MrKonic

Trapped in a hospital bed his entire life, Li Mingzhe's only escape was through the novels he read. But fate had other plans when a mysterious book appeared on his bedside table. Before he could even read its title, the book dragged him into its pages—straight into the body of Ambrose Rothschild, the sole heir to the illustrious Rothschild family.

At first glance, his new life seems perfect: loving parents, devoted servants, and no siblings fighting for inheritance. But is this truly the peaceful second chance he yearned for? Far from it! Not only is Ambrose's body plagued with the same weakness that haunted Li Mingzhe's original life, but he's also flying blind—having never read the book he's trapped in, he lacks the story knowledge other transmigrators typically rely on!

His only ray of hope? A mysterious system that promises to enhance his abilities. But what cruel twist of fate is this? The system declares his frail body can only handle improvements to his intelligence stat! And as if that weren't enough, Ambrose has been enrolled in Crono, the most prestigious magic academy where heroes and prodigies gather like moths to a flame.

Now, surrounded by talented peers and trapped in the web of noble politics, can Li Mingzhe leverage his one advantage—his brilliant mind—to survive? With countless eyes watching his every move as the Rothschild heir, will he crumble under the crushing weight of expectations? Or will he prove that in a world of overwhelming magical might, intelligence can be the most formidable weapon of all?

Surviving the Magic Academy With Just Intelligence Stats

<p>Elena moved with practiced precision through the dimly lit underground chamber, her work for the evening complete. Behind her, the imperial spies from Xia—Akira, Ruohan, and Min-jae—huddled together in their cage, their bodies marked with the evidence of her "punishment." Their suppressed groans and labored breathing echoed faintly against the stone walls, mingling with the ambient sounds of dripping water and distant, indistinct movements from other cages.</p>

<p>She folded her multi-tailed whip with methodical care, each motion deliberate and unhurried as she secured the implement to her belt. Without a backward glance or a single word to her victims, Elena stepped out of the cage, the cage closing behind her with a subtle shimmer of energy. Her high-heeled boots clicked rhythmically against the stone floor as she moved through the underground prison's main corridor, her posture immaculate despite the grim surroundings.</p>

The Nurse Elena