Chapter 743: Secret Martial Art

"I, a dignified Creator, an immortal... actually ended up as a fierce bandit, and was beaten to death in the end?"

"Impossible... this is impossible!"

At the campsite, inside a tent.

Aaron clutched his head, muttering to himself.

"However... fortunately, I lived more than two hundred and ninety days longer than before, so it can be considered a huge profit... and I also learned quite a bit of information and secrets."

He gazed at the text on the Simulator, muttering to himself: "So the root of everything lies in this Ye Rongtian?"

"Although I finished him off, it seems I still left behind a few clues, otherwise I wouldn't have been tracked by the Public Security Bureau agent..."

"Hello, I am Xiaoyu..."

A vague plan surfaced in Aaron's mind.

【29 years old, you graduate from university and begin a combined master's and doctoral program. Mysterious death incidents occur all over Daxin, but you decide to go make money first!】

Besides this, Aaron also created two other "Secret Martial Arts". One is based on the Spirituality of the "Tower", a martial art capable of influencing and manipulating others' emotions, which he named "Demon Heart Art". The other is based on the Spirituality of the "Luminary", with fist techniques that are open and bold, possessing immense power and even the ability of Purification, named "Great Bright Fist"!

"Modern people rarely reach the point of using guns... I feel that among my martial arts, the 'Demon Heart Art' is still a bit more useful."

Aaron smiled and sent a voice message directly back: "I want to top up points..."

【63 years old, you confirm the existence of extraordinary power.】

After a massive amount of engrossed reading, he reached a conclusion.

【58 years old, you find another mistress.】

But for some reason, when the two brushed past each other, he actually felt a sense of horror!

He had only spoken to test the waters, never expecting that the other party wouldn't engage at all!

"Interesting!"

Only then did he draw inspiration from the extraordinary system of this world.

Aaron gave the other party's service a like, then began frantically downloading various Ancient Martial Arts materials on the forum.

"The me in the Simulator seems a bit silly and chuunibyou... actually going to the door in person to kill someone?"

【62 years old, your illegitimate child enters the group to work, and you watch the show silently from the Chairman's position.】

Aaron walked out of the rented room, preparing to stroll around the supermarket.

【54 years old, the Daxin government announces that 'mutants' are fake news.】

After all, those were all wastes of money!

【61 years old, the professional team you reorganized seems to have discovered something.】

This is a feeling very hard to describe; it is like being tired and loveless in an instant, devoid of emotion...

【52 years old, it is rumored that 'mutants' have appeared in Daxin. You are very interested and order your team to collect intelligence.】

"This brother, are you also a practitioner of Martial Arts?"

【28 years old, you decide to start your revenge. Through self-study, you successfully get into university and publish several highly influential papers.】

【48 years old, you decide to enter the international market and expand the group's Influence.】

This Demon Heart Art focuses on using one's own emotions to infect and drive the emotions of others, subsequently manipulating their seven emotions and six desires, or even their thoughts...

【40 years old, your group has become one of the top 500 enterprises in Daxin.】

The short, thin youth cupped his fists in an extremely ancient manner: "I am Feng Ping, may I ask your name?"

Having casually found a rented room to stay in, Aaron did not go to the Black Eagle Martial Arts Hall to find a private instructor.

"This probably has to do with the world's degradation..."

"This is equivalent to a dungeon; if you grind it enough times, you can always find a walkthrough to clear it..."

Aaron looked at this simulation and nodded slightly: "It seems the me in this simulation chose a steady route... It looks like the development was quite good; at least the existence of the extraordinary was confirmed, and perhaps because of several investigations, it invited a counterattack, leading to death in the end?"

"Mutants, extraordinary, Mysterious forces..."

Inside an apartment building.

Aaron didn't even think, he contacted the site administration.

【41 years old, you begin preparing for retirement life, assembling a professional team to excavate matters related to the Mysterious...】

Many of these were the closely guarded secrets of ancient Fist Masters, but there were not so many formalities at this time.

He directly took out his newly bought phone and went online... to log into the "Ancient Martial Arts Forum".

【27 years old, you travel far to Jincheng, create three Secret Martial Arts, and cultivate them all to Small Success, boasting that you have no equal under heaven...】

From this perspective, this simulated life was a failed life.

Aaron first looked at a "Red Blood Palm" and found its fist stance quite reasonable, with both diagrams and text. Although there was no teacher to guide him, it would be fine for an ordinary person to practice it.

He read through them one by one, analyzing the intelligence gained from this simulation.

This joy was even actively leading him, constantly climbing and climbing toward higher heights...

And then...

Inside the rented room.

