High Martial Arts Races: I Ascend to the Future in a Simulation

Despite multiple layers of protection, the savages still collapsed one after another, some even sinking into the mud and swamps. After paying such a heavy price, the giant snake was also covered in blood and wounds.

Numerous scales were torn off and ripped apart, one bloody hole after another was filled with mud, and the exposed muscles showed pulsating blood vessels and nerves...

But it didn't flee back to that miasma-filled sanctuary, because it was too hungry. If it retreated back, it feared it would never have a chance to escape and would be trapped inside to die!

Finally, with the help of a brave savage, the upper half of the snake's body was caught. Perhaps due to its severe injuries, it couldn't break free despite its struggles.

[And you seized this perfect opportunity, the iron spear piercing deep into his skull, shattering his bones!]

[Achievement Obtained: King of the Miasma Serpents]

The aftermath left the area in a state of chaos; many of the wild men were pale and bluish-white, and urgently needed medical attention.

[You discarded the large snake's belly, stared at the gallbladder for a long time, hesitated, then cut out a few small pieces for the seriously ill savages to eat.]

[If they don't get effective medical care, they won't even survive tonight, so you're just taking a gamble here.]

I lost the bet.

The snake venom they suffered from not only failed to alleviate their condition but actually worsened, and the venom, mixed with toxic bile, hastened their deaths.

【you:"……"】

You are somewhat moved as you watch these savages, who obeyed your orders to enter this swamp, now succumbing to the poison.

They received martial arts from you, gained power in the chaotic prehistoric era, and became the hunter class. They enjoyed more abundant meat than other tribes, so it was only right that they risked their lives for you.

But in the end, he died.

"Potato, Broken Tooth, Big Eyes... I'll take good care of your families."

They now possess some concept of family, and while they may not value the female savage they are paired with, they cherish their own children.

Just as you were feeling sentimental, you heard a savage shout.

He was dissecting a large snake, a venomous snake you would naturally not dare to eat, but its scales and skin could be made into soft armor, and its bones could be ground into remarkably sharp arrowheads, no less powerful than those made of refined iron.

You turn your head and see the savage holding a fist-sized, off-white pill in his hand: "Boss, sniff sniff, awesome!"

Seeing his appearance, a sudden thought struck you: Could it be—

He took the white pill, held it to his nose, and smelled a strange, foul odor. However, the discomfort caused by ingesting a small amount of poison gas quickly dissipated, and within half a minute, he felt refreshed.

"Snake gall bladders can't cure the poison... but they prescribed snake pills?"

Xu Fei scratched his head. Snake gallbladder detoxification is only a folk legend, but "snake pills" are basically only found in martial arts and even fantasy novels.

"Wait, I live in a world of advanced martial arts?"

"That's alright then."

"There's hope!"

[You excitedly placed the white pills into the mouths of the wild men, letting them smell them. This act saved many of them, but those in serious condition could not be saved.]

The reason is simple: their bodily functions have been largely destroyed. Detoxification cannot save the damaged organs. It's like trying to extinguish a fire by splashing water on someone who has been burned to a crisp.

"I'll just have to treat you better next time in the simulation..." You close their eyes.

[It's not a lie; you've led many of these savages more than once, and some have even participated in four or five simulations with you.]

They sometimes wondered why they always gained the leader's favor so easily and were valued so readily, but they could never have imagined that this was a legacy from their past lives.

Ten days later, of the nearly seventy savages who had entered the swamp, only forty had emerged. A few had died from poisoning or were buried by the swamp, while the remaining twenty-odd had perished in the battle ten days prior.

You still hold that snake pill in your hand; the fist-sized white pill is encased in a membrane cut from the snake's body to prevent the medicinal properties from being lost.

You are hesitating about whether or not to take it.

This is definitely a "miracle cure," capable of curing hundreds or even thousands of poisons, but you hesitate because you fear it may contain toxins that could kill you instantly.

Finally, you found a brave young man, cut off a small piece for him to test for poison, and after five days, seeing that he was fine, you gritted your teeth and chewed up the large pill and swallowed it.

[You're lucky! This is a treasure similar to the Dragon Heart, which can save you a year of cultivation. You can come here to farm for it in every simulation from now on.]

Bad luck... so what if I lose my life here?

[You feel the medicinal power seeping into your body; this great elixir, formed over countless years by the venomous swamp serpent, is being absorbed by you.]

[You just feel something's strange. Although you seem to have absorbed something, the energy you use for cultivation is extremely weak, like eating just a fist-sized piece of ordinary beast meat of the same size.]

[Don't even mention increasing your constitution by a fraction of a second; you probably won't even gain ten grams of strength in the end.]

Your talent "Slight Poison Resistance" has been upgraded to "Mild Poison Resistance".

"Oh♂?"

[A day later, you have fully absorbed the medicine's effects. Although you feel refreshed, it seems there are no other effects.]

A month later, a silent transformation will occur within your body.

The "Mild Poison Resistance" talent has undergone another upgrade and become "Medium Poison Resistance".

"Moderate toxicity resistance..."

Xu Fei's expression was somewhat strange, containing surprise as well as a variety of other emotions.

He hadn't expected that his first intermediate talent would be this status-based talent, "Moderate Poison Resistance".

It can be said that from then on, most common poisons no longer posed any harm to him. Even arsenic, which he couldn't eat, could be used as a condiment.

As for why he didn't notice the talent upgrade in the simulation... that's perfectly normal.

A martial artist can only truly perceive what kind of talent has been born within them when they reach the fourth level of Martial Grandmaster.

Before that, one could only roughly determine which talents had been awakened based on their extraordinary abilities.

Of course, this judgment is not purely based on guesswork; it also includes some assessment of subtle details, enabling martial artists to pinpoint exactly what their awakened talent is with 99% accuracy.

However, sometimes, there is indeed a 1% talent that cannot be judged or even perceived after awakening.

When those martial artists break through to the peak of Martial Grandmaster, that is when the data in the human race's "Talent Database" is updated.