Wasteland Border Inspector - Chapter 920

Chapter 920: Chapter 295: Manifested and Hidden, Fundamental Forces of the Universe

The first time he attempted information decomposition, Cheng Ye didn’t hold much hope. He treated it as accumulating experience, seeing a new function, and didn’t expect to decompose a skill that would greatly enhance his strength.

However, when the decomposition prompt popped up, he couldn’t help but pause, mouth slightly agape, full of amazement.

What’s going on here?

How could a physique talent decompose from the Celestial Human Martial Domain? And evaluated as ‘Perfect’ Level 3?

He blinked incredulously and directly navigated to the skill panel with his mind.

Only after seeing that there was indeed a faint red talent, somewhat dimmer than the ‘Hundred Martial Students’, in the skill bar did he exclaim: “Could it be that Tan Ming’s path is genuinely viable, that humans can truly rely on belief to cultivate, return to simplicity, and grow stronger the more they practice?”

Compared to the Perfect Level talent itself, the deeper meaning behind this is obviously more valuable.

It is known that the Celestial Human Martial Domain is a special type of information skill. If we use miraculous runes to denote its existence, assuming the Heart Lake Martial Domain has a total of twelve characters, the role of ‘information decomposition’ is to dismantle harmful or impactful characters, retaining the core characters to manifest as skills.

The entire process only accomplished decomposition, not creation, so the Water-Gathering Physique was just a part of the rune. Naturally, Liu Bi, as the owner of the rune, also possessed this physique talent.

Unlike those geniuses born with physique talents, Liu Bi managed to forcibly compensate for his talent gap through practicing in the Unity of Heaven and Man Realm?

Charging the Collector, Cheng Ye rushed back to the buying and selling station, finding Liu Bi, who was sitting in the room, researching fundamental information about Dongping Town.

Although not adept at such clerical work, Liu Bi’s attitude was very earnest, meticulously studying all the materials sent by Matthew Lee, contemplating how to develop the agricultural foundation of Dongping Town.

“What’s up?” Seeing Cheng Ye dashing in a rush, Liu Bi paused for a moment and immediately got up, “Is Yu Yong going berserk?”

They had just introduced Yu Yong to the Celestial Human Martial Domain today, and he had seemed a bit unsettled all day.

Cheng Ye always felt Yu Yong’s pensive expression was like he had just crossed a threshold, potentially causing big trouble at any time.

“No, it’s nothing related to him.” Cheng Ye shook his head, “Brother B, sit down first. I have something to ask you regarding the Celestial Human Martial Domain.”

“Glad to hear it’s nothing.”

Liu Bi exhaled a long breath. The two sat down at a makeshift desk, and he jokingly said, “Now that you are a Core Inspector, you’re even going to be appointed as the head of Yue Ye next year. Why are you still so jumpy?”

There was no good response to this; Liu Bi couldn’t know that his appointment as the head was purely to burn himself out to illuminate Happiness City.

Cheng Ye smiled, organized his words, and asked in a lowered voice: “Brother B, how is your talent?”

“Talent?” Liu Bi paused.

“I mean the talent embedded in your genes from birth.”

“Can’t say it’s ordinary, but nothing special either. Besides, I’ve spent my whole life in Stone Province, never studying plants. Yiyi likes to plant those cabbages, which was Sister Luo’s attempt to enlighten her about the world.”

Liu Bi lightly shook his head, clearly misunderstanding the intent, thinking Cheng Ye was still investigating the source of Liu Yi’s superpower.

He paused, furrowed his brows, and recalled: “I was born in the first year of the New Era, in Sand Province. My father was a refugee at the time, wandering to Stone Province, and eventually joined the founding of Happiness City. I suffered long-term malnutrition after birth, yet my physical development wasn’t slow. By age five, I was already as big as kids aged eight or nine.”

As the combat pillar within Cheng Long’s small group, Liu Bi’s talent surely wouldn’t be too deficient.

But only this slight difference from normal people, Cheng Ye could almost conclude that the Level 3 Water-Gathering Physique wasn’t innate.

However, he didn’t voice any doubts and just quietly listened to Liu Bi continue.

“In the eighth year of the New Era, when I was eight, I encountered Mr. Xiacang who traveled to Happiness City. He was already sixty-two and wanted to take a final apprentice upon reaching life’s end, limiting age under ten to pass on his martial philosophy. At that time, my father had joined the inspection station and had a modest income, so he sent me to the temporary martial arts hall Mr. Xiacang opened to train in martial arts for health.”

“Before initiation, Mr. Xiacang would appraise each child’s bones. If my talent were outstanding, he would have noticed. Unfortunately, among nearly four hundred apprentices, my talent was only considered below average.”

“Below average…” Cheng Ye repeated.

This further confirmed it.

As a Great Martial Master of the old era, Mr. Xiacang wouldn’t err in evaluating talent through bone appraisal.

“Then how did you eventually stand out?”

“I didn’t stand out.” Liu Bi shook his head repeatedly, full of sentiment on his face, “I was eliminated within the initial three-month assessment. Among the kids who entered the martial arts hall with me, many had much stronger talent than I did. Many could completely practice a set of techniques, but I couldn’t even remember the whole routine, just mimicking others.”

“Hmm? You didn’t pass the assessment?”

Cheng Ye was instantly taken aback, not expecting Liu Bi to be living the “underdog triumphs” script.

“Haha, back then, I focused solely on filling my stomach, not on martial arts.”

Liu Bi laughed freely; such thoughts weren’t shameful in those times.

“Mr. Xiacang opened the temporary martial arts hall, primarily to find a final apprentice, but also to gather funds for traveling the wasteland. Quite a crowd followed him, over two hundred people, with hefty daily expenses, so it was fee-based to learn in the hall. My father spent nearly a year’s savings to secure me this spot.”