Qi Lu's body was sickly, and it was due to a disease he was stricken with since he was in his mother's womb. When the old Madam Qi was pregnant with him, life was like a constant battle. She had to be careful, whether it was with her food or the products she used, and she was seriously worried about his brothers and sisters who had already grown to adulthood.

Therefore, even though she tried her best to safely give birth to Qi Lu, not only was her body wrecked, but even Qi Lu was born weak.

Fortunately, after the birth of the youngest, the old Qi Patriarch was not completely absorbed with raising Qi Rui, so he would always watch over the mother and son pair. He still did everything that was expected of a father. He spent a large amount of money and was able to improve his youngest son's health a little.

By the time Qi Lu was five or six, he was not much different from the other kids.

It was not until he was 11, and assessed to be a rare level eight dimension carrier, that his life flipped around once more.

He lost his freedom from the day he entered school. Even so, he had no complaints, and shouldered the high hopes of his mother and refused to show any weakness. Subsequently, he was good at everything and came first for every subject. After ten years of grueling work, his body started to show the strain.

His days did not improve in the slightest after his graduation. He inherited the Qi family and an even heavier burden was dropped on his shoulders. At that time, he had also married a wife, and they had a child. Though the two were often apart, they had deep feelings for one another.

For the sake of his mother, his wife, and especially his unborn child, he could only trudge on.

High-level dimension carriers had enormous capabilities with towering power and wealth; but their responsibilities were also tens, hundreds, and even a thousand times more than those of normal people.

When Madam Qi was still alive, she had always devoted herself to caring for Qi Lu. Even if his life was tough, he still took care to maintain his body and exercise.

Unfortunately, Madam Qi's life was too fragile, and she left the world early. The death of his beloved wife was a huge blow to him. If not for the presence of his young child, and also his old mother, he would've even wanted to join her.

For him, life was simply heavy.

However, he could not throw down his responsibilities. Especially with Qi Rui and the rest eyeing him. He needed to protect himself and the only child left behind by his wife, and he had to make sure he grew up healthy.

The last eleven years had exacted a huge toll from his life.

All the excessive labour and unceasing pressure piled on him caused his physical condition to deteriorate incessantly.

Nobody could tell him what condition he was facing, it was just as if he had reached 'that age'. The never-ending onslaught of aging was unstoppable.

Qi Zimo's dimensional assessment results dealt a heavy blow to him. Yet he couldn't go down, he had to stand firm; he must help Qi Zimo turn his dimension around. He had to give him the ability to stand firm, or he would not have the face to see his dead wife again.

Despite that, his body was broken after all. From cars to planes, he rode through all means of transportation, and after the twists and turns of his journey, he still had to plead for help everywhere. That desperate struggle was just like the last straw that broke the camel's back; he had fallen unconscious completely before he could even receive any good news, completely unaware of the world around him.

The steward had been waiting for him for ages, and at that critical moment, he naturally would not dare to leak out any news. Since it happened so suddenly, many people were present. If anybody really wanted to uncover the situation, it wouldn't be difficult.

At least, Qi Rui who had been constantly staring hard at Qi Lu found out immediately.

With such good news, Qi Rui nearly clapped his hands in celebration!

He really never expected that good things could come in pairs!

If Qi Lu died just like that, and with Qi Zimo's dimension a waste, wouldn't he have the Qi family in the bag?

It's quite a pity that the trash Qi Lu had so many confidants around the place, and they were still trying their best to save him till now.

No matter. Qi Lu was in a coma, which meant that it was impossible for him to find any equipment to probe Qi Zimo's dimension within four days. At the same time, nobody would come to Qi Rui looking for trouble now that Qi Lu was unconscious.

Getting what he wanted would simply be a breeze to Qi Rui now!

He turned to ask Qi Zihui, "Is that Xia Nuo kid still at the school?"

Qi Zihui answered, "Yes, it has already been two days and nights, and he never came out once."

Qi Rui frowned. If Xia Nuo stayed in the school, then he could do nothing to him no matter what...

Fortunately, there were always ways to lure him out. He looked at the information in his hands; as long as he made the news of Qi Lu's coma public, he believed that would serve as a heavy strike to Qi Zimo. When that time came, Xia Nuo would definitely find out about it. He did not believe that brat would still stay in the school if he knew!

Qi Rui determined that he would spread the matter around once the afternoon came. Qi Lu's coma would definitely cause an uproar, and the entire Lanxin District would be shaken. The significance of a level eight dimension carrier was far more important than him trying to usurp the leadership position of the family.

It represented actual personally relevant interests. Without even mentioning how well people thought of Qi Lu, they would still bear with him even if Qi Lu was an evil man.

If he fell, what would they do about the next season's rations?

So, even if a small breeze was let out, it could still cause chaos.

Many people gathered at the Qi residence's door, hoping to receive any bit of first-hand information. Even if the door was tightly shut, it would have been hard for Qi Zimo not to find out with how messy things were outside.

He rarely contacted Qi Lu, but he had his private phone number. This was a number only he and his grandmother knew, and Qi Lu never shut his phone off. As long as Qi Zimo dialed it, he would definitely answer.

After the slow beeping of the busy tone, it went through to voicemail.

Qi Zimo hung up the call, and looked dazedly out the window. He knew that something definitely must have happened to Qi Lu.

Compared to the storm outside, Shi Qing had busied himself so much that his mind was turning in circles.

For two days and two nights, he barely had even a single wink of rest, and could want for nothing more than to live in the library. The collection was very rich, and they even had copies of the oldest books from millenia ago. At the same time, the richness in content meant he had a mountain of work ahead of him, and it was very time consuming for him to flip through all of it alone.

Even if his goal was clear, it was truly difficult to turn up any relevant information from that sea of books.

