I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

At this moment, the life force he had transferred to Yin Muhu had been completely restored.

So the consciousness simulation continued.

This time, having just constructed the consciousness space and formed the super arena, Xue Jing sensed something different.

"Ok?"

As his body solidified, Xue Jing stood in the center of the arena, gazing at the sky.

The clouds in the sky... are drifting.

"Is this... dynamic weather?"

Xue Jing was slightly taken aback.

Previously, he had set the weather conditions subjectively for each simulated scenario. Whether it was raining or sunny, day or night, it would remain the same as it was initially set.

Now, without him deliberately setting anything, the weather seems to be changing naturally.

"The consciousness simulation is becoming more and more realistic..."

Shaking his head, Xue Jing's mind stirred, and Zhou Yinglin, wielding a nine-foot-long spear, quickly materialized opposite him.

Having watched Zhou Yinglin's match live for the second time, I was able to supplement and revise the data on him, making it closer to the real Zhou Yinglin.

As soon as he was generated, Zhou Yinglin was slightly startled when he saw Xue Jing. He immediately put his gun on a stand and faced Xue Jing directly.

“Swish, swish, swish—!!”

A torrent of gunfire enveloped Xue Jing, aiming for every vital point on his body, with endless variations following closely behind, sealing off all resistance and evasion.

Xue Jing stood still, his whole body empty, accepting the emptiness with 'returning to nothingness'.

"Ding ding ding ding——"

The crisp sound continued as the spear tip struck Xue Jing, causing no harm but only creating ripples of air.

But after all sixteen of his thrusts were blocked, Zhou Yinglin seemed to realize something was wrong and immediately changed his stance.

This was a completely reckless shot, far inferior in lethality and skill to the flawless execution.

However, this shot was beyond Xue Jing's expectations.

It's like taking an exam full of advanced math problems, only to suddenly find a simple elementary math problem that only requires addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division.

Although he could solve this kind of problem quickly, he was still stunned for a moment by this unexpected scene.

This slight gap caused Xue Jing's 'Return to Nothingness' to have no effect on the spear, and he could only instinctively use his strength to defend, resulting in a bloody hole being pierced in his right shoulder.

After Zhou Yinglin succeeded with this shot, he took advantage of Xue Jing's weakness and smoothly turned his next shot into a flawless attack, unleashing another torrent of gunfire.

Xue Jing's body reappeared on the arena, his eyes filled with contemplation.

"The current 'Return to Nothingness' is still very immature..."

"But it's alright. This kind of impromptu change of tactics can only work on me once. Once I'm mentally prepared, the surprise attack effect of this move is useless."

Xue Jing glanced at Zhou Yinglin beside him.

"What a pity, this might have been your only chance to beat me in real life... and now I know it beforehand."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yinglin's expression changed, revealing a look of annoyance.

Xue Jing watched in amazement.

"The Lv9 level [Contemplation - True] consciousness simulation is so realistic! Not only does it have a dynamic weather system, but the simulated people even have the ability to think for themselves. They even saw the flaw in my 'Return to Nothingness' and made a last-minute change of tactics..."

"Not bad."

Xue Jing patted Zhou Yinglin on the shoulder and praised him.

……

At noon the next day.

Xue Jing was sitting on the sofa in the living room, simulating consciousness.

After another full day of simulated training, his Perfect Armor had reached the level of thirty-seven shots, and his 'Return to Nothingness' technique had become so proficient that he could block thirty-three shots.

It may seem that the pace of progress has slowed down, but in reality, it has been accelerating.

The more flawless shots a weapon has, the more terrifying the difficulty becomes; each additional shot is significantly more difficult than the previous one.

Therefore, Xue Jing's ability to maintain a similar rate of increase in the number of shots as in the previous days is actually quite remarkable, and his progress has already snowballed.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Upon hearing the sound, Xue Jing, who was in the consciousness simulation, immediately withdrew, his consciousness returned to his physical body, and he opened his eyes.

He stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and as expected, it was Ning Yuantai.

"Brother Xue, I've taken care of the thing you asked me to do."

Ning Yuantai opened his mouth and said with a grin.

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing smiled and said, "Come in first, Yuan Tai."

He stepped aside to let Ning Yuantai in.

The cat, lounging lazily on the sofa, gave a disdainful yet smug snort upon seeing Ning Yuantai.

