Chapter 151: The Path To The Future, Immersive Training
Meng Huaifeng doesn’t have much talent or skills in combat; his combat power is only average among pathfinders of the same level.
After obtaining the Phantom Spear, the exclusive weapon crafted for him by Blade, he can barely be considered excellent with his real-time editing of the Phantom Spear.
But this is still far from enough.
So Meng Huaifeng learned Heaven and Earth Manifestation from A Xing and Sun Wukong to strengthen his combat power.
As Meng Huaifeng analyzed the two versions of Heaven and Earth Manifestation, he discovered that modifying it to suit himself was not easy.
Even a tiny change could cause the skill logic to collapse, failing to produce any effect, let alone fusing its advantages.
Meng Huaifeng is not a genius; he could do it, but it would take too much time.
Meng Huaifeng pondered slightly; he seemed to have fallen into a misconception.
He possesses Aether Editing technology that can rewrite reality; he just needs to add a bit of “I reckon” power, and he can fully bring out the skill’s effects.
Why insist on modifying the skill to suit himself?
Because his Aether Editing level is insufficient, editing reality consumes too much and isn’t practical.
But… Meng Huaifeng looked at the Phantom Spear in his hand, countless sparks of thought colliding in his mind.
Why can Aether Editing freely edit the Phantom Spear?
Because it can be illusory; editing illusory things consumes very little, as long as it turns real in the instant of attack—that’s when the consumption spikes.
Besides illusory things, what else has low editing consumption?
Data!
In front of Aether Editing, reality is a true game world.
And I, who masters Aether Editing, am the player.
Player, game, character—no vital points, only health bars.
Data Body!
If he can find a way to temporarily turn himself into a Data Body, it would be as easy to rewrite as the Phantom Spear, with drastically reduced consumption.
He just needs to slightly edit his own data to match the skill requirements, and he can perfectly unleash the skill’s full effects.
Not just Heaven and Earth Manifestation—he could also perfectly execute Dan Heng’s Cloud Chant Technique!
These skills truly exist and conform to reality; they only require the imaginary energy for normal skill use.
What he needs Aether Editing to maintain is just that tiny bit of data for the Data Body.
He could even skip these skills and manifest any ability he wants, though without a real foundation, the consumption would be higher.
But still far less than directly editing and rewriting his real body.
So how to turn into a Data Body?
Fifth soul skill, True Game—create a game character in reality.
Isn’t this the perfect reference template?
He has the game character now, and so does he.
All that’s left is how to turn himself into a game character.
Micro Wormhole Transport Technology to deconstruct oneself, Sacred Body, elementalization…
These can all provide ideas for researching how to become a Data Body.
He doesn’t even need to fully research them; as long as he has the ideas, plus a bit of “I reckon” power, he can use Aether Editing to rewrite reality and fill in the last gap.
The more perfected the Data Body research, the lower the Aether Editing consumption to maintain the Data Body.
The Data Body isn’t just for letting Meng Huaifeng perfectly use mismatched skills— no vital points, simple recovery, and he can use Aether Editing to add various buffs to himself.
Once the Data Body research succeeds, Meng Huaifeng’s combat power will increase geometrically!
Meng Huaifeng’s eyes lit up.
This way, he’s taking a different path from Teacher Silver Wolf, right?
Teacher Silver Wolf excels at throwing enemies into a game world and using game monsters to deal with them.
While he edits himself into a game character to solve enemies in the real world.
Silver Wolf prefers that combat style and could also do his way.
But he can only use this way.
No choice—who made his level insufficient; he can only cheat cleverly.
Still, the path ahead is equally bright.
Micro Wormhole Transport Technology is easy to obtain; Superdimension Academy teaches it, and he can go learn it.
So let’s start with Micro Wormhole Transport Technology.
……
Luckily, with Monkey Brother’s Clone Technique, even if Meng Huaifeng has more to research, he has plenty of free time.
“Today’s pioneer goal: desert mountain altar, let’s go!” March 7th said energetically.
The train crew arrived at a high mountain in a western desert, where an ancient religious building stood.
“Legend says this is where angels saved the world and sealed demons; who knows if it’s true.” March 7th gently touched an ancient stone pillar.
“The architecture here looks quite old, with no traces of modern technology.” Welt observed and said.
“Too bad Sister Yan left Blue Star; otherwise, we could ask her if it’s true.” March 7th said regretfully: “But we have the almighty Huai Feng; quickly check the true history of this place.”
