Dual World Apocalypse: My Harem Gives Me 10x Rewards

Chapter 96: Step 96 to Greatness: After Defeat, One Must Train With Their Ancestors

Roughly an hour later, they were back in their home.

"I’ll... be in my room, Mom," Adrian said before limping back to his room.

"Take rest and don’t worry about what happened in the school," Yeji replied, showing off her nonexistent biceps. "I won’t let them get away with this!"

The sight made Adrian smile as he remembered his mother had the same reaction in his past life. But that’s when things went downhill for them. He knew the school wouldn’t investigate anything.

They will blame me for everything, and my mother will have to grovel before Chad’s mother, that bitch, to ask the principal to rescind my expulsion.

It was a sight deeply engraved in his mind. That was the day Adrian lost the prideful mother Yeji was, and he was determined not to let that happen in his second life. Even if it meant doing something out of line.

But for now, he went back to the room. There was something else on his mind that he needed to think about.

"Now... what is this screen?"

[You have been summoned.]

The same screen appeared before Adrian when he tried thinking about his ancestors. The meaning was clear; they probably wanted to meet him again.

For what? To talk trash about him. Although he had everything planned, he still ended up getting suspended with the rest of the guys.

Not like that mattered to him. After all, he had indeed beaten the shit out of them, so this punishment was deserved.

With a sigh, Adrian flopped onto his bed and closed his eyes, his mind drifting back to his meeting with the principal. So far, the only thing that had changed from his previous life was Nurse Lee and the reaction of his teachers around her.

It made him wonder why she was getting such special treatment. Then it hit him. Nurse Lee and Principal Mr. Lee... they could be relatives! That’s why even the demon of a vice principal was acting so sweetly around her!

"Did it truly take this dullard such an extended period to comprehend that?" someone remarked. "I once considered the appellations given by the others to be excessively severe, yet I now see they were remarkably apt!"

Hearing a bunch of never-before-heard words, Adrian opened his eyes and found he was back in the domain of his ancestors.

Tsk, I didn’t accept their invitation, and yet they dragged me here. What a drag.

"...did you people want something?" Adrian mumbled, turning around to see a man dressed in traditional robes of deep blue silk. "Damn, you even changed your clothes."

The Scholar Ancestor had a calm face adorned with a feathery beard and neatly tied hair, topped with a small, elegant hat.

But that wasn’t the only one there. The brute ancestor was present too, alongside the elder they called the elder. All of them were wearing better clothes than he had seen them the last time.

Adrian had a hunch it was something to do with him, but he couldn’t prove it yet. He kept looking at them, hoping one of them would answer him. Also, the Playboy ancestor was nowhere to be seen.

"I can’t see the Playboy ancestor," Adrian asked. "Is he on vacation or something?"

However, none of them replied. The brute ancestor didn’t spare Adrian any attention, as he was occupied doing push-ups with an enormous mountain on his back. But Adrian noticed something peculiar.

Each time the ancestor completed a push-up, the mountain on his back grew slightly larger. It made Adrian ponder whether this was a punishment and how long the ancestor had been exercising for the mountain to become so massive.

"This simian likely merited the chastisement meted out by his peers," the scholar commented once he noticed Adrian drifting away.

"Do you speak any language that I know?" Adrian retorted. "Because all I hear are words that make little to no sense. Also, why the hell are you speaking like this? Can you talk normally like before?"

But before he could continue, someone smacked him on the back of his head. It was the elder who didn’t look pleased at all.

"You know, if you keep hitting me in the head, I just might forget you’re my ancestor and suplex—"

Adrian tried to threaten him, but it earned him another smack.

"I reckon it can’t get any worse for a man crawling in the dirt," the old man yelled and kept hitting Adrian.

Adrian raised his hands to protect himself from the old man’s vicious blows. But then he realized something. Apart from the sharp pain in his head from the old man’s slap, he couldn’t sense any other wounds from the earlier altercation with Chad.

"Of course, you can’t feel those damned injuries," the old man replied. "This isn’t the mortal realm, but the spirit realm. Here, no soul can carry its pain and suffering from the mortal realm, and likewise, it holds true in reverse."

"However, there exists no limitation upon the transference of one’s experiences from one realm to another," the scholar chimed in.

"So that’s how it is..." Adrian mumbled, rubbing the back of his head. "But wait, if I’m here. Then what will happen to my-"

"You slumber in the mortal realm," the scholar replied, concealing his face behind a hand fan. "It is the sole means by which you may join us for a considerable amount of time."

Essentially, the Scholar ancestor was telling him that being unconscious was the key to visiting his ancestors, even though it seemed like a strange method.

"By employing the art of summoning, you may exchange your soul with that of one of your forebears," the scholar added. "However, do note that this would limit you to conversing with a single ancestor, unlike the manner in which you are presently engaging with us."

"I see... so that’s what the notification was about, but why am I here?" Adrian asked, expecting the old man to strike again.

Suddenly, the old man’s face twisted into a wicked grin.

"You required help, did you not? Besides, seeing you endure such a pitiable thrashing, I’ve resolved to toughen you until you can stand on your own without dishonoring our lineage."

"Oi, I did not get thrashed. That was all a part of my plan, and it worked, didn’t it? I got the principal’s relative on my side and also have witnesses."

However, the old man ignored his words and instructed Adrian to get into position to do push-ups. Although annoyed and not knowing what it was about, Adrian obeyed, not wanting to hit the old man or to get hit by his stick.

Then he noticed the old man summoning a grain of sand and placing it on his back.

"In each instance, you finish a push-up, the grain’s size will grow," the old man said before pointing at the brute ancestor. "Your aim is to make the grain of sand reach a tenth of the size achieved by that brute."

"Wait... you’re telling me that mountain was a grain of sand all this time!?"