Apocalipse: Começo com o Fruto do Dragão Azul

“Ao Xin, still struggling to get over your breakup?”

Ao Xin was out on his morning run when he bumped into his roommate, Zhang Qiang. After exchanging a cheerful greeting, Ao Xin continued jogging.

“Tsk, tsk. Looks like the breakup really hit him hard,” Zhang Qiang sighed, opening his textbook on the bench by the track. The crisp morning air was perfect for early reading.

Ao Xin soon finished his daily five-kilometer run. After a brief rest, he moved to the pull-up bar for strength training. A few students who knew him passed by, each sighing and smiling as they went.

Then, a pair of youthful, attractive students walked past. The boy, curious, asked, “Hey, Manman, isn’t that your ex-boyfriend? He’s still at it, huh?”

“You think he’s still not over you, working out so he can win you back with a better body?”

The girl, Manman, merely glanced over with disdain, then turned away and wrapped her arms around the boy’s, pouting playfully, “Who cares? Manman will always belong to Xiong!”

“Haha!” Her coquettish tone delighted the boy, who mischievously squeezed her arm and glanced back at Ao Xin, flashing a smug, “Dragon King” smile.

Pretty boy? Top student? Good physique? In this world, none of that compares to the power of money!

Ao Xin, focused on his workout, missed the scene entirely. It had been a month since he was reborn here—on the very day his girlfriend, Wu Manman, broke up with him.

But this time, he didn’t try to hold on. After the breakup, he threw himself into relentless training, skipping classes even whe