One Month Later

[Simulation begins!]

[You were dazed for a moment, then continued cultivating Genetic Force in peace.]

[Throughout October, your physical fitness improved at an astonishing rate.]

[By the end of the month, your punch strength had reached 287,534 kilograms, and you had officially become a High War God martial artist.]

[Only in November did the rate at which your Genetic Force improved gradually level off. You knew that the residual medicinal effects in your body had been completely absorbed.]

[December 1, 2056. Today is the agreed date for the second clause of the contract.]

[Unfortunately, your force amplitude did not reach five times, and neither your movement technique nor your spear technique had reached the Artistic Conception level.]

[Although the second reward clause has expired, the remaining clauses are still valid.]

[But you knew perfectly well that if you could not even fulfill the second condition, fulfilling the third within just three months was basically a dream.]

[You were somewhat discouraged and shut yourself inside the training room. However, you did not lose your fighting spirit because of this. You merely used even stricter training to regain your original confidence.]

[Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was March 1, 2057. Sure enough, even after three months of high-intensity training, you still failed to meet the conditions for the second reward.]

[Training requires a proper balance between tension and relaxation. Keeping yourself wound tight all the time is not particularly beneficial to cultivation. These words Yang Hui brought you one day in April gave you much to think about.]

[You walked out of the training room, only to encounter an acquaintance at the Elite Training Camp. It turned out that Luo Feng had successfully passed the B-rank examination at the end of March and officially entered the Elite Training Camp.]

[You were very happy, because throughout the entire Elite Training Camp, aside from Envoy Yang Hui, who had brought you here, you basically had no friends you could talk to.]

[Of course, this was also related to your own behavior and personality. Since you frequently secluded yourself in the training room, you naturally had no opportunity to make other friends.]

[Among the people you knew at the Elite Training Camp were several friends from China: Shi Jiang, Zhao Ruo, Chu Qiang, Jiang Fang...]

[Time passed quickly, and soon it was June 1...]

[Alright, although the contract rewards were tempting, you had to know your limits. You decided to give up on the reward clauses in the contract and return to your normal training routine.]

[Yet it was precisely through this balance of relaxation and exertion that you gained some insight into spear techniques and began to touch upon the threshold of Artistic Conception.]

[Perhaps all you needed was a moment of enlightenment or a flash of inspiration for your spear technique realm to completely break through to the Artistic Conception level.]

[In August, something major happened. Your good brother Luo Feng suddenly became the Inspector of Jiangnan Base City. That day, you stared dumbfounded as he landed an intelligent flying fighter in front of you.]

[At that moment, you were deeply shaken!]

[In September, the deadline stipulated by the reward contract finally came to an end. Patrol Inspector Wang, who oversaw the Elite Training Camp, suddenly summoned you and asked where you wished to be assigned.]

[With your High War God-level strength, you could choose to become an Inspector in a base city, remain at the Elite Training Camp as an instructor, or enter Limit Martial Hall's Special Operations Group.]

[Of the three choices, becoming an Inspector was what you wanted most. However, Luo Feng was already in Jiangnan Base City, and you did not want to go to another base city.]

[In the end, you chose to remain at the Elite Training Camp as an instructor.]

[And so, your relationship with Yang Hui and Jiang Fang grew increasingly close. The three of you formed the Golden Iron Triangle and earned a formidable reputation among the training camp instructors.]

[In September, you were invited to attend Luo Feng's inauguration banquet as Inspector. However, just as the banquet was about to end, a Level One beast tide suddenly erupted in the Southeast Sea Region.]

[All the War God-level experts present rushed to the Southeast Sea Region to help resist the beast tide.]

[During this time, you overwhelmed the Thunder Martial Hall Inspector with your powerful strength, and your fame surged for a time.]

[At the end of September, Luo Feng suddenly came to find you. He had decided to enter the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins and asked that, should anything happen to him, you would help look after his family.]

[Three months later, Luo Feng had still not emerged from the Ancient Civilization Ruins. Some people outside were even spreading rumors that he had already fallen, but you did not believe it. You waited for Limit Martial Hall's death notification.]

[The new replaced the old.]

[In March 2058, the Elite Training Camp began its new term and welcomed a new batch of students, while some students who had been there for five years were forcibly graduated.]

[Luo Feng still had not emerged from the ruins, but at the Elite Training Camp, you awaited a special disciple.]

[Looking at the little fat boy before you, you could not help but sigh. Money really was a wonderful thing—even a training camp slot could be bought.]

[The little fat boy's arrival gave you a new hobby: training him...]

[Time trickled by, and several months slowly passed. During this period, your spear technique realm naturally broke through to the Artistic Conception level.]