You’re Running 30,000 Simulations a Day—Trying to Stay Healthy or What?-Chapter 49: Learning Martial Arts, Learning Martial Arts

But Miao Gift—no, that’s not right, it should be Lin Mo.
You clearly know how much ink is in Lin Mo’s belly.
During the third simulation, Miao Gift once had the glorious moment of breaking through his realm out of frustration because you taught him to recognize characters too slowly.
You pat Lin Mo’s belly: “So, do you have any ink in your little belly?”
Sure enough, Lin Mo’s belly immediately shrank in.
He glanced nervously at Wei Xia twice, then whispered, “No, no... I’m slow at learning characters…”
You laugh heartily, “As expected, you’re still the same dumb kid from before, not a bit of change.”
Wei Xia also felt Lin Mo’s talent for studying was unimpressive, so she quickly changed the subject.
“Young Master, well, you probably won’t be able to find that Miao Jiayao. It’s getting late; you should hurry back to the city and find a place to stay.”
Seeing your stylish attire, Wei Xia knew you weren’t an ordinary peasant,
so she urged you, a city dweller, to return to the city quickly.
Of course, you had no intention of leaving right away.
Originally, you came this time just to save Wei Xia and the Miao family,
but this time even Lin Mo was born seven or eight years earlier than expected.
Plus, you were very curious about the Child-Giving Bodhisattva.
Naturally, you wanted to go check Wei Xia’s home.
You look at Wei Xia and ask, “Mrs. Lin, is your husband at home?”
“Of course he is. Young Master, why do you ask?” Wei Xia asked in confusion.
You smile and say, “I’ve traveled a long way and am a bit hungry. There’s no food shop nearby. May I eat something at your place? I’ll pay double.”
Wei Xia hesitated, “Young Master, money isn’t the issue, but I’m afraid our ordinary family can’t prepare good food to entertain you.”
You wave your hand, “No worries, just enough to fill my stomach.”
Wei Xia took Lin Mo’s hand and said to you, “Young Master, then please come.”
Wei Xia led you to the neighboring village.
Along the way, you exchanged names.
You also learned that Lin Mo’s father is Lin Kaifeng,
who is a linsheng.
A linsheng is a scholar who receives a special state subsidy for outstanding academic achievements.
The linsheng receives a yearly allowance of five taels of silver for food and living expenses.
In addition, Lin Kaifeng occasionally teaches at private schools or does miscellaneous work like helping with writing, earning some extra silver.
Altogether, it adds up to several taels of silver.
Therefore, although Wei Xia’s family isn’t wealthy, they can easily maintain a warm meal every day,
and sometimes even afford some meat dishes.
This is also why Wei Xia’s demeanor was different in this simulation.
Her social status and economic condition had significantly improved, naturally giving her more confidence.
Soon, you arrived at Wei Xia’s home,
a modest but fairly spacious farmhouse courtyard.
“Daddy, Mom, we’re home!”
Lin Mo ran quickly into the courtyard.
Immediately after, Lin Kaifeng also came out to greet them.
Lin Kaifeng scooped up Lin Mo, who leapt into his arms, and smiled, “Mo’er, you’ve been playing all day again!”
“Daddy, I’ll make up my homework tonight!”
Lin Kaifeng rubbed Lin Mo’s nose, “You say that every time!”
Lin Mo’s eyes rolled quickly, and he hurriedly changed the subject, “Daddy, today Mom and I met an uncle who’s coming to have dinner at our home tonight!”
“An uncle?”
Lin Kaifeng, holding Lin Mo, walked out of the courtyard and saw you.
Seeing your appearance and aura were not ordinary,
he put down Lin Mo, cupped his hands politely, and said, “Brother, if you’re having trouble, although my family isn’t wealthy, a full meal won’t be hard. Young Master, please come in!”
You knew Lin Kaifeng had misunderstood you.
He thought you were so poor you had to scrounge for meals at others’ homes.
You looked Lin Kaifeng up and down.
He was just an ordinary, slightly weak-looking scholar,
but his aura was freer and more unrestrained.
After all, he was someone who could live on a state subsidy through real talent and learning. Having a bit of pride was normal.
But he definitely didn’t look like someone with strange hobbies.
Could it be that he was a “man with a beast’s heart”?
You couldn’t understand it.
Just as you were about to follow Lin Kaifeng into the courtyard,
you heard a muffled thunderous roar behind you.