Cultivated to the extreme, it is a soul-snatching and spirit-stealing enslavement technique!

【43 years old, your daughter starts primary school, and Z Country announces it has conquered Alzheimer's disease.】

Looking at his pitch-black skin, Aaron muttered to himself.

"This fist theory is a True Disciple's teaching... A single sentence of True Disciple teaching; in ancient times, how many Disciples worked like cattle and horses for their Master their whole lives without ever hearing this one sentence."

Better to continue accumulating Spirituality and open the Simulator a few more times.

【59 years old, your youngest son is born.】

【Age 47, people are always coming to you to seek investment; you decide to invest in the new energy project of the 'Dapeng Research Institute'.】

Accompanied by a low shout from Aaron, his skin suddenly turned pitch black, carrying the luster of refined iron.

He suddenly felt something was wrong; why was he so happy just because he succeeded in tailing someone? This defied reason... but he still felt so happy...

【Age 49, you shift your focus outside of Daxin.】

She subconsciously wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, then made a sweet, coquettish sound into the headset: "Okay, little brother... Xiaoyu will give you the permissions right now, dear!"

【Age 38, you have an affair.】

In the corner of the street, within the shadows, a person slowly walked out: "The cicada senses the autumn wind before it even stirs... and you still say you aren't a martial artist!"

【Age 60, your daughter enters the group to work.】

Jincheng.

This kind of happiness is the joy of finally climbing a dangerous peak after experiencing thousands of hardships; it is also the thrill of finally solving a difficult problem after racking one's brains, like old wine, mellow in aftertaste, the more one savors it, the sweeter and more intoxicating it becomes...

After adding the contact information, the other party sent over a voice message; it was indeed soft and sweet, making one feel that the person on the other side must be a cute girl.

【Age 55, aerospace technology achieves a breakthrough; humans establish a colony on an extraterrestrial planet for the first time.】

He had no other hobbies in his life; he was obsessed with martial arts, crazy for Wu!

While walking down a street, he suddenly turned his head without any warning.

In reality, even if one practiced ancient martial arts Hard Qigong to the point of vomiting blood, it would be impossible for the body to catch bullets.

"The little girl speaks so nicely..."

"First is revenge; as expected, one doesn't need to do the dirty work of killing someone personally..."

"There are quite a few high-quality ones for free, and adding those that are paid, it will certainly enrich my knowledge and allow me to create the 'Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt'!"

Most do not require payment, but a small portion, which counts as Secret transmissions, still requires the use of points to purchase.

This time, he walked directly on the most correct path, drawing on the strengths of others, and spent thirty days deducing the 'Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt' and practicing it to Small Success.

He suddenly discovered that his happiness was gone...

With a large amount of trash thrown all over the floor and stuffing potato chips into her mouth, 'Xiaoyu', who weighed over two hundred pounds, first wiped her eyes and then laughed out loud: "I'm rich, I'm rich... after so long, I've finally encountered a big spender."

【Age 35, you get married; your wife is very beautiful and has a background.】

A figure flashed at the street corner and quickly disappeared.

【Age 51, you secretly invest in hedge funds, make a handsome profit in the stock market, take the opportunity to purge the group's shareholders, and optimize the equity structure...】

【Age 42, Daxin announces the expansion of the Public Security Bureau's establishment and scale.】

The happiness he had accumulated vanished completely, and his obsession also vanished completely...

A sense of self-satisfaction welled up in Feng Ping's heart, and he felt incomparably happy.

Xiaoyu's voice message replied quickly.

'Someone is tailing you?'

However, after adding Spirituality as a catalyst, it had the effect of turning decay into magic.

【Age 37, son is born.】

Feng Ping's eyes were vacant; he felt that his past pursuit of the Tao of martial arts was also gone. Looking back now, he, this martial arts fanatic, seemed like a joke!

'What era is this to still be practicing martial arts?'

"No, with my personality, I should be able to do the best; there are no clues at the scene, but there are too many traces left behind previously... matching records, loan records, conflict records... as long as they investigate seriously, they can always trace it back to me... Sigh, it was better in ancient times."

A short and thin young man brushed past him and suddenly stopped; he had impressive facial features, a pair of eyes that were bright and piercing, yet carried a hint of evil.

This person had a floating gait and dull eyes, looking no different from an ordinary urban youth.

This is also an advantage of modern society; the status of ancient martial arts has declined, and various Secret manuals are uploaded to the internet at will, to be read as much as one wants.

Then, he fell into a deep sleep.

【Age 32, your company goes public, you become a billionaire, you return to your hometown, and announce your entry into the real estate industry...】

Beyond the distant network cables.

