Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Nearly four hundred years have passed since the day I severed the connection between the two worlds.

It is obvious that the two worlds have different rates of time flow after they are disconnected.

The Wizarding World has only existed for a few decades, but the Secret Martial World has undergone tremendous changes.

Four hundred years have passed, and the world has changed.

The former wooden houses have been replaced by skyscrapers that have sprung up from the ground, and forests of steel and concrete have spread across the land. Glass curtain walls reflect sunlight, making the whole city shine with dazzling colors.

The hovercars traversed the air, leaving pale blue trails, while the holographic GG projectors on the streets flashed dazzling lights.

Information technology and artificial intelligence have permeated every corner of life; smart homes, autonomous driving... these technologies have long become commonplace.

All the continents of the world have been explored and developed, transportation networks have spread across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and the population has exploded to a staggering eight billion.

In bustling metropolises, you can see smartly dressed white-collar workers everywhere, hurrying between office buildings and cafes.

There are also wealthy individuals who enjoy a relaxed and comfortable life in their private villas, with smart butlers and bionic robots attending to their every need.

The development of martial arts, aided by the advancement of technology, has shown an unprecedented leap forward.

Technological advancements have enabled the world of martial arts to explore human potential more precisely. Through instrument scanning, the flow of qi and blood and the trajectory of muscle exertion can be clearly observed. The obscure and difficult-to-understand methods in ancient martial arts have been broken down into quantifiable data models.

At the same time, this also brought about a revolutionary transformation in secret martial arts, and the distinction between ancient and new martial arts came into being.

Ancient martial arts emphasize that Qi (vital energy) originates from the mind and strength is generated from the body; cultivation relies entirely on persistent and meticulous practice.

Practitioners need to refine their skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs step by step, practicing standing meditation and boxing day after day to accumulate internal essence and solidify their foundation step by step.

This is a slow and time-consuming path that demands exceptional talent, and very few people achieve success in it.

New weapons, on the other hand, are a product of the combination of technology and martial arts. They are developed by military enterprises and research institutes, taking a shortcut to rapid development.

Nitrogen pressure freezing technique is a typical example.

New martial artists do not need to painstakingly cultivate internal energy. They only need to regularly inject special drugs such as internal energy activators to skip the arduous and tiring process of physical training and the tedious process of transporting internal energy, and directly generate considerable internal energy.

When combined with a custom-designed exoskeleton, one can instantly possess the strength of tens of tons or more, and can also activate the high-pressure liquid nitrogen device built into the equipment to unleash fierce moves.

Of course, such a full set of "armor" is extremely expensive, and most new warriors cannot afford it. They can only settle for second best and equip themselves with some individual soldier equipment.

For example, the Electromagnetic Mountain-Breaking Gauntlets use a built-in superconducting coil to convert the meager amount of air inside the body into a powerful electromagnetic pulse. A single punch from this gauntlet is enough to destroy a tank, demonstrating astonishing power.

The new martial arts have a short training cycle, quickly develop combat power, and can be mass-produced, so they have been widely adopted and have become the mainstream of this era.

At the same time, the classification of martial arts realms has also undergone a complete overhaul, with Outer Realm, Inner Realm, Transformation Realm, and Divine Realm, which only exists in urban legends.

The external environment is the foundational stage for tempering the physical body. Cultivators temper their physique through various methods, including but not limited to ancient martial arts techniques, shockwaves, and external force forging, as well as new martial arts gene-enhancing drugs and electrical stimulation.

Once the body's essence has reached its limit, then one can begin cultivating internal energy.

The difference in combat power among martial artists at this level is enormous. Some can fight against a hundred opponents and instantly kill several others of the same level, while others are the ones who get killed instantly.

The inner realm is the state of condensing Qi.

Ancient martial artists need to constantly accumulate energy, allowing it to circulate within their bodies and fill their entire being.

The new martial artists rely on equipment to combine internal energy with technological weapons.

Only when one reaches this level can one truly be considered among the strong, enough to establish oneself in a city.

Above that lies the realm of perfection.

This is the highest realm of exploring the potential of the human body, after achieving perfection through both internal and external cultivation.

Martial artists who have reached the pinnacle of mastery can elevate their control to an even higher level, regardless of whether it is ancient or modern martial arts.

In addition to becoming faster and stronger, they can also awaken some incredible superpowers.

With immense strength to shake mountains, lightning speed to chase the wind, immunity to all poisons, the ability to devour gold and iron, the ability to see a thousand miles away, the ability to hear the flapping of ants' wings, and even the ability to kill with a glance or thought.

As for the Divine Realm, which is above the Transformation Realm, no one knows what it looks like.

Some say it's a transcendent state, while others think it's just an urban legend fabricated by people who are obsessed with online novels.

In short, the world as a whole, in terms of both productivity and supernatural power, is vastly different from what it was four hundred years ago.

