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

[Practicing the cultivation technique and adapting to physical movements both require a significant amount of physical strength. Your current level of cultivation does not allow you to practice fasting in an environment with a concentration of 50 points of primordial energy.]

A moment later, your gaze shifts to a corner of the cave where a group of men and women are bound.

Xu Fei: "..."

He covered his face, but to survive and not waste the precious 20 Yuan Crystals, this was the only way he could do it.

There were about thirty or forty people tied up in the corner, men and women, young and old.

Most of them sat motionless, their faces filled with despair, lifeless like corpses, with only their breathing audible.

Even if you performed a miraculous feat right in front of them—like a newborn baby running and jumping—they would barely react. Only a few would look up at you, their eyes practically sparkling.

After you crawled off your birth mother, you carefully selected several tolerant women from among other humans, hoping they had all given birth and could fill your belly.

Just as you approached, a disheveled young man next to you suddenly made a few soft "sucking" sounds, as if gesturing to a chicken.

You look up and see the bound youth stab his thumb with his fingernail, drawing blood as crimson lines appear. His eyes gleam brightly, and his bleeding finger keeps waving at you.

【“*$》&#！」】

He called out urgently, blood dripping onto the ground.

You understood what he meant, but you hesitated.

From the very beginning of our prehistoric simulations, you've adhered to one principle: never eat people.

"Stubborn fool, this is a cannibalistic fart!"

"They're just letting you suck their blood to replenish your nutrients!"

"Let's just consider this a blood oath."

Xu Fei, watching from outside the simulator, was anxious.

Seeing that you didn't seem to understand him, the young man became even more anxious, repeatedly picking at the bloody wound on his thumb with his index finger to widen the wound and make it bleed more, while constantly waving at you.

So you crawled over, put the wound on his thumb in your mouth, and the taste of rust filled your mouth, replenishing your nourishment.

"...But I'm also clear about the idea of ​​flight simulation."

Xu Fei picked up a still-warm skewer from the side; it was a "white beef skewer." White cattle are characterized by their flesh having excellent heat retention; in scientific terms, they have a high "specific heat capacity."

It takes an hour to bake the meat to reach a temperature of over 100 degrees Celsius, and it takes several hours for the meat to cool back to room temperature.

As Xu Fei chewed on a meat skewer, an idiom popped into his mind.

A guilty conscience needs no accuser.

No, it should be that he gave up the idea of ​​becoming a thief.

He needs nutrients to recover enough strength to continue training in the simulated flight. The women tied up in the cave might not be able to keep him full, so he has another way to recover: eating people.

Although he gave up on doing so, when the young man tried to squeeze blood for him to drink, he couldn't help but think of "cannibalism," which led to his resistance.

Actually, drinking a little blood is nothing, it's just that he subconsciously associated it with "eating people".

Half a day later, after being persuaded in a low voice by the young man, many of the savages chose to prick their fingers and squeeze out the blood to feed you.

[You are also growing rapidly under the catalysis of extreme power-breaking. Although you have only been on the ground for half a day, you look like you have reached the "first week of life," which is equivalent to being seven days old.]

"Even this might not guarantee escape..."

You spent half a day training yourself, thinking that even with your baby-like short limbs, you could take down an average young man in his twenties. But who knows how many dwarfs are in this godforsaken place?

Not to mention that those dwarfs can use a kind of "tracking quick-setting cement." With such ingenious tools from the tribal era at their disposal, no matter how powerful you are, it's difficult for you to escape alone.

【helper.】

There are 37 helpers here.

Although they haven't eaten for a while, and some were even fed fresh blood, leaving them quite weak... they're still a fighting force!

[As a newborn without teeth, you had to use your hands and feet to untie the ropes from the first young man. You noticed that his eyes were even brighter, filled with an indescribable joy, as if he were looking at you with the eyes of someone who had found a priceless treasure.]

"Just like him, just like him!"

After the ropes binding the young man were untied, he embraced you with wild joy, roaring, "Another one of him has appeared!"

"Oh heavens and earth! Oh heavens and earth!"

To avoid alerting the guards at the cave entrance, he spoke very softly, but his excitement was impossible to conceal.

[Then, he carefully untied the other men and women as well, and handed you back to your birth mother. With an extremely serious expression, he instructed her: "You must protect him. You must, you absolutely must—you must protect your child, even if it means your death, even if you are fed to that dragon!"]

"A dragon?"

Xu Fei pondered, "Which kind of dragon is being referred to here?"

Is it a juvenile form of a true dragon, or a type of "hornless dragon"?

Your birth mother still wore a bewildered expression. Although she also felt her child was somewhat extraordinary, she couldn't understand the young man's current state at all.

Is it really necessary to get so worked up and overreact like this?

Why?

Many people cannot understand this.

"Because it rolls after landing, rolls three times to crawl, crawls three times to walk, and walks three times to run!"

The young man, around sixteen or seventeen years old, tried his best to lower his voice, but his tone grew increasingly agitated: "Didn't you guys think of anyone else this looks like?"

"Then let me give you another hint!"

[“Furthermore, he may be born with innate knowledge, speak of the full moon, and mature through the changing seasons!”]

He explained to some of the savages, "You people of the Baijian, Nanlie, and Baoshan clans may not understand what this means—"

"But within my Jihe clan, there are those just like him!"

"He illuminates our path forward and will become the true king of this era, leading all humanity across the land into a new age!"

The young man slowly uttered that name.

At that moment, dozens of men and women in the already chilly cave simultaneously gasped, and you could even feel the temperature briefly rise.

You don't understand why this group of men and women are suddenly so agitated; they look at you as if they've witnessed a myth, a legend.

Because you couldn't understand their language and didn't know what the young man had just said.

"Ji Xuanyuan."

Xu Fei, who was outside the simulator, could understand those subtitles.

He was a little numb.

"..."