Swallowing the Stars: Time Simulation

Chapter 4 Time Simulator

For the next period of time, Yang Wu did not go to the bar to watch over the place.

Of course, Yang Wu did not accept Wang Zijin's offer to continue paying his salary. After three years, Yang Wu still had some savings.

Apart from having a meal with Luo Feng once, Yang Wu's life revolved around two points: training at the Extreme Martial Arts Academy during the day and resting at home at night.

And just like that, July 1st arrived quickly.

Early that morning, Yang Wu and Luo Feng met up and went to the headquarters of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy in Yangzhou City—the Extreme Club.

"Yang Wu, you're here again. What's up? Are you confident you can pass the preliminary martial artist assessment this time?"

An elderly man with gray hair walked out of the lounge at the entrance of the residential area. He was holding a handheld computer in his hand and smiled at Yang Wu.

"Old Wang!" Upon seeing the old man emerge, Yang Wu handed over his ID card and advanced student certificate, and greeted him.

"Who is this young man?" The old man surnamed Wang asked Luo Feng with a look of surprise.

"Old Wang, my brother here is also here to participate in the preliminary martial artist assessment. He just graduated from high school. What do you think? Such a genius is rare, isn't he!"

After saying that, Yang Wu turned to Luo Feng and said, "Feng, show me your ID and advanced student ID. We need to check them before you can go in!"

Luo Feng quickly took out his identification and handed it to Yang Wu.

The elderly man surnamed Wang took the document from Yang Wu again and swiped it across the handheld computer.

"Yang Wu, you need to work harder, kid. If you don't pass this time, you'll have to wait until February next year to participate in the practical assessment!" the old man kindly reminded him.

"Thank you for the reminder, Elder Wang. I've made great progress this time, and I should be able to pass!" Yang Wu said with a smile.

"Alright, you can go in now!" The elderly man surnamed Wang waved his hand, and the electric gate of the community opened automatically.

Yang Wu had been to the assessment venue several times before, so he quickly led Luo Feng to the main hall of the clubhouse.

"Yang Wu, you're here too!" A burly man with a thick beard, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up with a smile as he saw Yang Wu and Yang Wu enter the hall.

"You're here too?" Yang Wu led Luo Feng over and shook hands firmly with him on the right.

Then Yang Wu pointed to Luo Feng and introduced him to the burly man with the thick beard: "Luo Feng, my good brother, is now even stronger than me!"

Yang Wu and Luo Feng had already sparred before, and as expected, after Luo Feng fainted during the college entrance examination, his strength had surpassed Yang Wu's.

Yang Wu then said to Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, this is Tong Guan. He comes from a military background and is quite capable!"

"Brother Tong!" Luo Feng nodded.

In the original novel, Yang Wu and Tong Guan had a minor argument during the preliminary martial arts assessment.

However, after Yang Wu transmigrated, his personality changed a lot, and he became friends with Tong Guan.

As time went by, more and more people filled the lobby of the clubhouse.

When the preliminary martial arts assessment was about to begin at 10 o'clock, eight advanced students who had come to participate in the assessment had already gathered in the hall.

Led by a middle-aged man wearing loose-fitting training clothes, Yang Wu and his group of eight took the elevator to the sixth floor.

The sixth floor is a huge training hall. At this moment, more than a dozen martial artists are chatting in the training hall. One of them is Jiang Nian, the instructor of Yi'an District.

Jiang Nian and the others surrounded a middle-aged man with long, loose hair. Yang Wu knew that he was Wu Tong, the owner of the Limitless Martial Arts Hall and the head instructor of the Limitless Martial Arts Hall in Yangzhou City.

"Alright, everyone's here. Let's get ready to start the test!" Wu Tong instructed.

The middle-aged man in loose training clothes collected Yang Wu and the others' identification documents and handed them to Wu Tong. "Boss, there are eight people today!"

"There are quite a few people here, I wonder how many will actually get approved?"

Wu Tong laughed, then took out an ID card and casually swiped it across the already turned-on machine next to him.

drop!

A large amount of personal information immediately appeared on the instrument.

"Now we'll proceed with the first test: the punching power test!" Wu Tong said calmly. "I believe you're all familiar with the process beforehand, so I won't go into details. First up, Tong Guan."

"arrive!"

Tong Guan, a burly man with a thick beard, quickly stepped forward, stood in front of the punching power testing machine, and swung his fist at it.

