Martial God Development Plan

"......That's right, there's no point in thinking about this now." Ji Zhao paused, "After I enter the mirror, where will the game start?"

"When it's still a game, you start where the 'protagonist' starts."

"Is this considered a possession of someone else's body?"

"This is actually quite interesting." Liu Qing smiled, "Liang Xing didn't possess you when he entered this world, but you and I both possessed corresponding characters when we entered the game... The difference between the two is that the protagonist of "Martial God Development Plan" was determined to be 'Ji Zhao' from the beginning, while in our two games, the protagonist can be named by himself."

"So I guess that before we 'started' this game, Ji Zhao and Liu Qing didn't exist. It was only because we created the characters that these two people appeared and served as our containers."

"Of course, this is just a guess. I have no evidence."

Liu Qing paused and spoke again: "But since we are talking about this, let me mention it again. When we go in, we will inherit the memories of our original bodies, as well as a small part of our obsessions. Liang Xing does not have this memory and obsession because he has it since birth, but we do."

"Memories are not to be mentioned. As for obsession, it will be particularly strong at the beginning, and then it will gradually fade away. You'd better complete it for him. At the very least, don't cause a conflict. For example, if you want to kill the person the original body wants to protect, it will take some time. As for how long it will take, you will feel it yourself when the time comes."

"......I see."

After that, Ji Zhao asked many trivial questions, and Liu Qing answered them in detail and also gave Ji Zhao some advice. This process lasted about four hours.

"Speaking of which, I suffered a lot back then... Before entering the game, I was entrusted with an important task, and I stayed alone in this black and white pixel world for almost twenty years, cramming all kinds of knowledge. I almost went crazy, and I tested myself. I put down the book only when my spirit was at its limit. As a result, I found that the natural laws and material composition of that world were completely different. What I learned was basically useless except for mathematics. I was really going crazy at that time, wondering what all these years were for, and why Liang Xing didn't realize this... Later I thought about it, it was probably because of the setting and background of the game."

"However, you don't have that much time to study. You must enter the game before I disappear. I came back with the help of Ling, so I am considered a 'stowaway'. If I disappear, you will not be able to inherit that 'glimmer of hope' from me. The time is before 12 o'clock tonight."

"The mirror's appearance is ever-changing, and it changes with the worldview. However, one thing is certain: it cannot be destroyed. No matter how powerful the force is, it cannot be destroyed. This should be the most important clue."

"Finally... not only is there a glimmer of hope on our side, but there is also a glimmer of hope in that world."

"After Liang Xing entered the 'Martial God Development Program', an old Taoist priest made a divination, saying that a person might destroy the world. But he couldn't tell who this person was, how he did it, whether he was a man or a woman, old or young. He just insisted on doing so for no apparent reason. It was only then that we realized that he might be talking about Liang Xing. But what really confirmed the existence of this 'glimmer of hope' was my world."

"After I entered that world of immortal cultivation, a cultivator named Tianjizi calculated my existence and was certain that someone would destroy this world. But just like the old Taoist priest, he had no idea who I was, how I would do it, whether I was a man or a woman, old or young, and could not calculate anything. I think there will be some strange people in your world who can sense something, but they definitely don't know as clearly as we do. They probably just vaguely feel that 'someone will destroy this world', and there is no evidence. You don't have to worry too much about it. As long as you don't tell anyone, no one can guess such a thing. As long as you know that there is such a thing, just pay a little attention to it."

Having said that, Liu Qing glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

"It's almost time... You should be on your way, Ji Zhao, do you have anything else to say?"

Volume 1: The Martial God Descends: Volume End: Life is like a journey, and I am also a traveler

"... no more."

Ji Zhao had already asked all the questions that he should ask and wanted to know. As for the remaining questions, for example, why Liu Qing was backstabbed by his descendants, was it because the descendants of the rapist were also rapists?

But Liu Qing became a rapist because of the accumulated emotions over thousands of years, so why did his descendants do that?

The reason why Liu Qing asked this question was probably because he wanted Ji Zhao to ask about this matter on his own initiative so that he could talk about it during the last period of his life... However, Ji Zhao had no interest at all.

He doesn't care at all about things that have nothing to do with him.

