Chapter 1: The Global Age of High Martial Arts

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In 1999, the earth's aura was revived!

The world has set off a cultivation frenzy, and martial artists are respected!

In 2019, after 20 years of development and progress, the world's high-level martial arts system is close to maturity, and a series of popular knowledge has been derived from levels, equipment, medicines, martial arts, etc., and promoted to the world.

Nowadays, every ordinary person in the world has the potential to become a martial artist.

As long as you open the "Gene Tree"!

Become a martial artist, in terms of physique, wisdom, comprehensive ability, etc., are beyond ordinary people, and can play a strong contribution in all walks of life. Even the top leaders of various industries around the world are held by martial artists.

The earth is getting stronger day by day, and the whole world is evolving!

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Huaxia, Jiang City, Yu'an Community.

The Yu'an community is a decades-old street, and the aborigines have long been demolished and moved to the new district. Nowadays, most of the people living here are foreign tenants, who are mixed, have poor public security, and generally poor economic conditions.

In the middle of summer, it is stuffy and hot, and most of the shops on the street are closed. Only one old shop is still open, with a few tattered words on the signboard: "Lao Ning Waste Recycling Station".

Ning Chong sat on the chair, wiping his sweat while settling the accounts.

There was a broken electric fan next to him, shaking his head and blowing the wind. There are miscellaneous waste products piled up around, and the heat wave outside the door is pouring in, and the air is smelling unpleasantly musty.

In the shadows under the eaves, a few leprosy dogs stuck out their tongues weakly.

Chirp~~~

The screeching sound of brakes sounded.

A few dogs fled in a panic, leaving a noise in their wake.

A dark and thin middle-aged man jumped out of the truck, slammed the door shut, and shouted at the scrap yard: "Onion, come out to pick up the goods!"

Neighbors like to call Ning Chong's nickname, "A onion" represents the meaning of whiteness and beauty, and it is indeed true that people are like their names.

Ning Chong hurriedly threw down the pen and account book and trotted out.

"Uncle Deng, hard work!"

"What's the hard work, let's talk about unloading. ”

Uncle Deng wiped his sweat with the towel around his neck and muttered: "This weather is really hot, you can still stay in this shabby place." ”

Ning Chong said with a smile while unloading the goods: "If you want to make money, the store must be more and more prosperous." I've also graduated, so I can't just spend money in vain and don't do anything. ”

The two of them carried several boxes of waste back and forth, all piled up indoors.

"Take it, Uncle Deng, this is the cost of this trip. ”

Ning Chong took out a few banknotes and stuffed them to Uncle Deng.

"See me outside?" Uncle Deng glared, slapped the money and pushed the money to Ning Chong again, "It's not easy for you kid, Lao Ning died early, you can survive high school graduation on your own, it's already very good!"

Ning Chong still wanted to give money, Uncle Deng had already strode into the room, kicked a cardboard box, sat down and waved his hand: "A pack of cigarettes, a bottle of Coke, even if it is two clear!"

Ning Chong smiled, put the money back in his pocket, hurriedly went to the refrigerator, took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a bottle of Coke, and handed it to Uncle Deng.

Uncle Deng unscrewed the Coke, took a big puff, took a cigarette, and glanced around: "You kid is also thrifty, and the air conditioner is not turned on." ”

"Air conditioning is too electricity-intensive, and commercial electricity is not cheap. ”

Ning Chong smiled and lit a cigarette for Uncle Deng with a lighter, and then sat back in his chair.

Uncle Deng puffed out the smoke ring and said, "You're going to college soon, right? I heard that you did well in the exam, have you thought about which university to go to?"

"Not yet. Ning Chong shook his head.

"Hey, none of those boys and daughters in my family can compare to you! Lao Ning is also a good fortune, when he picked you up, the neighbors were happy for him. ”

Uncle Deng fell into memories, smoked a cigarette, and said with emotion: "Lao Ning is a lonely widow, he suffered a lot in his early years, and died early, fortunately, he has your adopted son to send him to his death." Now that he is admitted to a good university and goes to the society to make money and start a family, Lao Ning is also blind below!"

"Hey, it's been more than ten years, it's really fast!"

Uncle Deng took a few puffs of his cigarette, threw down the cigarette butt and stepped on it: "What's the matter, say hello! Although Lao Ning is gone, I am also your uncle! The neighbors are not outsiders!"

"Okay, Uncle Deng, thank you!" Ning Chong smiled gratefully.

"Let's go, wait until you're in college, and then come back for a drink!"

Uncle Deng waved his hand, went out and got into the car, the accelerator boomed, and the truck roared away.

