Ultimate Method: Practice your fist a hundred times, and use violence to control violence.

A crisp, cool breeze swept in, and Wanze gazed out the window at the paved road between two residential buildings, where joggers were gradually disappearing into the distance.

Suddenly, a bird with reddish tail flew past him, quickly circling between buildings before disappearing from sight.

Wan Ze took a deep breath.

I thought I had traveled through time, but it turned out I had just awakened memories of my past life.

Although it is unknown how he suddenly awakened, there is no doubt that the real world he sees is quite different from the world in his memory.

To be more precise, although the world we live in has cars, airplanes, and some simple guns and cannons, it has not yet developed weapons of mass destruction. It is more like the level of Europe in the early 19th century, and is in the nascent stage of transition between the old and the new.

He is no longer the old loser who wrote passionate online novels on Earth, but an ordinary sixteen-year-old boy who is studying at the top-ranked Saint City Noble Academy and is currently a first-year high school student.

His parents work at a local textile factory, and he also has a younger sister who just started sixth grade this year.

Carefully recall the opportunity that triggered your awakening of past life memories.

Perhaps it's related to the thunderstorm three nights ago.

That night, he suddenly developed a high fever and almost died. Then he had a very long dream, after which he recalled his past life.

But... what use are the memories of a failed online novel writer?!

"Why did you have to be a dog author in your past life?!"

Wan Ze sighed, then suddenly heard the sound of doors opening in other rooms behind him.

"Mom! Mom? Mom!!!!" The girl's loud voice came from the south bedroom.

"Okay, okay, stop shouting. Your mom went to work early this morning. I left breakfast in the kitchen for you, remember to eat... I can't say anymore, I'm running late... The key, where's my key? You guys have to behave at school..." A familiar middle-aged man's voice replied hastily.

boom!

The door closed, and the room fell silent once more.

"Brother? Brother! Wan-Ze!!!!"

The girl's loud voice soon rang out again.

Wan Ze, who was standing on the windowsill with a thermos cup, gazing into the distance, was speechless: "..."

This is his younger sister, Wan Xiaoyu.

Like him, they both attended the Saint City Noble Academy, but in the elementary school section.

Despite attending a prestigious private school, the siblings' education was actually the result of their parents working overtime and scrimping and saving, and the family lived a relatively frugal life.

Unfortunately, the brother and sister clearly lacked academic talent and remained at a mid-to-lower level in the academy.

However, unlike Wan Ze's quiet and reserved nature, Wan Xiaoyu didn't have much awareness of the class distinctions among her classmates who were either rich or powerful, and remained energetic and lively.

Wanze ignored his sister's calls and went into the kitchen. He opened the insulated food container, and steam billowed out. Just as he was about to take it out, his sister's soft voice came from behind him: "Brother, why are you up so early today?!"

"The early bird catches the worm, but am I just rushing to be eaten by the bird?"

"...Hehe, you're really funny."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and wash up, come and eat."

After Wan Ze finished speaking, he took a bite of the steamed bun, which was his favorite cabbage and vermicelli filling. He finished one in a few bites and then took out the insulated box and placed it on the dining table.

After a while, Wan Xiaoyu skipped and hopped to sit on his right. She was wearing an exquisite school uniform, with a beige shirt on top and a black pleated mini skirt on the bottom, and thick black pantyhose on her legs. She was humming a cheerful little tune.

The brother and sister's looks combined the best features of their parents, and they wouldn't be out of place even among a group of handsome men and beautiful women.

However, the two do not look like siblings.

Wan Ze has a rather rugged appearance, yellowish pupils, and often messy hair. His younger sister, Wan Xiaoyu, has blue pupils and, although she wears a simple ponytail, she is more sweet.

"Why steamed buns again?" Wan Xiaoyu sighed, feeling exhausted.

"Stop talking nonsense and eat quickly," Wan Ze urged.

In less than five minutes, the two hurriedly packed up their dishes and went back to their respective rooms to pack their school bags.

"Brother! Have you seen my books? The one with the stick figure drawing on the cover? I remember taking it out last night, where did it go..."

"I didn't see it."

Wan Ze casually replied, glanced at the timetable posted on the wall next to the desk, and rummaged through the pile of books to find his textbooks.

Compared to the previous life, this world has added many basic martial arts courses such as swordsmanship and horsemanship.

As he tidied up, he pondered in his mind what he could do with the memories of his past life that he possessed!

Or should I go back to my old profession?

Anyway, no one in this world has ever seen fortunes change drastically over the past thirty years!

"Are you really going to write a novel?"

"Falling is so painful!"

Wan Ze fell into thought.

After awakening his past life memories, he was initially confused, but later became hopeful.

However, after a careful search, he was caught off guard by the obviously backward civilized world before him.

Aside from martial arts, he couldn't find any real existence of magic or battle aura, or even a trace of extraordinary power.

Was it hidden too well, or...?

"Forget it, let's just take it one step at a time."

He picked up a basic equestrian textbook and casually flipped through a couple of pages. Suddenly, without noticing, he saw a line of small print slowly appearing in his field of vision. It was a very familiar script!

Wan Ze was startled.

He quickly looked around to make sure his sister wasn't there, then focused intently on the two lines of small print in front of him.

……

[Illustrated Guide: Basic Equestrian Skills]

[Basic skill requirement: Horse riding for 10 seconds]

……

"Illustrated guide?"

"Isn't this the 'golden finger' feature from my novel that has 30,000 subscriptions?"

"Awakening benefits are real?"

Wan Ze took a deep breath, suppressed his surprise, put down "Basic Equestrianism" and picked up another book.

The two lines of small text in my field of vision flashed, and new content appeared.

……

[Illustrated Guide: Basic Swordsmanship]

[Requirement for beginner-level skill: Perform 10 sword strikes]

……

I got a different one.

[Illustrated Guide: High School Mathematics]

[Requirements for basic skill level: Copy 50 math problems]

……

[Illustrated Guide: High School Chinese Language Arts]

[Requirement for basic skill level: Read at least 1 words of text]

……

[Illustrated Guide: High School History]

[Basic skill requirement: Read at least 1 words of historical materials]

……

Only now did Wanze fully realize that this was not a hallucination.

He suddenly closed his eyes and remained motionless.

He slowly opened his eyes after a moment, his expression somewhat strange: "Just like the cheat system I wrote back then. Perhaps the only good news is that the world I'm in now is relatively normal, without any supernatural beings..."

"Is there really no extraordinary ability?"

"Maybe..."

Wan Ze lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

"Any knowledge is presented in the encyclopedia as skills. As long as the conditions are met, you can master a skill to a certain level, until you reach the ultimate divine skill!"

He clearly recalled all the information in the "Illustrated Guide" and finally felt a little relieved.

After all, in a world where wars still mostly rely on cold weapons, having his own superpower is enough to enable him to protect himself.

Simple skills were not part of his plan.

"The things in this world that I find truly delightful..."

"Perhaps, only martial arts can do it!"