Matters regarding the Freshman Invitational had finally come to a close, and Fly gradually returned to his ordinary campus life.

  However, the moment Fly stepped into the teaching area, he became the center of attention once again.

  "Is that Fly?"

  "Oh my god, he's so handsome! He looks even better than in the short videos!"

  "I really want to ask him for an autograph!"

  ...

  For a moment, all sorts of exclamations flooded into his ears from every direction, yet not a single student actually dared to approach him.

  Although Fly had handsome features and a refined temperament, his performance in the Freshman Invitational had still frightened quite a few classmates.

  Especially the scene where he severed Gareth's arm.

  Although it was to avenge Genevieve and Jett Gale, and was arguably justifiable, that cruel scene still instilled fear in the hearts of many students.

  What's more, Fly was a big star now. That dazzling radiance gave people a sense of unapproachable distance.

  "If this keeps up, I'm afraid I'll have to wear a hat and sunglasses just to walk around school in the future," Fly complained helplessly.

  No wonder those celebrities wrapped themselves up tight with hats, masks, and sunglasses when they went out in private.

  This kind of ubiquitous scrutiny and whispering was indeed somewhat uncomfortable.

  But soon, a familiar voice came from behind Fly.

  "Fly!"

  Fly turned his head subconsciously and found that the newcomer was none other than his little fanboy, Leo.

  "Congratulations, Fly, on successfully taking the MVP of the Freshman Invitational."

  "I was dying of nervousness when I was watching it!"

  "By the way, during the final battle, how did you come up with that move to channel electric current into Gideon King? That was just too amazing!" Leo was dancing with excitement, gesticulating as if he had won the match himself.

  "It just suddenly came to me," Fly said, downplaying it.

  Leo's strength wasn't particularly outstanding, but he left a pretty good impression on Fly, and he was also well-informed about all kinds of gossip.

  "Speaking of which, do you know who Grandmaster Muse is?" Fly walked side by side with Leo along the tree-lined path towards their classroom, chatting casually on the way.

  "Grandmaster Muse? Of course I know him," Leo nodded repeatedly in excitement. "He is a big shot in our Star City!"

  "It is said that he was among the first batch of students in Star City to enter a Martial Academy high school. Not long after entering university, he made a name for himself and even participated in the early period of The Martial War."

  "Later, due to system changes, he retired from the army and entered Helios Warrior Corp. With his outstanding ability, Grandmaster Muse experienced a meteoric rise, climbing to the position of Vice President within a few years."

  "He could be said to be The Chosen One."

  When telling the story of Grandmaster Muse, Leo's eyes lit up, and a look of pride and admiration leapt onto his face.

  "Perhaps some people think that being the Vice President of a large company is nothing special, but Grandmaster Muse achieved such success without relying on any background or power, solely by virtue of his extraordinary talent and brilliance."

  Although in that era, Martial Studies cultivation had just sprung up; it was a time teeming with life and boundless opportunity. Countless talents and resources flooded in, the rules and systems were not yet perfect, and class barriers had not yet become strict. So, relatively speaking, geniuses without backgrounds found it easier to stand out than they do today.

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  But some people are destined to be the protagonists in stories, while others are destined to be mere spectators. Those who are full of talent and shine brilliantly are hard to obscure in any era.

  "By the way, you mentioned 'The Martial War'? What was that about?" Fly asked. He hadn't been a transmigrator in this world for long, and there was too much history and too many stories he wasn't familiar with. Since this was a rare opportunity, he naturally wanted Leo to tell him more about it.

  Leo said, "After entering the Martial Era, the combat power of humanity began to skyrocket, and the desires of various politicians and ambitionists also began to swell. The Union, which was originally united as one, began to split and fight amongst itself. In order to protect itself, our Jade State united with several nearby states to create The Quad-State Martial Authority."

  "In its heyday, The Quad-State Martial Authority feared no influence. Even against the heavy troops of the Federal Government, they dared to fight head-on."

  "But such actions naturally caused panic among other factions."

