Chapter 8
Gu Miao: My Wife Praises Me as a Hero in My Youth
“This is the renowned Interstellar First General, Gu Wenye.” The old headmaster couldn’t hide his pride in having the First General of a planet as a lecturer at his academy during his tenure. A constant smile adorned his face as he introduced Qiu Yanping.
“And this is Professor Qiu Yanping, a scientist who has made significant contributions in the field of mental sciences,” the old headmaster continued to introduce Gu Wenye.
“I’ve heard about you, Professor Qiu, and your remarkable achievements at such a young age. I’ve always wanted to meet you in person,” Gu Wenye said, sitting in his wheelchair. He slightly raised his head to look at Qiu Yanping, offering a faint smile with a subtle curve. “Indeed, seeing is believing.”
Qiu Yanping felt at ease, realizing that Gu Wenye’s praise was actually directed at someone else. He nodded politely and replied with a touch of insincerity, “General Gu, you are a hero in your own right.” Nonetheless, he wasn’t entirely insincere; at least three parts of it were true.
Qiu Yanping noticed that Gu Wenye, despite sitting in a wheelchair, still managed to maintain a dominant, extremely confident demeanor, even when he had to raise his line of sight slightly when looking at them. This gesture added a subtle hint of vulnerability, psychologically suggesting that he was in a weaker position. However, it was clear that Gu Wenye remained a man who exuded dominance and immense self-assurance.
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Over the past two months, Qiu Yanping had devoured all the notes left by the original owner. Initially, he had only intended to maintain appearances and hide the fact that he had taken over someone else’s life. However, as he delved deeper into the understanding of mental power, he realized that this so-called mental power was intricately connected to his expertise in Feng Shui. When he discovered the relationship between the two, he couldn’t help but immerse himself in it, breaking down those obscure and incomprehensible concepts, digesting them step by step.
In Feng Shui, everything in the world is said to be composed of three parts: Qi, Numbers, and Forms. These three cannot be separated. The ancient text “Zang Jing” also states, “Qi rides the wind and disperses, it stops at the boundaries of water. The ancients gathered it to prevent dispersal and guided it to create stops. Hence, it is called Feng Shui.” The concept of Qi mentioned here is closely related to the mental power that the original owner specialized in studying.
In Qiu Yanping’s timeline, this “Qi” was considered something that existed if you believed in it and didn’t if you didn’t. It wasn’t recognized as a tangible substance because “Qi” couldn’t be materialized, seen, or touched. But here, “Qi” was an objective existence that could drive mechs and even be visualized by those with exceptional control over their mental power.
Qiu Yanping had once extended his consciousness outward in search of anomalies, and when he retracted it, there was a fleeting silver-white light in his eyes, almost too fast to discern. That was the manifestation of mental power becoming tangible. Gu Wenye, in his search for combat mechs, had covered an entire warehouse with his mental power, which was equally remarkable.
Feng Shui practitioners used “Qi” to perceive the world around them, sensing fortune and misfortune, and similarly, combat mech pilots used mental power to control mechs in battle. In fact, the two were interconnected.
After thoroughly mastering the notes, when he could finally maintain a humanoid form completely, Qiu Yanping received an invitation from the Interstellar Combat Academy. With just a glance, he decided to accept it. However, at the same time, another invitation letter arrived, one that Qiu Yanping chose to ignore.
His reason for ignoring it was quite justified. That invitation had been sent over unchanged every three days, word for word, without any alterations. Qiu Yanping found it disdainful that the inviter, someone named Gu Wenle, couldn’t be bothered to show sincerity and had sent automated invitation letters. He had no intention of responding to such an insincere gesture.
Qiu Yanping had a streak of haughtiness and pride in his personality, akin to the capriciousness of a cat. When he half-closed his eyes, he resembled a lazy Maine Coon cat, full of mischievous ideas.
Hearing Qiu Yanping’s words, Gu Wenye chuckled softly, about to say something else when the old headmaster interrupted.
“What’s going on here? Can someone please explain?” After going through the formalities, the old headmaster stared at the three unconscious students on the ground, his patience running thin. This was the fourth violent incident in the academy this semester, and if it continued like this, higher authorities would come to investigate and possibly have him removed from his position!
Gu Wenye, who had wanted to get closer to Qiu Yanping, was left with no choice but to remain silent.
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