Liu Qing probably also understood this, he smiled bitterly and said nothing.

"But there is one more thing I want to do."

Liu Qing asked: "What?"

"I also want to see my grandma."

"...Yes." Liu Qing suddenly realized and smiled bitterly, "I am too selfish. You should go meet her. This is your right."

After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers lightly, and Ji Zhao teleported to a street.

In the black and white world, a pixelated man who could barely be identified as an old man was wandering back and forth on the street.

She wandered back and forth on the fixed road, as if she would never get tired.

Suddenly, a pixel man came over, and the two pixel men collided with each other, and a bubble appeared on each of their heads.

[“Oh, I’m really old. My body aches after walking a few steps.”]

[“Do you know “Life and Death”? Then you must know my grandson Ji Zhao, hehe…”]

The bubbles disappeared and reappeared.

She wandered back and forth on this road, and then repeated this line over and over again, as if this was all her life was about.

Ji Zhao has achieved success and fame... He is the world's most valuable sports star, and the money he has earned is enough for him to squander for a hundred lifetimes. However, he seems to have never taken the time to accompany the people he should accompany.

"Do you want me to listen to your confession?" Liu Qing said, "Although you don't want to listen to me, I am willing to listen to you."

"......" Ji Zhao was silent for a moment, and squeezed out a few words from his throat, "There is no need for this... Send me back."

Liu Qing didn't reply, but just snapped his fingers, and Ji Zhao returned to the room.

Ji Zhao turned around without saying a word. Unknowingly, the computer behind him had disappeared, replaced by a dark-colored door... In this world that has completely turned into black and white pixels, only this door and Ji Liu still maintain a 'real' appearance.

Liu Qing asked: "Are you ready?"

Ji Zhao replied softly, "Not at all. Half a day ago, I was still thinking about how to spend this off-season, but now, half a day later, someone told me that the world is going to be destroyed and I have to save it... Although you have explained things very clearly and I have a general understanding of them, every time I think about it, I feel like my head is a mess. Maybe until now, I still have the fantasy that 'this is all a dream' in my mind, hoping to wake up suddenly and not have to think about these messed up things, but no matter what, I can't wake up. This inexplicable nightmare is endless."

He paused, and said word by word with a tone that was almost like gnashing teeth: "It's just fucking the same as the bullshit reality!"

After a moment of twist, Ji Zhao's expression immediately returned to calm, as if the gritting of teeth just now was just an illusion of Liu Qing: "So, I am not ready at all, but the matter is done, and I have to do it whether I am ready or not."

"Yes..." Liu Qing smiled helplessly, "Things in the world are like this. Fate will not give every traveler the opportunity to empty the stones in their shoes before departure. When the starting gun sounds, you have to start running whether you like it or not. Sometimes you have to endure the pain of grinding your feet and run. Even if your feet are pierced and bleeding, you can't stop... Go, Ji Zhao, make your own choice without regrets."

Ji Zhao did not respond. He stretched out his hand, gently pressed on the door, and slowly exerted force.

squeak...

The deep door opened wide, and infinite light swallowed up the world. Ji Zhao's figure was gradually swallowed up by the deep door, and every time his figure was swallowed up, Liu Qing's figure became dimmer.

Liu Qing watched Ji Zhao's gradually disappearing back, suddenly sighed softly, and then took out a photo from his arms. It was a group photo, taken in the twenty-sixth year since Liu Qing came to the world of immortal cultivation. At that time, the classmates who were not yet able to make a name for themselves were in their prime, carrying their worthless lives and priceless dreams, and were about to go out into the world.

Liu Qing reached out and touched the photo, a hint of nostalgia flashed in his eyes. He spoke softly, seeming to be feeling emotional.

"It's a pity. There are so many stories, but in the end, there is nothing left to prove that we ever existed... It's so lonely."

At the end of his words, there was even a hint of tears in his voice.

As Ji Zhao's figure completely disappeared, Liu Qing also disappeared into thin air. The photo floated in the air for a few times, fell to the ground, and turned into thousands of light points and dissipated.

......

......

In all directions, up and down, from ancient times to the present, the endless torrent rushes all the way to the deepest part of the universe. In the eternal haze, countless memories flash by, but are deeply engraved in the mind.

