SMGFB 07

Chapter – 07

In my memory.

Jiang Fu lives at 666 Blue Shore Estate, in the central district of Zone Nine.

It’s not too far from the Ninth District People’s Hospital.

At Jiang Fu’s current walking pace, it would take about half an hour to get there.

If he multiplied his speed by eleven, he would arrive even faster.

But after leaving the hospital grounds, Jiang Fu slowed his pace.

Along the way, he fully enjoyed the pleasure of walking on his own two legs.

At the same time, he observed the city, this world.

It was very similar to the cities of his previous life.

Tall buildings lined the streets, traffic flowed like water.

But the difference was—

above the city, floating bands of colorful light drifted like auroras.

Even under the midday sun,

they stood out strikingly.

This was the city’s air defense belt.

Used to intercept flying mutant beasts or rift beasts from invading the city from the sky.

Spirit energy revival, biological mutation, monster invasion.

It had been a hundred years since then.

Humanity had already rebuilt order upon the ruins of the previous civilization.

For Jiang Fu,

this felt more like a parallel world.

Putting aside the spirit energy revival,

the civilization, culture, customs, and traditions of this world

were largely similar to Earth in his previous life.

Even in certain aspects of history, there were many parallels.

…

Along the way, Jiang Fu stopped and started,

taking over an hour to finally arrive at Blue Shore Estate.

In front of the gate of a three-story standalone villa.

The villa had been left behind by the original owner’s parents.

It had always been under the name of the original owner—now Jiang Fu.

The Guo Fangdong family of three had moved in under the pretext of taking care of Jiang Fu.

And had lived there for twelve years.

At this moment, the villa’s courtyard gate was shut tight and locked.

There were no maids or servants at home either.

Housework belonged to Jiang Fu.

Jiang Fu patted himself down again, confirming he didn’t have the house keys.

He looked at the locked courtyard gate.

His mental energy stirred slightly.

Click!

The lock opened instantly.

“It seems my mental energy level isn’t weak.”

“I can control the elevator door to crush Guo Xiaofeng’s head, and I can also open this kind of high-end lock.”

Jiang Fu pushed open the gate and walked into the yard.

Doing the same, he unlocked the villa’s front door.

Jiang Fu’s room was in the maid’s quarters—or rather, a storage room would be more accurate—at the stairwell corner on the first floor.

The room was very small.

It only had a bed and a nightstand.

Jiang Fu released his mental energy,

probing every inch of everything inside the villa.

Just as he had expected.

There was nothing of value in the house.

Not a single cultivation resource to be found.

Clearly,

the property and resources left by his parents

had either been squandered by that family of three or moved away.

Jiang Fu first touched his empty stomach.

After walking for an hour,

his appetite, which had been ruined by Guo Xiaofeng earlier, was almost recovered!

“First, take care of business!”

Thinking this, he went up the stairs to the third floor, to the door of Guo Xiaofeng’s room.

His target was the computer inside the room.

This used to be Jiang Fu’s room.

After the Guo Fangdong family of three moved in, it was taken over by Guo Xiaofeng.

Jiang Fu pushed open the door.

And then…

“BLEGH—”

A strange stench hit him head-on.

Jiang Fu stumbled back several steps,

one hand against the wall, dry-heaving for a long time before he recovered.

“Holy crap! I should have eaten first!”

Jiang Fu’s face was flushed red.

At this moment, the hunger that had just begun to build in his stomach vanished once again.

He was so disgusted that he couldn’t eat anything at all.

The room before him was dim and gloomy.

The curtains were drawn.

Jiang Fu could still clearly make out what it looked like inside…

The entire room was a complete mess.

It looked like a garbage disposal station.

The floor was piled high with all kinds of clutter—empty liquor bottles, takeout containers that were either finished or half-eaten, and…

used tissues everywhere.

…During the days Jiang Fu had been hospitalized,

no one had come to clean Guo Xiaofeng’s room.

This once-luxurious room had turned straight into a dump.

Looking at the tissues on the floor,

Jiang Fu’s face twitched violently.

