Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse – Chapter 7

Level One Authorization

Chapter 7: Level One Authorization

“The reservation count increases, and it even has this effect?”

Lin Qi looked at the system prompt at the lower left of his vision and curiously opened the Level One Merit-Based Admission Authority.

Level One Merit-Based Admission Authority is a Level One hidden permission. The host possesses the following authority.

First, the host may actively set a standard for assessing players. Players who pass the assessment will be selectively brought into the world.

Second, the host may enable or disable the players’ independent interface system. This interface allows players to check their basic data at any time.

Third, the host may extract experience Inheritance from players once per day, up to five extractions per day in total, and each player can only be extracted from once per day.

“Did this system take drugs or something?”

After reading the newly obtained system permissions, Lin Qi felt as if he had come to know the Martial Arts Transmission System all over again.

It had gone completely insane.

It was like a dying old man suddenly turning into a vigorous young fellow.

Originally, Lin Qi had been quite troubled about bringing in players. After all, the players brought in would, to some extent, revert to the physical fitness they had on Blue Star, and there was also the issue of the players’ ages.

The High Martial Arts World was not some virtual world but a real one. There was no such easy thing as leveling up just by fighting monsters. If they wanted Improvement, they could only be like the people of the High Martial Arts World.

And if one wanted to become a Martial Artist, the younger the better, naturally. If a seventy- or eighty-year-old person was brought into the High Martial Arts World, that introduction quota would basically be wasted.

If he could set up an assessment before players entered the High Martial Arts World, it would undoubtedly greatly reduce the waste of quotas.

As for the players’ independent interface, for Lin Qi, who was currently racking his brain over how to motivate the players, this was a shot of adrenaline.

A game is a game; without clearly visible boosts to data and Progress, how could players risk their lives?

Moreover, with the player interface, players would also feel that this High Martial Arts World was more like a game. This was extremely important, since different mindsets lead to different attitudes toward action.

“But what exactly does this experience Inheritance mean? And it is even limited to only five extractions a day.” Lin Qi looked at the third new permission and casually selected Fang Zhen from the player list.

Extract.

Suddenly, Lin Qi felt his mind go blank, as if a mass of air had poured into the depths of his brain.

“Empty?” Lin Qi stared in some astonishment at Fang Zhen, who was digging below, “could it be that he has no brain?”

Judging from the literal meaning, extracting experience Inheritance should mean extracting some kind of Memory or experience from a player, but he had not extracted anything at all from Fang Zhen.

Aside from Fang Zhen being dead, the only other explanation was that he had no brain. Without a brain, there could naturally be no Memory to extract.

“It should be that this Fang Zhen does not think much and does things without using his head, so the system cannot extract anything.” Lin Qi pondered for a moment and decided Fang Zhen’s mind was too empty to yield anything. Then he clicked on Twilight of the Gods.

Extract.

This shy-looking college student actually had a remarkably active mind. Before digging holes during the day, he had even drawn up a design, planning to turn the Underground of the Martial Arts Hall into an ecological park.

This ecological park was divided into three floors and twelve Areas, all interconnected by passages, and each Area even had its own vertical passage between upper and lower levels. He was already planning to turn the High Martial Arts World into his own version of My World.

As Lin Qi chose to extract, a mass of air once again shot into the depths of his mind.

“Is this one also brainless?” Lin Qi was stunned.

It was one thing for Fang Zhen to be brainless, but he had not expected Twilight of the Gods to be brainless too. Just what kind of people had he recruited into the High Martial Arts World?

“Forget it, just treat it as some kind of system lottery entertainment.”

Lin Qi stopped overthinking it and decided to use up all his extraction attempts for the day. He directly selected Wu Shang for extraction. Since there were only five attempts a day and each person could only be extracted once, there was no reason to waste them.

Ding.

“This is…”

Before Lin Qi could react, he felt a flood of massive Memories and sensations surge into his mind. These Memories and feelings quickly merged completely with his own, indistinguishable from them. Immediately afterward, a system prompt sounded in his ears.

System: congratulations to the host for reaching Entry-level of the First Floor of the Startling Spirit Breathing Technique.

Seeing the system notification in his vision, Lin Qi was dumbfounded.

Startling Spirit Breathing Technique?

System, are you serious?

He had merely taken that half of an elementary Fitness booklet, which had been left in the Martial Arts Hall for over a hundred years, casually changed its name, and even split it into three volumes—upper, middle, and lower—for Wu Shang and the other two to Learn.

