I Don’t Know Martial Arts, I’m Just Born Strong - Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Martial Artists, Wives.

Translator: yikaii Editor: yikaii

So…

Has my mind also become somewhat abnormal?

This thought barely emerged before Jiang He immediately “squashed” it.

“Why would I think that?”

“I’m a normal person… I’m not sick!”

Jiang He hid the kitchen knife and strode back to Room 207.

He locked the door from the inside.

He took out his phone to start surfing the internet, gathering comprehensive information about this world from news websites, forums, and discussion boards, covering history, humanities, and technology.

This world is called Blue Star.

Jiang He learned that the historical development here was exactly the same as the world he “previously” lived in.

The turning point for everything began with the “natural disaster” 40 years ago.

Some scholars and experts believe that this “natural disaster” was the culprit behind the “resurgence of spiritual energy” on Earth, but to this day, no one knows the reason behind that disaster’s outbreak.

Of course.

It doesn’t exclude the possibility that it’s just not available online.

“August 1, 1984, the disaster broke out, lasting for three days and three nights.”

“Then, spiritual energy resurged.”

“Animals and plants began to evolve and mutate.”

“On March 2, 1991, the first large-scale beast tide erupted on Earth, starting in Florida across the ocean. The entire state of Florida turned into ruins, with countless civilians dead or injured.”

“In the same month, beast tides swept across the world, attacking countless human cities.”

“The massive chaos caused by the beast tides continued until 1996. A few powerful individuals born among humans joined forces, killing nine beast kings in a row, which finally gave humanity a chance to breathe.”

“Only with the establishment of major base cities did humans manage to stabilize their footing in this chaotic end-of-days world and rebuild order.”

“Afterwards, the global promotion of martial arts began…”

Jiang He learned that, in order to promote martial arts, The Great Xia established a specialized martial force in the year 2000—the Martial Arts Administration.

Today’s Martial Arts Administration has become the strongest martial force in The Great Xia, with branches spread across all major base cities and defense cities, maintaining city safety while also regulating numerous martial artists to prevent them from committing crimes or engaging in battles within the cities.

“Martial Arts Administration?”

“It seems Old Zhang, Old Li, and Old Wang mentioned it before…”

“Huh?”

“This Martial Arts Administration also handles the assessment of martial artists?”

“Once passing the assessment test, one can receive a martial artist certificate issued by the Martial Arts Administration, not only gaining some privileges beyond ordinary people but also being able to accept and post missions at the Martial Arts Administration.”

“The most important thing is…”

“After becoming a martial artist, you receive a monthly stipend?”

Jiang He’s eyes lit up.

Licking his lips, he said, “I just arrived in this world, alone and penniless… If I could pass the martial artist assessment of the Martial Arts Administration, at the very least, I wouldn’t have to worry about living!”

As the saying goes, money troubles can defeat a hero.

You can’t expect to live in a psychiatric hospital eating and drinking for free forever, can you?

He looked up the conditions for the “martial artist assessment” of the Martial Arts Administration online.

First, to participate in the assessment, one needs to register.

The registration fee is 500 per attempt.

And the assessment by the Martial Arts Administration is divided into two parts.

The first part assesses punching power, explosive speed, and neural reaction speed.

The second part is practical combat assessment.

Only after passing the first part of the assessment can one qualify for the practical combat assessment. In practical combat assessment, successfully hunting a ferocious beast qualifies one as a true martial artist!

The standard for the martial artist punching power test is 1000kg, the standard for explosive speed test is 20m/s, and the neural reaction speed is passing at 60 points.

All assessment tests must meet the standards to pass the first part of the martial artist assessment.

Jiang He couldn’t help but think of the specially hired, medication nurse.

Her arm strength was a whopping 1100kg.

But she was not a martial artist.

This indicates that her explosive speed and neural response speed were not up to par.

“My current strength is 300kg…”

“Strength does not equate to punching power. Without knowing how to exert force, one might not even achieve the effect of 300kg. However, with special techniques for exerting force, it’s even possible to unleash double or triple the explosive power.”

But “techniques for exerting force” are not something one can just figure out on their own.

Jiang He searched online and found some video tutorials, but he found them confusing and unclear.

Now that martial arts are widespread.

There are some basic martial arts techniques available online, but Jiang He couldn’t quite understand them. He planned to go to the solitary cell to seek guidance from Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Mazi on cultivating martial arts.

However…

Before Jiang He could act on his plan, a knock sounded at the door.

Followed by Dean An’s voice: “Jiang He, it’s me, open the door.”

Jiang He thought it might be related to him forcing Feng Shaoyu to write a medical order, so he quickly hid the kitchen knife, the Rehmannia pills, and the phone.

He opened the door and asked with a smile, “Dean An, busy with official duties, what brings you here?”

“Do you think I want to come?”

Dean An replied irritably, “Come with me, someone wants to see you.”

“???”

It wasn’t about Feng Shaoyu?

Jiang He was curious and asked, “Dean An… who wants to see me? Could it be relatives or friends of mine?”

“You really have completely lost your memory, haven’t you?”

Dean An said, “Where would you get relatives from? As for your friends… it seems no one has come looking for you since you’ve been here. Enough talk, come with me.”

Following behind Dean An.

Jiang He inquired about the “solitary cell.”

“You want to ask about Old Zhang, Old Li, and Old Wang, right?”

Dean An said, “You better not concern yourself with their affairs… These three old foxes kept a low profile, I didn’t expect they would even injure a martial arts master from the Spirit Management Bureau. They are now considered dangerous individuals, no one is allowed to contact them without my permission.”

Dean An led Jiang He out of the hospital gate.

Outside the gate, there was a stretched black business car parked.

In front of and behind the business car, and on both sides, stood a man in a black suit and sunglasses, each exuding a formidable aura, clearly not ordinary people.

“Go ahead, the person who wants to see you is in the car.”

Dean An smiled meaningfully, “Be well-behaved when you get in the car, don’t get beaten up!”

“???”

Jiang He was puzzled.

The person in the car clearly had significant influence… Perhaps some important figure, and yet, someone like me, a psychiatric patient, has caught their attention?

Approaching the car.

One of the men in black suits knocked on the window and whispered, “Miss, he’s here.”

The next moment.

The car door opened.

From inside the car, a crisp voice came out —

“Come in.”

Jiang He, full of confusion, climbed into the car.

And then he saw…

Inside the car sat a beautiful and captivating woman.

Jiang He felt as if the woman’s face slowly overlapped with a face deep in his “memory,” and he instinctively said, “Wife?”

The woman: “……”

(End of the chapter)