That was the voice of his younger sister, Lu Qinghe.
Even through the closed door, Lu Sheng could imagine the expression on her face.
Cold, with a trace of impatience.
Lu Qinghe had always looked down on her older brother.
Lu Sheng was about to turn eighteen this year. His Vitality Index was 0.8 (recently dipped to 0.78), his Combat Power Rating was a disaster, and his combat class grades were abysmal. Even at Baihe No.3 High School—already a second-tier school in Baihe City—his overall ranking was in the lower half.
With such scores, Lu Sheng could barely hope to meet the minimum line for undergraduate martial universities in the college entrance exams.
But Lu Qinghe was different.
She had just turned sixteen this year, and in her last assessment, her Vitality Index had already exceeded 1.0. Her CPR had broken the 100 marks, and she showed natural talent in combat.
She was currently enrolled in the elite class of Baihe No.1 High School—the best school in the city.
At this rate, she was likely to qualify for a guaranteed recommendation to a top-tier martial university in just two years.
In short—
Lu Qinghe was a genius. A true, undeniable genius.
And by comparison, Lu Sheng was so ordinary he could blend into the dirt.
The classic story: the mediocre older brother and the brilliant younger sister.
Although their parents didn't treat either of them differently because of their martial talent, Lu Sheng always felt that this was the root of his poor relationship with Lu Qinghe.
Perhaps in her heart, if it weren't for a deadweight brother like him dragging things down, she could have received the full attention and resources of the family—and gone even further.
"Got it. I'll be right there."
Lu Sheng replied, and the knocking stopped instantly.
By now, Lu Sheng was fully awake. He was clearly aware that he had just experienced another nightmare.
But unlike before, this time there were no side effects.
In fact...
He felt surprisingly great.
"No fatigue, no drowsiness. I feel... energized."
Lu Sheng was a little surprised.
He tried to recall everything he'd gone through in the dream.
A moment later, he was stunned.
"Those memories... the memories I got from the zombies... I can recall them all clearly. The combat techniques I inherited are still etched into my muscle memory, and even..."
Lu Sheng threw a few punches into the air.
"Even my strength seems to have increased..."
That part was especially unbelievable!
After all, strength stemmed from Vitality.
Any physical enhancement had to come from an increase in Vitality Index.
If he was feeling stronger—didn't that mean his Vitality had actually risen?
Getting stronger just from dreaming?
That was pure fantasy!
Lu Sheng couldn't believe it. He suspected it was all in his head.
Of course, the most direct way to confirm it would be to do a full-body martial assessment.
"I'll eat first. After dinner, I'll find a martial hall and get tested..."
Lu Sheng quickly calmed his excitement, tidied up a bit, and walked out of the room.
Having lived two lifetimes, the only thing Lu Sheng truly surpassed his peers in was perhaps his steady, composed mindset.
...
Lu Sheng was hunched over his bowl, wolfing down rice like someone who hadn't eaten in days.
When he finished and handed his empty bowl to his mother Zheng Yufen, asking for another serving, he suddenly noticed—
The three other people at the table were staring at him with odd expressions.
Only then did Lu Sheng realize...
His appetite tonight was indeed... a bit extreme.
"Uh... never mind, I'm full."
Lu Sheng hesitated, trying to pull his bowl back.
But Lu Dahai snatched it away.
"What are you saying? It's your own home—how could we let you go hungry? Yufen, steam another pot of rice, and cook a couple more dishes while you're at it."
Zheng Yufen responded and got up to cook.
Lu Dahai looked very pleased. He smiled at Lu Sheng and said, "Boys are like that during puberty—they eat and eat and never feel full. That's how they shoot up so fast...
I'll get some supplements tomorrow too. Puberty's the best time to grow your Vitality—you can't waste it."
Lu Sheng nodded.
"Grow? Grow to where? He's almost eighteen already..."
Lu Qinghe muttered coldly while stuffing a piece of braised pork into her mouth, chewing with disdain.
Lu Dahai glared at her. "Stop discouraging your brother. Every little bit of growth helps. Graduates from top martial universities and vocational martial schools get treated completely differently out there."
Lu Qinghe pouted but said nothing more.
Lu Sheng remained silent the whole time.
To be honest, even he was shocked by how much he had eaten tonight.
He had devoured seven full bowls of rice—and still didn't feel full.
You had to understand, even Lu Qinghe, with a Vitality Index 0.2 higher than his, usually only ate five bowls.
She'd always had double his appetite.
"Maybe... my Vitality really did go up. Maybe it wasn't just in my head..."
Lu Sheng thought silently to himself.
Before long, Zheng Yufen returned with two freshly cooked meat dishes. Lu Sheng downed two more bowls of rice.
Then he bid farewell to his family and headed out.
He couldn't wait any longer—he had to test his current physical stats.
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