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"My Martial Artist identity certification was revoked?"
Jiang Fu's face darkened.
This was definitely the work of those two bastards, Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia!
Generally speaking,
after a Martial Artist died, to prevent others from misusing their identity information,
the Martial Artist Guild would revoke the identity information of the deceased Martial Artist.
A few days ago,
Jiang Fu had been lying in a hospital bed, with his Qi-Blood Value reduced to single digits.
He had been practically indistinguishable from a corpse.
And Guo Fangdong and Ge Yanxia were Jiang Fu's nominal guardians.
They really did have the authority to revoke Jiang Fu's Martial Artist identity on his behalf.
If Jiang Fu's Martial Artist identity had remained active, then even if he had suffered severe injuries and become an ordinary person,
he would still have received the Martial Artist Guild's annual subsidy.
But now that his Martial Artist identity had been revoked,
even though Jiang Fu had survived, he no longer had access to the Martial Artist subsidy.
"However, once a Martial Artist's identity information has been revoked, they can undergo certification again."
Jiang Fu recalled the relevant requirements for Martial Artist identity certification from his memories.
"But my Qi-Blood Value is only 70 right now, so I don't meet the standards for becoming a Martial Artist again..."
Jiang Fu felt a headache coming on.
This world
looked peaceful on the surface,
but that only applied to the cities where humans lived.
The Wilderness outside the cities was this world's true face.
...In fact, even the cities themselves couldn't be called absolutely safe.
No matter how tight the defenses were, there would always be loopholes.
There were countless cases of Mutated Beasts or Realm Beasts invading cities through special means and slaughtering people.
Ordinary people...
or rather, ordinary people from the civilian class,
were flowers raised in a greenhouse.
Under normal circumstances, they had no permission to leave the cities.
Only Martial Artists certified by the Martial Artist Guild had the qualifications to leave the cities and enter the Wilderness.
At that moment,
Jiang Fu had entered a dead end.
Having his Martial Artist identity revoked
and being unable to use the Martial Artist Forum was a minor issue; being unable to enter the Wilderness Area was the serious one!
For Jiang Fu now,
entering the Wilderness Area and hunting Mutated Beasts
was the fastest way to make money.
"Or... I could use my identity as a Psychic Master to register as a Martial Artist."
"The Martial Artist Guild can definitely answer my questions about Psychic Masters..."
"But being a Psychic Master is my trump card..."
The instant this thought appeared,
Jiang Fu slapped himself across the face.
"My trump card is Multiply by Ten, not being a Psychic Master!"
"My life is almost over. Why am I still worrying about this?"
Jiang Fu closed the entrance to the Martial Artist Forum.
Having thought of that,
he continued browsing the webpages,
looking into the things he wanted to know.
Martial Artists, the Martial Artist Guild, the Wilderness Area, Mutated Beasts, Realm Beasts...
And this world.
About half an hour later,
he closed the webpages.
Combining the original owner's memories with the information online,
Jiang Fu now had a general understanding of this world.
"In Martial Artist circles, Psychic Masters hold a status lower than Sequence Martial Artists but higher than ordinary Martial Artists!"
"If that's the case, I'll register as a Martial Artist under the identity of a Psychic Master!"
Jiang Fu was just about to take a deep breath
when he suddenly thought of something.
He then left the third floor as fast as he could.
Only after arriving in the living room did he let out a long sigh of relief.
"First, I should find something to eat."
Jiang Fu swept his Spirit Power across the first floor.
Finally, he found several pieces of dry bread in the refrigerator in the first-floor kitchen.
"I can't afford to be so squeamish anymore."
"If I can't even endure this bit of disgust, then entering the Wilderness Area will only lead to my death!"
Jiang Fu sat on the Sofa.
He chewed on the dry bread while thinking about what to do next.
"Right! There's one more thing that needs to be multiplied by ten."
All of a sudden,
Jiang Fu's mind stirred.
He remembered the scene at the hospital earlier, when Guo Xiaofeng had charged into him.
Jiang Fu had dodged Guo Xiaofeng's frontal collision,
but he hadn't managed to evade the shove.
