Chapter 19: Technique Simulator
Huang Ji wasn’t unconscious for long. When he woke up, only a few minutes seed to have passed.
A kind-hearted passerby was helping him sit upright, pinching his philtrum while holding a phone between their neck and shoulder, ready to call for help. Huang Ji quickly stopped them.
“You’re awake! I’ve already called an ambulance…” the passerby said.
Huang Ji shook his head. “No need. I’m fine, thank you. I just didn’t get enough rest…”
He looked up at the sun, hanging in a clear sky, before lowering his head again to steady himself. The imnse flow of cosmic information weighed heavily on him, leaving him dazed.
The passerby smiled and said, “Take care of yourself and get so rest.”
Huang Ji waved his hand dismissively. “I’m fine, really. But you should take care of yourself too. It’d be a good idea to go to the hospital for a check-up.”
“Check-up? ? I’m perfectly healthy,” the passerby said, confused.
Huang Ji, however, knew better. Though this good-hearted man appeared healthy now, he was silently harboring stomach cancer. In a few years, it would worsen and claim his life.
But there was still a chance. The tumor was small and hadn’t tastasized. If removed within the next two months, his life could be saved. Without a nudge from Huang Ji, however, the man would likely miss the optimal treatnt window.
The passerby was puzzled and sowhat skeptical. Helping a fainted stranger had turned into being told he wasn’t well. “I didn’t collapse by the roadside,” he thought to himself.
Realizing his advice hadn’t been taken seriously, Huang Ji stared at the man a little longer, gathering more information. Monts later, his expression grew peculiar.
“Why are you staring at ? Wait, what’s up with your eyes?” the man asked, noticing Huang Ji’s gaze.
Having been unconscious earlier, Huang Ji had kept his eyes shut, so the man hadn’t noticed anything unusual. But now, looking into Huang Ji’s eyes, he was captivated by the sight of his unique double pupils.
The man was intrigued by strange and unusual things, always eager to learn about the extraordinary. From a young age, he had been fascinated by the odd and the rare.
This was the first ti he’d seen soone with such striking "double pupils." Unlike the mythical double iris described in ancient texts, Huang Ji’s version was more subtle and natural, making it easier for others to accept.
“It’s nothing. Just a condition with my eyes,” Huang Ji said.
“This is still considered double pupils, right? Man, that’s so cool! Can you see ghosts with those eyes?” the man exclaid excitedly.
Huang Ji offered no response. By now, he had a thorough understanding of the man.
The man’s na was Lin Li. He was kind-hearted, responsible, and held himself to high standards. He valued loyalty and was quite stubborn. At tis, he had a high opinion of himself, but after major setbacks, he would lapse into despair.
He also had a fascination with collecting oddities and occasionally indulged in childish fantasies, which once led to a fortune-teller swindling him out of all his money. Tonight, he was even planning to et that sa scam artist again.
In short, he was a simple, easily manipulated individual.
Huang Ji realized that rely advising Lin Li to get a check-up wouldn’t work. He chose not to say more in public. With his thoughts still on the apocalyptic vision of mass extinction, Huang Ji formulated a plan and said goodbye. ??áΝΟ??Ё??
As he left, he simply said, “Don’t forget to bring your phone when you go out.”
Lin Li was baffled.
The two parted ways, strangers who happened to cross paths. Lin Li regretted not being able to ask more about Huang Ji’s double pupils.
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Back at his private apartnt, Huang Ji sat before his computer, staring blankly.
His mind was preoccupied with humanity’s future.
“Thirty-five years… Just thirty-five years before all life on Earth is wiped out!”
Huang Ji had ntally prepared himself for humanity’s destruction, which was why he had imdiately tried to glimpse the “future state” after unlocking that type of information.
What he saw, however, wasn’t so giant cannon blasting from the moon or an alien invasion.
It was simple yet horrifying: a wave of blinding light exterminating all life on Earth.
Countless living beings were killed by the light. Humans, animals, plants—even microorganisms—were vaporized in an instant.
“What on earth happened? It wasn’t a solar explosion. The scene showed two suns in the sky, with a blue light source beside the sun unleashing its terrifying rays on Earth.”
