High Martial: Logging Into a Future 10,000 Years Ahead
Chapter 35: A Changed Future, Xiao Yuhe!

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Dreamscape.

In the dream world—Base 1359.

Lu Sheng faced the Lightbrain and calmly spoke, "Pull up my personal records."

"Retrieving now…"

The next second, a large stream of information appeared before Lu Sheng.

The moment he saw his own photo, his heart gave a heavy thump.

At that instant, he knew his suspicions were correct.

The photo no longer showed the once-handsome, resolute middle-aged "Lu Sheng."

In his place was a lean, white-haired elder with a spirited gleam in his eyes.

[Name: Lu Sheng]

[Gender: Male]

[Lifespan: Martial Year 297, Month 6 – Martial Year 383, Month 7]

[Martial Strength: Level 6 Warrior]

[Biography: …Became a Level 2 Warrior at the age of eighteen, causing a stir in Baihe City.

Later joined the Dongning Province Genius Training Camp under recommendation from Baihe City's Martial Association, ranking in the top twenty.

That same year, entered Dongning Martial University with entrance exam results ranking first in the city, 32nd in the province, and 145th nationwide.

…Graduated from Dongning Martial University after three years and enlisted in the military.

Five years later, retired as a commissioned officer and founded the Saint Martial Hall in Baihe City.

Achieved Level 6 Warrior status at forty-five. Attempted to advance to Level 7 Grandmaster at fifty-five but failed...

Died in Baihe City during an abyssal beast attack in Martial Year 383, Month 7. Aged 87 at death.

Married, with two daughters and one son.]

This time, Lu Sheng's life record was significantly more detailed, and he carefully read through every line.

At the end, he noticed that his personal rating had also increased—now rated two and a half stars, an improvement of half a star.

Of course, his access level remained at Tier 2.

"As expected, the future can be changed. Or at the very least, my future can."

"Just one week ago, I was still a Level 4 Warrior who died at thirty-seven. But one week later, I've lived to over eighty, and my strength peaked at Level 6. If not for an accident, I might have lived even longer...

The difference lies entirely in the strength I've gained this past week!

With different strength, I performed differently in the entrance exams, entered a different university, and walked a completely different path in life.

Before, I graduated from Baihe Martial University and joined the military.

Now, I graduate from Dongning Martial University and open my own martial hall, even reaching toward the Grandmaster realm...

My current efforts are incredibly important. The phrase 'choices determine destiny' isn't just empty words…"

Beyond that, Lu Sheng noticed another detail.

"This biography doesn't mention anything about the Starforge Body Art, Nature's Pulse Breathing, or Crystal Meditation. It seems that as long as I choose not to reveal the techniques I obtained in the dreamspace, they will have no effect on the recorded trajectory of my life…"

Closing the Lightbrain, Lu Sheng's gaze grew resolute.

"My theory is correct—destiny can indeed be changed…"

"But if I want to truly change humanity's fate, to shift the developmental path of the world over the next ten thousand years, then my current level of strength is nowhere near enough.

A Level 6 quasi-Grandmaster is insignificant. Even Level 7 Grandmasters, Level 8 Arch-Grandmasters, or Level 9 Martial Saints might not be enough.

Only when I reach Level 10—or even Level 11—in this era, might I have the faintest hope of turning the tide."

Even in the next ten thousand years, Level 11 Martial Warriors are as rare as phoenix feathers.

Let alone in Martial Year 300.

The rLu Sheng had to walk… was unimaginably difficult.

But he would keep walking it—with everything he had.

Baihe City, Martial Association.

President's Office.

Xiao Yuhe, age fifty-nine, had black hair, a ruddy complexion, and almost no wrinkles on his face. He looked nothing like someone nearing sixty.

Then again, for a peak Level 6 Warrior on the cusp of Grandmaster status, this was hardly surprising.

At the moment, Xiao Yuhe was writing the character "God " with a calligraphy brush, utterly focused.

He had once consulted with a senior Grandmaster, who told him that although he had accumulated everything else necessary, his spiritual cultivation was still lacking.

If he could complete one hundred thousand iterations of writing the character "God", he might truly step into the Grandmaster realm.

So far, Xiao Yuhe had written 46,721 characters. This was number 46,722.

"President!"

Suddenly, the door burst open, and someone rushed in.

Xiao Yuhe's hand trembled slightly, a blot of ink splattering on the paper—ruining the character in progress.

He looked at the failed character with a hint of regret, then casually set the brush aside, wiped his hands with a towel, and said, "What's going on? Rushing in without even knocking?"

The visitor was Xiao Yuhe's secretary—a man in his thirties, wearing glasses and looking scholarly.

"Sorry, President. I'll be more careful next time…"

The secretary apologized sheepishly, but quickly grew serious.

"There's something important to report."

"Speak."

The secretary picked up the folder in his hand and gave a concise briefing.

At first, Xiao Yuhe's expression remained calm. But as the secretary continued, his face gradually changed.

By the end, when he was lifting his teacup, his hand visibly shook, spilling scalding tea all over the desk.

"Bring me the file. Now!"

Xiao Yuhe didn't even bother cleaning the table. He urged urgently.

The secretary hurriedly handed over the documents.

Xiao Yuhe flipped through them intently.

Soon, his eyes widened, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes and lips began to twitch slightly.

Eventually, an overwhelming joy lit up his face.

"Excellent! Truly excellent!"

He sprang to his feet, speaking with fervent excitement:

"I never thought our Baihe City would produce such a talent…"

After a brief surge of emotion, Xiao Yuhe gradually calmed down.

Lowering his head in thought for a moment, he spoke in a composed tone:

"Bring me the student's assessment footage. I want to watch it myself."

"Yes, sir."

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