My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!-Chapter 719 - 443: Loophole

The next day, Xiao Yu arrived at school just as usual.

Ignoring the noisy children around her, she sat at her desk, propped her chin in her hand, and zoned out for a while, seemingly lost in thought.

She then fished through her small backpack and pulled out a stack of materials.

"Overclocking Scripture"...

"Was it just an illusion yesterday..."

She furrowed her brows, replaying the bizarre sensation of falling from a height the day before.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness had made her tense and afraid to the point of dilated pupils, but all of a sudden, time seemed to move as slowly as a snail, making even the minute particles of dust floating through the air distinctly visible in their trajectories.

That moment felt so prolonged.

So much so that besides instinctively adjusting her posture for the fall, she even had time to take in every detail of the study...

She had thought it was a hallucination caused by stress, but upon reflection, she felt that the sensation was abnormal, and the memory remained exceptionally clear.

She couldn’t help but recall a phrase her uncle had once said.

"Don’t think that your Sister Weiwei is a master of Dark Energy just because she has learned a bit from my ’Overclocking Scripture.’

This peerless divine technique values the internal over the external, intention over strength!

Xiao Yu, remember, a true master fights using their brains..."

"Could it be... I’ve also mastered a bit of it?"

Xiao Yu felt her head buzzing, a mix of surprise and disbelief.

I was just curiously practicing, never expected to really feel something...

And doesn’t the secret scripture say you need to do extreme sports like bungee jumping for external assistance?

Does falling off a chair count as a bungee jump?

Xiao Yu felt a small thrill inside, but it quickly turned to dejection.

Because, like Yan Weiwei, the sensation came and went quickly, and she couldn’t find that feeling again when she tried to revisit it afterward.

Yan Weiwei at least gained something from it, breaking through a minor realm with a brief experience of "Unity of Heaven and Man."

But Xiao Yu, who had only learned some simple self-defense skills, had seemingly wasted a "super-frequency experience card."

At least... that’s what she thought.

So the question was, how could she truly master this ability?

Did she need to fall again?

"But even if I learned it, it seems kind of useless, doesn’t it?" Xiao Yu said, propping up her chin.

Before, she only thought about practicing it and didn’t think she could actually develop any real skill, and even less about what uses it might have after mastering...

Emm... Uncle and Sister Weiwei seemed to use it to fight...

But with my small frame and physical constitution, what good is a quick brain if I don’t have the strength?

I’d be useless against someone like Yuan Li, a fierce and violent criminal.

"Bang!"

Just then, a chubby boy limped over, dropped his heavy backpack, and squeezed his plump body into his seat, laying his head down on the desk, completely listless.

Xiao Yu turned her head to look at the boy, who was obviously over sixty pounds heavier than his peers, and couldn’t help but stroke her chin.

Feeling her gaze, the chubby boy turned his head and saw Xiao Yu’s somewhat scheming look, causing him to shrink his neck.

"Xiao Yu, what’s up? Is something wrong?"

"Hmm... never mind, it’s nothing."

After some thought, Xiao Yu decided against using the chubby kid as a test subject for her punching bag experiments.

Kicking Qing Song, the little student, or bullying a bunch of bratty kids wouldn’t have much meaning...

"Xiao Yu, uh... if you’re not busy, could you explain this problem to me?"

The chubby boy took out a crumpled test paper and hesitantly placed it in front of Xiao Yu.

"Huh? Explain the problem?" Xiao Yu looked at the chubby boy before her with some surprise.

"Wang Zikai, I remember you’ve never been this proactive about studying, and at this time, shouldn’t you be reading comics instead of looking at problems?"

Upon hearing this, the chubby kid immediately drooped.

"Ah! It’s a long story. My mom confiscated all my comic books. Not only does she make me do schoolwork every day, but she’s also threatening to stop my allowance unless I place in the top three on the final exams. I feel like I’ve been driven up Liang Mountain..."

Xiao Yu’s expression grew even stranger at this.

Even though the chubby kid usually wasn’t at the bottom of his class, he was a solid average, and now aiming for the top three...

Are you sure your parents aren’t just looking for an excuse to cut your allowance?

The completely oblivious chubby kid continued to lament.

"They even confiscated the new game console I just got. I thought about going on a hunger strike in protest yesterday, ending up nearly getting my butt beaten raw, and I missed a meal...

It wasn’t like this before; whenever I cried, everything would be smoothed over... Xiao Yu, do you think they don’t love me anymore?

They always talked about having a second child... they couldn’t be serious, could they?

With me already well-raised at this size, why would they need another child..."

Xiao Yu was somewhat speechless.

"It’s probably not that serious. Have you done something recently to make them angry?"

"No, they’ve been arguing a lot lately, so I’ve been behaving myself."

"Arguing? Hmm... If you think they’ve suddenly become strict with you and it’s not your fault, then the problem must be with themselves.

Has something happened in your family recently?"

"Hm... My dad’s business hasn’t been doing too well lately, and he comes home looking pretty upset every day...

The other day some people in uniforms came to our house with rulers, measuring this and that, but I have no idea what they were doing..." the chubby boy recalled.

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