44: Chapter 44, Prison Five: "I'm not eating beef anymore."

[You looked yourself up and down a few times, confirming that you had entered the simulator.]

["So that means I am Lin 5." You pondered to yourself.]

[Right now, you only have a little over 150 Talent Points, and your most important goal is to accumulate more.]

["So what I need to do is become a thousand-year-old tortoise; the longer I live, the better." You thought to yourself.]

[Feeling your Martial Arts Myth strength, you couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh: "In this world now, who can kill me? Who is capable of killing me!"]

[For the next few days, you spent your time wallowing in decadence, playing games at home, and incidentally downloaded some "study websites".]

[Open eyes, "study", play games, "study", play games; this was your daily life.]

"It's over, Prisoner 5 is having too much fun!" Lin Heng sighed as he looked at the content on the simulator.

[The Shen Family and the Zhao Family often came to visit you and even gifted you a lot of money.]

[However, you were quite annoyed; why didn't they send a few welfare chickens to serve you?]

[You thought again of Zhao Yueyin in that skimpy maid outfit from that day.]

[Why did the original body, this little virgin, reject her?]

Lin Heng: "Wait, aren't you a virgin?"

[After enduring for a few days, you finally couldn't take it anymore. You are a Martial Arts Myth, yet you only have your right hand for company? What the hell is this?]

[Furthermore, you remembered that you were inside a simulation.]

"Why do I have the feeling that Prisoner 5 wants to stop acting like a human?" Lin Heng couldn't help but think as he looked at the simulator.

But indeed, if he were in reality, he would still have some reservations, but if he knew he was in a simulation... and also possessed the cultivation of a Martial God.

Then he absolutely had to stop eating beef!

[You planned to head to the Zhao Family.]

[However, before that, there was a small matter you needed to resolve.]

[About the third day since the simulation started, you noticed that two Grandmasters had run over to your side.]

[They looked like they were from the Dragon Group and were likely there to monitor you.]

[You didn't feel surprised and just acted as if you hadn't seen them.]

[At this moment, these two Grandmasters were sitting in a car, watching you walk out of your house.]

[These two Grandmasters were one fat and one thin; they looked like quite the duo.]

["The target has left the house." The Fat Grandmaster said.]

["This kid finally left the house; he's been staying inside for almost five days." The Thin Grandmaster said, "He just looks like an ordinary kid; I don't know why they had to send both of us."]

["Stop talking nonsense. I heard this was an order personally issued by Marshal Ye. Hurry and watch... The target is gone! The target is gone!" The Fat Grandmaster suddenly shouted.]

[He hadn't blinked even once, yet in his eyes, Lin Heng had simply vanished into thin air.]

["What? He's just an ordinary Mortal; how could a Grandmaster like you lose track of him?" The Thin Grandmaster said in disbelief.]

[The Thin Grandmaster looked around inside the car, attempting to spot you: "He's just an ordinary person, hurry and find him!"]

[Suddenly, he saw the Fat Grandmaster looking behind him with a terrified expression, his finger pointing and trembling.]

["What's wrong, Fatty?" The Thin Grandmaster frowned, not knowing what the fat guy was doing.]

["Behind you!" The Fat Grandmaster pointed behind the Thin Grandmaster, his finger still trembling: "Thinny! Behind you!"]

[The Thin Grandmaster immediately turned around and saw you looking at him with a smile on your face.]

[Without the slightest hesitation, he threw a punch, landing it on your face.]

["Playing god and acting like a ghost!"]

[You merely extended one finger nonchalantly, lightly blocking the opponent's full-force strike.]

["What?!" Seeing his fist blocked by you, the Thin Grandmaster looked disbelieving.]

[He wasn't a fool; at this moment, he could feel your strength.]

[At the very least, you were a Martial Saint. As for Martial God, he dared not even imagine it.]

[You looked to be only in your twenties. A Martial Saint in their twenties was already shocking, let alone a Martial God in their twenties.]

["I don't know what business you have, Senior!" The Fat Grandmaster patted his face and said respectfully as he came to your side.]

[With your strength as a Martial Saint, you must have discovered them long ago. The fact that you didn't drive them away immediately meant you tacitly permitted their actions, and now that you had appeared before them, you must have something for them to do.]