“Mrs. Lin! You still won’t agree?!”
You turned to see a burly man with a leopard-patterned head, ring-shaped eyes, black mustache, and tangled beard blocking the entrance.
His face was covered with coarse flesh, looking like a knockoff version of Zhang Fei.
He was clearly a bad person.
You sensed he was a Bone Tempering martial artist.
You saw Wei Xia’s face darken, very troubled.
Lin Kaifeng also fell silent, looking at the burly man, then at Wei Xia repeatedly.
You realized this was trouble.
He dared to forcibly take a wife in broad daylight?
Is there still law? Is there still justice?
And today he ran into you, which meant this knockoff Zhang Fei had been here more than once or twice.
You immediately flashed forward.
“Take this, you bastard!!”
Bang—
Knockoff Zhang Fei felt his vision blur and was sent flying more than ten yards.
He crashed to the ground, his body about to fall apart, feeling the whole world spinning and roaring.
A breath was stuck in his chest; he couldn’t even grunt.
Your Soul Awakening Blade lit up.
“Take another cut, you bastard!!”
“Young Master He! No!!”
At the critical moment, Wei Xia screamed in terror.
Your Soul Awakening Blade stopped right beside knockoff Zhang Fei’s neck.
At that moment, the blade was only 0.01 centimeters from his throat.
But after a quarter of an incense stick’s time, the blade’s owner would pay knockoff Zhang Fei’s medical expenses.
Knockoff Zhang Fei’s eyes were filled with terror that nearly overflowed the screen.
You looked at Wei Xia, “What’s going on? Wasn’t this big guy here to snatch you?”
Wei Xia was also uncertain, shocked by your terrifying power on one hand,
and shaken by the near-fatal scene on the other.
She hurriedly said, “You misunderstood, Young Master He! Hall Master Zhang wants to take my Mo’er as his disciple!”
“Take a disciple?”
You asked carefully and learned that
this Hall Master Zhang had accidentally discovered Lin Mo’s excellent talent in martial arts,
so he wanted Lin Mo to join his martial arts hall as a disciple.
But Wei Xia didn’t want Lin Mo to go out fighting and killing.
She only wanted Lin Mo to be like Lin Kaifeng, a scholar who could take imperial exams and enter officialdom.
So she had repeatedly refused this Hall Master Zhang.
Because Hall Master Zhang was eager to recruit talent, he often came to persuade Wei Xia to agree to let Lin Mo join his martial arts hall.
This led to your misunderstanding.
After hearing the whole story, you nodded.
Then you asked Lin Kaifeng’s opinion.
Lin Kaifeng actually supported Lin Mo learning martial arts,
because he knew best that Lin Mo had no future in studying.
One phrase Lin Mo often said during exams was—
“What use is remembering stuff in your head? Dare you not just bluff me straight on?”
To be honest, Lin Kaifeng had seen many useless people in studying, but they all had to call Lin Mo the biggest fool.
But Lin Kaifeng had a good relationship with Wei Xia and didn’t want to directly oppose her.
After all, Wei Xia’s worries made sense.
Learning martial arts means going out to fight every day; if one day Lin Mo doesn’t win, it could be dangerous.
Every time Hall Master Zhang came, Lin Kaifeng felt uncomfortable giving a direct opinion, which made you think Lin Kaifeng had backed down earlier.
You looked at Wei Xia and Lin Kaifeng.
They didn’t dare meet your gaze and were a bit afraid of you.
Hall Master Zhang’s strength was among the top in the city,
but in your hands, he was like a little chick you could squeeze as you pleased.
Wei Xia and Lin Kaifeng didn’t dare joke around with you anymore.
You didn’t mind and directly looked at little Lin Mo.
What surprised you was
Lin Mo’s eyes were filled with wild excitement!
His small body trembled slightly from excitement.
He looked at you as if he were seeing a god.
Your combat power was beyond the limited scope of his little mind.
He had thought Hall Master Zhang was the highest sky,
but he never imagined above that sky were countless gods and Buddhas sitting on clouds.
In Lin Mo’s heart, a big hero’s dream had already been growing strong.
He was still young and had always been suppressed by Wei Xia.
But from today on, this dream tree had firmly taken root in Lin Mo’s heart.
You looked at Lin Mo, “Lin Mo, the decision is yours. Are you willing to learn martial arts?”