The manual purchase had gone through. Next... weapons, combat suits, and so on.
I already had a weapon. My father had bought it with his account. This Wind Lifter was more than enough for Ji Yun to use until he reached the War God level.
It was worth noting that while a user's physical fitness limited the level of weapon they could wield, that gap would continually narrow. Higher-level weapons depended more on quality than weight; weight was merely a requirement for using them. So Ji Yun, with the strength of an Elementary War General, could easily wield a War God-level spear.
"I don't need a shield. Let's look at combat suits."
Ji Yun opened the combat suit section. Even as someone from a wealthy family, he couldn't help marveling at how expensive they were.
"Even a D5 Series combat suit, which can withstand attacks from an Intermediate Beast General, costs eighteen million Huaxia Currency for the full set, including arm guards, boots, and everything else. Half price is still nine million. The full price of a D6 is a whopping eighty million Huaxia Currency."
"So expensive. Let's see what the D7 costs."
"Whew." Ji Yun drew in a sharp breath.
"A full D7 Series combat suit costs eight hundred million!" "But it's still worth it. This D7 Series suit can withstand attacks from some Lord-level Monsters. It'll be more than enough for now."
Ji Yun sent the information about the D7 combat suit to his father, Ji Shan, and asked him to buy it.
Ji Shan had three-star Contribution Points with the Limit Dojo, which was enough to get him half off purchases at this level.
Let's look at the backpack.
A backpack for surviving in the wilderness and fighting monsters was a specialized piece of equipment. First, it had to be durable. Second, when worn during a fight between a Martial Artist and a monster, it couldn't restrict the Martial Artist's movements.
"Backpacks are the cheapest. They only require one Contribution Point, and even the best ones cost just a few hundred thousand." Ji Yun placed an order. It would be delivered within twenty-four hours as well.
"A Combat Communication Watch has satellite positioning, a clock, a phone, and plenty of other functions. The price is reasonable, too—one hundred thousand." Those functions weren't worth much on their own; a phone costing a few hundred yuan already had calling, timekeeping, satellite positioning, and much more. The Communication Watch cost one hundred thousand because of its materials!
In a fight with a monster, the creature might swipe at the watch at any moment. For a watch to be sturdy enough to withstand a monster's attack, how could it be cheap?
Generally speaking, an ordinary Beginner Warrior Level Martial Artist only needed to buy a 2 Series or 3 Series suit. The one Contribution Point required could be earned by donating just ten thousand yuan!
An ordinary Quasi-Warrior wearing good equipment could only fight low-level Beast Soldiers and barely survive against Intermediate Beast Soldiers. They had no need for more advanced gear. No matter how good their equipment was, the difference in physical strength meant a monster could shatter their internal organs with a single charge.
Combat suits couldn't block impact force!
After ordering all the equipment he needed, Ji Yun shut down the electronic device and left the Audio-Visual Hall.
"These manuals and equipment really are outrageously expensive."
"But I can understand why. The D7 combat suit I bought is more than enough to fight High-Level Beast Generals and even some Elementary Lords. A High-Level War General can earn a billion Huaxia Currency without much difficulty; killing a few dozen Mid-Level Beast Generals would make up for it. And War Gods can earn even more."
"Besides, with enough Contribution Points, you can pay half price. I have to say, the Limit Dojo has plenty of resources."
Ji Yun sat cross-legged on his bed, preparing for the last part of his daily training: cultivating Genetic Origin Energy.
Today, his cultivation of Genetic Origin Energy was a little faster than it had been over the past month, which surprised him.
Could even a relatively tame real battle improve my strength? Ji Yun recalled what had happened the night before in Monster Town. There were only a hundred or so harmless Beast Soldiers, and I hadn't undergone a life-and-death trial. So why had my speed increased? Ji Yun couldn't understand it.
Forget it. It isn't a bad thing to cultivate faster. It's not like Genetic Origin Energy can burst me open.
Ji Yun stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate. Unnoticed by him, a gentle breeze stirred around him, making the curtains flutter slightly. The movement was too faint to make a sound.
The following day, around noon.
At Ji Yun's home in Panshan Residential District, an unfamiliar man arrived.
"Mr. Ji Yun, these two boxes contain the manual and the other items you purchased. You can open them with your fingerprint."
Ji Yun took the two sealed alloy boxes the man handed him. He ran his finger across the top of one. "Beep! Fingerprint verified." A synthesized electronic voice sounded, and the alloy box opened, revealing a book about as thick as a textbook, with a disc on top of it.
The manual was titled Fierce Wind.
Ji Yun opened the other box. Inside was a D7 Series combat suit, along with a backpack and several other items.
"Mr. Ji Yun, please take a look and confirm everything is there. Then just sign here." The deliveryman smiled, but a trace of envy, almost impossible to notice, flickered in his eyes.
"Mr. Ji Yun, I'm sure you know the restrictions that come with buying a manual, right?" the deliveryman said with a smile. "Still, it's my duty to go over them. The copyright belongs to the manual's creator. Fierce Wind is copyrighted by Chen Qingzhi! Buyers have the right to study it, but not to pass it on. You may not copy, sell, or teach the manual without authorization. Anyone who breaks the rules will be hunted down by the Limit Dojo, the Thunder Dojo, the Underground Alliance, and the government army!"
