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Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!

Business elite Wu Bin suddenly died and reincarnated into a college student in a parallel world. Just as he joined the freshman military training, Wu Bin realized something was off. Why was his body weaker than a woman’s? Wu Bin had thought he could use the system to change his physique and reach the pinnacle of life! But who knew, in the next second, the style shifted dramatically! Ding. 【Congratulations, Host, for successfully acquiring Acute Myocardial Infarction】 【Beware, when your heart rate exceeds 130, Acute Myocardial Infarction will be triggered 100%】 Hiss! Are you serious with this crappy system? 【High host dissatisfaction value detected, special gift package for beginners】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift— Scorn of Death】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift — Rebirth from Cocoon】 【Congratulations to the host on your gift — Iron Will】 Consequently, the ordinary college student Wu Bin became a regular at the major hospitals in Shanghai. The campus belle was smitten with him, the principal prayed for him, and the instructor treated him as his own biological father! “Why can you fracture a bone just by going to the bathroom!” “How dare you travel all over with only 1 platelet?” “This batch of college students, they're very fragile, hard to kill!”

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Chapter 152: Jiang Qi, Who Admires Foreign Things

Seeing Hendi not yet running, just variously standing still and striking poses, he looked utterly devout.

The friends in the livestream room couldn't hold back any longer.

"Whose commander is this? Has he already started to strike poses before even running?"

"No, why is this guy so confident? Could it be courage given by God?"

"Black guys have never disappointed me in this regard, inexplicably confident and inexplicably camera-aware."

It must be said, there's a reason some people dislike black guys.

When the referee signaled to the runners to get ready in their positions, Hendi was still behind them, hands pressed together, praying very devoutly.

The referee couldn't rush him, as the start time had not yet arrived and technically, you could say that no one could fault you even if you lay down to rest, let alone press your hands together in prayer.