Click click click...

I don’t know if it was because of the chaotic world, but the ‘Ji Zhao’ in the attribute panel gradually shattered. Conversely, the chains that bound the real Ji Zhao were loosened bit by bit, until finally, ‘Ji Zhao’ disappeared without a trace, and the real Ji Zhao broke free of all the shackles.

It was unknown how long it was, perhaps a moment, or perhaps tens of millions of years, Ji Zhao felt the existence of his body again. He opened his eyes drowsily, and what came into view was a dim ceiling. There was a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air.

"You're awake."

A cool and elegant voice sounded at the side. Ji Zhao turned around and saw that it was Ji Tan, with long, smooth black hair falling over her shoulders. Her unpainted face reminded Ji Zhao of the gorgeous, dazzling, and dazzling Guanshan cherry blossoms in late March.

"Um......"?

Ji Zhao, who had just woken up and whose mind was not yet fully clear, responded subconsciously, and then reacted from the almost endless sea of ​​memory.

...to another world.

It was not a dream. Although he hoped that when he opened his eyes, he would see his own ceiling and the world would remain the same, fate, or Liu Qing, had chosen him so unreasonably.

So the traveler could only endure the gravel in his shoes and run as fast as he could, even though his body was covered in blood and flesh.

Ji Zhao sat up, feeling his body was weaker than ever before, and suddenly laughed bitterly. Then he spoke:

There was a hint of helplessness, confusion, and relief in the voice, but more than that, it seemed to be announcing something.

He said...

"I'm awake."

(Volume 1, The Martial God Descends, End)

Volume 2: A Poor Life and a Way Out: Chapter 1: Life Story 2

"......" Ji Tan was silent for a few breaths, "The doctor said that you were hit on the head and may have lost some of your memory or have some problems with your brain. I don't expect you to suddenly become enlightened like Lord Wu An, but at least don't have any problems with your brain."⑦

Ji Zhao asked: "Who are you?"

"If you're pretending to have amnesia, at least act a little more confused. Third-rate acting." Ji Tan stood up calmly, "It seems you're fine. Go to the study. My elder sister is going to be mad at you." Don't

After saying this, the man walked outside without stopping for a moment, and when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped.

"By the way... although you haven't lost your memory, are there any other problems? Have you ever made such a joke before?"

Ji Zhao, who had regained his memory, smiled bitterly: "Although looking back, that blow didn't kill me, but at the time, when I saw that thing coming towards my head, I still felt that I was going to die... After going through such a life-and-death experience, I think it's normal to have some changes."

"That's true..." Ji Tan nodded and left the room.

Ji Zhao got off the bed. His previous remarks were deliberate. It was good that he got all the memories of his predecessor, but it was impossible to act perfectly. Sooner or later, something would go wrong. Although the two people looked almost the same, there was a big difference in their personalities... Since this happened, he might as well use it as an excuse. After all, nothing in the world could change a person more than a journey between life and death.

[“What a weak body... Is your obsession to protect your family? That’s to be expected.”]

Ji Zhao began to simply test the various values ​​of this body, but as he was exploring, some light red fonts suddenly appeared around it.

【Role: Ji Zhao】

【Comprehension: 25+65】

[Root bone: 6+3]

【Martial Arts Literacy: 8436】

......(For other attributes, see Zhen Jizhao in Chapter 2 of Volume 1)

Ji Zhao clearly remembered all his attributes.

[“My bones have deteriorated, but my martial arts skills have improved slightly... I see. Since my body is his, I am using his bones. My martial arts skills have improved because of the extra memories. After all, my martial arts skills are all about ‘fighting skills’, but he has the understanding of internal strength.”]

After a rough test, Ji Zhao left the room. Just like in the game, Wang An was practicing martial arts under the big tree in the yard. Ji Zhao took a quick glance, knew what was going on, and then walked towards the study.

dong dong.

Ji Zhao knocked on the door, and Ji Bei's voice was heard.

"Come in."

Ji Zhao pushed the door open and walked in, looking up. The study was not big. Ji Bei was sitting behind the desk. He looked almost the same as in the game, except that he had become a real person, with red lips and white teeth, a heroic look between his brows, and nothing on his chest... If it was the first time they met, it would not be strange to mistake him for a nobleman.