  "They made trouble from within, sowing discord to dismantle The Quad-State Martial Authority, and even interfered in the internal political affairs of Jade State."

  "Since then, Jade State has been greatly sapped of its vitality and is no longer what it used to be."

  "That is roughly the course of The First Martial War." As Leo spoke, he waved his fist regretfully. "Sigh..."

  "Otherwise, the economic situation of our Star City wouldn't be any weaker than those big cities in the major states."

  "To think such things happened?" Fly said with some surprise.

  "Yeah, it's all ancient history," Leo said, not without emotion. "At that time, Grandmaster Muse was a hero of our Jade State. However, he is getting old after all, and coupled with the fierce infighting within the Helios group, he eventually ended up with an 'early retirement'."

  As Leo spoke, the light in his eyes couldn't help but dim a few degrees.

  Obviously, he felt a sense of injustice for this old hero's twilight years.

  However, he reacted quickly.

  Why would Fly suddenly be interested in this kind of thing?

  He's supposed to be a martial arts fanatic who is focused solely on cultivation and keeps his nose to the grindstone, unlike me who loves gossip so much.

  "Fly, don't tell me you got an invitation?"

  Leo suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes staring dead at Fly in surprise, his mouth involuntarily opening into an "O" shape.

  Grandmaster Muse could be said to be Leo's idol.

  Growing up, Leo had read quite a few stories about him.

  When he learned that Grandmaster Muse had retired and returned to Star City, he found out about the art exhibition.

  As a die-hard fan, he naturally tried every means to get an invitation to the exhibition.

  However, the invitation to this art exhibition had been speculated up to three hundred thousand a piece on the black market. For a student from an ordinary background like him, he simply couldn't afford it.

  Moreover, even in the black market, the quantity of invitations was extremely limited. Just having money without deep background connections made it difficult to buy one.

  Unexpectedly, the invitation he had been longing for was actually obtained by Fly!

  "Three hundred thousand, wow, you really are rich!" Leo couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

  In his opinion, Fly must have used the prize money from the Freshman Invitational and the money earned from his self-media marketing to buy the invitation on the black market.

  "No, someone gave it to me," Fly shrugged and said.

  "What? Gave it to you?" Leo couldn't help but be stunned. "Who would give it to you?"

  "Lance Wolfe."

  "Lance Wolfe? Isn't that the Vice-President of the Student Council?" Leo was stunned again.

  What is the situation?

  Didn't Fly beat up Marshall violently before?

  Although Marshall is just a thug for the Student Council, he is still a member of the Student Council after all.

  Beating Marshall, wasn't that slapping the Student Council in the face?

  Under these circumstances, why would Lance Wolfe give Fly an invitation?

  The script shouldn't be written like this, right?

  "What other reason could there be? He wants to take the opportunity to win me over, I guess," Fly said with a relaxed expression.

  He could also feel Lance Wolfe's ingratiating attempts to recruit him; otherwise, Lance wouldn't have gone so far as to beat Forrest Banks up and come to his door with money and an invitation.

  It was just that Fly hadn't expected...

  The weight of this invitation was actually this heavy.

  This was truly a hefty gift.

  Leo was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and said, "That makes sense. After all, your performance in the Freshman Invitational was simply too stunning; you practically turned the tide. I also heard that there are quite a few female fans in our school who worship you, and they even set up a fan club group chat."

  "You even know about this kind of thing?" Fly raised an eyebrow; obviously, he had still underestimated Leo's ability to gather gossip.

  "Well... my sister is your fangirl-in-chief. I found out when she was creating the group. Plus, after hearing that you and I are in the Rocket Class together, she even wanted me to collaborate with you." Leo scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly.

  Since this matter concerned Fly, he couldn't very well hide it.

  "Collaborate? What kind of collaboration?" Fly's vigilance rose instantly.

  "It's just... she hopes to take a few more close-up photos of you, preferably when you look your most handsome or cutest, and then print them out to sell to the junior girls in the group. After getting the money, we can split the profits together and make a killing."

  Fly: "???"

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