Meng Huaifeng searched the information of all things in the surrounding heaven and earth, chuckling lightly: “We’ve finally run into it.”
“Run into what?” March 7th asked curiously.
“This place really seals a demon.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Then let’s dig him out quickly.” A Xing said excitedly.
“He’s sealed nicely; why dig him out?” March 7th looked at A Xing in surprise.
“As a pet?” A Xing recalled the video of the little crocodile she saw at Superdimension Academy; it was pretty cute.
“The demon sealed here is the kind that killed countless and committed all evils, very ugly, fitting the common stereotype of demons.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Then forget it.” A Xing immediately dropped the idea.
Meng Huaifeng began explaining the demon’s origin to everyone, as well as the story of angels chasing and ancient humans joining forces to seal this demon.
“Why seal it instead of killing the demon directly?” A Xing asked doubtfully.
“Why do you think the angel chase joined ancient humans? Because they couldn’t beat him; they could only trap and seal him with a trap.” Meng Huaifeng explained.
“If they could trap him, couldn’t they kill him?” A Xing pressed further.
“Don’t ask me; I don’t know.” Meng Huaifeng shrugged: “You can ask the angel chase; she’s Sister Yan’s subordinate.”
There weren’t many tourists at the mountain altar; suddenly, the other tourists let out cries of terror.
“Damn, finally found it; hope the warrior sealed here doesn’t disappoint me.”
Meng Huaifeng looked toward the entrance and saw Morgana, with heavy smoky makeup and in black leather, standing there boldly holding a stone tablet.
Behind her were God of Crocodiles Soton and several demon warriors.
“What a coincidence.” Meng Huaifeng couldn’t help saying.
This place is remote; it’s a good spot—maybe he could…
Just as Meng Huaifeng was about to disrupt space, Morgana spotted them.
“Damn, it’s you guys again!”
Morgana exclaimed, a wormhole appeared behind them, and she dragged Soton away and vanished.
As for those demon warriors, cannon fodder—they were perfectly positioned in front of the wormhole to block like last time.
“Uh(⊙o⊙)…” Meng Huaifeng was stunned; so decisive?
“Isn’t she the Demon Queen?” March 7th couldn’t help complaining; does the queen care nothing for face?
Meng Huaifeng glanced at Welt; it must be Uncle Yang’s attack last time that left her with huge psychological shadow, making her hesitate not at all.
If Uncle Yang weren’t here, Morgana might not have run directly.
A Xing had already rushed over, smashing each demon warrior with one strike.
“Morgana seems to have come for the demon sealed here.” March 7th said.
“Yeah, dig him out and deal with him; otherwise, once we leave, Morgana will definitely come back to release him.” Meng Huaifeng said.
The tourists on the mountain had all fled; the group didn’t care about protecting the relic and dug out the demon.
A tall, ugly demon slumbered within a seal.
“Need a password to open the seal? Open sesame?” March 7th tried.
“Wait, why set a password to open the seal? Since it’s sealing a demon, why not seal it completely?” A Xing pinched her chin, puzzled.
“A Xing, are you a know-it-all? Why so many questions all of a sudden.” March 7th said speechlessly.
“Could it be that A Xing’s been learning Song of Souls lately, using her brain more, and had an epiphany?” Meng Huaifeng guessed.
“You mean I’ve gotten smarter?” A Xing said happily.
“No, I mean your head’s full of question marks from learning.” Meng Huaifeng shook his head.
“???” A Xing’s head was full of question marks.
“Since we don’t know the password, we’ll have to brute-force a miracle.” March 7th drew the Lapis Sword.
“Let me do it.” Meng Huaifeng’s Phantom Spear pierced directly through the seal.
Edit God-Slaying Power; make the spear tip real.
One strike killed the demon in the seal.
Continue releasing God-Slaying Power to destroy all super genes on the demon’s corpse.
Erase all dark information.
Meng Huaifeng nodded; alright, now Morgana shouldn’t be able to revive him.
Solved one of Morgana’s future admiral… no, leader; the frustration of her escape eased a bit.
……
Xiong Bing Lian’s training continued day after day.
Their current strength has definitely surpassed their original selves during the Tianhe Campaign by a lot.
Even if the Taotie Civilization, under Meng Huaifeng, March 7th, and A Xing’s control, fully leverages numerical and equipment advantages, they still suffer heavy losses each time to defeat Xiong Bing Lian.