Everything looked wonderful.

But all of this only exists in the Upper City.

The city's "fringe" is known as the downtown area. It's the shadow of skyscrapers, the back of the city's prosperity.

The middle class in the upper city rarely comes here; they are unaware that such a corner of the city exists.

There were no clean streets, no convenient buses or subways, only potholed dirt roads, filled with the stench of sewage and garbage.

The dilapidated, desolate old buildings with peeling paint are crammed together crookedly, their windows covered with thick dust, and occasionally a few dim lights shine through the cracks.

Many people live here; they are the city's poorest, making a living by scavenging for garbage and doing odd jobs, struggling to earn a living in the mud and filth.

On the street, groups of three or five people gathered at the street corner. No one knew what they were doing, and no one cared.

Luo Kunlun's gaze fell upon a somewhat dilapidated house. It was a low, single-story building, with three characters crookedly carved in red paint on the door: Baiyun Pavilion.

"Martial arts school?"

"It's not just a martial arts school, it also serves as an academy," Bai Lang explained in a low voice beside him.

Luo Kunlun's spiritual power had already spread out, covering the entire lower city area.

Many young children, carrying tattered cloth bags, rummaged through the garbage for useful items. Their small, thin figures moved through the filthy environment, looking particularly jarring.

"Where has compulsory education gone? Where has social security gone? Where is the infrastructure development?"

The knowledge left behind in the world of Secret Martial Arts back then included a great deal of content on social planning.

Over four hundred years, his plan certainly couldn't cover everything, but the existence of such a place in a society with such advanced productivity was beyond his expectations.

Upon hearing this, Bai Lang's face showed a hint of bitterness: "What you're talking about still existed when my master was a child, and in my grandmaster's time as well."

He paused, his voice lowering, "I heard that back then, many industry leaders were government-led, such as in education, healthcare, and infrastructure."

"Later, I don't know how, the authorities loosened some restrictions, allowing private companies to participate. Now, many things are led by businesses."

"The education system in cities 4-13 is led by the Shengdian Group."

Bio-Lightning Group, officially known as Bio-Lightning Group, is a behemoth enterprise based in cities 4-13, controlling numerous industries such as energy, military, and education, wielding immense power.

Everyone in the entire city of 4-13 who wants to go to school has no choice but to attend the Bioelectric Academy they run.

"But the tuition for the School of Life Sciences is very expensive, ridiculously expensive, and it is simply unaffordable for those who are not from middle-class families."

"So my master opened this Baiyun Hall, so that the children in the neighborhood could come here to study. He taught them to read and write, and also taught them some basic martial arts for self-defense. I came here to study when I was a child, and that's how I became a disciple of my master."

"But for some reason, over the years, there have always been people causing trouble for Baiyun Pavilion. After I completed my apprenticeship, I investigated for two years and discovered that all of these things were being sabotaged by people from the Shengdian Group."

"They want these children to live like this for the rest of their lives!"

At this point, Bai Lang clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. "That's why I risked everything to secretly photograph their secrets, okay—"

You're overthinking it.

Luo Kunlun interrupted him without hesitation, his tone indifferent, "What use are a few photos?"

"Besides, do you think such a powerful force would let a kid like you take advantage of them?" Luo Kunlun glanced at him. "They wouldn't even bother with you."

"You've survived this long not because you're lucky, but because they felt you weren't worthy of their attention."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of crisp applause suddenly came from the shadows.

"This gentleman does have some insightful observations."

A man dressed in a black suit and wearing gold-rimmed glasses slowly emerged from the shadows at the street corner.

His hair was neatly combed, and he wore a gentle smile, looking like a courteous lawyer.

The man walked up to the two of them, slowly took out a neatly folded contract from his pocket, and handed it to Bai Lang.

"Bai Lang, the eldest disciple of Baiyun Pavilion, is that right?" The man's voice was calm and indifferent, as if stating something perfectly ordinary. "Your master, Bai Jienian, has already sold Baiyun Pavilion to our Shengdian Group."

"What?! How is that possible?!"

Bai Lang snatched the contract, his eyes fixed on the signature at the bottom.

That was indeed his master's handwriting; he knew it all too well.

Bai Lang's body trembled violently, his face turning deathly pale, filled with disbelief.

Seeing this, the bespectacled man shrugged, his smile unchanged, but his tone carried a hint of sarcasm: "What's so hard to understand? This run-down neighborhood is stinking and rotten, what's so good about it?"

"The elderly person is getting old. Wouldn't it be reasonable for them to sell this land, get the money, buy a spacious house in a better urban area, and enjoy their later years?"

"Impossible! You're lying!" Bai Lang suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. "Master is an expert in the inner realm. If he really wanted to leave, he would have left long ago. Why would he stay here for thirty years?!"