Whether they could actually learn it was unknown. After all, learning such a Breathing Technique required specialized guidance. If they practiced it incorrectly, they could damage their lungs and Body.

And now he was being told that he had mastered the Startling Spirit Breathing Technique?

Of course, it was actually Wu Shang who had truly learned it. He had only gained the experience.

“Could the real name of that Fitness Breathing Technique actually be Startling Spirit Breathing Technique?” Lin Qi opened his data Panel, momentarily suspecting that he might have misread that half of an elementary Fitness booklet.

Host: Lin Qi.

Age:

Permission Level: Level One Merit-Based Admission Authority.

Martial Arts Level: Reserve Apprentice.

Strength: 2 kilograms. (Quasi-apprentice standard: 100 kilograms)

Speed: 9 meters per second. (Quasi-apprentice standard: 10 meters per second)

Cultivation Method: Startling Spirit Breathing Technique (First Floor Entry-level 3%)

Player Count available for introduction: 10 (The host currently restricts online player count to 3, with current Reservation Count at 10,)

“Just the First Floor at 3% Entry-level already increased my Strength by 2 kilograms in an instant. Am I seeing things?” Lin Qi could not help taking out that half-remaining Fitness Breathing Technique and, no matter how many times he checked, it was still a Fitness Breathing Technique. “Could Fitness Breathing Techniques from a hundred years ago really have been this powerful?”

An increase of 2 kilograms in Strength seemed small and was far worse than Fang Zhen’s 4-kilogram one-breath boost from inhaling Poison Gas, but all he had done was adjust his breathing, and in just one attempt his Strength had risen by 2 kilograms. This was far more Efficient than Fang Zhen inhaling Poison all day.

Moreover, training with the Startling Spirit Breathing Technique had no side effects. Compared with a Cultivation Method that took Death as the price, its help to him personally was enormous.

He even felt that, relying on this Startling Spirit Breathing Technique, he might have a chance to charge toward the legendary Martial Artist Realm.

“That Wu Shang really is a little Monster. She can forcibly cultivate even a Breathing Technique with only half remaining. If she were to Learn those High Grade Cultivation Methods, she would definitely soar.” Lin Qi looked at Wu Shang’s name, now turned gray, and could not help but feel deep admiration.

What is a Genius?

This is a Genius.

Such an existence would never be buried by the era. On the contrary, she would shine even more brilliantly because of such an era.

“It seems that, from now on, I really need to carefully select a group of geniuses.” Thinking of the extraction permissions he possessed, Lin Qi felt even more strongly just how necessary it was to bring in geniuses.

He immediately activated the first and second permissions. In an instant, whether it was Fang Zhen, Twilight of the Gods, and Wu Shang, who were currently Exercising by Digging Holes, or the players in line to connect from Blue Star, they almost all received new messages at the same time.

During the new book period, please vote with Monthly Tickets! Please support with Follow-up Reading!!!

Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse

Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse

玩家请自重,这个位面真的会破碎
Score 6.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Lin Qi was just an ordinary young entrepreneur when he suddenly found himself in a high-martial world—one where countless races coexisted, monsters rampaged, and alien tribes flourished. Beneath the surface of these flourishing, magnificent cities lay endless piles of bones. The gods stood far above, treating the lands they ruled as their personal playgrounds. All living beings were merely their toys—created with a word, destroyed with a thought. Lin Qi discovered he had nothing but a long-abandoned martial arts school, which had been in ruins for who knows how many years, and a legacy martial system that could summon players from another world. What the players created and learned, he learned. He used the players as chess pieces and the myriad races as the board. Thus began Lin Qi’s survivalist lifestyle. “100% real virtual game—are you in or not?” “Race wars of the ages, experience the most epic battlefield ever—are you in or not?” “Get stronger in the game, get stronger in real life. So, are you in or not?” Countless years later, during one of Lin Qi’s speeches, he said: “They call me a devil from the abyss, a destroyer of civilizations, a subverter of all races, a slayer of gods—but that’s all slander.” “I’m just a guy who runs a martial arts school. I only had one dream—to open branches of my school all over the world, to improve people’s physical health and quality of life. As for their accusations? It’s only because I learned from them—used the flame of civilization and the name of justice to inspire them, to make them open their gates willingly, and to promote the exchange of population and economy between cities and cultures.”

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset