Slowly opening his eyes, memories flashed through his mind, and Wang Yan lay on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.
Thinking about the bits and pieces in "Fleet of Time", the crisp laughter of his two children echoed in his ears. With a thousand thoughts in his mind, Wang Yan was in great pain.
It took me a whole week to finally adapt.
Pull out the panel
Wang Yan
Attribute: Strength 20
Agility 20
Constitution 20
Spirit 22
Unassigned points 5
Storage space 2m
Skills: Computer Level 5
Fighting Level 3
Cooking Level 3
Calligraphy Level 1
... Omit a bunch of skills.
Completing the task rewards 5 attribute points, and the other attributes remain the same, with no changes.
Over the past 15 years, Wang Yan's computer skills have progressed from Level 2 proficiency, to Level 3 expertise, to Level 4 mastery, and finally to Level 5 proficiency. (PS: I'm also at a loss as to what to do, so feel free to share any ideas you have.)
It was like an inverted pyramid, with the higher the level, the harder it was to advance. According to the system, LV5 was the limit. Even at LV5, there was naturally a difference in who was better, and that depended on who had advanced further. Wang Yan was also a beginner, still a mid-level player at this level; he still had a long way to go.
After so many years of not fighting, Wang Yan's fighting skills had improved only slightly. But after all, he had been practicing for so many years, and his fighting philosophy had begun to take shape. He felt that he was about to make a breakthrough. His cooking skills had also improved quite well. After all, when he had free time, he would research delicious dishes and cook them for his children, which he really put his heart into.
Over the years, his main focus has been on computers, and his calligraphy is only just beginning to make a breakthrough. Other than that, there's nothing much to be proud of, though his miscellaneous skills have improved.
Wang Yan didn't want to stay in the capital anymore. He had lived here for fifteen years, and seeing things reminded him of the past. He also didn't want to work anymore; it was meaningless.
After some calculations, it seemed more appropriate to withdraw the money in two installments. So at the end of the month, Wang Yan directly withdrew half of the money, and the tax deduction was so severe that it made his liver hurt.
As soon as I got the money, I used it to pay off all my debts. I kept some of the remaining money for spending and used the rest to buy stocks as usual.
Wang Yan spent a whole day wandering around Beihai in this huge capital city, just walking aimlessly.
The next day, he packed up and left. He stayed at home for two days, where Zhang Xia nagged him for two days. It wasn't that Wang Yan was unfilial, it was just that his power was too strong. He quickly left his hometown again, his destination being Lin'an.
At Xiaoshan Airport, Wang Yan grabbed a taxi with his suitcase and headed straight to West Lake. He had already booked a nearby B&B before arriving. The room looked nice, and for just over 100 yuan a day, he booked it for a month.
He and Gu Jia had been here before, but their stay was very short, so they just took a quick look. This time, he wanted to walk around a bit more and have a good look around.
Life returned to normal. I woke up early to run around West Lake twice, then found a deserted open space to do some boxing. After breakfast, I wandered around the city.
It was drizzling that day and there were relatively few people.
Wang Yan stood on the shore of West Lake holding an umbrella, watching the ripples in the lake.
A woman holding an umbrella walked up to Wang Yan and stood side by side with him.
Hearing the noise, Wang Yan turned around and glanced at her. Seeing the disappointment in her eyes, he turned back and continued to look at the West Lake in front of him. He said, "Are you disappointed?"
The woman was a little embarrassed and explained, "Excuse me, I saw you standing here alone and I was a little curious."
She had just been hiding from the rain behind Wang Yan, and saw Wang Yan standing motionless by the lake with an umbrella. The mountains in the distance, the lake nearby, and the passers-by from time to time made Wang Yan look different and independent.
In addition, Wang Yan's height and straight back made her want to get to know this man, but the result was indeed disappointing. Although he couldn't be called a killer from behind, Wang Yan's appearance was indeed ordinary, which completely destroyed her previous beautiful fantasy.
"It's nothing, don't be embarrassed." After saying that, Wang Yan nodded at her, turned around and walked away in the wind and rain.
This felt pretty good, but he was too simple, and perhaps people weren't interested in getting to know him in depth to discover his extraordinary qualities. He also wasn't in the mood to pick up girls right now; it wasn't that interesting.
The woman just watched the receding figure until he disappeared.
In the evening, Wang Yan, who was reading a book, received an unexpected message from the system.
"Gong Baosen in The Grandmaster: Zhenwu. (Not daring to revive the country)"
Wang Yan had seen this movie before. It mainly tells the story of... Please give it a thumbs up.
But it has been quite a long time, so I logged in as a member as usual and watched "The Grandmaster", "Ip Man" and the second, third and fourth parts.
