Ling Jinxi grew up little by little in this world, and he marveled at the vastness of the world.

Even if he forgets everything, he will still be amazed from the bottom of his soul when faced with such a huge and complex world.

There is a completely different power system here. Without spiritual power, people here can still move mountains, fill seas, and even walk on the moon.

This world is so beautiful, incredibly beautiful.

In the past, Ji Weiliang was always dissatisfied with that world. He was dissatisfied with everything, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, and even the power of the city-state.

If Ling Jinxi still has memories, he will understand why Ji Weiliang behaved like that.

There are many countries here, too numerous to mention, huge and powerful. Each of those countries has its own history and its own complete laws and morals.

Looking at the weapons in this world, Ling Jinxi even felt that in her original world, if fighting alone, a cultivator could easily kill at least hundreds of people here, but if it was a war, then the people in this world would definitely win.

Just like hunting monsters, if you hunt monsters alone, for safety reasons, you can only hunt monsters with lower cultivation levels than yourself, but with five people, you can hunt hundreds of monsters.

And there are more than seven billion people in this world...

Ling Jinxi lay on the floor, looking at the encyclopedia, filled with wonder.

"Xiao Ling, it's time to eat." Mom's gentle voice came from downstairs.

In this world, Ling Jinxi has a very happy family. His father and mother are both university professors, and his family is relatively well off. He has an older sister who is currently studying.

After a few years, Ling Jinxi will also start reading. Everyone in this world must read, because that is the source of their strength.

Their minds can light up the night sky. They can't fly, but they can reach farther places faster than a sword. They have clean water at their fingertips. When they look up, they see endless prosperity and abundance.

And Ling Jinxi's hometown in this world is just a small city, a small corner of this great world.

"Does it taste good?" Mom looked at Ling Jinxi. Her little son was very ambitious and naughty. He dared to do anything. He would disappear if he didn't pay attention and couldn't hold him back.

Ling Jinxi took a few bites and was attracted by the TV again. She put down the bowl and sat in front of the TV, refusing to eat.

"Xiao Ling, if you don't eat well, your sister will be angry when she comes back." The mother was helpless. Boys were indeed more naughty. She spent too much effort on her son.

"Mom, I'm full."

"ah?"

Ling Jinxi turned around and ran out of the door. He ran very fast, like a gust of wind. He liked the feeling of running and enjoyed all sports. He was a person who could not rest still. He always liked to go out for a run.

Suddenly a person appeared on the bridge in the distance, and that person seemed to be looking at him.

Ling Jinxi ran towards that person involuntarily, exerting all her strength, breathing began to become difficult, and his eyes began to turn black, but he still wanted to get closer to that person.

Finally, Ling Jinxi gasped and fell to the ground, watching the man disappear from his eyes.

After waking up in the hospital, Ling Jinxi looked out the window. Her chest was still hurting, very painful, but why? He couldn't tell himself.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay." Her mother hugged Ling Jinxi, and her father and sister were also beside her.

Listening to the explanations from his mother and father, Ling Jinxi knew that he had a chronic disease and that he could not exercise excessively and had to carry medicine with him. Otherwise, the disease would make him unable to breathe. Even if he gasped for air, he would not be able to supply enough oxygen to his body.

"I know." Ling Jinxi didn't take it seriously. He was still alive and could continue. He could just take the medicine and continue running.

For some reason, the young Ling Jinxi had no fear of life and death, nor was he grateful to have escaped death.

When Ling Jinxi was six years old, he started learning martial arts. This was his own request. I don't know why, but he just liked it. Even though his body was not suitable at all, he stubbornly insisted on training.

He was knocked down every day and often injured, but he still ran happily and unscrupulously.

Even though the teacher had said it from the beginning, his body was destined to prevent him from reaching the top.

When Ling Jinxi was nine years old, his grandfather began to teach him calligraphy and chess in order to make him calmer.

"A very amazing talent. Your talent does not lie in intelligence. Although you are indeed very smart, things like intelligence are often worthless. Your talent is much more useful than intelligence." Grandpa praised Ling Jinxi while looking at the chess game.

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"Yeah." Ling Jinxi just hummed, not commenting on what her grandfather said.

"Aren't you curious? What is your talent?" Grandpa asked Ling Jinxi with a smile.

Under the sunset, the orchids beside the chessboard bloom gracefully.

"That's not important." Ling Jinxi made a move, "Grandpa, I don't like playing chess. I won't play chess with you every day in the future."

"This is your most powerful talent." Grandpa smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Then do you want to continue learning martial arts?"

"I will continue to learn swordsmanship." Ling Jinxi seriously accompanied her grandfather to finish the game of chess, and then ran away again.

He likes swords, machines, and many, many things.

Every day after school, classmates would shout his name at the door, but he would just run away without looking back. He was either rushing for training or racing.

Although the teacher said his talent was limited, he was the first provincial champion in this small town.

Once you make up your mind, you will never look back, even if you go to hell.

This is Ling Jinxi's most rare talent.

At the age of seventeen, many classmates held hands, but Ling Jinxi was still running wildly. He was like a butterfly shutting himself in a glass box, only caring about his own excellence.

He has friends, seems to have a lot of friends, and can say hello to everyone, but he has no time to do more, his life is fully arranged by himself.

Finally, his weight was too light and he was not eligible to compete in the adult group. Faced with the coach who forced him to eat, Ling Jinxi chose to retire.

"Don't you think it's a pity?" Both his mother and father asked him.

"It's a pity, I know what I'm doing." Ling Jinxi picked up her schoolbag, "I went to the library to study on my own. If you want to convince me, then you can just say it here."

Ling Jinxi is such a person, he can distinguish between black and white, he knows exactly what he wants and what he is doing.

At the age of nineteen, Ling Jinxi was admitted to the university of his choice. He was still busy, learning some things that interested him, and ignoring many rules that others said.

He thought he would live his life so willfully and selfishly, but he just...
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