【Age 44, your team gains nothing...】

"Um... you must have made a mistake, I'm just an ordinary working youth who occasionally learned a few moves for self-defense..."

Aaron put on his clothes, walked out of the rental apartment, and went to eat and take out the trash.

【Age 31, the biopharmaceutical company you founded begins Series A, B, and C financing... you prepare to take the company public, and your investors cry and beg you not to go public...】

【Age 64, you are attacked by a Mysterious person, you die...】

"In modern society, how bad it is to be fighting and killing..."

Night.

"After adding traditional Hard Qigong, I finally brought it to Small Success... Now, my body's defensive power should have no major problem resisting small-caliber bullets; I barely have a bit of a sense of security."

【Age 53, your team is wiped out; you do not know the reason for this.】

【Age 36, your daughter is born.】

"Ye Rongtian actually lived for several more years... but that's normal; that kind of rich person is too afraid of death, and he probably has more than one backup plan. If he doesn't have my kidney, he'll have someone else's kidney..."

【Age 50, the world trade war begins, your overseas development strategy suffers a major setback, and the group's stock falls...】

Feng Ping's expression suddenly became somewhat fearful, and then...

"Yes, all of them..." Aaron thought for a moment: "I want all the Secret manuals on this website!"

Since the Simulator had already provided the walkthrough, it was only natural to follow the walkthrough.

The next day, Aaron got up early and headed to another city.

In a modern society without extraordinary powers, it is more useful than anything else!

【45 years old, your son starts elementary school, and his teacher tactfully reminds you that he seems not very bright.】

【34 years old, Ye Rongtian's Shanshui Group goes bankrupt, and he jumps off a rooftop... you decide to acquire his company.】

Aaron in the Simulator took many detours, taking fifty days to cultivate the 'Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt' to the Small Success realm.

【30 years old, you invent the molecular formula for a new drug and apply for a patent; you receive your first venture capital investment.】

'And the way he speaks is pleasant...'

Aaron turned around calmly and walked into the supermarket.

【46 years old, you begin to cultivate your illegitimate children.】

The main purpose of Aaron coming to this world is to imprint influence and ensure the success of the Ritual!

Aaron lay on the bed and brought up the Simulator.

"Let's begin!"

Aaron was very satisfied.

He had only just grasped the tail of the extraordinary, and then he was unfortunately attacked and killed.

And the next moment...

The next day.

"However, even with all the money in the world, or fame and success, it is not what I want."

"Hmm, the Ancient Martial Arts of this world seem a bit weak, still stuck at the level of force-generating techniques... let alone Qi, they can't even cultivate internal strength."

So happy!

Feng Ping felt as if he were ascending to heaven, his soul about to leave his body.

This is a circle for Martial Arts enthusiasts, and the website contains a large amount of Ancient Martial Arts data.

Aaron immediately decided to practice martial arts diligently in his rented room first to gain enough power to protect himself.

Feng Ping looked at Aaron's back, a look of suspicion on his face.

【57 years old, the new energy technology of the 'Dapeng Research Institute' achieves a breakthrough.】

A long-cherished wish fulfilled, Great Joy, great pleasure...

"Fists move like pines, blood empty but heart not empty..."

Thirty days later.

【39 years old, your illegitimate child is born.】

As if he had already become the number one in the martial arts world.

"Wait... the me from decades later, having accumulated so much Spirituality, still died... on one hand, it's because the enemy was too powerful, but on the other hand, does it mean my 'Eagle Claw Iron Cloth Shirt', 'Demon Heart Art', and 'Great Bright Fist' have limitations?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Ping's mouth as he turned and walked toward his own rented room.

Aaron laughed and bluffed his way through it.

【56 years old, you encounter a Mysterious attack, and you survive.】

"Even if I integrate 'Iron Shirt Fist' into it, the achievement is still mediocre... I must invest more Spirituality to achieve anything!"

【33 years old, news reports that the Flower Dog gang went to war with another gang, many people died, the impact was very bad, the authorities announced a severe crackdown, and Flower Dog was sentenced to death...】

Aaron could tell that it was 'paranoia'! Extremely terrifying 'paranoia'!

Paranoia toward martial arts!

"Sir, are you an Ancient Martial Arts enthusiast? There aren't many people who like Ancient Martial Arts nowadays. I can give you a twenty percent discount... I wonder how much you want to top up?"

"After all, it is inherently an ordinary thing, how can it become extraordinary? One must add extraordinary factors!"

'Go back, wash up, and sleep; tomorrow go to the construction site to move bricks!'

Feng Ping lost even the interest in practicing martial arts, naturally lost all interest in Aaron, and turned back to his rented room to sleep...

(End of chapter)