Despite that, he would not give up. He would never give up. If that bit of hard work was able to change Qi Zimo's entire life, he did not feel it was tiring at all.

There were so many records about trash dimensions in these ancient records, and there were also many that were similar to Qi Zimo's, preventing any sort of investigation. They desired with their entire beings to change their own dimensions, but they could not find a single idea even till the day of their deaths.

In the current world, there would be children like Yan Qi appearing practically every single year.

Furthermore, since their dimensions were scraps, they had no use at all. In the earlier years, they would even lose their ability to enter school and learn, and could only wander outside and fend for themselves.

Those who had greater luck could find some other work. Unfortunately, under the current mindset of society, they would be treated with contempt and inequality no matter where they went because of the uselessness of their dimensions.

They were even given the malicious title of 'society's locusts'.

They were children that God gave up on, and were people who should not have existed.

The more Shi Qing saw, the stuffier his heart felt. A fate like that, that could never be changed no matter how hard one tried, was simply suffocating.

The book he was flipping through at that moment was an old book from a century ago. The author's name could no longer be found, but from the contents, that man was also a carrier of a useless dimension.

He noted down countless types of abandoned/useless dimensions, and recorded a large amount of data. He categorized them, divided them, and then tried to find a possible way out for those useless dimensions.

Even to his death, he came up with no results.

However, the last paragraph attracted Shi Qing's attention.

"We are different from the rest, we are excluded by society, but from the moment we are born, we are strong, unyielding, and warriors fighting against fate!"

"We will eventually win this battle, and the abandoned sons and daughters will gain tremendous power!"

They were a short few sentences, but it woke Shi Qing up completely.

He sat dazedly, then he jumped abruptly! God! He found it! So that's how it is!

Excitedly, Shi Qing hugged the book and rushed out of the library, running all the way to the school gates.

There was no need to enter the dimension, because their dimensions were not meant to be entered in the first place!

They were warriors, true warriors!

Shi Qing had only thought of hurrying back to the Qi residence to tell Qi Zimo about what he found. He wanted to let him know that he was special and unique, that he was stronger and more important than anyone else!

They were not abandoned. They were the truly blessed ones!

Shi Qing's mind was in a mess, and excitement flooded his emotions. He rushed all the way to the school gates, not even caring to have anyone come pick him up. As soon as he saw a taxi, he hurried in.

It was only after saying the name of his destination that he gradually calmed down, but immediately after that a sweet scent wafted over. He instantly realized that something wasn't right, and quickly held his breath, but it was too late!

A strong sense of dizziness hit, and Shi Qing lost consciousness by the next breath.

"Knock knock knock..." After a short knock on the door, Yan Qi's voice sounded, "Young master, a call for you."

Qi Zimo stood up abruptly and rushed over, pushing the door open and heading to the living room.

Who would call at this hour? Was it Shi Qing?

He held the receiver, and the familiar, but disgusting voice sounded, "My dear nephew, it's me."

Qi Zimo clenched the receiver, but made no sound.

"Turn on the video call, I have something good to show you."

Seemingly intuiting that he would hang up the call, Qi Rui's hateful voice came from the receiver again, "Don't want to see? Then I'll throw your baby Xia Nuo into the ocean."

That name caused Qi Zimo to stiffen. He quickly turned on the video call. After a short moment of blankness on the phone screen, an image appeared.

It was a simple house with dark walls and dirty floors. A young man wearing a beige shirt was thrown to the corner of the wall with both his eyes shut, and his face pale; clearly, he was unconscious.

Qi Zimo had only taken a glance when he felt a sharp stab in his heart. Following that sharp pain, those emotions he had suppressed for such a long time quickly broke free, and the raging fire started to gush out, practically swallowing up his reason.

With a low voice, the voice that should not have belonged to a child sounded out, "What do you want?"

Qi Rui laughed, and followed up with, "It's not too convenient to talk on the phone. Come look for me, let's have a proper chat."

"Address."

After telling him the address, Qi Rui added on profoundly, "But don't even think about playing any tricks, or you'll never see him again."

Qi Zimo stared hard at the screen, and the wild vibrations in his heart were like the roar of a beast. He tightened his grip, and held down his voice, "I will go alone."

"Don't make me wait too long."

Qi Zimo hung up the call and stood up. His young body trembled slightly as countless emotions surged through him, causing him to slam the coffee table in anger. With a crash, the reinforced glass was shattered into dust.

Shi Qing had just woken up, and instantly knew he'd been had.

At first, he was a little confused as to who kidnapped him, but he understood in the next moment.

It was Qi Rui!

Both his hands and feet were tied, and many ropes were tied around his body; there was even a rag in his mouth. Not only could he not move, he could not even make a sound.

This place was an old abandoned workshop. It was dark, damp, and very well concealed.

Qi Rui was smart this time. He didn't dare to look down on Qi Zimo, and even brought with him a small team of mercenaries armed with guns. No matter how capable Qi Zimo was, he still had to listen obediently this time.

Shi Qing's mind turned quickly; he was calculating how he was going to save himself. The ropes on his body were very tight, and they were tied skillfully, so he would not be able to get himself out of them with the little bit of strength he had. In order to prevent him from running away, his legs were also locked tight, so he could not even use his heavenly steps escape technique.

He was just thinking about how he was going to get rid of the shackles on his hands when he heard footsteps.

Step by step, the sound echoed through the empty workshop, like a drum beating by his ear. It was very clear, and made him feel very tense.

Shi Qing quickly turned his head over, and as expected, he saw a small figure.

Alone, with a straight figure, he took small but steady steps. Even if he were walking into a den of tigers, he would still be as fearless as he was now.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his pair of black irises seemed to have been washed over by the night sky; so dense that they could not be unravelled.

"I'm here."