A message from a boy whose hobby was Cannon Fire spread like wildfire across GCD Divine Mechanism Academy.
He became the talk of the entire school.
Normally, a Fire D Class student wouldn’t become a hot topic like Zhuo Wentian or Xie Tianai—but Jiang Huoer did.
Of course, this fame carried a strong hint of ‘clown’ to it.
The Fire D Class students never expected this kid to play along so perfectly with their situation.
His obsession with the Divine Artillery was overwhelming.
That passion defied ordinary understanding.
His entire life, inside and out, revolved around the Divine Artillery.
Such fervor could impress anyone.
Today’s extracurricular practical class—a Vital Qi Flow control session—took place at the First Training Ground of GCD Divine Mechanism Academy.
Participating classes were Second Year Fire A Class and Second Year Fire D Class.
The school’s strongest class versus its weakest.
Fire A Class students were eager to see this boy who’d just transferred from Minglan High School.
They felt no usual boredom. After all, they hadn’t seen this ‘Cannon Fire’ enthusiast show his true strength yet. Though skeptical, the novelty was rare.
Rarer still, all four of Fire A Class’s Four Kings were present today.
It felt like heaven itself had arranged it.
Such a sight was incredibly uncommon.
Usually, Class D avoided Class A—not from shame, but because some Fire A Class students mocked them with cruel words.
“If a dog bites you, would you bite it back?” Zhu XiuRong had told them. Otherwise, the hot-headed Fire D Class boys would never let it slide.
The outcome was good: no ‘clash’ between Class A and Class D occurred.
“Hmm…”
Jiang Huoer saw their tiny spot in the vast training ground. Instantly, he was confused.
“Why does Class A get so much space?”
His words hit a Class D taboo. The atmosphere froze solid.
“Well… our class doesn’t need that much space,” Zhu XiuRong said, stepping forward first. Who else would explain?
“Don’t need it?”
Jiang Huoer couldn’t grasp it. Both classes had equal numbers. Even if Fire A Class was stronger, that didn’t justify privilege. As academy students, they all deserved equal facility access.
“It’s impossible not to need it,” he insisted.
“If you, Class Monitor and Vice Monitor, feel awkward, I’ll talk to them myself.”
!!!!!!
The Fire D Class students froze like statues.
But Jiang Huoer, oblivious to their stares, turned and walked straight toward the Fire A Class area.
“Huoer, don’t!” Zhu XiuRong rushed to grab him.
That motion triggered a dizzying sensation in her again—just like when Jiang Huoer first joined their class. That special familiarity felt ancient, as if it had always existed.
So strange. Like an electric shock.
——Why?
“Huh? Class Monitor, what’s wrong?” Huoer asked, seeing her dazed face.
“Nothing… nothing…”
“Then I’m going.”
“No!” Pang Dun stepped up too. They both tried to stop him.
“This is really unfair,” Huoer said, looking at them. “We must seek justice.”
Pang Dun and Zhu XiuRong feared his humiliation. The Four Kings wouldn’t intervene. If those cruel students harmed Huoer, no one would stop it.
“Huoer, forget it. It’s not worth getting serious with them,” Pang Dun shook his head. “Totally unnecessary.”
“Why unnecessary? Just because they’re Class A? Class Monitor, Vice Monitor—I disagree. Someone must speak up.” Huoer stated firmly.
Seeing Pang Dun and Zhu XiuRong fail to stop him, a classmate spoke:
“Let Huoer go…”
No mockery. No schadenfreude. Just because he wanted to.
Everyone once had that urge to do something for others. Reality buried it deep in their hearts.
Now, Jiang Huoer reignited that feeling. They wanted to see how he’d handle this.
“But——”
“Some things, if no one does them, stay undone. Even a tiny spark of light must be grasped,” Huoer cut in.
…
She was speechless. He was right. Some things, if not done, stay undone.
So, he went.
So, Zhu XiuRong and Pang Dun let go.
So, Fire A Class noticed the figure walking from Fire D Class toward them.
So, some in Class A froze.
So, others sneered.
But the Four Kings remained unmoved. Zhuo Wentian meditated—he neared Fourth Rank breakthrough, and deep focus aided it. Xie Tianai practiced basic Vital Qi Flow; girls stayed meticulous, unlike boys who often skipped fundamentals for advanced Sorcery Techniques. That step-by-step approach was a strength.
Shu Xingfeng unleashed Storm after Storm in his reserved zone, refining his Wind-attribute Sorcery Technique. As a Wind-clan heir, he wasn’t frail—rugged, tanned, muscular—a favorite among girls.
Yi Polai read about the War God Imprint and Vital Qi Flow, embodying the scholar who shut out the world.
And so, Jiang Huoer approached them. Approached the Four Kings.
