Gao Wu: I have a dimensional gate

Mountain venomous lizards may appear stronger, but they are actually less of a threat to themselves.

After the mutation, it became larger and stronger, but lost its agility, making it less of a threat than the Grayscale Hydralisk that hides and attacks from the shadows.

Lu Qiu wrote about the mountain poison lizard and the gray-scaled thorn snake, connecting them with "life-or-death struggle?"

He closed his eyes slightly in thought, recalling the battle as if wielding a pen as if wielding a weapon.

Like an old ox, it ruminates on the details of the battle, grinds them up, and digests them.

In Lu Qiu's mind, he imagined a mountain venomous lizard charging at him again from the leaf litter.

The enormous, sharp teeth gleamed with a ghostly blue light, and the claws dug deep into the fallen leaves, leaving traces of movement with every step it took.

In his mind, Lu Qiu leaped, shifting his position slightly, and struck the poisonous lizard on the back of the head again with the steel pipe in his hand.

No, Lu Qiu shook his head. In his mind, the venomous lizard launched another attack from another angle, pouncing and whipping its tail as it got close. It then pounced again and whipped its tail once more.

Even if the venomous lizard moves continuously, you can still easily dodge it.

The battle with the monitor lizard may seem thrilling, but in reality, the monitor lizard has too much strength and not enough agility. Lu Qiu handled the whole process with ease, and even when he exerted his full strength twice, he still seemed quite relaxed.

This process is less of a battle and more of a relaxing form of entertainment.

What if we replace the poison lizard with a hydralisk?

The scene changes, the traces of the battle with the poisonous lizard are erased, and the surroundings are calm.

Suddenly, a black spot appeared at the corner of the eye, the snout of the gray-scaled serpent opened wide, and its fangs curved backward.

Alarm bells rang in Lu Qiu's mind, and he instinctively swung his weapon to fight back.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and saw that the pen cap, which had been folded over the pen tip, had been flung off.

Ignoring the pen cap, he wrote "highly tense" on the paper.

No, it wasn't just that. He immediately closed his eyes, and a few seconds later wrote on the paper, "Give it your all."

That feeling was like a glimmer of light, yet it was like looking at flowers through a fog, unable to see through them, or like looking at a beautiful woman through a beaded curtain, so close yet so far.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He immediately stood up, clasped his hands together in front of him, and replayed the image of the serpent's sneak attack in his mind over and over again, the snake's bite growing larger and larger in front of him.

Suddenly, Lu Qiu slashed down with both hands from top to bottom. The serpent that had ambushed him in his mind was struck by a tremendous force, and its body flew out, its flesh tearing and breaking into several pieces in mid-air.

As the scene faded out, Lu Qiu realized he was standing in a room, his hands still in the swinging motion, the pen cap that had been thrown off earlier rolling to his feet.

He grasped that feeling. The instant he completed the attack, his blood, muscles, and bones worked together seamlessly, as if his entire body had solidified into a single machine, with every part contributing to the strike.

He felt a strange sensation within his bones and opened the panel:

Name: Lu Qiu

Qi and blood: 8.7

Muscle: 8.4

Skeleton: 7.9→8.0

Skill: Mastery of the Eighth Set of National Basic Training Methods for Primary and Secondary School Students

Gate of Realms

The medicinal power stored in the body's bone network was suddenly partially digested.

Is this feeling really that magical?

If he can maintain this peculiar state for a long time, and with the addition of obtaining spiritual herbs from the Gate of Another World, he might even become a quasi-martial artist before the college entrance examination.

The minimum score for a quasi-martial artist is 30 in all three categories.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Lu Qiu is only a few points away from 30; the closer each physical stat is to the limit, the harder it is to train.

A dose of 1.0 to 1.1 takes only a few days, while a dose of 9.0 to 9.1 might take ten days to half a month.

To become a near-martial artist with perfect scores in all three dimensions, how much money would one have to invest?

That means you can be admitted to a top-tier martial arts university without any academic performance score!

Perhaps the greatest gain from this exploration of the Otherworld Gate is this state of complete unity.

The thought of the gate to another world gave Lu Qiu a headache again.

This expedition yielded two Bone-Strengthening Grass plants. Since we had never used bone-refining medicine before, our bones had extremely high absorption efficiency, and the remaining medicinal power of the plant we consumed would be used up in less than a day.

The remaining Bone-Marrow Grass won't last more than a few days before it's digested. To become stronger, I need to obtain more medicinal herbs.

