Nine Star Burden

The thought of it was intimidating enough.

At this juncture, Jiang Xiao dared not make any objections because he knew what his true purpose was.
He wanted to send Han Jiangxue and Xia Yan away safely.

He wanted to help her get admitted to her ideal university, walk out of this icy Beijiang province, and head towards the East or Central China.
He wanted to help her delve into the larger cities and have a better life.

As for himself… he decided that he should continue studying first.
Anyway, he was still young and it was rather interesting to roam around this fish pond for now.
He felt that he would be able to acquire some Skill Points too.

In his previous lifetime, Jiang Xiao also left his hometown to work in other cities.
He had been working in a second-tier city in the south of China.

He did not quite yearn to work in bustling cities because he knew that there were pros and cons.
Since he was able-bodied, he felt that he would be able to live anywhere.

Although Jiang Xiao only had nine star slots, kids like him were at most in the Nebula Stage.
Even though Jiang Xiao could not acquire more Star Techniques in the future and break through the Nebula Stage, the Star Techniques that he had now were domineering enough.

The thing was, Jiang Xiao had great combat abilities, just like his father.

To a certain extent, Jiang Xiao’s late parents had become his safety amulet and many things were simply accredited to the fact that his parents used to be Wasteland Reclaimers.

Silver Quality Star Technique Blessing? Where did such a rare item come from?

Oh, his father used to be a Wasteland Reclaimer.

Silver Quality Star Technique Green Glow? Where did such a rare item come from?

Oh, his mother used to be a Wasteland Reclaimer.

This kid is only 16 years old.
Why were his reflexes so quick? He must have trained since a young age, eh?

Oh, his parents used to be Wasteland Reclaimers…

The military training was concluded and Jiang Xiao returned to his dormitory while others gossiped.

He got a grip on his emotions.

With the blessings of the Zhu brothers and Yi Lianna’s and Liu Ke’s words of encouragement, Jiang Xiao got ready to embark on a new journey tomorrow.

At the thought of this, Jiang Xiao took out his mobile phone, opened Weibo, and got ready to upload the photo of him and his team winning the Year One competition.

To his surprise, he was flooded with messages when he opened his Weibo.

So many private messages?

So many comments?

What’s all this mess?

Oh my god.
Turns out I don’t just have these 30-odd zombies as my fans? Why do I have more than two thousand followers now?

“Pork Bun Army is here to observe the buzzcut boy.”

“Oh! Little monk, how dare you to seduce my Pork Bun Goddess? Are you sick of living?”

“Daddy, did you see the private message? I’m still waiting for you in Ward 302, Hongqiqu Hospital, Jiangbin City.
I need you.”

“Jiang Xiaopi, I love you.”

“I need some milk, my children have been crying non-stop lately.
Xiaopi, hurry and give me a Blessing.
Just one will do.
*smiling emoji*.”

Those were all private messages, and the original photo of Yi Lianna’s blurry silhouette and legs which Jiang Xiao was leaning on was flooded with comments from users discussing the attributes of Chinese and foreign women.

The entire post was chaotic.

The first Weibo post was the one he posted to tease Han Jiangxue for returning home late every night when he first arrived in school.
They were all calling him “Brother-in-law”.

Jiang Xiao scratched his head and thought, Impressive.

Am I famous now?

Should I accept endorsements and film for commercials next?

Jiang Xiao thought about it for a while and posted the photo of the five of them with the text:

“Champions~”

To his surprise, someone commented just 20 seconds after he published the post.

Jiang Xiao opened the notification to see a flabbergasting comment:

“Brother-in-law, good evening.
Help me take good care of your sister.”

“Brother-in-law, why are you still awake at such a late hour?”

“Buzzcut boy has emerged as the champion.
From now on, stay far, far, away from those brazen hussies and vixens.
Love you~ Muacks.”

Why am I addressed in the same way in the three messages?

Not long after, the comments continued to flood the post.

Man-Wearing-A-Straw-Hat: “Go to bed early and stop playing with Weibo.
Your mobile phone will ring and wake me up.”

Hong Yan: “Jiang Xiaopi, you are the best.
Don’t listen to your sister’s nonsense, everything you do now is right! I love you so much! I’ll tease your sister together with you in the future!”

Chinese Citizen Yi Lianna: “Hehe, we’re the champions now~ Hurry and look at the WeChat group.
Zhu Wu is confessing his love for you.”

Jiang Xiao scratched his head out of habit.
Of course, he knew who he should help.

Jiang Xiao tapped on Hong Yan’s comment and replied, “I don’t love you, I despise you.”

Hong Yan: “Do you have a death wish?”

Yeah, that’s the way Xia Yan usually speaks.

59 Tulong Street: “I seem to hear a heartbroken voice.”

Jiang Xiao was dumbfounded.

Who is this?