Just as she expected, that guy would come over around mealtime...

Unfortunately, around 10 a.m. today, she urged Xue Jing to cook dinner early, and by almost 11 a.m., the food was already ready.

Unfortunately, unfortunately, guess what? The man surnamed Ning had just finished eating before he arrived!

"Hey Brother Xue, have you eaten?"

Ning Yuantai glanced at the dishes on the table that hadn't been cleared away yet, and his heart skipped a beat.

Xue Jing smiled and said, "I just ate. What, you haven't eaten yet?"

Ning Yuantai chuckled awkwardly and quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, that's not true, I've already eaten..."

He dared not answer that he hadn't eaten yet, lest Brother Xue think he was taking advantage of a favor and implying that he should cook him a meal...

Ning Yuantai would rather starve to death than do that. What did he deserve? He could accept being a freeloader, but how could he possibly expect Brother Xue to be his personal cook?

The cat glanced sideways at Ning Yuantai.

He's smart to know his place...

"Brother Xue, I've made contact with them. I happen to know someone who's a senior executive at Xu's Biotechnology. They said we can go in for a visit sometime between 4 and 5 pm today..."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing patted Ning Yuantai on the shoulder:

"Thank you very much, Yuan Tai."

Ning Yuantai waved his hand and said, "What are you talking about? It's my honor to be able to help you..."

"But we need to set off quickly. Yuancheng is quite far from the Sky Center. The Dragon Core aircraft has been recovered by 'White Raven,' so we'll have to take a much slower aircraft to get there..."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "No problem, let's go..."

He paused, then chuckled and said, "You really don't want to eat something?"

Ning Yuantai scratched his head, realizing he'd been found out he hadn't eaten yet and had come specifically to freeload at this time. He chuckled sheepishly, "I'll just buy some compressed food cubes on the way..."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "What is that?"

Ning Yuantai explained, "It's a technological product from the inner ring, specifically designed for people with high physical strength, high nutritional needs, and who find eating troublesome. It's quite convenient; the only problem is that it doesn't taste very good..."

……

It looked like a motorhome without wheels, or a large loaf of bread, with blue flames shooting from its tail as it slowly rose into the air and headed away from Yuan City.

Xue Jing sat in the seat inside the aircraft and turned to look out the transparent porthole.

The towering skyscraper, seemingly reaching the sky, stood on the earth, its enormous size giving him the illusion that it was right in front of him.

"The aircraft is faster than a car, but it still takes about four or five hours to reach the skyscraper center."

Ning Yuantai said as he took a glass bottle of beverage out of the refrigerator.

"Won't they get stopped by the security company this time?"

Xue Jing smiled.

Ning Yuantai flicked his finger, knocking the bottle cap off, and casually said:

"No, the last time we were stopped was because the chief councilor of Yuancheng put the city on high alert, so all the aircraft that hadn't been registered in advance had to be checked... The aircraft we're in now belongs to Zhige Base, and it was registered long ago."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "That's good."

He reached out and gently stroked the soft fur of the cat sitting beside him.

"Oh, right, Brother Xue, there's one more thing."

Ning Yuantai scratched his face with his finger and said.

Xue Jing looked at him, signaling him to speak directly.

"When we arrive, an executive I know from Xu's Biotechnology will come to pick us up... You don't need to talk to him, just leave everything to me."

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Oh? Why?"

Ning Yuantai hesitated for a moment before speaking with difficulty: "As you know, although I have never relied on family connections and have gotten to where I am today entirely on my own... but no matter what, I am still a member of the Thirteen Great Houses."

"And among the thirteen great chambers, many people have... rather strange ideas."

Ning Yuantai used a rather euphemistic way of putting it.

"If you are not one of the Thirteen Great Houses, you might encounter some disrespectful words and actions when you communicate with them."

"Simply put, in their eyes, those who are members of the Thirteen Great Houses are different from the 'commoners' outside the Thirteen Great Houses."

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded, saying, "I see, I understand."

Ning Yuantai sighed and said, "Although not all people in the Thirteen Giant Chambers are like this, there are quite a few who have this idea. The senior executive of Xu's Biotechnology that I know is also this kind of person."

"In short, leave all the communication to me later. I'm afraid that person might disrespect you..."

Xue Jing said softly, "I understand, after all, I need their help... I'll be patient for a bit."