Ji Bei raised his head and asked with suppressed anger: "Are you okay?"

"Not very good." Ji Zhao shook his head, "I always felt a little palpitation when I came here. I'm afraid I can't stand the scolding."

"Then just bear with it... idiot!" Ji Bei was furious. Although she asked Ji Zhao to bear with it, she herself had no intention of bearing it at all. She had to curse a few times before she felt relieved. "Do you think you have a tough life?!"

"I don't think so now." Ji Zhao said softly, "Death... I never felt it was real before, but now I finally understand it a little bit."

"Hmph..." Ji Bei snorted coldly, as if he was moved by Ji Zhao's attitude and did not continue to scold him. "It's good to know. Yangqi Sutra is not a method for fighting against enemies. Even if you have practiced it for so many days, it will not be of any use in a real fight. Go find Uncle Wang later and let him teach you the basics, and change the method to practice... I asked you to practice Yangqi Sutra in the past to nourish your body. You are weak. If you don't practice for a few years and go directly to practice other methods, not only will it fail, but you will also suffer the consequences in your later years. But the current situation in the world is like this, and I can't care about what happened then. Go."

Ji Bei's voice fell, but Ji Zhao did not leave.

"Why, do you have anything else to say?"

Ji Zhao looked a little embarrassed: "It's like this... Sister, I think An Chun is too dangerous. If I continue to stay here, I'm afraid..."

Ji Bei interrupted Ji Zhao: "You want to leave?"

Ji Zhao nodded: "I think our whole family should go together."

Ji Bei sneered: "It seems that you are really afraid this time. No wonder the Yan army in the Xuande period was so vulnerable. One hundred thousand men were chased by ten thousand Ning people. It turns out that they are all smart people who want to protect themselves when something happens."

When Ji Zhao heard this, he knew that he had no chance of escaping, but he still wanted to hold on, so he whispered, "Soldiers are soldiers, and civilians are civilians."

"Pah!" Ji Bei stretched out his hand and slammed a sign with the word 'An' on it on the desk, shouting, "I am Anchun Wu'an! I carry the name of Duke Wu'an, and I have been living on Yan's salary without doing any work all day long. How can I abandon Yan's land at this moment!"

Ji Bei seemed to be angry, and was about to roar a few words, but he suppressed it again: "...Forget it, you narrowly escaped death, it's not surprising to have such thoughts, I don't blame you, but don't say this anymore, get out."

"I see."

Ji Zhao turned and left with a calm expression, without any fear at all.

[“Is it really not possible?”]

Ji Zhao felt that leaving Anchun was a good option, at least it could satisfy his original body's obsession with "protecting his family". As for where to go after leaving here, he could only take it one step at a time. After all, who could predict what would happen in the future?

But unfortunately, this matter didn't even complete the first step and died in the womb... Ji Zhao was not discouraged. He just wanted to give it a try and it didn't matter if he failed.

After all, he doesn't have much say in this family... This is not only because of issues such as ability and age, but most importantly, Ji Zhao cannot be considered a member of the Ji family.

In the game, Han Yi used psychological activities to curse Ji Zhao as a "bastard"... To be honest, this can't really be considered an insult.

Ji Bei's father, Ji Ren, was very fond of an oiran when he was young. He spent a lot of money to pursue her, but she ignored him and gave birth to a child for another man. However, when Ji Zhao was about to give birth, the man ran away... It happened that Ning State was rising and the situation was turbulent at that time. In that environment, a pregnant oiran was worse than grass. Fortunately, there was Ji Ren to take the blame... However, Ji Zhao's birth was not smooth and the oiran died of heavy bleeding.

Ji Ren lived up to his name, for in the end he actually brought Ji Zhao home to raise him. Unfortunately, a few years later, Ji Ren died in battle, and Ji Bei and Ji Tan's biological mother fell ill and died from missing him. Only Ji Bei's generation was left in the Ji family, along with Wang An, who had his life saved by Ji Ren and served him all his life.

Therefore, Ji Zhao was the child of a wild man (? ) and a prostitute... In that era, this status was extremely low.