In fact, with Jiang Fu's current Quasi-Martial Artist physique, he should have been able to dodge that shove completely.
But he hadn't anticipated Guo Xiaofeng's shove at all.
His body hadn't been able to make the corresponding evasive movement.
Neural reaction speed!
"That's right. Neural reaction speed. It has to be faster!"
The body's reactions and the Spirit Power's reactions were both restricted by neural reaction speed.
If his neural reaction speed was insufficient, then even the strongest Spirit Power would be useless.
"I couldn't even dodge that idiot Guo Xiaofeng's collision and shove. If I face a Mutated Beast, forget killing it—even staying alive will be difficult!"
"Neural reaction speed multiplied by ten, lasting three days!"
The next instant,
Jiang Fu's body trembled slightly.
He felt that everything his eyes saw and his Spirit Power sensed
seemed...
to have slowed down.
"It's not that the world has slowed down. My reaction speed has increased!"
Jiang Fu's eyes lit up.
"I'll slowly figure out and learn the rest."
Whether in his previous life or this one, Jiang Fu had no combat experience whatsoever.
But he could figure things out and learn them gradually.
Now,
Jiang Fu was a Psychic Master.
He didn't need to face Mutated Beasts head-on like ordinary Martial Artists.
He only needed to hide in some dark corner and play the Sixth Brother.
Jiang Fu swallowed the bread in his mouth.
Then he took another gulp of cold water.
"I'll go to the Martial Artist Guild first and recertify my Martial Artist identity!"
With that thought,
he stood up.
"Wait... How do I get to the Martial Artist Guild?"
Jiang Fu scratched his short hair.
Bin City had thirteen major districts.
Each district had a Safe Exit leading to the Wilderness.
The Martial Artist Guilds of the thirteen districts were all located beside those thirteen Safe Exits.
They guarded the Safe Exits and prevented Mutated Beasts from invading through them.
The original owner had visited a Safe Exit twice.
The first time had been to undergo Martial Artist identity certification at the Martial Artist Guild.
The second time had been to head to the Wilderness Area.
"The Safe Exit seems quite far from the Blue Shore Manor Residential Area."
Although Jiang Fu enjoyed the feeling of walking,
he didn't want to waste time traveling and finding his way.
Jiang Fu frowned.
Then he spread out his Spirit Power.
He searched through the villa inch by inch.
"Found it!"
The next instant,
his Spirit Power stirred slightly.
Seven one-yuan coins floated out from a corner of the villa's living room.
Jiang Fu carefully examined the coins.
Their size, weight, and material
were almost the same as the one-yuan coins from his previous life.
"Thankfully, the coins don't have serial numbers or anything like that."
Jiang Fu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Multiply by Ten!"
Clatter!
The next moment,
the seven coins
directly became seventy coins.
They split into two batches and entered the pockets of Jiang Fu's school uniform trousers.
"Seventy yuan should be enough to take a taxi, right?"
Jiang Fu stood in the first-floor living room.
He searched carefully for quite a while longer.
In the end, a small Fruit Knife floated out from the kitchen.
Jiang Fu stared at the Fruit Knife before him.
"Strength multiplied by ten!"
"Hardness multiplied by ten!"
"Toughness multiplied by ten!"
"Sharpness multiplied by ten!"
"...Quality multiplied by ten!"
Bzzz—
As his voice fell,
the ordinary, unremarkable Fruit Knife
let out a soft hum.
A strange radiance flashed across its surface.
It had already been reborn.
Jiang Fu's Spirit Power stirred lightly.
Swish—
The Fruit Knife turned into a blurred streak.
It skimmed across the marble coffee table in the center of the living room.
Boom!
The next moment,
the marble coffee table split in two.
It crashed onto the floor of the villa's living room.
The cut was smooth and even.
Jiang Fu watched the Fruit Knife floating back in front of him with great satisfaction.
He tucked it into the sleeve of his school uniform.
Jiang Fu glanced at the wall clock again.
1:17 p.m.
Then he started walking and left through the villa's main door.
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