["It's nothing!" You said indifferently: "I'm going out for a while, help me clean up my room."]

[Hearing your words, the two Grandmasters, fat and thin, looked at each other in disbelief.]

["Just this?"]

["Just this!" You frowned, and the pressure of the Martial God Realm suddenly descended: "Are you two feeling aggrieved?"]

[In an instant, both Grandmasters were drenched in sweat, unable to breathe under your pressure.]

[The two quickly said: "Not aggrieved, not aggrieved!"]

[Seeing the two enter your room, you were finally satisfied, humming a little tune as you flew off to the Zhao Family.]

[At this moment, Zhao Tuoshuo was sitting in his seat anxiously.]

[Over the past two days, he felt his hair had turned white quite a bit. First, his daughter offended you, a Martial Artist, and then his second son caught some strange illness and had now turned into a girl.]

["Sigh." Zhao Tuoshuo sighed.]

["The old man was already in poor health, and now this has happened. If the old man dies... sigh." Zhao Tuoshuo shook his head helplessly. He even had thoughts of selling off the family property; it would be better to just be a wealthy ordinary person.]

[But how could it be that easy? Over the years, the Zhao Family had offended quite a few people. If the Zhao Family's power collapsed, those people would surely swarm in like mad dogs.]

[That was why Zhao Tuoshuo originally wanted Zhao Yueyin to marry into the Shen Family. But now that Zhao Yueyin had offended you, and you hadn't shown any attitude of forgiveness, the Shen Family didn't dare to accept this hot potato.]

[Just as Zhao Tuoshuo was worrying, a knocking... ah, no, a sound of window knocking rang out.]

[Zhao Tuoshuo was startled; he was on the eighth floor here.]

[He turned his head and saw you standing by the window, knocking.]

["Great Master Lin..." He opened the window, stuck his head out, and looked, confirming that you were floating in the air: "You truly are an Immortal figure."]

[You floated in slowly and sat down on his boss chair with a thud.]

["I don't know what business Great Master Lin has coming here?" Zhao Tuoshuo stood beside you, trembling.]

[He was very afraid, afraid that because of his daughter's insolence toward you that day, you had now come to take revenge on their Zhao Family.]

[You seemed not to hear him and shifted around on the chair.]

[You sighed slightly about how great it is to be rich; even this chair could be so comfortable.]

[Seeing that you didn't speak, Zhao Tuoshuo's worry grew even stronger, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.]

[With a thud, he knelt before you: "Great Master Lin, I know you are an Immortal-like figure, and I have also heard the saying in the martial arts world that a Grandmaster cannot be insulted. My daughter... my daughter spoke insolently to you in the bar that day and insulted you."]

["I beg you, as a magnanimous person, please spare my daughter. If you are truly still angry, then take it out on me." Zhao Tuoshuo knelt on the ground and kowtowed to you once.]

[You were a bit confused; what did he mean by speaking insolently to you?]

[You stroked your chin and then remembered.]

[That day, you were too excited after obtaining the Martial God cultivation and experienced an atavistic phenomenon in the bar, and then Zhao Yueyin did indeed seem to say that you were crazy.]

[But to tell the truth, you didn't take it to heart at all.]

"Did she?" Lin Heng thought for a moment as he looked at the content on the simulator.

It seemed that this had indeed happened. He was also puzzled why the Zhao Family would come to apologize to him; according to the original timeline of Lin Si, only the Shen Family should have come.

Now it seemed that it was just the Zhao Family being afraid that he would take revenge on them because of Zhao Yueyin's casual insult.

But he hadn't taken this matter to heart at all.

"How truly pathetic." Lin Heng sighed.

It's just like a dog seeing a bone casually thrown by humans, immediately picking it up and biting it in its mouth, while still being vigilant, worrying if the humans might try to snatch it back.

["Forgiving her is indeed possible!" You sat on the boss chair, looking at Zhao Tuoshuo, who was kowtowing incessantly, and spoke indifferently.]

[Hearing your words, Zhao Tuoshuo immediately raised his head: "Please instruct me, Great Master Lin. Whether it's climbing a mountain of blades or descending into a sea of fire, I, Zhao Tuoshuo, will not refuse."]

["It's nothing, old man. Just have your daughter sleep with me, and that will be fine."]

Lin Heng: "..."