Then I looked up some information from that time and made all the necessary preparations.
He checked the time and it was already past four in the morning. Wang Yan lay on the bed, pulled out the panel, and operated the selection.
A blue light flashed, and Wang Yan disappeared in the room.
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Wang Yan opened his eyes. He was wearing a black gown and leather shoes. He looked around and noticed the big words "Fengtian" and confirmed that this was Fengtian Railway Station.
After confirming that the environment was safe, Wang Yan stood in place to receive the message from the system.
His identity was simple: Wang Yan, 20, had returned from studying abroad, his family scattered and gone because of the war. It was September 1930, the 19th year of the Republic of China, and the Central Plains War had just ended.
Wang Yan did not rush to the Gong family. He was a nobody and no one would care about him. Even if Gong Baosen was a master, he was just a nobody and could not waste his time.
After asking around, Wang Yan went to the place where all the Fengtian martial arts schools were located.
He didn't rush to add attribute points. He didn't know what his own level was, so he tried to measure it first.
"Brother, I would like to ask your master for advice. Please let him know." Wang Yan walked to the door of a martial arts school and said politely to the man outside.
Upon hearing this, the man frowned and said in a bad tone: "So, you are going to mess things up?"
"I dare not, I dare not, let's learn from each other behind closed doors, let's learn from each other behind closed doors." Wang Yan waved his hand.
The man frowned and thought for a moment, but didn't act rashly: "Wait a moment, I'll go ask the master." He waved two people over, asked them to watch Wang Yan, and turned to go in to ask for advice.
He was no fool. After all, without the Three-Three, there was no way he could go to Liangshan. Seeing Wang Yan's politeness, it was hard to tell what he was really up to. If they made a big deal out of it, and ended up not being able to defeat the enemy, then they would basically be finished.
Wang Yan stood patiently at the door, ignoring the wary and hostile gazes of the two young men in front of him.
After a while, the man came out and said, "Come in, the master has agreed."
Wang Yan nodded and followed him in.
After passing the front hall and walking into the yard, Wang Yan saw an old man looking at him with his hands behind his back.
"Young man, do you want to challenge me?" the old man said with full energy.
Wang Yan clasped his fists and said, "I'm a newcomer and I didn't expect this to happen. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, old man."
The old man waved his hand and smiled nonchalantly, "Nothing, ignorance is not a crime. Since you are here, let my apprentice show you a few tricks."
As the old man finished speaking, the people on both sides stepped back. A strong man came out from the side, came to Wang Yan, clasped his fists and said, "Xingyi, Zhang Long. Please." After that, he took up his stance.
Wang Yan followed suit and clasped his fists: "I have no sect or school, I am Wang Yan. Please." He also made a fist stance.
Zhang Long was very patient and didn't rush to attack. He and Wang Yan circled around looking for a flaw.
Wang Yan turned around twice and stopped wasting time with him. He pushed off the ground with his left leg, took a quick step with his right leg, and attacked Zhang Long with a Baji Dingxin move.
Seeing Wang Yan's move, Zhang Long dodged sideways and was about to hit Wang Yan's chest with a punch.
Without panic, Wang Yan supported himself with one hand and turned in the air, kicking Zhang Long in the head.
Zhang Long saw that there was no time to dodge, so he put his arms in front of him and took the kick. The huge force passed through his arms and he retreated several steps.
Wang Yan landed on the ground, followed up with force, and before Zhang Long could react, he swung a punch.
Zhang Long wanted to raise his painful arm to block, but the pain affected his speed. He was hit on the jaw by a punch and fell to the ground unconscious.
Without using Wang Yan, the others hurried over to support Zhang Long and glared at Wang Yan.
Wang Yan ignored them and clasped his fists towards the old man, saying, "Junior, I'm leaving."
The old man ignored the group of disciples who couldn't stand losing and nodded, saying, "Let's go."
After going out, Wang Yan walked slowly on the street.
He didn't know what rank Zhang Long, who was defeated in three moves, was, but it was obvious that Zhang Long was the top disciple of this martial arts school, which had dozens of disciples. So, looking at it that way, Wang was not bad at all.
Because he didn't pay for the system, Wang Yan found a pawnshop and pawned his watch, which was enough for him to use for a while.
Wang Yan found a small hotel and rested for a night.
In the following period of time, except for the Gong family, Wang Yan did not challenge the other martial arts schools.
During this period, Wang Yan also increased his physique to 25, his strength to 23, and his agility to 22. The rest still needs to be developed by himself.
Although these are all closed-door challenges, it is inevitable that some people will speak out.
As the local tyrant and the leader of the underworld, the Gong family had long known about the emergence of a powerful figure in the area.
"Master, this kid is too arrogant. I'm going to meet him." Ma San said.