The number immediately appeared on the screen of the punching power testing machine—'986kg'.

"Next, Luo Feng," Chief Instructor Wu Tong continued to call out.

"Next, Bai Yang."

……

"The last one is Yang Wu."

After shouting, Wu Tong added with a smile, "Yang Wu, you should be confident of passing the test this time, right?"

Wu Tong had a good impression of the young man who had brought him tea a few times.

In fact, as a warrior of the general level, Wu Tong did not lack the money to buy tea; what he cared more about was Yang Wu's sentiment.

"Chief Instructor, I am indeed quite confident this time," Yang Wu said modestly.

In the original story, Yang Wu passed the test at this point, so there's no reason why I shouldn't have passed it.

"Alright, let's start the test!" Wu Tong didn't say anything more.

Yang Wu stood in front of the punching power testing machine, exerted force from his waist, and then punched out with his right fist, hitting the bullseye.

The display screen immediately showed Yang Wu's score – '1094kg'.

"Pass!" Wu Tong laughed. "Next up is the speed test. Yang Wu, you'd better do your best."

Yang Wu had been tested before, so Wu Tong knew very well that Yang Wu was somewhat lacking in speed.

One person failed the punching power test, so only seven people remained to take the speed test.

Yang Wu, on the other hand, happened to be ranked first.

boom!

Yang Wu stomped on the ground, unleashing his full speed. After accelerating, he rushed across the speed test area at an extremely fast speed.

"Haha, Yang Wu, it seems you've improved quite a bit lately!"

Upon seeing Yang Wu's results, Jiang Nian, the instructor from Yi'an District, let out a hearty laugh.

Yangzhou City has a total of 12 districts, and there are 12 instructors like him in the Extreme Martial Arts Academy. Now that Yang Wu has passed the speed test, becoming a martial artist is a foregone conclusion.

It's important to know that in the area he's in charge of, he receives a certain amount of martial arts contribution points for every martial artist who appears.

If Luo Feng, who just passed the punching test, is added to the mix, their Yi'an District might produce two new martial artists this time, which naturally makes him happy.

Yang Wu turned to look at the display screen—"26.2m/s".

"At least it's a little better than in the original story!" Yang Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

As I recall, Yang Wu had barely passed the speed test.

Three years after his transmigration, Yang Wu had been diligently cultivating, but he discovered that his growth in strength was not much different from that of the Yang Wu in the original story.

How could Yang Wu, a time traveler, bear this?

Now, it's finally exceeded the limit by a little.

Next, the speed test eliminated two more people, leaving only five people to participate in the final neural reaction speed test.

The first person to be tested in the neural reaction speed test was Tong Guan, a burly man with a thick beard, but unfortunately, he did not pass the test.

Seeing Tong Guan's disappointment, Yang Wu went over to comfort him, saying, "Old Tong, you've made great progress this time. You'll definitely pass next time!"

"You little brat, stop talking nonsense. You've already passed the speed test, so this nerve reaction speed test will definitely be no problem for you." Tong Guan laughed and scolded as he saw Yang Wu walk in.

"I was just lucky to be a few days ahead of you. With your strength, you're not afraid of failing the preliminary martial artist assessment. It's just another chance!" Yang Wu continued to comfort him.

"The last one, Yang Wu!"

Just then, the head instructor Wu Tong's voice rang out.

"I'm going to take the test now!" Yang Wu said, and quickly walked towards the neural response testing machine.

"Go for it!" Tong Guan shouted.

"Brother Yang, keep it up!" Luo Feng, who had already passed the test, shouted back.

Yang Wu gestured to the two of them and strode into the red circle.

One minute later.

"60 seconds, hit 26 times, did not touch the red light, pass, pass!" Chief Instructor Wu Tong announced.

After announcing the results, Wu Tong smiled and said, "Not bad, Yang Wu, congratulations! You've finally become a quasi-martial artist!"

"Thank you, Chief Instructor!"

When Yang Wu heard that he had passed the test, his face showed great excitement, but his words came out somewhat perfunctorily.

Wu Tong assumed it was because Yang Wu had just passed the assessment and didn't pay much attention to it.

What no one knew was that Yang Wu's excitement had another reason.

Because the cheat code he thought would never appear finally did appear!

"The Time Simulator has finished loading. Activate now?"

A mechanical voice quietly sounded in Yang Wu's mind.

(End of this chapter)