It seems like it won’t be long before Xiong Bing Lian can clear the first act.
Under Welt’s increasingly terrifying gravity suppression, Xiong Bing Lian once again completed training utterly exhausted, lying scattered on the training ground waiting for the next session.
Meng Huaifeng gave Sun Wukong a look; Sun Wukong nodded slightly.
“Dream Entering Divine Mechanism, full immersion mode, blur game concept.”
This time, it was a semi-real simulation, Meng Huaifeng’s test for them.
Xiong Bing Lian, trapped in the illusion world, completely forgot this was training.
They only remembered training as usual for a few days, and then the Taotie Civilization truly invaded Blue Star.
Under Du Kao’s command, Xiong Bing Lian immediately headed to the battlefield.
At this point, everyone’s consciousness became clear.
Xiong Bing Lian didn’t take a helicopter; they landed far away and charged to the battlefield on their own.
In reality, Meng Huaifeng turned the virtual screen to Xiong Bing Lian’s view; they were discussing tactics.
“Does this count as peeking and cheating?” March 7th, thin-skinned, asked.
“The Taotie Civilization is more advanced than Blue Star civilization, so it’s reasonable they can surveil Xiong Bing Lian’s movements, right?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“Yeah, reasonable.” March 7th thought and nodded.
“Then we’re not cheating.” Meng Huaifeng confirmed.
Because they hadn’t cleared Meng Huaifeng’s illusion game even once, Xiong Bing Lian treated this ‘real’ Taotie invasion with utmost seriousness.
This wasn’t a ‘game’; they had no respawn chance and had to go all out, leaving no room for error.
Countless tactics once used in illusions were discussed and repeatedly rejected; only after a long time did they finalize one.
Meng Huaifeng shook his head lightly; on the ‘real’ battlefield, Xiong Bing Lian was tied down, hesitant, not performing as well as in the illusion.
“Heard their tactics, right? Target them accordingly. Lana and Sun Wukong are mine.” Meng Huaifeng controlled Taotie warrior Feng Lei to meet Lana, holding a God-Slaying Weapon.
He also controlled a group of Taotie warriors to put on a show with Sun Wukong.
March 7th and A Xing assigned the rest.
As combat began, Xiong Bing Lian gradually dispersed.
Meng Huaifeng used his privilege dog ability to cut off Xiong Bing Lian’s communications.
This move hadn’t been used before; first time.
The dispersed Xiong Bing Lian instantly panicked—no contact with teammates, no idea where they were or where teammates were.
“Is this the real Taotie Civilization? Way stronger than Big Brother’s illusion; what to do—retreat first and find a way to regroup? We’ll get picked off and worn down otherwise; others must think the same, right?” Ge Xiaolun thought in the illusion, but didn’t retreat or advance, buzzing around like a fly.
Liu Chuang, who swore before Monkey Brother, kept charging forward blindly; Qiangwei teleported everywhere to stick to the original plan; Zhao Xin turned into lightning to find and gather others; Cheng Yaowen held position waiting for instructions; Rui Mengmeng stuck close protecting Qilin as they advanced slowly.
“This doesn’t count as cheating?” March 7th asked again.
“Taotie Civilization is more advanced than Blue Star; reasonable they can cut Xiong Bing Lian’s comms, right?” Meng Huaifeng asked.
“Rea…sonable.” March 7th hesitated.
“But isn’t Xiong Bing Lian’s tech from Deno Civilization? Can Taotie really do that?” A Xing keenly spotted the issue.
“Probably not.” Meng Huaifeng said.
“Then it’s cheating?” A Xing grinned: “But I like it.”
“First step in modern war is often cutting enemy comms; though Taotie probably can’t, demons or other civilizations can—they have zero defense or backup plans against it, which indeed they shouldn’t.” Meng Huaifeng said.
Still, this was expected; this test was to ramp up intensity and expose issues—at least countless times better than in the original.
Under Meng Huaifeng’s deliberate targeting, Xiong Bing Lian couldn’t regroup and had to fight individually.
Even targeted like this, they wiped out most of Taotie’s mid-to-low tier combat power, showing their strength had indeed improved a lot.
Tonight at 0:00, over 5,000 words monthly ticket chapter—a light daily episode of future Meng Huaifeng taking the train crew back to his world; hope everyone supports. Find it in the table of contents; won’t update in main text.
