Although Xu Jingming’s strength and speed were limited, he relied on his powerful consciousness to control the rifle in his hand and became a sharpshooter.
He strengthened his forces and united them! He stayed clear of the enemy’s main forces and struck at their weaknesses!
Xu Jingming didn’t waste time with the Xifan Army either! After escaping the pursuit, he headed for Wu’an.
Along the way, he thought of ways to pool strength! In this chaotic world, there were many people who wanted to be a soldier and earn a living.
After eight months, Xu Jingming used Marshal Sun’s team as a foundation to gather the remnants and recruit new blood, forming a team of 30,000. Finally, by working with people on the inside—their fellow men—they entered Wu’an City without any bloodshed and completely occupied it overnight.
Whoosh.
When the nobles in Wu’an City visited the new warlord, Xu Jingming, the illusion dissipated.
I’ve cleared the second illusion. Xu Jingming took a break. It had been more than eight months in the illusion, meaning that more than half a day had passed in reality.
In the illusion, he schemed against people who threatened his position. He united the people he could rope in and increased his influence and appeal among ordinary soldiers, ensuring that the army was under his control.
The army needed an uninterrupted food supply chain along the way to Wu’an. He needed to make military preparations and take precautions against other factions along the way. All of this required a lot of thought.
It’s much harder than the first level, Xu Jingming thought.
Whoosh.
He leaped up and arrived at the black pyramid’s third step.
The scene changed to Earth’s feudal dynasty.
In a world of ice and snow, a young beggar hid in a corner with a broken bowl in front of him. When he saw the well-dressed people, he kowtowed. “Kind sir and ma’am, please have pity on me and give some food.”
Suddenly, the young beggar jolted.
I’ve become a beggar? Xu Jingming trembled. It’s so cold, and I’m starving.
He also had memories in his mind.
At the end of the Ming dynasty, there was a great disaster, and the people were in dire straits. There were many rebellions, and Dog Li had fled to Yu City.
In the snow and ice, he was only wearing tattered cloth clothes. Considering the hunger and cold, he would probably freeze to death tonight if nothing different happened.
Xu Jingming saw illusory words appear in front of him—
Third Step’s Life Crisis: Reach the capital alive within a year (maximum strength and speed limited)
Go from Yu City to the capital in the north, and it’s during wartime? Moreover, it’s in the body of a young beggar? Xu Jingming could sense that even if he tried mobilizing his body, his strength and speed were lower than that of the average person.
Survival in troubled times? Xu Jingming realized that this wasn’t easy. Rebels, bandits, refugees… All kinds of dangers—even the weather, environment, illnesses, and so on—might kill him.
…
Layer after layer of illusions.
This was also a form of putting things into practice. Gradually, he became more proficient in all kinds of situations.
However, accidents still happened, and he failed.
Finally—
How difficult. Xu Jingming looked around.
The 99th step’s illusion was Earth’s primitive era.
The planet’s temperature had plummeted, and the rivers had frozen. An immeasurable amount of vegetation had frozen to death, and food was scarce.
Xu Jingming led the tribe to migrate along a water source to seek a means of survival.
Survival was really difficult.
In a year, only 36 out of 132 people in the tribe survived. They were still in the midst of migration.
I succeeded. Xu Jingming watched the illusion dissipate. As long as I can ensure that 30 members of the tribe are alive after a year, it will be considered a success. But it really wasn’t easy.
In order to survive the migration, Xu Jingming had racked his brains.
Whoosh.
100th Life Crisis: Space pirates have touched down and massacred Earth! Please survive the massacre and complete your revenge within a year (having the same body as in reality)
This illusion was the only future-type illusion!
When the terrifying space pirates appeared, their strength exceeded the limits of Earth’s defenses. The pirates then slaughtered wantonly, leaving none alive!
Countless people died. Even though Xu Jingming had a Lv. 7 cosmic lifeform body and many high-tech weapons and equipment on Earth, he still felt despair.
…
Xu Jingming tried the final 100th level eight times before succeeding on the eighth try.
“Congratulations on passing through all kinds of life crises, but the future reality is unknown. There’s no chance to redo things, so the best way to resolve life crises… is not to put yourself in a predicament.” The voice echoed in his mind, and the final illusion dissipated.
Xu Jingming looked up. Then, he took a step and leaped up.
Xu Jingming stood at the top of the black pyramid and stared at the miniature wormhole at the top of the pyramid, but he remained calm.
More than 100 days had passed in reality as he experienced the 100 kinds of life crises, and he had experienced more than 100 years in the illusions. In these 100 years, he had been an ordinary programmer, a soldier in troubled times, a beggar, a bodyguard, an assassin, a shopkeeper, a fortune-teller, a cripple, a blind man, a sick old man with only one year left to live, a proton, the king of a small country, a general with great authority, a tribal leader, a caveman…
Characters from different eras with different life crises.
If the 18 days of learning could be said to be a build-up of knowledge and an improvement in logical thinking, then the 100 years of adversity in his life was a catharsis of his mind!
This catharsis had truly transformed him!
Even for those cosmic lifeforms that had lived for more than a thousand years, most of their lives weren’t as complicated and dangerous as the hundreds of life crises.
Perhaps the greatest help I can obtain from the seven planets in this mysterious land isn’t the recruitment of a faction but the tests in the process. The tests toward the end benefited him greatly.
The test of Neutron Star allowed him to figure out the Streaming Light Spear Dao.
The hundred life crises were a catharsis of the mind.
Planet Number Seven. Xu Jingming looked at the miniature wormhole in front of him.
At this moment, in the observation space.
Be it the 352 regional factions on the lower level or the 17 top factions on the upper level, they all gazed at Xu Jingming!