Ning Chong sent it to the door, watched the truck drive away, and then returned indoors. Rearrange the scraps, then sit down and silently look at the photo on the table.

The posthumous photo shows a man with a wrinkled face, an ordinary appearance, in his sixties, and loose hair. Although it is smiling, what is revealed in the photo is a hard life.

Ning Chong stood up, picked up a tissue, and gently wiped the last photo.

It has been more than ten years since I traveled into this parallel world. Ning Chong has lived in this scrapyard for as long as he can remember. It was his adoptive father, Lao Ning, who picked him up and raised him.

Three years ago, Lao Ning died of illness, and Ning Chong took care of the scrap yard alone to make money to support himself. After graduating from high school, he is about to face the choice of going to college.

For Ning Chong, who has integrated into this world, the next life is to go to college, graduate, find a job, start a family, and finish this life in a dull way.

However, Ning Chong was not reconciled!

In this world of global awakening, warriors are respected!

Everyone has the potential to become a warrior. As long as you test your cultivation talent before the age of eighteen and successfully open the "Gene Tree", you can embark on the road of cultivation and martial arts.

If you have a family background, you can test your talent at birth and become a martial artist.

Those who have no background, but have money, can also turn on genes by spending money on genetic medicines.

If you have no background and no money, you can only bury your head in the civilian.

In this world, civilians can only look up to warriors, and warriors are the elite of this world. Warriors have stronger physique, higher intelligence, and better comprehensive ability.

The high-level leaders of all walks of life in the world are all held by warriors.

If you don't want to live a mediocre life, then you must strive to become a martial artist!

Ning Chong has no background to speak of, and there is only one way:

Buy genetic drugs to stimulate the potential of the body, so as to open the "gene tree".

You can only cultivate if you open the "Gene Tree"!

"Type I gene agent" is the most basic gene drug.

A bottle worth 100,000 yuan.

For any civilian, 100,000 yuan is a huge amount of money.

What's more, Ning Chong makes a living by collecting and selling waste products, and it is even more difficult to save 100,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Ning Chong touched the bank card in his inner pocket.

With the simple use of food, hard work, and his adoptive father's meager inheritance, Ning Chong gritted his teeth and still saved 100,000 yuan as a seed of hope.

However, this seed of hope was not 100% successful.

"Type I gene medicine", with only a 60% chance, allows ordinary people to open the "gene tree". If it fails, you can only continue to take it and continue to stimulate your potential.

Although you keep throwing money, you can also smash out the "gene tree". But not everyone can afford this high price!

With the consumption of tens of millions of yuan, which civilian dares to bet?

Ning Chong silently put down the photo, and then stared at his palm.

In the palm of the right hand, there is a swirl pattern composed of strange lines.

This swirl pattern, from childhood to adulthood, has accompanied him to the present.

"Eighteen years! What secrets are you hiding?"

Ning Chong stared at the swirl in his palm and muttered.

Although this secret has not been solved for the time being, Ning Chong has a sense associated with it every moment. He could feel that there was definitely a secret to this whirlpool!

Putting down his palm, Ning Chong took out his bank card, and his gaze became sharp.

"My life is up to me! If I don't fight, I will never be able to peace!"

Ning Chong made up his mind, put away his bank card, and then tidied up the room.

Closing the door of the store, riding the electric car, Ning Chong rode towards the Jiang'an New Area.

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Jiang'an New Area is the most prosperous central area of Jiangshi.

Ning Chong rode into Binhe Avenue, and a luxurious high-rise building could already be seen in the distance.

"Zhenwei Elite Martial Arts Hall", the flashing neon signboard, even in the sun, is also shining! Every word is dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and the pen is strong, and there is a kind of atmosphere of high mountains!

Beginner-level martial artists who have successfully opened the "Gene Tree" in the world have two paths to choose from if they embark on the path of cultivation:

First, be admitted to the provincial Wuhan University and obtain orthodox teaching and supporting resources.

Second, enter a private martial arts hall, where the martial artist teaches and cultivates.

The entrance examination results are required for the martial arts university, and if the junior martial artists with poor cultural scores can only spend money to study in the martial arts hall. The martial artists who can open a martial arts hall are all high-level martial artists and are officially recognized.

Some well-known martial arts halls are even stronger than the teaching quality of provincial martial arts universities!

"Zhenwei Elite Martial Arts Hall" is one of the most famous martial arts halls in Jiang City.

Ning Chong was going to this martial arts hall to buy "Type I gene medicine".

Although there are also official channels to sell genetic drugs, the first is that the censorship is strict, and the second is that the price is slightly higher. Ning Chong's current property can only be purchased from the martial arts hall.

As soon as he rode downstairs, Ning Chong found a bunch of people surrounding to watch the excitement.

