Her Rebirth of Retribution

However, K Virus caused excruciating pain. Like a relentless tug-of-war, exercise could invigorate the body but the virus was destroying the body. Every step she took was filled with unbearable agony. In the beginning, she would cry while running because she was almost driven to the brink of insanity. When pushed to her limits, she even had the urge to retaliate against the world.

Kallum... He was stronger than her.

Calista pursed her lips and turned to go to the school.

She had exams that day. The first exams were in two major categories. Since Calista was majoring in medical research, she had to take her exams earlier and cover more content than others.

She was to be tested in the subcategories "Pharmacology" and "Pharmaceutics" that day. The sheer number of subjects meant that she would be taking exams from after the first class in the morning until the evening.

After the first class ended, Calista headed off to prepare for her exams. Upon hearing that she had six tests to take that day, Tabitha exclaimed dramatically, "Callie, I thought everyone in the combined master's and doctoral program had the same exams. I didn't realize you had to take so many more tests than everyone else!"

Calista explained, "Everyone in the combined master's and doctorate program attends the same lectures. However, there are dedicated tutors for one-on-one guidance. As long as you pass the subjects, you can choose your tutor based on your performance. I've enrolled in all the subjects under medical research, so I have more exams to take. But if I pass them all, I can have Professor Wainwright as my tutor!"

Tabitha was astounded. "All... All subjects? There are eight or nine subjects in total for medical research, right? Are you sure you want to do this? How... How does your brain even work?"

Tabitha's voice was rather loud, drawing the curious glances of some students who hadn't left after class. They were just ordinary university students, unlike Calista who was not only skipping grades but also majoring in all subjects of medical research. They were simply not in the same league.

However, most people admired Calista. They believed that anyone with such ambition was either extraordinarily intelligent or remarkably brave.

"All right, I'm off to take my exams. Wish me luck?"

"Absolutely! Good luck! You're definitely the best!" Tabitha said, giving a firm thumbs up.

Calista chuckled and suddenly remembered something.

She handed an item to Tabitha and said, "Since I have several exams to rush to today, I'd appreciate it if you could hand in this research assignment for me to Professor Lawson. He'll know it once he hears my name."

This was the first time Calista had ever asked someone for a favor. Flattered that Calista would ask her, Tabitha clutched the documents close to her chest.

"Don't worry! You can count on me!"

Calista nodded, her demeanor relaxed as she headed off to the examination hall.

After several consecutive exams, it was already dark. At the school gate, some of Calista's fellow examinees, who had heard of her reputation as a top student, came over to ask for help. One of them discovered that his answer to a question differed from Calista's and couldn't help but groan, "I definitely got it wrong!"

A faint smile surfaced on Calista's indifferent face. "Are you so certain that I got it right and you got it wrong?"

Somewhat embarrassed, the guy darted his gaze around and avoided eye contact with her. In a low voice, he admitted, "Of course I got it wrong. Everyone in school knows how smart you are..."

No one disliked being

complimented, and Calista found it peculiarly amusing that even after she had provoked Mirabelle in a fit of rage, more people seemed to be trying to get close to her recently. Specifically, there was an increase in the number of people who sought to strike up a conversation with her.

Puzzled, she let out a haughty laugh and directly asked, "By the way, have you heard about what happened with Mirabelle? I thought you'd all hate me for that. Why are more people approaching me recently?"

The guy's face turned red as he stammered, "Actually, I was there that day... At first, I also thought you were a bit harsh, but those who took Mirabelle to the hospital claimed that she was cursing you the whole way and saying really awful things... So we figured she wasn't sincere about her apology. We don't know the details, but you are the one involved. Perhaps your actions are justified."

More importantly, Calista had been incredibly impressive that day. Her striking appearance, sharp argument, and the way she nonchalantly caused the person she hated spit blood in anger had left many people excited. He was one of them. "Is that so?" Calista was somewhat skeptical, but the glances directed at her held no malice, so she didn't probe further.

At that moment, a car was parked not far from the school gate. The interior of the car was filled with tension so thick it seemed ready to explode at the slightest spark.

"Mr. Kallum... Should I call for Ms. Calista?"

Quintus felt deeply troubled, wondering why he always ended up in such situations.

Kallum remained silent, his brooding eyes fixated on the scene outside the window. As he watched Calista laughing and talking with another man, he felt as if he was soaked in a vat of jealousy.

What was so special about that barely mature guy who didn't look like he could grow a full beard yet? How could the boys at school possibly compare to him? He was the best. He had always been! His hands clenched tightly, but patience was not in Kallum's nature. He stepped out of the car and strode toward Calista.