The Appointment

When Yang Wu saw the three rewards, he finally understood just how powerful his golden finger was.

As long as he chose one of them, he would immediately gain strength far beyond what he had now.

Without hesitation, Yang Wu chose the first one.

For him, improving his physical fitness was the most important thing.

With a higher level of strength, he could achieve better results in the upcoming combat assessment. That would allow him to secure better terms when joining another faction.

The next moment, Yang Wu suddenly felt a powerful, mysterious force appear within him and instantly spread throughout his body. With its help, every cell in his body rapidly transformed, and his physical fitness improved at an astonishing rate.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Wu had become a martial artist at the Advanced Warrior Level!

"So it worked?"

Yang Wu threw a punch and felt the unbelievable power coursing through his body. His heart surged with excitement.

"Advanced Warrior Level. I made it!"

At that moment, Yang Wu completely abandoned all his previous plans.

"Leaning on someone else's strength?"

"I'm the powerhouse now!"

With his golden finger, Yang Wu was ready to experience the wonders of this boundless universe for himself!

"The key is figuring out the conditions for activating this Simulator!"

That was the first question Yang Wu thought of once he had calmed down.

Only by simulating again and again could he keep breaking through and growing stronger!

With that in mind, Yang Wu carefully examined the system panel before him, hoping to figure out the conditions for a simulation.

But other than the number of available simulations changing to zero, nothing else on the Simulator panel had changed.

What were the conditions for activating the Simulator?

Yang Wu pondered silently.

The Time Simulator!

Could its activation condition be time? Yang Wu suddenly understood.

But how long did he have to wait before he could activate it again?

One month!

As soon as the thought crossed Yang Wu's mind, an answer came to him from somewhere deep within.

A month wasn't especially long, but it wasn't short, either.

"For now, all I can do is wait patiently," Yang Wu thought.

Just then, Yang Wu's Communication Watch suddenly rang.

He picked up the communicator and glanced at the caller information. A complicated look crossed his face.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Wu answered. "Brother Wang!"

The caller was Wang Zijin, the owner of the bar where Yang Wu worked.

"Wu!" Wang Zijin said with a cheerful laugh. "I heard you passed the Quasi-Warrior Assessment. Congratulations! I've booked a table full of delicious food for you at the HR Alliance Mall to celebrate. You have to do me the honor of coming!"

Wang Zijin sounded even more enthusiastic than before.

That was because warriors and ordinary people belonged to entirely different social classes! Having passed the Quasi-Warrior Assessment, Yang Wu had already taken one step into high society.

"The Wang Family really does have a lot of influence," Yang Wu thought after hearing Wang Zijin's words.

Yang Wu had only just passed the Quasi-Warrior Assessment. He hadn't even received his Quasi-Martial Artist certificate yet, and the result hadn't been recorded in his citizen identity information.

Yet Wang Zijin, merely a member of a collateral branch of the Wang Family, had learned about Yang Wu's passing in no time.

"Wu?" Wang Zijin called out, puzzled when he received no answer.

Yang Wu came back to himself. "The HR Alliance Mall, right? No problem! Give me a moment, Brother Wang. I'll be there soon!"

After thinking it over briefly, Yang Wu decided to accept the invitation.

For one thing, although Yang Wu no longer intended to join the Wang Family, Wang Zijin had treated him well.

For another, Yang Wu was curious to see what kind of offer Wang Zijin might make.

"Good. I'll be waiting for you, Wu!" Wang Zijin said politely over the phone.

After hanging up, Yang Wu told his family where he was going, then headed straight to the HR Alliance Mall.

In the main urban district of Jiangnan Base City stood a skyscraper eighty-eight stories tall. The two English letters "HR" gleamed brightly on its exterior. A beautiful plaza and the largest fountain in all of Jiangnan Base City surrounded the first floor of the tower. More than a thousand armed soldiers patrolled the plaza, forbidding outsiders from setting foot inside.

Passersby who walked by stared at the skyscraper with curiosity and envy.

Most ordinary people in Jiangnan Base City never set foot inside it in their entire lives!

"Beep!"

An electronic chime sounded.

The soldiers on guard and on patrol immediately stepped aside. A military off-road vehicle bearing the letters "HR" drove up and stopped outside the skyscraper's entrance hall.

The driver's door swung open, and a middle-aged man with short hair quickly climbed out.

The man went to the rear passenger door, opened it, and helped a young man with a hideous scar across his face out of the vehicle.

"Mr. Yang, we've arrived at the HR Alliance Mall. The boss is waiting for you inside," the middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Thank you."

Yang Wu stepped out of the vehicle and thanked him.

If Wang Zijin hadn't sent someone to pick him up, it wouldn't have been easy for Yang Wu to enter the HR Alliance Mall without his Quasi-Martial Artist certificate.

"Sir, please come in." The doorman at the skyscraper's entrance bowed respectfully.

"Wu, over here!"

As soon as Yang Wu entered the building, he heard Wang Zijin's voice.

Yang Wu turned and saw Wang Zijin approaching with a tall, burly man and an elderly man with one arm.

"Brother Wang!" Yang Wu greeted him with a smile.

"Wu, you're finally here. How was the trip?" Wang Zijin asked courteously. "Come on, let's eat first!"

They soon reached a private room and sat down on the sofa.

"Wu, let me introduce you. These two are warriors from my Wang Family. This is Xu Feiyue, my bodyguard. You've met him before. And this gentleman..."

Wang Zijin rose from the sofa and solemnly gestured toward the elderly man with one arm. "This is the renowned One-Armed Spear Demon, Uncle Liu—Liu Dehui. Uncle Liu is a close friend of my father's and a powerful warrior at the War General Level!"

"I'd heard of the famous senior Liu, the One-Armed Spear Demon, back when I was still an intermediate student. I never expected that Senior Liu would be a close friend of Uncle Wang!" Yang Wu respectfully cupped his fists toward the elderly man and said.