You’re Running 30,000 Simulations a Day—Trying to Stay Healthy or What? Chapter 49: Learning Martial Arts, Learning Martial Arts

But Miao Gift—no, that’s not right, it should be Lin Mo.

You clearly know how much ink is in Lin Mo’s belly.

During the third simulation, Miao Gift once had the glorious mont of breaking through his realm out of frustration because you taught him to recognize characters too slowly.

You pat Lin Mo’s belly: “So, do you have any ink in your little belly?”

Sure enough, Lin Mo’s belly imdiately shrank in.

He glanced nervously at Wei Xia twice, then whispered, “No, no... I’m slow at learning characters…”

You laugh heartily, “As expected, you’re still the sa dumb kid from before, not a bit of change.”

Wei Xia also felt Lin Mo’s talent for studying was unimpressive, so she quickly changed the subject.

“Young Master, well, you probably won’t be able to find that Miao Jiayao. It’s getting late; you should hurry back to the city and find a place to stay.”

Seeing your stylish attire, Wei Xia knew you weren’t an ordinary peasant,

so she urged you, a city dweller, to return to the city quickly.

Of course, you had no intention of leaving right away.

Originally, you ca this ti just to save Wei Xia and the Miao family,

but this ti even Lin Mo was born seven or eight years earlier than expected.

Plus, you were very curious about the Child-Giving Bodhisattva.

Naturally, you wanted to go check Wei Xia’s ho.

You look at Wei Xia and ask, “Mrs. Lin, is your husband at ho?”

“Of course he is. Young Master, why do you ask?” Wei Xia asked in confusion.

You smile and say, “I’ve traveled a long way and am a bit hungry. There’s no food shop nearby. May I eat sothing at your place? I’ll pay double.”

Wei Xia hesitated, “Young Master, money isn’t the issue, but I’m afraid our ordinary family can’t prepare good food to entertain you.”

You wave your hand, “No worries, just enough to fill my stomach.”

Wei Xia took Lin Mo’s hand and said to you, “Young Master, then please co.”

Wei Xia led you to the neighboring village.

Along the way, you exchanged nas.

You also learned that Lin Mo’s father is Lin Kaifeng,

who is a linsheng.

A linsheng is a scholar who receives a special state subsidy for outstanding academic achievents.

The linsheng receives a yearly allowance of five taels of silver for food and living expenses.

In addition, Lin Kaifeng occasionally teaches at private schools or does miscellaneous work like helping with writing, earning so extra silver.

Altogether, it adds up to several taels of silver.

Therefore, although Wei Xia’s family isn’t wealthy, they can easily maintain a warm al every day,

and sotis even afford so at dishes.

This is also why Wei Xia’s deanor was different in this simulation.

Her social status and economic condition had significantly improved, naturally giving her more confidence.

Soon, you arrived at Wei Xia’s ho,

a modest but fairly spacious farmhouse courtyard.

“Daddy, Mom, we’re ho!”

Lin Mo ran quickly into the courtyard.

Imdiately after, Lin Kaifeng also ca out to greet them.

Lin Kaifeng scooped up Lin Mo, who leapt into his arms, and smiled, “Mo’er, you’ve been playing all day again!”

“Daddy, I’ll make up my howork tonight!”

Lin Kaifeng rubbed Lin Mo’s nose, “You say that every ti!”

Lin Mo’s eyes rolled quickly, and he hurriedly changed the subject, “Daddy, today Mom and I t an uncle who’s coming to have dinner at our ho tonight!”

“An uncle?”

Lin Kaifeng, holding Lin Mo, walked out of the courtyard and saw you.

Seeing your appearance and aura were not ordinary,

he put down Lin Mo, cupped his hands politely, and said, “Brother, if you’re having trouble, although my family isn’t wealthy, a full al won’t be hard. Young Master, please co in!”

You knew Lin Kaifeng had misunderstood you.

He thought you were so poor you had to scrounge for als at others’ hos.

You looked Lin Kaifeng up and down.

He was just an ordinary, slightly weak-looking scholar,

but his aura was freer and more unrestrained.

After all, he was soone who could live on a state subsidy through real talent and learning. Having a bit of pride was normal.

But he definitely didn’t look like soone with strange hobbies.

Could it be that he was a “man with a beast’s heart”?

You couldn’t understand it.

Just as you were about to follow Lin Kaifeng into the courtyard,

you heard a muffled thunderous roar behind you.