“No wonder, with all those resources poured into him, Guo Xiaofeng barely managed to become a martial artist at eighteen…”

“Speaking of which, I gave him that multiplication by ten—can he even keep up?”

Jiang Fu looked disgusted and backed up several more steps.

Then he used his mental energy to pull open the curtains and open the window.

To let the air circulate.

Only then did the stench in the room slowly fade.

“Forget it, mental energy works just as well.”

Jiang Fu didn’t have OCD.

But he also didn’t want to get anywhere near that horrifying room.

His mental energy had already locked onto the only relatively clean thing in the room—the computer.

“Good thing the computer wasn’t turned off, or that would’ve been a hassle.”

Jiang Fu let out a breath of relief.

He definitely couldn’t guess Guo Xiaofeng’s login password.

Using mental energy to control the mouse and keyboard,

the computer monitor lit up.

What came into view was a familiar figure.

Jiang Fu looked dumbfounded.

“Holy crap! Isn’t that the original owner’s goddess and class beauty, Han Ruobing?”

In the frozen frame, the girl was charming and alluring, dressed in cool and daring attire that was almost nonexistent, striking a bold and unrestrained pose.

She looked nothing like a student at all.

Jiang Fu attended Class 14, Senior Year 3, at Bin City No. 9 High School.

And Han Ruobing was the class beauty of Class 14, even a strong contender for school beauty.

Jiang Fu scratched his hair.

“I… ah no, it’s the original owner! He was Han Ruobing’s simp.”

“It was only after he became a martial artist that Han Ruobing took the initiative to agree to be with him…”

Jiang Fu frowned deeply.

The original owner wasn’t an idiot, but he was a bit too love-struck.

Originally, Ge Yanxia had manipulated the original owner into going to the wilderness to pick Misty Lychee Fruits for Guo Xiaofeng.

The original owner wasn’t very willing.

But soon after,

Han Ruobing made the same request, asking him to go to the wilderness to pick spirit fruits for her.

Love-struck and head over heels, the original owner left the city without a second thought and entered the wilderness.

And then there was no “and then.”

Now,

Jiang Fu looked at the video on the screen.

“So, those two were already hooking up a long time ago…”

“The original owner really was a total sucker, getting played like a fool by these people.”

“I’ll settle that score later… first, take care of business.”

Jiang Fu curled his lips.

None of that mattered right now.

The top priority was making money—and staying alive!

Jiang Fu closed the video and opened the browser.

He started searching online for information about mental energy.

Jiang Fu had already decided to go to the wilderness and hunt small mutant beasts.

That was the fastest way to make money at this stage.

And the only thing he could rely on was his mental energy, which had reached 1000.

But Jiang Fu didn’t know exactly what level 1000 mental energy corresponded to.

So he needed to investigate.

The internet was the fastest route.

In his previous life, Jiang Fu had been bedridden for three years.

Although his psyche had become somewhat twisted and dark,

it had also made him calm and rational.

He had to plan everything carefully before acting.

“Found it!”

“Mental energy… Mentalist!”

“A branch of martial artists—considered a special type of martial artist!”

Jiang Fu used his mental energy to quickly browse the pages.

Unfortunately,

there wasn’t much content about mentalists online.

Only some rough introductions and fragmented explanations.

Mentalists were mysterious and powerful.

They could manipulate objects from a distance, and even deliver mental shocks.

Killing without a trace.

But as for other aspects—

like specific mental energy values or the levels of mentalists—

there was no mention at all.

“Oh right, the Martial Artist Forum!”

Suddenly,

Jiang Fu thought of something else.

He quickly used his mental energy to control the keyboard,

typing in a web address.

After becoming a martial artist,

the original owner had been invited to register at the Martial Artist Guild,

earning access to the Martial Artist Forum.

The Martial Artist Forum, as the name suggested,

would definitely have what he was looking for.

But when Jiang Fu opened the forum portal

and entered his own martial artist credentials,

he was dumbfounded.

[Current martial artist identity has been deactivated!]