ăBrain Storageă
ăBrain Retrievală
In the dilapidated room.
A handsome, incredibly dashing young man, dressed in a scholar's robe, lay on the bed, his face clouded with worry, sighing repeatedly.
âMy fate⊠this shouldn't be happening.â
Gu Ming looked speechless.
He was pooping at home, about to wipe his butt, and then he transmigrated.
He arrived in this complicated world.
That alone would have been fine.
But his identity was also ridiculous.
The original owner was a fifteen-year-old poor scholar, without parents, a standard Transmigration template.
He had studied for seven years.
Feeling invincible, he prepared to take the imperial examination to bring honor to his ancestors.
But he was robbed by a group of bandits on the way.
That alone would have been fineâŠ
Now, they were even planning to make him the Qingfeng毚's Chief's Husband.
That's right.
The Chief was a tomboy.
She was two meters tall, estimated to weigh over three hundred catties, with a robust physique, and skilled in using a nine-holed broadsword.
Yet her name was Su Wanrou.
She was the strongest person in Qingfeng毚, and it was said her cultivation had reached the Peak of Body Tempering.
According to the information in his mind.
Martial arts in this world were extremely developed; as long as one had money and resources, anyone could practice martial arts and strengthen themselves.
The division of cultivation Realms was also very simple, from weakest to strongest: Body Tempering, Qi Condensation, Inner Strength, and Outer Strength.
There were definitely more Realms beyond that, but the original owner's memory had no relevant information.
Even a Peak Body Tempering practitioner could control a Village, which was enough to illustrate the peculiarity of this world.
âSu Wanrou⊠could it be that I, Gu Ming, am going to fail so miserably!â
To be honest, he still had some expectations.
After all, the opportunity to become a Chief's Husband wasn't something everyone got.
But then he thought of the other party's enormous body.
Forget it, let's just destroy it.
Don't even think about it!
Just as Gu Ming was in utter despair.
A voice suddenly sounded.
ăDing!ă
Gu Ming was startled.
This sound was too beautiful.
ăDing, congratulations Host, the simulator has been unlockedă
Golden Finger, was this his Golden Finger?
Indeed, the Space-Time Administration didn't forget him, a transmigrator. In this day and age, how could a transmigrator not be equipped with a Golden Finger?
After quickly browsing the information in his mind, Gu Ming instantly understood.
The simulator.
It could simulate a lifetime in reality.
After simulating, one could inherit the cultivation, resources, memories, and so on from the simulation.
After each use, there was a seventy-two-hour cooldown.
In addition, if a simulation task was completed, one could simulate again, and the simulation opportunity provided by the simulation task was unrelated to the cooldown time.
However, the appearance of these simulation tasks depended entirely on luck.
Lying on the bed.
Gu Ming clenched his fists and started the simulation without hesitation.
âHeaven help me, let me be free!â
Recalling the first time he saw Su Wanrou, he became even more excited.
ăSimulation beginsă
ăDay 1, you sit up from the bed, and after some thought, decide to respond to changes with no changesă
ăWhat's coming will come, you still have to learn to accept your fateă
ăAnyway, this is just a simulation, you know very well what your mission is, and you are prepared to sacrifice yourselfă
ăAt noon, the door opens, and a brawny man in iron armor walks in, handing you a meal: âEat quickly, the Chief told me to tell you that she will come to find you as soon as she finishes what she's doing.âă
ăâWithin three days, Qingfeng毚 will hold the wedding.âă
ăThree days!!ă
ăToo fastă
ăThis Chief is really too eageră
ăYou are extremely hungry, so you quickly pick up your bowl and chopsticks and take a big mouthfulă
ăAfter eating your fill, you lie on the bedă
ăAfter some thought, you start doing push-ups, squats, and other exercises to train your bodyă
ăâI, Gu Ming, have always been strong-willed. Even if I become a Chief's Husband, I will be on top, not below, taking the initiative.âă
ăMainly because being on the bottom would be fatal!ă
ăOver three hundred catties, who could withstand thată
ăLate at night on Day 2, you are still exercisingă
ăThe wooden door is roughly pushed openă
ăA robust woman, reeking of alcohol, walks in: âLittle darling, have you been waiting for me for a long time?âă
ăShe sits beside you and sighs: âThere have been a lot of things going on in the Village lately, there's nothing I can do.âă
ăâBut don't worry, I've convinced them. Tomorrow, tomorrow we'll get married!âă
ăâLittle darling, how handsome you are.âă
ăShe touches your noseă
ăYou only smell a strong odor of sweată
ăDamn ită
ăI'll endure!!!ă
ăâHusband, I've been without parents since childhood. You are the first person to be kind to me. I'm so touched.âă
ăYou habitually flatter heră
ăThe Chief, Su Wanrou, changes her expression: âLittle darling, do you not dislike me?âă
ăâHow could I? Why would I dislike you???âă
ăYou retort: âIs it just because of your appearance? Hehehe, I, Gu Ming, am not that kind of shallow hypocrite. I like strong and powerful women like you the most. With you, I feel very safe.âă
ăYou say shyly, your face slightly flushedă
ăSu Wanrou laughs heartily: âGood, good, little darling, I'm really growing to like you more and more.âă
ăThe next day, the wedding proceeds as usuală
ăThe entire Qingfeng毚 is very livelyă
ăYou strongly suppress the discomfort in your heart, restraining all negative emotions, and put on the best acting performance of your lifeă
ăâFirst bow to Heaven and Earth, second bow to the esteemed parentsâŠâă
ăâInto the bridal chamber!âă
ăSu Wanrou carries you like a Princess and throws you onto the bedă
ăA night passed without wordsă
ăThe next day, you are on the verge of tearsă
ăMartial Artists are indeed Martial Artists, they are powerful; no matter what you do, you cannot change your tragic fateă
ăYou couldn't get out of bed for three consecutive days; you were too miserableă
ăSu Wanrou comes to see you every day, and to compensate you, she specially cooks chicken soup for you and personally feeds youă
ăA week later, you gradually recoveră
ăSu Wanrou eagerly finds youă
ă*Crackle, bang, clatterâŠ*ă
ăYour body suffers ten thousand critical hitsă
ăYou feel life has no meaning at all, and it would be better to just dieă
ăA month later, you keep repeating this life, and what's terrifying is that you have already adaptedă
ăOn the last day of the month, you stop Su Wanrou, who is about to leave: âHusband, my body is too weak, I simply cannot match your robust physique.âă
ăâHusband, I heard there are countless strong practitioners in the Village. I wonder if I⊠can follow you all and learn martial arts.âă
ăAfter enduring for a month, you finally reveal your core purposeă
ăHaving finally transmigrated to a world with such explosive martial power, how could you not want to strengthen yourself and improve your power!ă
ăSu Wanrou is completely immersed in your joy and says without thinking: âNo problem, I'll have Old Wang San personally teach you.âă
ăâEven if your Aptitude isn't good, I will make sure you enter the martial path!âă
ăShe says Domineering allyă
ăYou shrink into her arms, whimpering continuouslyă
ăIt's done, it's finally doneă
ăThis is hope!ă
ăDay 3 of the second monthă
ăQingfeng毚 training ground, Su Wanrou leads you to a middle-aged man: âOld San, this is Gu Ming. From now on, you will train with him.âă
ăâHis share of medicinal herbs and meat will be deducted from my portion.âă














