You two rush ahead to the nearest, most recently dumped mountain of garbage.
It was the dead of night, and rats, cockroaches, and all sorts of crawling insects were starting to appear. You silently spread your colorless true energy from the soles of your feet to your thighs.
[Squeaks and screams, along with various bursting sounds, could be heard intermittently from beneath my feet.]
[Looking at the blood and insect scum on Xu Wen's feet, you feel a chill run down your spine and a wave of nausea: "Luckily, I managed to cultivate during the day and release some energy, otherwise this whole night would have been disgusting."]
"The starting point I chose for this retraining was terrible!"
[But you still grit your teeth and persevere. You chose the hard mode yourself. You're already like the famous fantasy character Luo X, with multiple stat boosts and inexhaustible resources. Repeatedly achieving the perfect life would be too unchallenging.]
Cheating software will severely shorten the lifespan of a game and greatly diminish the enjoyment of life.
[In your past life, you often saw TV dramas where a rich second-generation heir, overshadowed by his powerful father, angrily chose to run away to prove himself.]
"I think that's just being a jerk."
You're the same way now.
"..."
That means they've gotten used to a comfortable life and need to find some challenges for themselves.
“It’s you, not me. I’m not used to this.”
That's a kind of "rich man's disease," and now you've become a level above even the rich people you used to hate, suffering from this "how lonely it is to be invincible" disease of the strong.
Yun Shou: "...I have nothing to say."
He defended himself: "Uh... at least I, as a strong person, would take care of the weak when I encounter them?"
Imagine if he were working hard, and a rich kid came along to experience life and said, "Even though my dad has hundreds of houses, I still have to screw in screws to prove myself."
He'll think you're just putting on airs and will run away after a month, right?
But when the rich second generation treats everyone to milk tea and meals after work, and even leads everyone towards a happy future of buying houses, cars, and having millions in savings.
"Of course, we acknowledge his challenge to himself and hope that there will be more and more good people like him around us."
The mountain paths of Garbage Mountain are much more difficult to traverse than normal mountain paths. Although Xu Wen's sixth-level Qi cultivation level cannot provide even 1% of his strength, his years of hunting in this area have honed his physique accordingly.
Over the course of an hour, you steadily followed behind him, covering six or seven kilometers to reach the nearest location.
[Xu Wen was about to act when he suddenly looked at you: "Boss, do you... still remember how to use the power of manipulation?"]
"Uh, you should be able to manipulate things now, right?" He realized he had overlooked this point and forgotten to ask about your cultivation level.
You nodded, and a bright yellow aura of manipulating energy emerged from your hand, gleaming with a beautiful, jade-like luster.
"Crystal Realm!?" Xu Wen was stunned. He never expected that the boy who saved his life and whom he had picked up from the junkyard would have such a high level!
[Only after reaching the four levels of Qi, Liquid, Crystal, and Force can one attain the realm of "Exoskeleton Master," capable of manipulating exoskeletons!]
"A 16-year-old Crystal Realm cultivator..." He was almost frantic, nearly losing the ability to speak. He was nearly 18 and only at the sixth level of the Qi Realm.
The graduation requirement for Starshine School is only the ninth level of the Qi Realm. Reaching the Liquid Realm makes one an outstanding graduate, and the Crystal Realm... means one can compete for a spot to fly to the Holy Land's airspace!
You slap him and say, "Stop yelling! What were you trying to say?"
"Uh, it's about using your manipulating power to touch those metal scraps." He calmed down and explained, "It's the most convenient and fastest way to find treasure. Each time the trash is dropped, it contains some pilot equipment, which are also the most valuable items."
"From a small toothbrush to a broken exoskeleton, even though their structures are old or broken, they can still generate a faint sensation when they come into contact with the released power of manipulation."
"These treasures are trash to the Holy Land Lord, but we can repair them to some extent and restore them to some use—even if we can't repair them, the materials after dismantling them are still quite valuable."
As he spoke, Xu Wen extended a wisp of white, ethereal power from his fingertip, stretching out like a phantom white snake.
The white snake lightly touched a piece of scrap metal, but quickly moved away and reached for a piece of metal nearby.
After searching the surrounding area without finding anything, the white snake burrowed into the gaps in the trash and began to stretch and extend inwards.
"The capabilities of different systems do indeed vary greatly."
[You watch from behind. A Qi Realm Level Six cultivator is equivalent to the weakest second-rate martial artist, yet that martial artist, with their internal energy enhanced in their hands, can break thick wood and shatter stones, but cannot project it outwards.]
Even at the level of a first-rate martial artist, their internal energy can only be projected a few meters outwards before dissipating.
[However, Xu Wen's strength extended outwards by a full six meters!]
"If the Daoist who manipulates the machine were to rebuild the Venerable Origin System, then even when he was still a second-rate cultivator, he could release his internal energy outwards, like a whip, strangling an enemy several meters away."
"They could even sneak in through the crack without opening the door, creating a locked-room murder, leaving absolutely no evidence."
"Where did I see this before?" Yun Shou scratched his head. "Chinese characters don't appear in foreign detective novels."
"Because of the stereotype that Christy was on an empty stomach, if a Chinese person were present, the way the deceased was killed might be that she was shot from a distance without a murder weapon, and the perpetrator could jump over the three-meter-high wall and escape, creating an alibi."
"If it's assumed that someone knows kung fu, and can commit murder using unbelievable methods... then detective work becomes a joke."
A minute later, Xu Wen stood up from the pile of garbage with a look of joy on his face: "Found it! About three meters inside, there's a piece of metal that absorbed some of my manipulating power!"
He began to retrieve the small white snakes that had emerged from his fingertips.
[With a chop of your hand, you sever his snake in half, cutting it in two. The approximately one-meter-long snake's power was disconnected from Xu Wen and rapidly dissipated in the air.]
"Hey, what are you doing!"
He crowed like a rooster.
"Do you know that just now used up at least one-fifth of my mana! That means my harvest tonight will be one-fifth less, one-fifth!"
You remained silent, giving the little white snake a disdainful glance.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, a massive yellow python, a thousand times thicker than the little white snake, shot out from his right arm!
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