“Mrs. Lin! You still won’t agree?!”

You turned to see a burly man with a leopard-patterned head, ring-shaped eyes, black mustache, and tangled beard blocking the entrance.

His face was covered with coarse flesh, looking like a knockoff version of Zhang Fei.

He was clearly a bad person.

You sensed he was a Bone Tempering martial artist.

You saw Wei Xia’s face darken, very troubled.

Lin Kaifeng also fell silent, looking at the burly man, then at Wei Xia repeatedly.

You realized this was trouble.

He dared to forcibly take a wife in broad daylight?

Is there still law? Is there still justice?

And today he ran into you, which ant this knockoff Zhang Fei had been here more than once or twice.

You imdiately flashed forward.

“Take this, you bastard!!”

Bang—

Knockoff Zhang Fei felt his vision blur and was sent flying more than ten yards.

He crashed to the ground, his body about to fall apart, feeling the whole world spinning and roaring.

A breath was stuck in his chest; he couldn’t even grunt.

Your Soul Awakening Blade lit up.

“Take another cut, you bastard!!”

“Young Master He! No!!”

At the critical mont, Wei Xia scread in terror.

Your Soul Awakening Blade stopped right beside knockoff Zhang Fei’s neck.

At that mont, the blade was only 0.01 centiters from his throat.

But after a quarter of an incense stick’s ti, the blade’s owner would pay knockoff Zhang Fei’s dical expenses.

Knockoff Zhang Fei’s eyes were filled with terror that nearly overflowed the screen.

You looked at Wei Xia, “What’s going on? Wasn’t this big guy here to snatch you?”

Wei Xia was also uncertain, shocked by your terrifying power on one hand,

and shaken by the near-fatal scene on the other.

She hurriedly said, “You misunderstood, Young Master He! Hall Master Zhang wants to take my Mo’er as his disciple!”

“Take a disciple?”

You asked carefully and learned that

this Hall Master Zhang had accidentally discovered Lin Mo’s excellent talent in martial arts,

so he wanted Lin Mo to join his martial arts hall as a disciple.

But Wei Xia didn’t want Lin Mo to go out fighting and killing.

She only wanted Lin Mo to be like Lin Kaifeng, a scholar who could take imperial exams and enter officialdom.

So she had repeatedly refused this Hall Master Zhang.

Because Hall Master Zhang was eager to recruit talent, he often ca to persuade Wei Xia to agree to let Lin Mo join his martial arts hall.

This led to your misunderstanding.

After hearing the whole story, you nodded.

Then you asked Lin Kaifeng’s opinion.

Lin Kaifeng actually supported Lin Mo learning martial arts,

because he knew best that Lin Mo had no future in studying.

One phrase Lin Mo often said during exams was—

“What use is rembering stuff in your head? Dare you not just bluff straight on?”

To be honest, Lin Kaifeng had seen many useless people in studying, but they all had to call Lin Mo the biggest fool.

But Lin Kaifeng had a good relationship with Wei Xia and didn’t want to directly oppose her.

After all, Wei Xia’s worries made sense.

Learning martial arts ans going out to fight every day; if one day Lin Mo doesn’t win, it could be dangerous.

Every ti Hall Master Zhang ca, Lin Kaifeng felt uncomfortable giving a direct opinion, which made you think Lin Kaifeng had backed down earlier.

You looked at Wei Xia and Lin Kaifeng.

They didn’t dare et your gaze and were a bit afraid of you.

Hall Master Zhang’s strength was among the top in the city,

but in your hands, he was like a little chick you could squeeze as you pleased.

Wei Xia and Lin Kaifeng didn’t dare joke around with you anymore.

You didn’t mind and directly looked at little Lin Mo.

What surprised you was

Lin Mo’s eyes were filled with wild excitent!

His small body trembled slightly from excitent.

He looked at you as if he were seeing a god.

Your combat power was beyond the limited scope of his little mind.

He had thought Hall Master Zhang was the highest sky,

but he never imagined above that sky were countless gods and Buddhas sitting on clouds.

In Lin Mo’s heart, a big hero’s dream had already been growing strong.

He was still young and had always been suppressed by Wei Xia.

But from today on, this dream tree had firmly taken root in Lin Mo’s heart.

You looked at Lin Mo, “Lin Mo, the decision is yours. Are you willing to learn martial arts?”