“The planet itself wasn’t damaged. Many buildings still stood. Only life was eradicated by the radiation.”
Sitting at his computer, Huang Ji steadied his nerves, but a chill lingered in his heart.
Thirty-five years—was that a long ti? For an individual, perhaps it seed long enough; half a lifeti would pass.
By 2045, Huang Ji himself would be middle-aged.
But for a civilization, thirty-five years was fleeting, as if it were just a day away.
Faced with the terrifying light, humanity would be powerless to resist. Countless living beings would perish in their ignorance, their lives snuffed out before they could comprehend what was happening.
Eons of human civilization would co to an abrupt end, leaving not even a trace behind.
Perhaps, after billions of years, life would flourish again, and even a new intelligent species might erge. But they would never know that humanity once existed in ancient tis.
“Maybe I should warn the world. Warn the nations! Even if they don’t believe , even if I can’t change the future, uniting all of humanity might give us a better chance of survival,” Huang Ji thought.
With his abilities, it wasn’t impossible to grow quickly and find a way to unite the nations. Doing it alone was simply too difficult.
With this thought in mind, he attempted to perceive the future a second ti.
“Would it work? If all of humanity united, how would the aliens respond?”
Suppressing the intense pain, Huang Ji forced himself to perceive again. To his shock, the tiline shifted, and signs of disaster appeared as early as 2012.
He loosened his filters slightly, catching a hazy glimpse of a scene.
It was another catastrophic scenario. Earth’s atmosphere had thinned, and sunlight was more intense than ever before. Enormous, clearly visible triangular sunspot clusters marred the sun’s surface.
Countless pieces of space debris—or rather, artificial satellites—plumted to the ground. Under the searing sunlight, people fled in desperation. Only those who hid underground survived, though most of them suffered from severe radiation sickness, living in agony beneath the surface.
Only a tiny fraction of humanity endured. By then, over 50% of Earth’s species had been wiped out due to the sun’s abnormal eruptions.
Huang Ji collapsed again, falling unconscious as the vision faded. This ti, he had seen more, and it took him over ten minutes to regain consciousness.
Had it not been for his twice-strengthened cardiopulmonary system, continuously supplying blood and oxygen to his brain, he might have been out for much longer.
When he woke, his thoughts were ice-cold.
The future had changed entirely—two completely different apocalyptic scenarios.
But what was most despairing was that, regardless of the variation, humanity was dood to face extinction in the near future.
“2012... so soon? Could it really be because I thought about uniting the nations?”
Huang Ji was stunned by how quickly the future shifted. Upon reflection, it seed possible that his very intention to unite humanity had triggered this change.
To test his theory, he dismissed the idea of uniting the nations and attempted a third perception of the future.
Sure enough, the tiline reverted to the 2045 scenario, with the blue light annihilating the Earth.
“Phew… the apocalypse is back to being 35 years away…” Huang Ji muttered, his lips twitching.
“If I unite the nations, it won’t prevent the apocalypse; it’ll only make it happen sooner!”
A single thought had altered the future. Yet it was clear that so outcos were so firmly set in motion that changing them would require imnse effort and prolonged struggle.
The overwhelming likelihood was that humanity’s extinction was inevitable—it was only a matter of ti.
“One version involves an unknown blue light sphere, while the other is our own sun erupting. Why doesn’t 2012 happen if I don’t unite the nations? What’s the causal link here?”
Pondering this, Huang Ji could think of only one plausible explanation: alien intervention.
Under normal circumstances, nothing significant would occur in 2012. However, if Huang Ji stepped into the spotlight, convinced the nations of a global crisis, and united humanity, the aliens might respond to this shift in human affairs. For so reason, they might take action—such as directly disturbing the sun.
There would be no need for massive cannons or warships. The terrifying weapons on the moon weren’t even ant for humanity.
If an alien civilization wanted to destroy humanity, the most economical, eco-friendly, and straightforward thod would be to use “natural weapons.”
By harnessing the forces of nature, they could exterminate humanity as effortlessly as sterilizing bacteria.
"D**n it!"
Huang Ji hadn’t expected the situation to be this dire.
