Swallowed Star: Drawing Talents

Martial arts insights!

Immediately after the simulation ended, Yang Wu destroyed the papers on the table.

Then, after digesting the insights he had chosen, he looked at the simulation results and gradually fell into deep thought.

The main purpose of this simulation was to mobilize the power of all mankind to find the Golden Horned Beast egg in advance and retrieve it before it was born.

If it could be retrieved in advance, solving the crisis would naturally be the best outcome, but even if that goal couldn't be achieved, Yang Wu had other methods.

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However, the ones who would suffer by then wouldn't just be the humans of Earth, but also Babata!

Therefore, the information he left on the papers, apart from finding the egg and enabling humanity to escape into the universe and delay the extinction crisis, didn't leave any chance of survival for humanity.

The Golden Horned Beast is born on December 30, 2058, but the limit of the simulation time is December 28, 2059.

The final result of the simulation gave Yang Wu two possibilities.

First: The Golden Horned Beast egg has the ability to conceal itself, and human civilization's methods are simply unable to detect it. The Golden Horned Beast was born silently under the noses of humans and went to other sea areas to develop.

Second: The Golden Horned Beast egg autonomously left that area when humans were conducting extensive probes. The sea is so vast that it could go to any area, leaving humans helpless.

Yang Wu leaned more towards the first possibility.

As a member of the Starry Sky Behemoth race, one of the twelve peak bloodlines, the Golden Horned Beast, if it didn't have some special concealment ability, the race would have been extinct long ago.

Of course, other factors couldn't be ruled out.

……

January 2057.

Winter had already arrived, and the cold wind was bleak.

The sky was filled with lead-colored clouds, and before anyone knew it, snowflakes fluttered and fell from the dim sky.

Houses, pedestrians, and roads were all shrouded in a white, misty snow.

In Yang Zhou City, at a roadside noodle shop, two young men in casual clothes were sitting at a table by the window.

"Yang-ge, thank you so much this time!"

The young man with short black hair said solemnly: "If it weren't for you taking action in time, Luo Hua might have already…"

"You need to find some time to enlighten him. What's with kids these days talking about love? Isn't being single great?"

Yang Wu sat opposite him, took a sip of the noodle soup, and advised somewhat indistinctly.

"Yeah…"

Luo Feng pretended not to hear the second half of Yang Wu's advice, and then, as if remembering something, began to drink his soup.

"Come with me!"

Seeing him silent, Yang Wu understood what he was worried about, so he paid the bill and took Luo Feng to the Limitless Dojo.

On the rooftop of the Limitless Dojo, a space had been cleared and specially converted into a landing pad. A deep blue triangular fighter jet was parked steadily there.

Snowflakes fell, melting into water upon contact with the fighter jet's fuselage, and then sliding down to the ground.

The fluttering snow seemed to wash the fighter jet like rain, making the deep blue fighter jet appear even brighter.

"This fighter jet…"

Luo Feng's eyes were filled with envy when he saw the triangular fighter jet. In the era of martial artists, what man wouldn't want to own his own flying fighter jet?

"Like it?"

The corners of Yang Wu's mouth rose. This guy was indeed hooked. No man in the world could resist a sci-fi intelligent fighter jet.

Luo Feng didn't answer, he just stared straight at Yang Wu.

"Hehe, internal discount price, 180 billion!"

"Ah?"

Luo Feng was shocked. Although he usually trained hard, he also frequented the martial artist forums of the Limitless Dojo.

According to his understanding, the prices of various fighter jets these days, even the most expensive flying saucer fighter jets, were only close to 50 billion.

180 billion!

He knew that he was still under pressure from the Li Yao couple's billion-dollar bounty, not daring to relax for a moment.

"Shocking, right!"

"But the preciousness of something that can be measured with money is still a bit lacking. Truly valuable treasures are always bartered."

"This intelligent fighter jet, let alone advanced War Gods, even some invincible War Gods are not qualified to own it, because even if you had it, you couldn't protect it."

Yang Wu pointed at the intelligent fighter jet and said meaningfully.

"The foundation for protecting these things is having enough strength yourself."

"The stronger you are, the more at ease and successful you will be."

"The stronger you are, the less likely you are to be at the mercy of others!"

……

The time without troubles always passed quickly.

Although Yang Wu was an acting inspector, in reality, this position didn't involve many affairs, and he didn't need to personally handle some trivial matters.

What he needed to do was to be stationed at the Limitless Dojo headquarters and make decisions at critical moments.

Yang Wu was happy with this arrangement. Having some free time, he once again devoted himself to cultivation.

On the other side, under Yang Wu's special guidance, Luo Feng was also training himself fiercely.

He would come to Yang Wu for sparring from time to time. Although he was beaten miserably, the gains were equally amazing.

Body techniques, saber techniques, neural reaction speed, resistance to beatings…

Moreover, due to Yang Wu's increasing strength, he was less and less reliant on the gravity room, and Luo Feng could occasionally use it when he came over.

His strength also increased rapidly.

Time flew by, and soon it was February 25, 2057. Yang Wu, who was immersed in cultivation, suddenly received an email.

He opened the email title, and an email written in Chinese characters unfolded.

Sure enough.

The Limitless Dojo headquarters invited him to arrive at the Limitless Dojo Global Headquarters in Hong Ning Base City before 6 p.m. on February 27 to gather with many War Gods and go to the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins together.

To enter the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins, one usually needs to submit an application.

On January 28 of last month, the simulation time refreshed, and Yang Wu successfully soloed the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins dungeon.

Then he went to the headquarters, passed the third assessment of the contract, obtained a plant spirit, and improved his physical fitness to the peak of an advanced War God after taking it.

He immediately submitted an application to the headquarters and began preparing to enter the ancient civilization ruins.

However, Yang Wu was, after all, an inspector and was valued by Hong, so the Round Table Council did not dare to make a decision on his application without authorization.

It was not until Hong came out of seclusion recently that Yang Wu's application was officially approved.

"For the first time in five thousand years, the elite channel is opened, and it is still an elite channel belonging to martial artists. I wonder what the assessment content and the final rewards are."

He had passed the assessment in the simulation, but that was near the end of the simulation, and there was simply no time to explain what the rewards were.

Two o'clock in the afternoon on the 27th.

Yang Wu, wearing a set of SS-grade combat suit and carrying an SS-grade Po Jun spear, walked into the fighter jet cabin.

Whoosh!

The deep blue fighter jet quickly ascended and flew out of the urban defense system area of Jiangnan Base City.

Then it turned into a stream of light and hurried towards the Limitless Dojo Global Headquarters.