Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 722 - 395: 7th Generation: Traitors, Deal!3

"Aren’t I just short on money?"

"But don’t worry, Master Li, I know my limits. I won’t gamble with my life."

Lu Yuan said helplessly.

If it weren’t for the pressures of life, who would want to live a blade-licking life?

Right now, he’s just a dropout from the slums, without even the qualifications to be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Faced with such a hellish start, he can only seize this opportunity and give it his all.

Thinking of this.

Ignoring Old Li’s advice, Lu Yuan returned to the room once more.

The skill of [cha Mastery] brings him improvents in all aspects.

Besides cha repairs, it naturally includes knowledge of coding as well.

With the cha knowledge he now possesses, he can easily fix any problems or malfunctions in the Zero-Type cha.

"I can help you repair the core code, but aside from the paynt, I also want three Tier One Martial Arts or Combat Skills."

Lu Yuan looked at the tall woman and brazenly stated.

Although he possesses multiple lifetis of cultivation experience, each world’s Heaven and Earth Laws and Cultivation Systems differ greatly.

Just like how Android software and Apple systems can be incompatible.

Martial Arts and Combat Skills from other worlds may not necessarily be suitable for this Cultivation World.

Of course.

When you understand one technique, you understand ten thousand techniques.

Although the Heaven and Earth Laws differ, many cultivation experiences can still be applicable.

Lu Yuan only needs to access the Martial Dao knowledge of this world to quickly rise using his cultivation experience from previous lives.

"If it weren’t for this world rejecting all foreign powers, I could easily beco a Martial Artist just by using the True Spirit Basic Cultivation thod."

Lu Yuan thought to himself.

"Impossible!"

Upon hearing Lu Yuan’s terms, the young man was so furious that veins bulged on his forehead, he imdiately refused without thinking.

What a joke!

Even the worst, most common Tier One Martial Arts is worth millions, equivalent to the cost of a Zero-Type cha.

But Lu Yuan, right off the bat, asked for three Tier One Martial Arts and Combat Skills.

Isn’t this taking their lives?

"Then please leave."

Lu Yuan opened the door and turned to leave.

"Wait, we can still talk."

The tall woman hurriedly called out to Lu Yuan.

They had already been out for a long ti and couldn’t delay any further.

Otherwise, once the Public Security Bureau sensed sothing was amiss, their identities would inevitably be exposed.

In the end.

After so bargaining, Lu Yuan and the tall woman finally reached a deal of 50,000 Star Coins, one Tier One Martial Art, and two Basic Combat Skills.

"This smart brain contains the Martial Arts and Combat Skills you want."

"But rember, you can only cultivate it yourself and are strictly forbidden from sharing it with anyone."

"Additionally, there is an anonymous account inside without a password, containing 50,000 Star Coins. You can withdraw the money at any bank."

The tall woman took out a smart brain resembling a watch and handed it to Lu Yuan, sternly warning him.

"Don’t worry, I know the rules."

Lu Yuan took the smart brain, carefully inspected it, and only after confirming there were no issues did he put it away.

Half an hour later.

"All done."

Lu Yuan clapped his hands and crawled out of the cockpit.

Both Zero-Type chas had their helts light up, and the sleek lines of the cha emitted a faint glow, giving off a strong sci-fi vibe.

The tall woman breathed a sigh of relief at the sight, as if a weight had finally been lifted from her chest.

"My na is Gu Yao, with your abilities, you shouldn’t be confined to this tiny repair shop."

"There’s my contact information in that smart brain. If you have any ideas, feel free to reach out."

She looked at Lu Yuan and introduced herself.

Lu Yuan nodded, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Seeing he didn’t agree, the tall woman smiled, not pressing further.

Then the two of them hurriedly piloted the Zero-Type chas and left the repair shop.

Watching their departing figures.

Lu Yuan’s gaze was deep, as if contemplating sothing.