Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

As Caleb lay in bed, trying to find solace in sleep, his mind buzzed with irritation at the unexpected nuisances that plagued him.

'Fucking mosquitos!' Caleb muttered under his breath, swatting at the persistent insects that seemed to have infiltrated the supposedly prestigious arena. 'Where did they come from? How come there are mosquitos in such a prestigious arena?'

His frustration grew as he pondered the possibility of irresponsible cleaners neglecting their duties, allowing such pests to thrive in the supposedly pristine environment of the elite trial dormitory.

Caleb's irritation only intensified as he listened to the loud, rhythmic snoring emanating from Voli's corner of the room. The bear's deep, rumbling snores filled the air, drowning out any hope of peaceful slumber for Caleb.

"Damn, Voli," Caleb muttered, casting an exasperated glance in the bear's direction. "Can't you sleep quietly for once?"

Despite his frustration, Caleb couldn't help but feel a pang of fondness for his loyal companion. Voli's presence had provided comfort and reassurance in this unfamiliar environment, and Caleb was grateful for his unwavering loyalty, even if it meant sacrificing a few hours of sleep.

As Caleb tossed and turned in bed, his senses were assailed by another unpleasant sensation – the pungent odor emanating from a nearby plant outside the window.

'Damn, the plant outside the door is smelly,' Caleb grumbled, wrinkling his nose in disgust. 'How am I supposed to sleep with that stench wafting in?'

...

As Zhou settled into his assigned room, his thoughts churned with a mix of frustration and determination. Sharing a space with Caleb and Fatty grated on his nerves, a constant reminder of the shifting power dynamics within their school.

"Damn it," Zhou muttered under his breath, casting a disdainful glance at his roommates. "Of all the rooms, I had to end up with Adam and Fatty."

The realization gnawed at him – Caleb, or Adam as he was commonly known, had usurped Zhou's position as the top contender for strength in their school. It was a bitter pill to swallow, and Zhou's pride bristled at the thought of sharing space with someone who had eclipsed him in the eyes of their peers.

But Zhou was not one to wallow in defeat. Instead, he squared his shoulders and clenched his fists, a steely determination hardening his resolve.

"I will surpass them all," Zhou vowed silently, his gaze fixated on the ceiling above. "Including Adam."

His mind buzzed with plans and strategies, each one designed to propel him to the pinnacle of strength and dominance. Zhou's competitive spirit burned brightly, driving him to push himself harder and reach new heights of power.

As he lay in bed, Zhou's thoughts turned to the source of his current irritation – Voli, Caleb's loyal companion. The bear's loud, rumbling snores grated on Zhou's nerves, a constant reminder of his perceived inferiority.

"Shitty Voli," Zhou muttered, casting a resentful glare at the sleeping bear. "Just as annoying as his master."

The urge to lash out surged within him, a primal instinct to silence the source of his frustration. Zhou's hand twitched involuntarily, the desire to strike out at Voli nearly overwhelming.

But with a deep breath, Zhou forced himself to quell the impulse, recognizing it for what it was – a petty display of weakness. Instead, he channeled his frustration into a renewed determination to prove himself, both to his roommates and to himself.

As Zhou's thoughts turned to Fatty, his disgust only deepened. The sight of the overweight boy slumbering peacefully filled Zhou with a sense of contempt, a visceral reaction to what he perceived as weakness.

"Weakling Fatty," Zhou scoffed silently, his lip curling in disdain. "You're weakness disgusts me..."

But even as Zhou immersed in his disdain for his roommates, a fire burned within him – a burning desire to rise above them, to prove his worth and claim his rightful place as the strongest. And with that resolve firmly rooted in his heart, Zhou drifted into an uneasy sleep, his dreams filled with visions of triumph and glory.

...

As Erina reviewed the format of the upcoming games sent by organizers in his room, a sense of apprehension gnawed at her. The odds seemed stacked against them, and she couldn't shake the feeling of doubt that crept into her mind.

'The format of the game is ruthless," Erina mused, her brow furrowing with concern. 'With such fierce competition, our chances of success seem slim at best."

Her thoughts drifted to the daunting lineup of competitors they would face – the top three strongest high schools, each boasting an impressive array of talent. No. 1 high school in particular loomed large in Erina's mind, their roster of 12 awakening realm students casting a formidable shadow over the competition.

As Erina conversed with the organizers, her fears were confirmed. The disparity in strength between their school and the top contenders was stark, with the No. 1 high school emerging as the clear favorite to dominate the competition.

'The top three strongest,' Erina repeated, her voice tinged with resignation. 'No. 1 high school, No. 2 high school, and us, No. 3 high school.'

She couldn't help but feel a pang of doubt as she considered their slim chances of success. With only four representatives – Caleb, Mei, Zhou, and Fatty – their school faced an uphill battle against their more formidable rivals.

Erina's gaze flickered to her students, her heart heavy with the weight of their expectations. She knew they would give their all in the upcoming games, but she couldn't shake the sinking feeling that their efforts might not be enough to overcome the formidable competition they faced. Discover stories with My Virtual Library Empire

"We might not stand a chance," Erina admitted, her tone tinged with regret. "No. 1 high school has 12 awakening realm students, while we have only four."

Erina resolved to trust that her students have cards hidden in their sleeves. Particularly, Adam who gave them surprises recently.

'With his strange Domain ability and B-rank genes. He might be able to carry the entire team on his back.'

Erina clenched her fist with expectation.

"We may be outnumbered," Erina conceded, her voice firm with resolve. "But we will fight with everything we have. No matter the outcome, we will stand tall and face our rivals with honor and dignity."