To obtain more medicinal herbs, the mountain poison lizard must be dealt with first; otherwise, having a clumsy lizard following behind will easily attract other creatures with its noise.

To deal with the poison lizard, you need to use more powerful weapons, as its carapace has been strengthened by more than one layer after mutation.

To obtain more powerful weapons, one must first become a quasi-martial artist, which requires more medicinal herbs.

Oh no, Lu Qiu is now stuck in a dilemma where he can't get through to either end.

Are we supposed to go to the black market?

Putting aside whether they have enough money to buy high-powered weapons, in a small resource town like 032 in the rear, where you can barely see any creatures in the restricted area in a year, who would buy or sell if a black market opened?

As I was pondering this, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. "Is Lu Qiu home...?"

Could it be that Mom and Dad are back? I glanced at the time; it was only a little past 10 p.m. In previous years, I would usually get home around this time after working overtime, but this year, working all night is the norm.

Hearing the familiar voice made me realize that I must have been making too much noise and disturbed the neighbors.

Lu Qiu opened the door, and the uncle first praised Lu Qiu for studying hard and training so late. He then talked about how Lu's parents had given birth to such a promising son, who would definitely be able to get into a martial arts university in the future. Finally, he told him to pay attention to rest, not to neglect his academic studies, and to combine work and rest.

After seeing the uncle off, Lu Qiu realized that he had indeed made a bit too much of a commotion.

Two floor tiles in his room were broken, with cracks spreading out like a spider web, and a pen cap that he had thrown off earlier lay beside the cracks.

It would be great to have my own cultivation room, so I wouldn't have to worry about disturbing the neighbors while I'm doing my own thing.

It is said that after becoming a martial artist, training in an ordinary room can easily crack the walls and shatter the floor.

The school's martial arts training room is specially made so that it can withstand years of wear and tear.

Why not rent a more spacious place outside? Resource City No. 032 may not have much else, but it certainly has plenty of storage warehouses.

Training is easy to arrange. You can train in the martial arts class at the school, or if that doesn't work, you can go to the Otherworld Gate and train there, where you can achieve twice the results with half the effort.

Even though there were only two months left until the college entrance examination, Lu Qiu still thought renting a house was necessary. As the exam date approached, Lu Qiu would inevitably travel to and from the foreign land more frequently.

As you develop your ability to access otherworldly portals, the enemies you encounter will only become stronger, and you will spend more and more time inside them, increasing the likelihood of being exposed.

Parents will become increasingly worried when they see their child covered in wounds.

Lu Qiu silently noted down the plan; acquiring high-powered weapons was the top priority.

Lu Qiu decided to think of a way first. Since he still couldn't get a weapon before the second Bone-Marrow Grass was fully digested, he risked going to the construction site to find two steel bars. These things could definitely smash the head of the Mountain Poison Lizard.

Even if they are discovered, there's no need to worry. Just throw the steel bars into the gate of another world, and no one will risk their lives for two steel bars and a prospective martial arts university student.

......

The next afternoon after school, the martial arts students entered the training room in a sparse manner.

The training room is simple, with a glass wall in the front and a row of small storage boxes in the back.

Several water cups were scattered on the storage box at different heights, and stickers and posters were pasted on some of the cabinet doors.

The poster was well protected; apart from some yellowing at the edges, it was not damaged at all.

Above is a person standing on the sea, seemingly out of thin air. Behind that person are towering city walls, with close-in weaponry emitting smoke.

The cannon muzzle pointed towards the gloomy, boundless sea, where leaden clouds rolled in, and the silhouette of a colossal, mountain-like beast could be vaguely seen within them.

The poster at the bottom reads: "Wu, the strongest of the Human Alliance, ventured deep into the Pacific Ocean to slay Emperor Luo, and returned three days later, soaring through the sky."

With his hands behind his back, he alone is worth a million soldiers!

The poster wasn't put up by Lu Qiu, but every time I see it, I can't help but feel a surge of emotion.

The strongest one is the most outstanding super martial artist in the entire Human Alliance.

After putting away the clutter, the students spontaneously began practicing stance training, and not a single one of them slacked off.

To be selected for the martial arts class, one must be one of the best in the 032 resource city in terms of both talent and perseverance. Any slackness will be magnified infinitely.

Especially when a big exam is approaching, if you make less progress than usual after a day of training, it can easily be considered a regression.

Lu Qiu was also in the training team, practicing the breathing techniques and accompanying stance exercises within the training method.

He immediately noticed the difference from his usual practice.