Situation

Seeing Liu Qi grinning foolishly, Feng Xue sighed wearily and flicked him on the forehead again:

"Still grinning like an idiot! You're about to get your base raided!"

"Huh!?" Liu Qi didn't react for a moment, and Feng Xue could only sigh:

"Have you ever wondered why your mom suddenly started reading the books you wrote?"

"Because of the contract. When we started our trip, I was preparing for my new book, right? After the book contract was signed, I was traveling again, so the contract was sent to my home."

Liu Qi acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world, but when he saw Feng Xue looking at him like he was an idiot, he immediately became nervous and said:

"Master, what do you mean...?"

"Are you stupid? It's not like you're new to writing books. Has your mother ever looked at your contracts before? Has she ever read your books based on your contracts? You don't even know it's been opened!"

Feng Xue grinned. Before becoming Wu, he was also a writer of Webnovel, and he knew very well what his family's attitude was towards returning the contract.

Unless someone specifically mentions it, who would bother to look up the contract?

Liu Qi finally understood, and his expression immediately turned ugly.

Seeing this, Feng Xue patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Alright, I'll give you a few days off. Go home and visit your family. Call me if anything happens. Don't act impulsively, and don't cause any fatalities."

"Understood!" Liu Qi nodded vigorously and started running towards the city. Feng Xue ignored him and remained sitting there until... Liu Qi completely disappeared from sight.

"In life, we are always inevitably affected!"

With a slight sigh, Feng Xue began to simulate a set of martial arts techniques in her mind.

This is not a martial art he created himself, nor is it a divine skill manual from the catalog of Peerless Martial Art, but rather... Liu Qi's personal creation.

Or to be more precise, it is his Martial Way True Form.

In fact, Feng Xue herself was astonished when she saw the Electric Dragon that had materialized out of thin air.

Although he was the one who established the definition of "[Martial]" in this world, and he could theoretically create any function that he subconsciously believed martial arts should have, he never expected that Liu Qi, a novice who had only been practicing martial arts for half a year, would actually condense the Martial Way True Form that he had only mentioned briefly!

Keep in mind, Feng Xue herself hasn't even condensed it yet!

What he used to appease Liu Qi was a facade created with his authority, but Liu Qi's Electric Dragon was a genuine Martial Way Will!

Although the Electric Dragon has a cyberpunk appearance, Feng Xue, with the help of her [Martial] authority, can see that the core of this Martial Way True Form is actually just "survival," or "staying alive."

As for the Electric Dragon, it's just that Liu Qi himself was making a meme and associated this image with survival. If it were a different masked character, the Martial Way True Form might Jackie Chan.

Feng Xue studied this Martial Way True Form not for a handsome "back spirit" or out of a superficial desire not to be surpassed by his disciple, but because this thing could fill the last gap in his skills.

The Martial Way True Form is a phantom that erupts from the ultimate condensation of one's will. This means it has the effect of compressing and condensing will. If branching consciousness is compressed using the Martial Way True Form, could it allow the consciousness to pass through the protective shell of the "dice" and be directly compressed and condensed inside, thereby improving the efficiency of immersion?

For the past six months, Liu Qi has been by her side. His path of martial arts is no secret to Feng Xue. From the moment he started practicing Breathing Techniques, various skills and insights have flowed through Feng Xue's mind. He extracted the parts that might involve the Martial Way True Form and made combinations to try to find the right pairings.

Ultimately, all of Liu Qi's skills were learned by Feng Xue herself, so there was no barrier to combining them. The only problem was the efficiency of trial and error.

... at the same time...

In Victoria, at MI9 headquarters, roars echoed from the offices. Agents passing by in the corridor exchanged bewildered glances. One newcomer couldn't help but ask curiously:

"What happened?"

"All twelve comparison groups failed. The higher-ups suspect that the manual brought back from Yan Country is a fake." The veteran agent shrugged, but there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"But isn't that a primary school textbook from Yan Country?" the newcomer asked, looking completely bewildered. The veteran detective calmly nodded.

"Yes, the product is definitely genuine, but the comparison group couldn't get it right, so they said it wasn't suitable for Caucasians and asked the research unit to revise it. After the research unit finished its study, it couldn't find a starting point, so it said it needed help from the medical unit. The medical unit couldn't understand it, so it made excuses that there weren't enough samples... In the end, the responsibility was passed down layer by layer, and it became that we made something wrong."