Ji Yun nodded to show he understood.
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After the deliveryman left, Ji Yun turned and went inside.
"A-Yun, come by the dojo for a bit." His phone rang. It was Luo Hong. After retiring, Luo Hong had found himself with nothing to do, so he'd become an instructor at the Limit Dojo. It might have been the strangest Limit Dojo branch in the world. Usually, a branch's head instructor was a War General-level Martial Artist, but never above the Mid-Level War General rank.
Yet the small satellite city of Changshan, part of Kyoto Base City, had two High-Level War Generals serving as instructors.
Ji Yun was the head instructor of the Limit Dojo in Changshan City, and he had plenty of day-to-day business to deal with. That meant Ji Yun's future father-in-law had to run around taking care of things for him. But as Luo Hong put it, "It's all for my future son-in-law. I'm happy to do it."
"All right, Uncle Luo," Ji Yun replied. He put the manual and equipment back in his bedroom, then left the house.
Ji Yun drove to the Limit Hall and walked straight inside.
He immediately spotted someone he knew.
"Well, look who's here, A-Yun." It was Wei Qing, the man who had driven Ji Yun the other day.
"Uncle Wei," Ji Yun greeted him.
"How come you haven't gone to the Wilderness Zone lately?"
"A few days ago, a Level 3 Beast Tide broke out in Qilu. Several War Generals died, and I almost got caught up in it myself." Wei Qing patted his chest, still shaken.
Beast tides really were terrifying. Even human War Gods couldn't stand their ground against the weakest ones; all they could do was flee. Only well-organized armies could hold them back, and even then, they needed laser weapons and heavy firepower.
"But now that the beast tide has passed, the Qilu region should be much safer. If it's your first time in the Wilderness Zone, you could check it out." Wei Qing patted Ji Yun on the shoulder. "I'm heading home. Be careful if you go to the Wilderness Zone."
"The Wilderness Zone. Beast tides." Watching Wei Qing leave, Ji Yun's sense of how dangerous the Wilderness Zone was grew another notch.
"A-Yun, you're here." Luo Hong smiled.
"Yeah, Uncle Luo," Ji Yun replied.
"I found you a Martial Artist team. They aren't especially strong, but they're definitely the best people you could ask for. That way, I can feel at ease. After you get some experience, you can go into the Wilderness Zone on your own."
"This time, I'm just building up some experience and preparing for the future."
"Wait here a bit. I've already called him. He should be here any minute."
"You know me too well, Brother Hong." As the saying went, speak of the devil and he appeared. A tall, friendly-looking Martial Artist walked in.
Ji Yun looked the Martial Artist over carefully, but couldn't tell much about him.
"A-Yun, let me introduce you," Luo Hong said with a smile. "This is Zhang Taofang, the sniper from my old team back when I was a captain. People call him Eagle Eye. After I left, he took over as captain, so now you should call him Captain Zhang."
"Don't underestimate him just because he's a firearms specialist. Old Zhang is a Mid-Level War General-level firearms specialist. He once shot through two Beast General-level Monsters with a single bullet."
"Brother Hong, you're making me sound way too impressive. Anyone hearing this would think I can actually take out two at once." Zhang Taofang laughed. "The two monsters were already fighting each other. I just took advantage of the situation. It was nothing."
Ji Yun couldn't help admiring him. For a firearms specialist, reaching the Mid-Level War General rank was usually the end of the road. After that, all they could do was hone their skills and become more efficient. And judging by Zhang Taofang's aura, he clearly had the physical fitness of a Mid-Level War General too. He probably wasn't weak in close combat either—at least as strong as an Elementary War General. He was certainly powerful.
"You must be the son of Instructor Ji Shan, Mountain?" Eagle Eye Zhang Taofang said.
"Brother Zhang, I'm Ji Yun."
Luo Hong stared at him. "You call him Brother, and he calls me Brother. So what does that make me to you?"
Then, before either of them could respond, he burst out laughing.
Ji Yun and Zhang Taofang were both dumbfounded. They felt a little awkward, but laughed along, looking rather helpless.
"A-Yun, I'll call you that too."
"I understand what Instructor Ji Shan wants. Come with us into the Wilderness Zone a few times and get some experience. We'll do our best to teach you, but once we're in the Wilderness Zone, you'll have to rely on yourself." At that, Zhang Taofang's expression turned serious.
"Let me be clear with you. I'm not the kind of person who would abandon his teammates just to save himself. But if we run into danger we can't overcome, I won't sacrifice the whole team for your sake. You need to understand that."
"I understand." Ji Yun nodded to show that he did.
Martial Artist teams worked on the edge of life and death. Having a deadweight on the team could indeed cause serious problems.
"Good. Well, today's August third. We're planning to head to the Wilderness Zone at the beginning of next month. We can meet at the Underground Alliance Mall then, and I'll introduce you to my team."
Ji Yun nodded. "All right."
Zhang Taofang gave Ji Yun the contact information for the members of Eagle Strike Squad, then headed home. Changshan was a long way from Kyoto Base City, and by the time he got back, it would be evening. He still had to go home and make dinner for his wife and kids. (He really was a good man.)
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