The letter ended there.
Lu Xuan felt a jumble of emotions after reading it.
He had never expected that a single choice could trigger so many chain reactions.
Judging from the letter's contents,
If he chose to take out a loan, his family being torn apart and his loved ones dying would be inevitable.
Of course, now that he knew what would happen, he might be able to take out the loan while avoiding some dangers. But the pressure of the loan would be immense, leaving him no time to consider anything else.
Besides, he already knew the risks of choosing that path. Why would he choose it again?
"No need to take out a loan."
"This future will mentioned a lot of important information."
Lu Xuan pondered it carefully.
Future Mail was equivalent to giving him part of the information from the future.
Although it was not enough to let him change everything—or even wake his parents—it had already allowed him to see a different life.
Until he received a second will, choosing the other path was definitely the right decision.
It would greatly reduce his pressure.
At the very least, it would help him avoid making more mistakes.
"According to what the letter says..." Lu Xuan lowered his head and analyzed its contents. "If I die in the future because of a choice I make now, I'll receive another letter. But so far, I've only received one. That means following the martial artist into danger won't be enough to kill me."
"Besides, the letter told me to seize the opportunity to become a martial artist."
Those words sent him deep into thought.
If he cultivated, he could naturally become a martial artist. He might not become a high-level martial artist, but becoming an ordinary one was still possible.
But scholars needed wealth, and martial artists needed even more.
To cultivate, he first needed money, resources, and connections.
In other words, he had to study and enter a high-level martial arts university.
For a rogue cultivator to climb to the heavens was nothing but a fool's dream.
But... that had been true of the Lu Xuan of the past.
The Lu Xuan of today was not without hope!
He could receive the inheritance left by his future death.
That was his greatest resource and support. It meant he could learn certain events in advance, avoid dangerous people, and seize resources before they emerged.
In any case, it was his future self who would die first.
As long as he avoided certain death, why couldn't he reach the summit?
"Whoosh!" Lu Xuan exhaled heavily and clenched his fists. "What my future self said was right. If I don't become a martial artist, I'll remain an ant forever."
Only martial artists had the qualifications to enjoy resources.
If he were already a martial artist, how could his parents have lain in hospital beds for five years?
And how could his younger sister have been schemed against while breaking through?
At that thought, Lu Xuan's gaze became incomparably resolute. "I'll do it!"
"Before that, I need to sort out the useful information."
After analyzing the information in the will, Lu Xuan began compiling the useful intelligence brought by the future will.
1. Do not take out a loan.
2. There is a problem with Monster Potion Company's products. They must never be used.
3. My younger sister's classmate is highly suspicious. During the period when she is breaking through to become a martial artist, I absolutely must not let that person get close to her.
4. On May 6, a monster in the monster-clearing warehouse will revive just before death.
5. In Ruins City near Satellite City No. 3 of Jinling City, a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Item will appear in the pharmacy numbered 007 in Building 3. It is the key to narrowing the gap between me and martial artists.
Wait!
Lu Xuan abruptly raised his head. "Isn't today May 6?"
This is bad!
"Ahhh—!"
"The monster's alive again!"
"Help me..."
Almost the instant the thought formed, terrified screams rang out from the workshop.
Wooooo—!
Roar!
Alarms blared, mixed with the monster's snarls.
Lu Xuan hurriedly rose and rushed out of the corner. Everywhere he looked, there was no one left. The factory workers had already fled, leaving only the revived Night Tiger roaring and destroying everything in its path.
"Damn!" His face went deathly pale.
A tiger's head ahead, an alley behind.
Lu Xuan found himself caught between a rock and a hard place.
The Night Tiger's nose twitched as it sensed his presence.
It turned its head.
"Roar!"
The Night Tiger snarled and pounced before giving him any chance to react.
Lu Xuan was horrified. He had never seen anything like this.
At the moment of life and death, he fled on instinct and threw himself aside, narrowly dodging the fatal attack.
Although the Night Tiger had come back to life, it was injured. Upon landing, it staggered and swayed, unable to stand steadily.
Seeing this, information from the email surfaced in Lu Xuan's mind.
[Bright light counters the Night Tiger!]
"Huff, huff..."
He grabbed the railing beside him and hauled himself up. Before the Night Tiger could steady itself, he ran three steps and two strides to a workstation, then snatched up a work lamp and swung it at the beast.
The lamp could adjust the strength of its light.
Lu Xuan immediately turned it up to maximum.
Whoosh—the light was as bright as day.
The Night Tiger was like a sewer rat exposed to sunlight. Blood streamed from its eyes.