"Actually, everyone knows this matter is definitely related to some strange or Magical Item, but saying it out loud means there was a problem with the decision-making. The higher-ups don't want to take the blame, so they can only find someone to take it. It's standard procedure; you'll get used to it. Just wait and see. Once the commotion over there is over, the director will probably issue a new task, and I guess it will be..."

Before the words were finished, the roar in the office stopped abruptly. Then, the director's secretary rushed out of the office, saying as he walked:

"All elite agents and department heads, assemble in Conference Room Three!"

In the reception room of the CSA (Colombia Bureau of Paranormal Investigations) headquarters in Colombia, a bald, middle-aged man and a somewhat aged-looking gentleman sat at opposite ends of a coffee table.

"Mr. William, you should be aware of our need for that technology," the CSA director stated solemnly, his tone carrying a hint of threat. Williams, however, calmly sipped his coffee and said indifferently:

"Federal law stipulates that private property is sacred and inviolable, and even the president of the federal government has no right to demand that we donate it free of charge."

"We're not asking you to donate, it's just..."

"No, sir, your request is tantamount to a donation. If you really need it, I can provide some ghosts or Magical Item, but technology... that's not something money can buy." Although William was no longer young, his aura remained strong. Faced with such a powerful capitalist, the CSA director couldn't use his authority to coerce him and could only sigh.

"Those ghosts have too short lifespans; a small sample size is simply not enough to complete the plan!"

"Excuse my bluntness, but even if you acquire the technology, it's the same, because this isn't a method that can be 'industrialized.' If it's just about lifespan, why don't you just capture the anomalies directly?"

William spoke casually, and the bureau chief immediately frowned and said:

"Those anomalies have already become bizarre and are no longer suitable as the core of the 'Super Serum Project.' We need pure ghosts. We need to... Oh, shit! You tricked me!"

William's face showed a hint of regret. Although his lucky son had figured out a way to reliably produce ghosts, the Williams family did not have the ability to capture or imprison the supernatural. Therefore, he came in person when the CSA made a deal with him.

The changes in Yan have already attracted the attention of Colombia. Anyone with a little inside knowledge should understand what they're up to by producing Superhero movies in recent months with almost no regard for cost.

Ultimately, however, propaganda is just a means to an end; to truly generate power, one still needs Magical Item or strange phenomena.

Judging from what this bald man said, ghosts seem to be more useful than monsters?

"It looks like we'll have to recruit a batch of teachers from the school for the deaf and mute..." Old William thought to himself, then suddenly paused slightly—

"I remember Jeston set up a fund to help disabled children in order to avoid taxes... Oh, has my son used all his talents to exchange for luck?!"

Why did martial arts become so popular in Yan Kingdom so quickly...?

Because the Weird Tale that "everyone in Yan Kingdom knows martial arts"!

Therefore, as long as one is from Yan, it is easy for them to reach the level of "knowing" martial arts; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to say they "know everything."

To be specific, we need to start with why foreigners have the perception that "Yan Country People Know Martial Arts."

If we're talking about the origin, it's definitely martial arts stars like Bruce Lee. Compared to those who opened martial arts schools, bringing kung fu to the screen is undoubtedly the key turning point in this understanding.

A few martial arts stars might give people the impression that "this person knows kung fu," but what truly made that impression become "all people in Yan know kung fu" was the subsequent massive, saturated bandwagon effect. This is because the old film model meant that as long as a subject matter became popular, all film companies would follow suit and do their best to squeeze every last drop of popularity out of that subject matter.

This applies to zombie movies, gambling movies, and kung fu movies as well.

I remember watching a modern kung fu movie before (don't bother looking for it, it was a terrible movie). The movie was set in a martial arts village in Yan country, where everyone knew martial arts, and even a few-year-old child could jump over a speeding car.

There were many similar films in that era, most of which were so bad that even finding a source for them was impossible.

Then the problem arises: with masters like Bruce Lee setting an example, foreigners will naturally assume that "martial arts stars all have real kung fu skills." Then, the saturation of bad movies will create the impression that "even these bad movies have so many Martial Arts Masters," thus evolving into the idea that "Yan Country People Know Martial Arts."