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One day, in the forest.
“Striking Water Stone, as for the drifter, it’s all about momentum. I see your shooting skills are quite solid, but you need to improve your draw speed. To put it simply, if we stand ten meters apart and draw our guns at the same time, you will definitely be the first to fall. Even at five meters, without a gun, given your current level, I can still win. You can definitely handle sniping, but in reality, there aren’t that many targets for you to shoot at in the city. So, for the time being, focus on practicing your draw speed and high-speed blind shooting while moving. The former requires sweat, and the latter requires talent; whether you succeed or how much you improve depends entirely on yourself.”
Twelfth Senior Brother Fan Zhi instructed Wen Ming while demonstrating the key movements. Not far away, a startled Blackbird took flight; with a casual flick of his hand, Fan Zhi sent the Blackbird tumbling down as if it had been “hit.” Wen Ming was so astonished by this miraculous skill that he didn’t even notice when the shot was fired, feeling both amazed and pleased with himself. A person eager to learn could hardly let such an opportunity slip by; Wen Ming nodded repeatedly in agreement, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
In another part of the forest, Politeness was chasing a Red-Butt Monkey that was darting around in the trees. Each time he seemed close to grabbing its tail, the mischievous monkey would suddenly change direction, leaving Politeness stumbling awkwardly. After yet another exhausting attempt, covered in dirt and without a single strand of monkey fur to show for it, Politeness decided to lay down in the muddy ground for a moment’s rest.
Nearby, Wen Hei Shixiong tossed a bunch of bananas to the monkey and began patiently instructing the panting Politeness.
“You are from Yanhuang City, and your internal strength is already quite sufficient. To improve further requires years of accumulation; there’s no need to rush. However, there is still room for improvement in your agility. A madman caught this monkey when he was only ten years old. If you want to keep up with him after he learns advanced techniques, you must practice diligently. Get up! Only by continually pushing your limits can your physical abilities improve.”
Reluctantly, Politeness let out a groan and charged toward the monkey again. However, unaware of the monkey's cunning plan, he stepped on a banana peel and fell flat on his face once more.
The monkey danced around in glee while Master Wen Hei sighed helplessly.
Deeper in the forest, Tong Bailong led Wade and a group of disciples through basic body training exercises of the Yanhuang Sect. These exercises might not yield immediate results but would show significant improvement over time.
Listening to Bai, the head instructor for external disciples of the Yanhuang Sect, oversaw some training sessions with Tong Bailong and members of Bill's Spaceship’s Armed Team. This training would provide ready methods for improving physical fitness when they returned to Earth.
Initially practicing alongside them, Situ Yu eventually ran off to learn shooting techniques from Wen Ming but quickly lost interest. Meanwhile, Flower Snow Moon had no intention of practicing martial arts; instead, she spent her free time studying local customs and cultures as well as gang structures and other topics to stave off boredom.
…
On one side of the forest lay a flat plain abundant with water and grass. Two mechs were engaged in an intense sparring match, intertwining in a chaotic display.
Recently, Jufeng had been training with Bill Sparring, specifically learning from him. Unlike school knowledge, this was all practical experience; some techniques were beyond Bill’s understanding of their principles but were known to yield optimal results. After several days of training under Bill’s guidance and with additional instruction from Shell, Jufeng made rapid progress and became quite skilled with mechs.
After half a day of training in the mech, Bill excused himself first. Jufeng reflected on his gains before beginning to practice advanced techniques.
The difference between advanced techniques and basic ones is essentially learning multiplication before division. For example, three times seven equals twenty-one; dividing twenty-one by three gives seven—a concept understood through multiplication. However, dividing twenty-two by three cannot be clearly grasped through multiplication alone. Thus, advanced techniques encompass everything.
Jufeng proved himself to be exceptionally talented in martial arts; he quickly grasped advanced techniques and seemed poised to catch up with Politeness. Therefore, Master Wen Hei's advice was not entirely unfounded.
The Mahayana technique utilized a weapon, and at that moment, Huankezhao's Second-Grade weapon came into play. Jufeng danced with the blade, creating a whirlwind of motion, and in an instant, petals fell endlessly across the prairie.
After a while, Jufeng sheathed his sword and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He walked over to Chuyang, affectionately stroking the girl's head, feeling a bit shy under her intense gaze.
"What are you looking at? Think Dad is handsome?"
Chuyang giggled and nodded enthusiastically, climbing onto Jufeng's sweaty body without a care for dirt. She tilted her head to look at the weapon in his hand, her face full of curiosity.
"Dad, where did this come from?"
Seeing Chuyang's interest in the weapon piqued Jufeng's curiosity as well. He indulgently replied, "Do you like weapons too, Chuyang? You seem just like that girl Xue Er."
Mentioning Jiang Xue naturally reminded Jufeng of Lu Qijia and their companions in Washing City. It struck him that he had been away from home for over a month now, and feelings of homesickness surged within him like a flowing river. However, it was not yet time to return; the true day of coming home would be when the hurricane arose.
Chuyang was oblivious to Jufeng's emotional shift, as all her attention was focused on the weapon, or more specifically, on the pattern on its blade.
" Chuyang isn't interested in the weapon itself; she just feels a strange familiarity with that pattern. It's like she's seen it often before but can't recall why."
Jufeng's nostalgia was brought back to reality by Chuyang's words. He had always been fascinated by her background, especially her almost supernatural ability to connect with electronic systems at will. It was simply astonishing...
Thus, when Chuyang mentioned the past, Jufeng immediately took notice.
That pattern was Huankezhao's emblem: a screw revealing A Squad's teeth and eyes. It represented Huankezhao's mission—to breathe life into metal.
"Are you familiar with this symbol, Chuyang?"
"Yes, it seems like I used to live in a place filled with such symbols, but I really can't remember why. Please don't be angry, Dad."
Whenever Chuyang recalled her past, her mind would go blank involuntarily. Jufeng understood this was likely a sign of temporary amnesia. Unfortunately, there wasn't an effective way to treat such symptoms, and he couldn't bring himself to let Chuyang wander off carelessly.
"I'm not angry," Jufeng reassured her. Yet deep down, he felt a sense of direction forming. Staying idle in space wouldn't yield much benefit; martial arts training wasn't achieved overnight. Perhaps during this time of civility training, he could take the opportunity to explore that place nearby.
"Let's go, Daddy will take Chuyang for a stroll..."
Three hours later, a spacecraft appeared in the Magellan Star System, specifically on Magellanic Planet. This place could be considered the new center of the Interstellar Era universe, the most prosperous economic and political hub among several existing planets.
In an open café at the heart of the commercial district, two men were leisurely sipping coffee and enjoying desserts with a girl. In front of the girl was a sundae, and she was happily eating it, her mouth covered in white cream.
Across from them stood the towering Mona Tower, home to the renowned Universal Manufacturing Center.
It was undoubtedly a top-tier Arms Factory.
(To be continued)
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