In a dark mine lit by flickering candlelight, sweat blurs Lin Er/Lin Yuan’s vision.
In this world, martial arts reign supreme. The strong can move mountains and fill seas, while the weak are worth less than ants.
“Damn it! In my last life I was a wage slave, and now I’ve sold myself to a mine just to scrape together my little brother’s martial arts school tuition?”
A dynamic 3D skeletal model made of light quietly appears:
[Martial Arts Supercomputing Engine]
[Current martial arts: None]
[Mining movement compatibility: 0%]
[Vitality utilization: 0%]
On the day he escapes the mine, he finds his younger brother, who paid for martial arts training by selling himself, dressed in fine clothes and riding proudly, sneering at him.
Relying on the supercomputer to calculate the optimal solution, Lin Er coldly injures his own brother and says calmly:
“When martial arts becomes mathematics, geniuses are a joke.”