Previously, he had rely suspected that the presence of alien forces on the Moon posed a potential threat to humanity. Now, it was unmistakably clear—humanity’s ti was running out!
As long as humanity continued its disjointed existence, the aliens wouldn’t act imdiately. Their plans would remain dormant until 2045.
But if humanity were to unite in defiance, openly preparing to resist, the aliens would respond, and disaster would strike as soon as 2012.
The response was dynamic. The thods for wiping out life on Earth weren’t singular.
To extinguish ancient humans, perhaps a single flood sufficed—a minor adjustnt of the Moon’s position could achieve that. Now, they would use the Sun, and in 35 years, the blue light sphere.
Humanity’s actions dictated the aliens’ choices. The species monitoring Earth would adjust their plans accordingly, always making it appear as though the disasters were natural phenona.
“Thirty-five years isn’t long, but it isn’t short either. The technological gap is vast. I have to catch up quickly,” Huang Ji thought, a sense of urgency washing over him.
To prevent the events of 2012, he realized he couldn’t allow humanity to unite—neither overtly nor covertly.
On the surface, the nations needed to maintain the status quo: developing independently while counterbalancing each other, with occasional conflicts between strong and weak nations, and even wars.
Paradoxically, this disjointed state would grant humanity more ti.
“At least it will buy
more ti. The alien species monitoring Earth probably aren’t watching too closely. Their surveillance is likely broad and superficial, observing nations on a macroscopic scale.”
“This gives
a chance to quietly disrupt their plans from the shadows.”
The weight on Huang Ji’s shoulders was imnse. Until today, he had held onto faint hopes: Maybe the aliens will remain passive, just watching forever. Maybe I can gather intelligence and share it with world leaders so they can find solutions.
Now, those illusions had been shattered.
Ti was tight, and he was utterly alone.
At just 16 years old, he had to save humanity.
“Hah! Think of sothing positive...”
Forcing himself to calm down, Huang Ji took a deep breath.
He had lived most of his life in a daze, his heart filled only with thoughts of his “fellow villagers.” Before coming to Shanghai, his small rural village was his entire world. Its mountains, waters, and people were inseparable from him.
This deeply ingrained value system had expanded into a broader sense of solidarity—his connection to his kin, compatriots, and fellow humans.
Escape? Betrayal? Thinking only of himself?
These were options—a way to break free of his own dood fate. With his abilities, he might even survive alone or take a handful of people with him.
But he had never entertained such thoughts. From the beginning, his sole focus had been to protect his ho.
“Think of sothing positive... First of all, the future-state information is incredibly valuable. Before, I could only rely on lifespan data to piece together health tips and dietary regins.”
“Now, with this future-state information, I can directly develop thods for controlling and optimizing bodily energy!”
The logic was simple. Huang Ji had an unparalleled understanding of the human body.
He himself was the most advanced and precise diagnostic instrunt.
By unlocking corresponding future-state information, he could create a variety of physical techniques.
Huang Ji’s plan was clear: develop techniques to optimize human potential, leverage the future-state insights to navigate challenges, and carefully build his path toward a better outco—all while avoiding alien detection.
For instance, he could determine which movents prolonged life and which shortened it.
He could analyze how to exert force in ways beneficial to the body and identify thods that were harmful.
What posture and focal points of exertion could maximize physical strength? Through continuous experintation, he could summarize the answers.
By combining these postures, movents, and techniques, he could construct a set of "peerless martial arts."
With patience, Huang Ji could test and refine every detail, gaining imdiate feedback to guide his adjustnts. This thod was far more convenient than relying solely on innate talent and intuition to develop techniques and vastly more efficient than the trial-and-error fusion thods he had previously used.
“The martial arts passed down through history, both ancient and modern, from East and West—I can deconstruct the purpose of every single movent.”
“Not only that, but I can invent a move on a whim or imagine a technique and instantly determine whether it contributes to the guiding principles I want. If it does, I can analyze why and refine it further.”
“With this approach, I can extract the essence of countless systems and combine it with my own ideas to quickly develop the most perfect training and force-exertion techniques ever created.”
“I alone am a technique simulator.”
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