"He's not guarding this dilapidated house!" Bai Lang's emotions surged, his chest heaving violently. "You must have used some tricks!"

Upon hearing this, the bespectacled man scoffed as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, his contempt undisguised: "Heh, don't you even know what kind of people you are? A bunch of peasants, and you think you're worthy of the corporation's attention?"

"To tell you the truth," the bespectacled man said, his smile fading and his tone turning icy, "your master did it voluntarily. After all, his precious grandson is still lying in the intensive care unit at the Life Electricity Hospital."

"So get out of here! Otherwise, I'll report you for trespassing!"

The bespectacled man tossed out a sentence, completely disregarding Bai Lang, straightened his collar, and turned to leave.

"Don't rush off yet, I still have some questions to ask."

A calm voice sounded from behind him. The bespectacled man paused, and before he could turn around, a hand lightly landed on his shoulder.

The hand wasn't very strong, but it felt like a welded iron clamp, instantly tensing all the muscles in his body, making it impossible for him to even turn his neck.

"court death!"

A surge of anger rose in the bespectacled man's heart, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

How dare these lowly people from the lower city touch his custom-made suit with their dirty hands!

He gritted his teeth, his temples bulged slightly, and a subtle mental fluctuation spread out silently.

In an instant, the surrounding light seemed to dim, a faint gray mist spread through the air, and even the distant neon lights became distorted and blurry.

Bai Lang felt a sudden dizziness, the scene before his eyes began to spin, his head felt like it was stuffed with a tangled mess, he was drowsy and could barely stand, he could only bite his tongue hard and rely on the pain to stay awake.

This is a special mental interference method, specifically designed to deal with those inexperienced martial artists from the lower city, and it always works.

However, there was nothing unusual about Kolokunlun.

His fingers remained on the bespectacled man's shoulder, his mental processing power rapidly working, analyzing the mental fluctuations with meticulous detail.

It's just a trick to create hallucinations by stimulating brainwaves.

"Hypnosis? Psychological attacks? Let me show you something much more powerful!"

Luo Kunlun's voice remained calm, but he applied slight pressure with his fingertips.

The bespectacled man felt a terrifying force surge into his body through his shoulders, like a mountain crashing down. His bones creaked under the immense pressure, and his legs buckled, causing him to kneel on the ground. His expensive trousers, worth over two thousand yuan, were instantly torn at the knees.

The composure on his face vanished, replaced by extreme terror. He made strange hoarse noises in his throat, but couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

The mental fluctuations that had touched Luo Kunlun earlier vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea. Instead, they were countered by an even more terrifying backlash, making his head feel as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, causing him to feel so painful that his vision went black.

"It's a pity I don't have a more benevolent mind-reading ability, and you don't have a spiritual body."

Luo Kunlun's voice was calm and even, but to the bespectacled man, it was nothing short of a death warrant from hell.

Ignoring the barriers of skin, flesh, and bones, it directly probed the source of his consciousness.

Unlike the refined spiritual entities in the wizarding world, the bespectacled man's consciousness was nothing more than a chaotic mass of thoughts attached to his brain, fragile and easily destroyed.

The next second, the bespectacled man let out a shrill scream that sounded inhuman.

His eyes suddenly bulged out, filled with dense blood vessels, and his body convulsed violently like a fish out of water, his clothes instantly soaked with cold sweat.

On a level unseen by others, his thoughts and memories are being forcibly extracted and rummaged through by an irresistible force, and those secrets buried deep in his mind are now exposed.

Bai Lang was dumbfounded. He could vaguely see a semi-transparent phantom appearing above the bespectacled man's head.

Luo Kunlun quickly integrated and analyzed the fragmented memories within the spirit body.

A program for genetic modification and the development of human potential.

They deliberately caused a car accident and interfered with educational resources outside their control. How dare a mere Inner Realm martial artist challenge the monopoly they created? They are truly courting death.

At the same time, it also makes room for the new experimental base that is about to be built.

As for Bai Lang's surreptitious filming and investigation, it was all under the control of the Shengdian Group from beginning to end. They let this kid run wild simply because they found it amusing, and even deliberately leaked some insignificant "secrets," like watching a monkey.

It should be like a cat playing with a mouse.

A moment later, the semi-transparent phantom of consciousness instantly dissipated, like a bubble bursting. The bespectacled man's body slumped to the ground, his eyes glazed over, muttering incoherent nonsense; he had clearly gone completely insane.

And Luo Kunlun got what he wanted.

As an administrative staff member of the Shengdian Group, this bespectacled man can be considered a true intellectual in the world of Miwu, with a history of four hundred years of changes in this land in his mind.

These memories flooded back like a tide, allowing Luo Kunlun to piece together a magnificent and turbulent period of time.

Before the aftershocks of the broken passage between the two worlds had subsided, a bloody storm swept through the world of Secret Martial Arts.