Gong Baosen took a sip of tea slowly and said, "Be patient, he will come."
At this time, Lao Jiang, carrying the monkey on his back, walked in: "Master, that kid is here."
"Bring him in."
After a while, Wang Yan walked in and clasped his fists to greet him: "Junior Wang Yan, greetings to Senior Gong."
"No need to be so polite, just sit down and talk." Gong Baosen pointed to the chair below and said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior."
Without waiting for Wang Yan to sit down, Ma San took two steps forward and said, "Boy, are you good at fighting?"
Wang Yan stood up and saw that Gong Baosen didn't respond, so he said, "It's okay."
"Hmph, you are so arrogant. Let me challenge you." Ma San snorted coldly and kicked him directly.
Wang Yan was not polite either. He grabbed Ma San's ankle accurately and swung his leg over.
Ma San didn't expect Wang Yan to catch him. He didn't have time to kick again. He hurriedly blocked with his hands, and then he felt himself flying.
Wang Yan took advantage of Ma San's inertia, and with the speed and explosive power of his kick, he kicked him straight into the air.
Ma San rolled twice after falling to the ground and then stood up. His arm had been injured by the kick and he would have to rest for at least three to five days.
Ma San had never suffered such a great humiliation before, and he rushed over to fight with Wang Yan and the other man without caring about anything.
"Enough." Gong Baosen shouted at Ma San.
"Master, I..."
"Get out." Gong Baosen's eyes flashed like lightning. Ma San didn't dare to refute. He snorted and walked away angrily.
Gong Baosen didn't expect Wang Yan to be so skilled. Although Ma San underestimated his opponent, he still knocked Ma San down with one kick.
"Young man, good moves!" Gong Baosen clapped his hands. In terms of strength alone, he had no confidence that he could kill Wang Yan, and Wang Yan had clearly not used his full strength just now.
"I'm a reckless junior, please forgive me, Senior Gong." Wang Yan replied politely.
"No need to be so polite, sit down and talk, sit down and talk."
"Thank you, senior." This time there was no more noise. Wang Yan shook the hem of his long gown and sat down steadily.
Gong Baosen took a sip of tea and said, "Where are you from? What brought you to Fengtian?"
"My family is from Longcheng, but later on because..." Wang Yan repeated the information given by the system.
"Now the mountains and rivers are broken, and people's lives are difficult. It's difficult, difficult." After hearing this, Gong Baosen sighed.
The two of them chattered a lot, mainly Gong Baosen talking and Wang Yan listening.
"Okay, people become talkative when they reach a certain age. No more talking, no more talking. Tell me why you're here."
"I heard that Senior Gong is good at both Bagua and Xingyi, so I came here to seek his advice."
After saying this, Wang Yan thought about what he had done during this period and added with a smile, "I really want to ask for your advice."
Gong Baosen was taken aback by what Wang Yan said, but then he reacted and laughed: "Haha, interesting, interesting." Then he changed the subject and looked at Wang Yan sharply: "You are also a martial artist, you should know the rules of this school, right?"
This is not a big deal. Just understand what cannot be discussed.
Wang Yan said seriously, "Of course I know the rules, but I also know that last year you opened the Guangdong and Guangxi Martial Arts Museum in Foshan, and you also sent the Five Tigers south to the Yangtze River and the Northern Fist to the South. You truly have a broad mind and great courage."
Listening to Wang Yan's flattery, although Gong Baosen was happy in his heart, he remained calm and motioned Wang Yan to continue.
"Since the Opium War, through the years of ceding territory, paying indemnities, and warlords fighting for power, our great land of China has been shattered and its people have suffered. And why is all this happening? Because we are not strong enough."
"The younger generation believes that a strong country must have strong culture and strong technology. And fundamentally, it must have a strong race. Therefore, the younger generation is determined to strengthen the military to strengthen the race, to strengthen the body, the will, and the country."
After saying that, Wang Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
Seeing this, Gong Baosen shouted, "Good, well said." He had seen a lot of ups and downs and knew that Wang Yan was speaking the truth.
"Each school cherishes its own uniqueness and is complacent. This is also the original intention of my opening the Guangdong and Guangxi National Martial Arts Museum. You are very good."
After thinking for a moment, Gong Baosen said, "Well, since you have no sect or school, why don't you become my disciple and become a registered disciple? It will be more convenient for you to do things. What do you think?"
He's just a nominal disciple, not a real father. And Gong Baosen is a true master. He's speaking up for your sake, so what's wrong with him?
Wang Yan stood up and poured more tea for Gong Baosen, offering it with both hands: "Master Gong, please have some tea."
Gong Baosen didn't care about these things. He took it with a smile and took a sip, and that was it.
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