#23 - Helping out
【Simulation ended, please choose.】
【1. Three years of martial arts insights.】
【2. Three years of cultivation experience.】
【3. Three years of opportunities (random)】
"Choose one, martial arts insights."
The simulation finally ended, and Yang Wu couldn't wait to make his choice. Deep in his mind, vast insights into spearmanship and movement techniques, along with waves of combat experience,
Came surging forth!
Instantly, Yang Wu comfortably narrowed his eyes and almost couldn't help but shout out.
"Huff..."
After a long while, Yang Wu licked his lips with lingering satisfaction.
This time, taking the normal route brought Yang Wu no small surprise. 'World Extinction' second layer, Perfect level spearmanship, Flawless level movement technique.
This scapegoat is so comfortable to carry!
If every time there was such a harvest, Yang Wu wouldn't mind carrying a few more such burdens.
However.
This simulation allowed Yang Wu to discover an interesting phenomenon that he hadn't noticed in previous simulations.
The simulated self doesn't have the memories from before the transmigration, but what about the memories awakened after the transmigration?
From awakening in April until now, Yang Wu's memories during this period are not entirely memories from the transmigration, but also memories of what happened during this time.
For example, after the first simulation, he successfully extracted and consumed the Spirit of Vegetation. This actually happened in reality and doesn't belong to the memories from before the transmigration.
But in the new simulation, when he finally came into contact with the Spirit of Vegetation, he never had any doubts, as if nothing had happened.
Uh, not a conspiracy theory!
It has the flavor of a conspiracy theory, but it's not a conspiracy theory. Yang Wu pondered for a while. This situation is due to his own incomplete settings.
The settings should be supplemented: Shielding the related effects brought about by the transmigration memories.
Or explain it this way: Automatically shielding cognition that exceeds the current level. If you haven't reached a certain level, you won't be allowed to know what you shouldn't know.
For example, how could an undying deity know the truth about the Original Ancestor being suppressed?
Therefore, even if certain secrets are learned in reality due to awakening, these secrets' effects will be automatically shielded in the simulation.
Turning to the settings interface conjured up in his mind, Yang Wu patched up setting one.
【Simulation Panel】:
Simulation Times: 0 (can be accumulated in the same stage)
Simulation Period: Next three years (current)
Cooldown Refresh: One month (current)
Extraction Options: 1. Insights, 2. Experience, 3. Opportunities.
Setting 1: The simulation is based on the current state, simulating and extracting from the future (automatically shielding the related effects brought about by the transmigration memories).
Setting 2: The simulated self has no memories from before the transmigration and no talent for extracting from the future.
Setting 3: If you die in the simulation, the simulation ends after the first death.
Setting 4: Opportunity selection, automatically shields causality within half an hour before and after the simulation...
...
"Bang... Bang!"
In the corner of the training hall on the second floor, the punching bag shook violently twice in a row, and two strings of numbers were displayed on the screen of the punch force testing machine.
One was pure brute force, 57555 kg.
The other was three times the force, 172665 kg.
The second layer of 'World Extinction' only has six spear techniques, but it can master three times one's own force. The burst of punch force has reached the level of an intermediate War God.
Elementary War God: 64000 kg
Intermediate War God: 128000 kg
Advanced War God: 256000 kg
But when it comes to actually fighting an intermediate War God, Yang Wu might not be his opponent, unless the opponent is also newly promoted, otherwise, the difference in martial artist equipment is a big gap.
Of course, all of this is just speculation, after all, they haven't really fought, but Yang Wu knows...
It's always good to be humble.
However, when he saw the Broken Army Spear thrown on the ground, Yang Wu suddenly realized with some sadness that this newly acquired weapon seemed to be expiring soon.
The A6 level Broken Army Spear can only be said to be barely enough for him now.
"Ding-dong!"
Yang Wu was still preparing to practice spearmanship, when the doorbell rang downstairs. He put the Broken Army Spear back on the weapon rack, went downstairs to open the door, and it was Luo Feng in a formal suit.
"Crazy, what are you planning to do?"
"Dressed so formally!"
Yang Wu looked him up and down. It has to be said that Luo Feng, wearing this suit, has a special temperament.
A little more mature and steady!
"Brother Yang, do you remember that Zhang Haobai from last time? His uncle Zhang Zehu is preparing to settle that matter privately today. I want to find you to support me."
Martial artists are the wealth of mankind!
They are a great weapon for humans to deal with monsters.
Conflicts can happen even between ordinary people, let alone martial artists who walk on the edge of life and death.
With a sharp weapon in hand, the intention to kill arises from the heart.
Martial artists who have conflicts, once they leave the base city and escape the constraints of the law, it is not uncommon for them to kill each other in the wilderness.
In order to prevent martial artists from causing a lot of losses due to conflicts and infighting, major martial arts gyms and governments of various countries have introduced a relatively feasible method.
Private settlement, internal negotiation, so that martial artists who have grievances and conflicts can sit at the negotiating table to negotiate and settle their grievances.
If they really can't negotiate, then that's another matter.
"The one who got you detained?"
"Okay, I'll help you with this!"
"Wait for me!"
Speaking of this, Yang Wu got excited, left Luo Feng behind, and quickly went upstairs to change his clothes.
"Uh! Brother Yang, there's no need for this, right!"
When Yang Wu came downstairs again, Luo Feng was directly speechless by him. A black tight-fitting windbreaker, matched with black tight-fitting pants, and black leather boots on his feet, invisibly made people feel pressured...
Yeah right!
The red hair on his head made this outfit look out of place.
"Then, I'll change again!"
When Yang Wu came downstairs again, he was wearing a large plaid shirt and sunglasses, looking like a "gang boss."
Finally, unable to resist Luo Feng's request, Yang Wu changed into a normal casual outfit and went out with him.
On the second floor of the Limit Hall, in a reception room.
"Oh, Yang Wu?"
"You're actually willing to go out?"
At this time, more than a dozen people had gathered in the reception room, and Curator Wu Tong was talking with the two people next to him. Seeing Yang Wu coming with Luo Feng, he was a little surprised, and then said jokingly.
Yang Wu is indeed a weirdo. Since moving into Mingyue Community, he has hardly ever gone out. He stays in the villa every day practicing spearmanship, and even orders takeout for meals.
There is no such thing as takeout in this era, but as long as there is demand, nothing is impossible. The boss of the restaurant closest to the community runs takeout every day.
Don't ask him how he knows this, Yang Wu signed the paper that allowed the restaurant owner to freely enter and exit Mingyue Community.
Fortunately, most of the martial artists in the community have their own families, otherwise the takeout industry would have started to explode here.
