its netted vines like spirit snakes, extending a long vine into the bathroom. At the tip of the vine, a flower bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, sprinkling drops of nectar onto Henry Sutton's bloody, mangled right hand.

Chapter 002: Move Forward, Scholar!

No one knew how much time had passed. When Henry Sutton woke up, a wave of pain came from his right hand. As he murmured and opened his eyes, a surprised inquiry sounded not far away: "Old Sutton, what happened to you? Why did you faint in the bathroom? And your hand is injured? What happened?"

This was his only roommate, Scott Rowe, a native of Jiangzhou City, the provincial capital. The two had been sharing a dorm for nearly a year and got along well.

"By the way, I went to the infirmary and got some medicine for you. With that, your injury should heal in a few hours at most. What happened to you? You took half a month off to go home, and now this as soon as you get back?"

As Henry Sutton sat up, Scott Rowe asked curiously again, "If anything's up, just say it. We've been living together for almost a year—don't be a stranger."

Henry Sutton glanced at his roommate and then shook his head in silence. "It's nothing."

"Really nothing?" Scott Rowe didn't believe him. Henry Sutton insisted he was fine, knowing that Scott Rowe's family was just ordinary, and getting him involved would only cause trouble.

"Ha, something's definitely off with you, but whatever. Come on, I'll take you to the Flower Goddess Pavilion. Let's go check out some beauties—seeing more pretty girls will cheer you up." Scott Rowe stepped forward and tried to drag Henry Sutton along.

Henry Sutton refused again. After Scott Rowe left the dorm helplessly, he sat by the hammock, holding his head in a daze.

The injury on his right hand healed quickly thanks to the spiritual medicine, but as always, what hurt most was his heart—heartache that was almost impossible to resist.

In his previous life, Henry Sutton's Earth was very ordinary—advanced technology, but no supernatural powers. After dying in a car accident and being reborn, he thought he was back on the same Earth, but as he grew older, he realized this world was different, though it was also called Earth.

Here, technology was just as advanced, but there were countless cultivators. Relying on system-based cultivation theories, humans drew spiritual energy into their bodies to temper themselves, divided into five realms with twenty-five levels: Spirit Transformation, Transcendence, Divine Ability, Star Lord, and Cataclysm—each realm with five levels.

Spirit Transformation was the starting point of cultivation; with Transcendence, one could fly and move through the earth by personal power; Star Lord was almost the power to destroy continents; Cataclysm was equivalent to a moon-sized meteor from outer space hitting technological Earth's planet—a doomsday-level disaster.

The first human Cataclysm powerhouse was Emperor Chongzhen, hundreds of years ago. It's said that after restoring the nation, he left Earth to explore the mysteries of the universe and hasn't returned for centuries. Now, the Ming Empire is ruled by Chongzhen's 79th son, a Star Lord-level powerhouse.

The two poles of Earth are the Ming Empire and the Lighthouse Empire, each guarded by a Star Lord-level figure.

The powerful Xu family, which nearly drove the Su family to collapse, wasn't just wealthy and influential—they had more than one Transcendence-level cultivator, making them a dominant force in the county.

Henry Sutton's parents were ordinary people, unable to meet the standards for cultivation. Instead, at age 15, Henry Sutton faced a turning point in life—the crucial high school entrance exam. With a mix of talent and hard work, he got into a cultivation high school, then after three more years of effort, entered the Advanced Evolution Academy after the college entrance exam. Jiangzhou University of Technology was a second-tier school, but for the billions of ordinary people on Earth, these colleges were the only way to truly change their fate.