It lost its vision.
Roaring, it charged blindly in every direction.
Its massive body knocked over the workshop tools before finally plunging headfirst into the meat grinder.
"Roar!"
Amid its shriek, half the Night Tiger's head was ground into minced flesh.
Thud! Lu Xuan collapsed to the floor, gasping for air.
Soon,
alarms began blaring outside the factory. Lu Xuan suddenly came to his senses. "Damn, I almost forgot!"
He grabbed the electric beast-cleaving saw and charged toward the Night Tiger.
Future Mail had mentioned a piece of information: there was a bead in the mutated Night Tiger's abdominal cavity.
It would be auctioned for the sky-high price of two billion!
Wooooo!
The alarms thundered.
"Make way!"
The Martial Artist Security Team responsible for clearing the monsters rushed over.
Although the warehouse only held low-level monsters, they could slaughter ordinary people as easily as butchering chickens.
If they were one second too slow, the entire workshop would be finished.
But just as the security team charged into the workshop,
there was no blood-soaked Asura scene. In the chaotic workshop, the Night Tiger had already vanished.
All that remained was a young man standing beside the meat grinder...
Lu Xuan stood there with the electric saw in hand, drenched in blood.
Beside him lay half a Night Tiger, shredded to pieces.
"The Night Tiger... is dead?"
The security team captain widened his eyes in disbelief.
The group surrounded Lu Xuan and exclaimed, "You killed it?"
"I was too frightened at the time..."
"I thought it was a cat."
"I..."
Lu Xuan had no idea what excuse to make. By the time he came back to himself,
he was already in the break room.
"Well done!"
The security team captain gave Lu Xuan a thumbs-up. "I never expected that, despite not even being a martial artist, you could kill a low-level Night Tiger."
"Pure luck!"
Lu Xuan scratched his head.
"Regardless, you resolved a crisis."
The security team captain took out a stack of envelopes. "This is the warehouse's reward for you. Twenty thousand Federal Coins in total."
"Huh?"
Lu Xuan left the monster-clearing warehouse in a daze.
Everything that had happened today felt like a dream.
Future Mail.
The Night Tiger's revival.
Killing the Night Tiger.
His mind was completely blank.
But there was one piece of good news: he had gotten off work early.
Monster-clearing warehouses and factories were generally located in the outer city. Humans lived in the inner city, and the two areas were not far apart. A few minutes on the bus was enough to get there.
5:00 p.m.
After visiting his parents, Lu Xuan went straight home.
His home was quite far from the city center, leaning more toward the outer city. The paint was peeling badly, making it look like a relic from the last century. The two-bedroom apartment was just enough for him and his younger sister to live in. Its one advantage was the cheap rent—only 2,200 Federal Coins a month.
Lu Xuan put the monster meat he had bought into the refrigerator, waiting to eat it with his sister when she returned.
He had heard that eating this stuff raw produced better results.
After taking a hot shower,
Lu Xuan sat down on the living-room sofa.
Only now did his mind finally have time to relax.
He sorted through everything that had happened that day.
"I never expected Future Mail to be real."
He placed the 20,000 Federal Coins and the bead from inside the Night Tiger on the table.
Then he looked toward Future Mail.
It was real!
Everything was real!
Lu Xuan was incredibly excited. In one day, he had obtained 20,000 Federal Coins and a mysterious bead.
At that moment,
he was filled with hope for Future Mail.
As long as he avoided the wrong choices,
he no longer had to worry about his parents never waking up,
nor did he need to fear his sister being schemed against!
Because he could rely on Future Mail to grow stronger!
Lu Xuan's back, originally bent beneath the weight of life, straightened. His dejected emotions burned anew.
Future Mail was his guide for avoiding pitfalls.
That mistaken life would never happen to him.
His blood surged with excitement.
"Whoosh—calm down!"
Lu Xuan forced himself to calm down and reached for the bead.
It was golden, with a faint luster shimmering across its surface.
It was exceptionally warm.
Lu Xuan's eyes shone. "This tiny bead sold for two billion Federal Coins at auction?"
What exactly was this?
"If I sell this to a martial artist company, could I earn several hundred million? Then my sister's cultivation and my parents' illness could both be taken care of?"
The more Lu Xuan thought about it, the more excited he became.
That was two billion Federal Coins—even a martial artist would find it incredibly difficult to possess that much.
Almost the instant he made up his mind—
Ding ding ding!
The mailbox in front of him flashed red, and a giant exclamation mark bounced.
[Sender: Lu Xuan]
[Email Type: Inheritance]
[Recipient: Lu Xuan]
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