Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chen Jie stepped out of his house and looked back at his dilapidated home, unable to help but sigh, ”Truly, the family is left with just four bare walls.”

Chen Jie was not a pessimistic person; he had endured hard times before. When he dropped out of middle school, he had nothing. But through his relentless efforts, he finally achieved a state of financial freedom, free from concerns about food and clothing.

He had been poor and he had been rich, knew why poverty existed, and understood how to achieve wealth. Therefore, he was not confused about the future.

However, the pressing matter now was still to solve the issue of food and basic needs first.

With this in mind, Chen Jie headed straight towards the back mountain.

Along the way, Chen Jie observed the crops in the villagers’ homes. They were sparse and not ripe, indicating it would not be a good year again. *He wondered how much grain the people would have left after the government collected taxes.*

Behind Xiantao Village, there was a big mountain named Dahei Mountain, which was part of the Daba Mountain Range. The mountain was home to various dangerous beasts, and from the mountainside upwards, there was a terrifying poisonous barrier that ordinary people did not dare to enter.

Even the renowned Master Martial Artist in the town dared not venture too deep.

However, it was said that there were treasures within the poisonous barrier. Someone once picked a blood-red Lingzhi inside, which was bought by the Master Martial Artist for ten taels of silver, making them rich overnight.

One could say that within this great mountain, opportunities and dangers coexisted.

But this had nothing to do with Chen Jie. The place Chen Jie intended to visit today was a gully at the foot of Dahei Mountain.

Chen Jie quickly arrived at Black Bear Gully as it was marked in the intelligence.

Black Bear Gully got its name because people claimed they had seen bears here.

Upon arriving, Chen Jie saw tall trees densely packed, and the villagers dared not easily come here to gather firewood because of the government tax collections.

The trees in Black Bear Gully belonged to the government. It was said that the villagers had to pay a firewood tax each year. The more they cut, the more they had to pay.

The villagers faced a dozen kinds of heavy taxes and fees each year, to the point where they couldn’t even afford to eat.

*Thinking about the world’s headache-inducing oppressive taxes, Chen Jie could only come up with one phrase, ”Tyranny is fiercer than a tiger.”*

The trees in Black Bear Forest were varied, but the locust trees were concentrated in one area. Chen Jie quickly arrived there and picked up a rabbit that had died by crashing into a big locust tree.

Chen Jie picked up the rabbit. It was quite heavy, weighing about seven or eight pounds; after removing the skin and internal organs, there would still be about three to five pounds of meat, enough to eat for a day or two.

Thinking about this lightened his mood. At the very least, the issue of eating for the next two days was resolved.

Thinking of the two sisters at home, *being able to eat some meat was also something worth being happy about.*

As he thought about it, Chen Jie was about to head back but stopped his steps after a moment. *Thinking about the wary expressions of the two sisters at home toward him, he found a large tree root and sat down.*

*Give them a little time to calm down.*

*Now that they couldn’t see him, they would probably be happier than if they did.*

With this thought, Chen Jie leaned against the big tree and pulled out his system.

Earlier at home, the situation was urgent, and he hadn’t had a chance to take a detailed look at his system. It was a good time now to get familiar with it since it would be something he relied on for his livelihood in the future.

He checked his system.

It turned out he did find something useful.

First, the current intelligence level of the system was Level 1, with only five pieces of intelligence updated daily, and he didn’t know what the upgrade conditions were.

Second, it seemed that the intelligence only counted if he personally experienced it, like seen, touched, or passed by. He wondered if it could also refresh information he heard or thought about.

Third, which was Chen Jie’s favorite point, was that this intelligence system came with a personal attribute panel.

”Panel.”

He summoned his own panel.

[Chen Jie]

[Realm: Not yet admitted]

[Cultivation Technique: Yang Chun Skill]

[Evaluation: You seem to have learned some medicine, but also seem not to have learned it]

The simple panel information made Chen Jie feel a bit embarrassed, especially the redundant evaluation at the end. *What does it mean ’I seem to have learned medicine, but also seem not to have learned it’?*

*Is it playing Schrodinger’s medicine with me?*

However, there was one piece of information that Chen Jie was very interested in, and that was the Yang Chun Skill, which should be a secret martial arts manual!

Martial Arts Secret Manual, Yang Chun Skill, he actually had this treasure!

Chen Jie pondered for a moment and suddenly remembered. On his seventh birthday, his grandfather asked him to practice a breathing technique.

But he was lazy and didn’t learn properly, muddling through a few days, and after his grandfather suddenly passed away, he completely stopped learning that breathing technique.

Wait, his grandfather seemed to have given him a yellowed old book that day. Yes, that must have been where the Yang Chun Skill was recorded.

With that thought, Chen Jie immediately stood up.

Then he dashed back home.

In his previous life, he read novels and knew the importance of a cultivation technique in ancient times, especially in a world of high martial arts like this.

As for how Chen Jie knew this was a high martial arts world, it was because he had memories in his mind that said, in this world, the most revered were the Master Martial Artists.

Master Martial Artists possessed strength unmatched by ordinary people, able to easily lift hundreds of pounds of boulders and leap onto rooftops in a single bound.

Even the County Magistrate had to show respect to a Master Martial Artist.

Thus nearly everyone among the villagers wished to learn martial arts, but most had no hope of entry-level training.

This was because the resources to learn martial arts were almost entirely monopolized by the government, the great families, and the Jianghu guilds. To learn martial arts, one had to either join the army, become a servant to a great family, or a disciple of a Jianghu guild.

Otherwise, you simply couldn’t learn martial arts and couldn’t become a Martial Artist.

As for martial arts schools, such things couldn’t possibly exist, and even if they did, they were mere cons for money.

A poor farmer wanting to learn something genuine had no choice but to sell himself to these three major forces.

They taught you martial arts not to earn money from your pocket but because they needed a lot of people to risk their lives for them.

And as for saying, ”I have money and can hire someone to teach me,” that’s a joke because without the protection of martial power, how could you possibly have money?

Okay, assuming you inherited wealth, like Chen Jie, these big powers could take your money with just a word.

As long as you did not have the corresponding martial power for protection.

The government could levy a tax on you alone, and refusing would mean defying the court.

The guild could charge you a protection fee, and refusing would get you roughed up.

The family could demand compensation from you, and if you refused, they would use their connections to crush you.

Even street thugs could trick you into gambling, causing you to lose everything.

*He was a living example of this.*

So, in this kind of world, without martial power, everything was futile, and the Yang Chun Skill was something that could change one’s fate.

So, the Yang Chun Skill had to be found!

To survive in a world like this, one must learn martial arts and only become stronger!