The martial arts alliance swiftly wiped out the invaders and gathered all the scattered resources and knowledge.

What followed was decades of postwar recovery and an unprecedented period of rapid development.

Relying on the basic scientific knowledge left behind by Luo Kunlun, the civilization process of the Secret Martial World seems to have been put on fast-forward.

In just forty years, the roar of steam engines resounded across the entire continent, factory chimneys rose in abundance, and railway tracks stretched into the distant wilderness.

They skipped the long period of trial and error and went straight into the steam age.

After that, technological innovation never stopped. The invention of the internal combustion engine, the rise of capital, the application of electricity, the emergence of long-distance navigation technology... the spark of civilization burned ever brighter, and naturally, they embarked on the path of exploring other continents.

The original homeland was named Continent One, and each new territory discovered thereafter was named Continent Two, Continent Three, and Continent Four in sequence.

The map of the four continents supported the prosperous world of Secret Martial Arts.

That period was the most insane golden age in the history of the Secret Martial World.

Countless people packed their bags, left their homeland, and, as adventurers, flocked to the undeveloped wilderness.

Some people become rich overnight by mining mineral deposits, while others rise to power and wealth by developing trade routes.

The vast resources and jobs created by the development have enabled even those from humble backgrounds to achieve overnight fame and fortune.

Accompanying this is the renewed rise of martial arts.

At that time, the prototype of the Transcendent Realm had already appeared.

That is to explore the secrets of the human body in order to transcend the ordinary and attain sainthood.

However, how to tap into the potential hidden deep within the flesh and blood has become a difficult problem for all martial artists.

The answer quickly emerged: it was spiritual will, or the power of the mind.

Only by strengthening one's mind can one more accurately control the physical body and unlock its hidden power.

But how can it grow stronger?

Just when the entire martial arts world was in a state of confusion, an unparalleled genius emerged out of nowhere.

He extracted the core logic of spiritual cultivation from the wizard meditation methods he had seized years ago, and combined it with the environment of the Secret Martial World to create a completely new technique: the visualization method.

The wizard's meditation method involves absorbing magical energy from the outside to nourish the spirit, ultimately condensing a spiritual body that can leave the body.

However, the world of Secret Martial Arts has no magic, and the meditation method has extremely high requirements for talent, requiring wizard talent.

However, this way of thinking is different; it takes a completely opposite path.

It advocates visualizing the spirit within one's body, using the soul as a guide to resonate with the breath of heaven and earth, and to follow the frequency of the universe's rotation, thereby strengthening one's own mind and spirit.

This method of cultivation does not seek for the spirit to leave the body and expand outward, but rather to seek within.

The strengthened spiritual power is likened to a gentle stream, flowing through the skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs, achieving an extremely subtle control over every inch of the body.

This method caused a stir in the martial arts world.

Martial artists who cultivate visualization techniques can not only successfully unlock the gates to the realm of perfection, but also develop various supernatural abilities and master methods of mental intimidation.

Those at the top of the pyramid are even more capable of fusing their mental power with their martial arts, giving rise to what are known as fist intent, sword intent, and knife intent.

Wherever the fist strikes, it can shatter rocks and split mountains.

With sword intent soaring, even a commoner can seize command.

Even in an era dominated by firearms, these experts at the Transcendent Realm still possessed terrifying combat power, capable of taking on an entire army single-handedly.

Conventional methods are no longer sufficient to restrain them, and society has to acknowledge the power of these extraordinary beings and grant them commensurate status and power.

Power and strength are always intertwined.

Then came the end of the golden age.

The rise and fall of civilizations is an ironclad law of development.

As the markets on the four continents gradually become saturated and resource development comes to an end, that golden age of abundant opportunities is finally gone forever.

The hidden dangers that were overlooked behind the rapid development have now come to a head.

Extreme imbalance in resource allocation, ever-expanding living space for the lower classes, and increasingly rampant market monopolies by large corporations...

Especially after a controller appears.

Ultimately, this led to the current distorted society where the upper district is extravagant and decadent, while the lower district is dilapidated and impoverished.

A behemoth like the Shengdian Group is a product of its time.

Holding both technological and martial arts power, they climbed step by step to the pinnacle of power.

Among them, the most important is the extraordinary; the entire group exists to serve those in control.

The path to mastery, beyond the realm of perfection.

Their spirit and energy are perfectly integrated, and their bodies, under the control of their mental power, can actively absorb electricity and other forces, thus shedding their mortal forms.

Each one of them possesses earth-shattering power; they are divine beings high above, looking down upon the human world.

But if we want to go further, we need technological advancements.

"So that's how it is."

After reading the entire book, Luo Kunlun has gained insights into the current state of martial arts.

If the martial arts system four hundred years ago was a legend of dragons and snakes, then it is now developing into the story of the Star River Emperor.