It was like a car accident, and everyone was talking.

Ning Chong frowned.

He found that the vehicle that caused the accident was actually Uncle Deng's truck.

Ning Chong hurriedly threw down the electric car and desperately squeezed into the crowd.

"Uncle Deng!"

Rushing to the truck, Ning Chong helped Uncle Deng, who was sitting on the ground with a bloody face.

"What's going on?" Ning Chong asked, looking up.

"Yo, this is the driver's son, right?

Standing next to the truck were seven sturdy-looking men.

They were all dressed in short special operations camouflage uniforms, with daggers hanging from their belts, uniform black leather gloves, small tactical backpacks on their backs, and shiny short leather boots on their feet.

Everyone is muscular and burly. Not to mention the appearance, just by the explosive feeling of power overflowing from the top and bottom of the body, its momentum can be called sinister.

Their combat uniforms are tattooed with insignia, two striking Chinese characters "Zhenwei".

It seems to be the warrior of the "Zhenwei Elite Martial Arts Gym".

"This old man hit my brother, do you say public or private?"

A man who was obviously the leader said lightly to Ning Chong.

Ning Chong looked back at the truck, and could see that the front frame of the truck had been dented, half of the glass of the windows was broken, and there were still blood stains, and there was a deep brake mark on the ground.

Judging from the scene, it was indeed a sudden braking, which even caused Uncle Deng to break the glass himself.

However, the men who claimed to have been hit were unharmed.

"Boy, don't look around! Our brothers are all martial artists, and this broken car can't kill us. In addition, this old man was injured by himself, so he is unlucky. ”

Another sturdy man sneered.

The leader looked a little impatient, and urged: "Malidi, public or private, Lao Tzu still has to go on a mission, don't delay our business!"

Ning Chong asked Uncle Deng softly, "Is what they said true?"

Uncle Deng slapped himself in frustration: "They suddenly appeared, I stepped on the brakes......!" I...... I'm damn ......."

Ning Chong nodded, looked at the leader, and asked, "What do you want to do privately?"

"It's simple, I don't bully you, just take 60,000 yuan and use it as medical expenses. ”

The leader snorted and glanced back at his brother, "If we weren't a martial artist, we'd see blood today!" ”

"60,000?"

"Shhh...... How dare you ask for it!"

The crowd of onlookers all made disgruntled comments.

Another martial artist glared at the surroundings and shouted: "This collision, Lao Tzu's qi and blood that he has cultivated for several years have been shattered! Who will pay for this loss? If he doesn't pay for it, he will see the official! Lao Tzu will play with him to the end!"

"Okay, I'll pay for it!" Ning Chong stood up.

Uncle Deng's eyes were red, and he grabbed Ning Chong: "No!"

Ning Chong patted Uncle Deng's hand and comforted him softly: "This car still has to support the family, so it can't be detained." Moreover, you hit a warrior, and you can't afford to mess with it. ”

Uncle Deng's tears came out, and he slapped himself again.

Indeed, the Deng family, young and old, all rely on this car to live. If they are caught, not to mention that the car is impounded, and then they are fined, their families simply cannot afford it.

The martial artists of this world are respected! Unreasonable is still three points stronger, let alone reasonable!

Ning Chong took out his mobile phone, entered 60,000, and transferred it to the leader.

"Let your old man be clever in the future, don't drive and don't look at people!"

"Boy, you're interested. ”

"60,000 is not enough!"

Several warriors were ridiculed for a while, spat a few bites, picked up everyone, and walked away.

Ning Chong hurriedly helped Uncle Deng into the car again.

Then I sat in the cab, stepped on the accelerator and went straight to the hospital.

After some examination, fortunately, Uncle Deng had a skin injury, and he was fine after being bandaged and staying in the hospital for one night.

After settling everything down, and waiting for Uncle Deng's children to arrive, Ning Chong quietly left again.

Back home, Ning rinsed her face and sat in her chair in silence.

Now there is only 40,000 yuan left.

"Okay, the heavens will descend on the people, and they must first work hard and work their muscles and bones...... "Ning Chong whispered a few words silently, shook his head and smiled.

Then you can only apply for ordinary universities first, and then talk about it later.

It's still hard to settle!

If you miss the registration of Wuhan University, the chances in the future will be even slimmer.

Ning Chong cheered up, stood up, and was about to take a bath.

Suddenly, there was a burning pain in his right palm!

Then a cold and mechanical voice sounded in my head:

"The Cavern Simulation System is loaded!

"Host bound!"

"Coming soon!"

"Countdown: 3. ”

"Countdown: 2. ”

"Countdown: 1. ”

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