Yun Shou's energy and spirit were so strong that he tossed and turned in bed until midnight, unable to fall asleep and stayed up all night.
Normal warriors will not encounter such a situation. Although they are equally energetic, they have almost consumed all their energy during their daily martial arts training during the day, so of course they fall asleep immediately at night.
Yunshou's fishing pace today remained the same as usual, leaving him with a large portion of his energy.
It was not until the early morning when a ray of light appeared in the sky that he felt a little sleepy.
But now is not the time to sleep.
"After the simulation, sleep on it when you leave the ship."
He picked up his small, ragged blanket and walked towards the exit.
But halfway through, seeing that the sky was getting dark, he turned around and walked back.
It looks like it's going to rain. It's dangerous and inconvenient to sleep while out on the boat.
"Just sleep at home tonight. After all, the Qinghe Gang isn't keeping a tight rein on every fisherman, forcing them to go out on the boat every day."
Those free fishermen only need to sell the fish they catch to the profiteer, and Yunshou, who has signed a contract to sell himself, only needs to pay a certain amount of redemption money every month.
There are still five days until the next "payment".
"It seems I won't have to go fishing every day anymore. Will I be able to suppress this tiny Qinghe Gang in five days?"
"I'm still getting carried away," Yun Shou sighed. "The Qinghe Gang, once a mountain towering over me, has now become a tiny force. I've completely lost my awe of them."
Then he changed the subject: "But I deserve this!"
"After more than 40 years of ups and downs, I can't even count how many years I've worked for the Qinghe Gang. It's long exceeded the time stated in the contract. Now they owe me!"
"While it's true that I haven't been there that long, is the me in the simulation not me anymore? They are all my own flesh and blood, soul, and nature!"
(Akicks on hips)
"Third simulation, start!"
[Ding! Foundation -1%, current foundation 128%]
In the 269th year of the Daqing era, a sharp blade in hand easily triggers murderous intent. The strength of a second-rate warrior unconsciously imbues your actions with confidence, amplifying your courage.
One evening, Shao Erdan, a man of ill repute in Qinghe Village, pretends to be chatting with you, but in reality, his companion Shao Yimao steals your catch from behind and claims it's his own.
You punched them in the face, leaving them covered in blood, and retrieved your catch, but their screams attracted several members of the Qinghe Gang.
These ordinary members are only third-rate warriors, but you prioritize stability and are unwilling to engage in conflict. However, one of them sneered and kicked you, saying he wanted to test your strength.
You realize you're in trouble, and after catching the opponent's leg with both hands, you glance at the bruised and battered Shao Erdan and notice a cruel smile on his face. You probably know there's some kind of connection between this member and Shao Erdan.
[You defeated this member with several consecutive moves. Although you are now far inferior to your peak in the last simulation, you are at least a second-rate warrior. With the unleashing of your internal energy, there are few rivals below second-rate.]
Another person is about to take action, but you don't want to cause more trouble, so you explain that it was all Shao Erdan who started it all, and quietly slip a handful of copper coins to the second member.
"I see," he said, understandingly. "It seems my brother Wang (the Qinghe Gang member who attacked first) was a bit unkind. But you're quite strong, though."
You decide to make up a story, saying that while you were out on a boat one day, you met a white-haired old man walking across the lake. He said, "I see you!" and then a strange warmth flowed into your body, and your strength gradually increased... blah blah.
Qinghe Gang leader Xu Ruohai summoned you. After examining your bones, he felt that your aptitude was only average, yet you strangely possessed internal energy and a matching physical quality, ruling out the possibility that you were secretly practicing martial arts.
[It's impossible that there are any rare medicinal herbs, because there are still some traces of Iron Body Gong on your body, which is something that medicinal herbs cannot do (in fact, it is pure Iron Body Gong. They think that an extremely powerful warrior has transferred the internal energy and the effects of the martial arts method to you)]
Gang leader Xu Ruohai pondered for a long time and, seeing no problem, decided to allow you to join the Qinghe Gang.
[With a wave of his hand, he tore up the indenture on the spot!]
Yun Shou: "Oh, I'll be embarrassed to step on your face in a few days if you do this."
[Then he gestured again, having his younger brother fetch a new contract: You join the Qinghe Gang, temporarily as an ordinary member, for a permanent period!]
[What? What's the reason for signing this contract?]
[Why not take a look at the gang leader's fist, a top-notch warrior! ]
Yunshou: "You need to crush it a few more times after stepping on it."
[You joined the Qinghe Gang and learned about the gang's sphere of influence: thirteen villages along the lake, including Qinghe Village.]
[Several of these villages share the same name, also called Qinghe Village, but within the Qinghe Gang there are further divisions, called Qinghe Village No. 1, Qinghe Village No. 2, etc.]
You no longer have to fish. Your daily duties include guarding the area and collecting rent. For example, most of the houses in the surrounding villages are owned by the Qinghe Gang, and the fishermen have to pay rent to continue living there.
"Damn capitalists!" Yun Shou spat.
In the 270th year of Daqing, the lives of official members of the Qinghe Gang are much better than those of fishermen. You enjoy your daily life so much that you can't help but lament your own corruption.
[But you know this isn't your fault. It's all the fault of the gang leader, Xu Ruohai. He forced you to join the gang. You didn't want to join in the first place.]
[You found time to go to Qingcheng. Although you didn't choose to inherit the memory in the last simulation, just based on that brief introduction, it was enough for you to find the person who meets your target.]
[A martial arts school must be headed by a "Martial Master" level figure to be eligible to open, but below the martial arts school, there is also a martial arts school, referred to as a martial arts hall.]
Because "martial arts should not be passed down lightly" (a martial arts skill not learned by a novice is not worthy of being promoted), only martial arts schools are allowed to freely recruit students. Martial arts halls must be regulated and can only teach a few true disciples. The rest can only be used to teach children physical training.
[But this is just a show... If it's in a remote area without any other martial arts schools, any third-rate martial artist can easily accept a hundred or eighty disciples, which is even larger than some martial arts schools.]
On a secluded street in Qingcheng, you see a shop with the words: Hunyuan Shengmie. The four characters exude a sense of dominance.