If you started training in martial arts at the age of thirty, how far could you go? Du Ruo: If no one comes to expose me, I could call myself a "martial arts master" as well. But what if you could distill martial arts techniques directly into knowledge and instantly master them? Du Ruo: Then I would dedicate myself to promoting traditional martial arts. And what if every bit of training granted you attribute points that could strengthen your mind, body, and spirit? Du Ruo: I once heard that during the Tang Dynasty, there was a Taoist nun named Xie Ziran who, before thousands of witnesses, ascended to immortality in broad daylight and was recorded in history; I want to try that too. At thirty, Du Ruo extracts skills from games, and as long as she trains in reality, she gains attribute points to enhance herself. How will she shatter the void and ascend in broad daylight in the real world? And when faced with the temptations of fame, fortune, and beauty along the way, what will she choose? Du Ruo: I want it all!
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“Grandmaster of National Martial Arts” skill extraction progress: 99%
On the long-distance bus heading back to his hometown, Du Ruo stared blankly at the interface that only he could see before his eyes. The recent series of upheavals had left him feeling as though he were living in a dream.
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It was about twenty days ago that Du Ruo lost his job. The economic downturn had swept through the country, consumer habits shifted to austerity, and his company’s business dwindled sharply. Predictably, layoffs followed, and so Du Ruo found himself unemployed.
Losing his job wasn’t the terrifying part—what truly unsettled him was his sudden realization that he might not be able to find work again, something he had never experienced before.
He used to believe that, no matter how badly things went, he could at least rely on the iron triangle of deliveryman, food courier, or ride-share driver to support himself.
Only after losing his job did he discover that everyone else had thought the same.
Still, Du Ruo hadn’t spent ten years drifting in Guangdong Province without gaining anything. Six years ago, he was dating a woman who, thinking ahead to marriage, pressured him into buying an apartment in the city center of Dongguan.
He scraped together the five thousand yuan he’d saved after four years of hard work, added the 175,000 yuan his parents gave him, and bought a ninety-square-meter secondhand apartment in the city center.
Six years had passed. Du Ruo could barely remember why he and his girlfriend had eventually