Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

As soon as I handed over the gift, the female classmate sitting next to me suddenly reached out and pinched my waist.

"Practicing alone for a long time can be really boring. It's time to find a companion."

Eighteen is the legal age to get a marriage certificate. With money, power, and confidence, choosing whom to marry is just a matter of a single thought.

After a satisfying meal, Liu Ting suggested going to a karaoke bar.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Chung Kwok-hung drove her home and asked softly, "Want to go to my place?"

"Mmm," she replied softly, her eyes lowered, the tips of her ears turning red.

Back in the Sunshine Community, the two took a hot bath together, the steam rising from the water.

After practicing dual cultivation according to the Yin-Yang True Scripture, Liu Ting's physical strength, reaction, and blood circulation all improved significantly.

The next morning, after their morning exercise, Chung Kuo-hung took her straight to the Martial Arts Administration's training ground for prospective martial artists.

Upon his arrival, the members of the Armed Forces Management Bureau immediately stood at attention and bowed, greeting him: "Advisor Chung!"

"You are...an advisor to the Armed Forces Management Bureau?" Liu Ting was stunned.

"Yes. In the entire Jiangnan branch, apart from the director, I'm the one who calls the shots." He nodded with a smile.

Liu Ting easily passed the preliminary martial artist test. Zhong Guohong then arranged a separate practical assessment for her.

She was awarded the rank of martial arts practitioner upon passing the test. She then joined the Armed Forces Management Bureau, nominally as Chung Kwok-hung's secretary, but in reality, they were inseparable.

That evening, I returned to Sunshine Community and had a home-cooked dinner with my parents.

Under Zhong Guohong's guidance, Liu Ting's parents broke through their limits one after another, both advancing to the rank of martial artist, and soon moved into the Sunshine Community to live together.

Mingyue Residential Area belongs to the Extreme Martial Arts School, while Yangguang Residential Area belongs to the Martial Arts Management Bureau—both are exclusive residences for martial artists.

The building is new, with strict security and a quiet environment, making it a comfortable and reassuring place to live.

Two weeks later, the college entrance examination will begin.

For Chung Kwok-hung, the exam content was like flipping through an old book.

He got full marks in all seven subjects. Yet he didn't fill out any college application forms.

Liu Ting did not fill out the form either—as a formal martial artist, university had long lost its significance for her.

Luo Feng fainted during the exam, shattering his dream of attending military academy, but this awakened his spiritual power.

He passed the preliminary martial artist test and the practical combat test in succession, and was exceptionally recruited by the Fire Hammer Squad.

"Luo Feng has truly taken this step," Zhong Guohong thought to himself. "My parents' strength has now firmly surpassed the threshold of advanced warriors."

With a thought gone, he vanished, instantly teleporting to Australia.

"The spirit of plants and trees? The heart of a thousand-year-old willow? Keep the original intact, and a copy will suffice."

After the ancient willow tree, he replicated the Meteorite Starship and the Mechanical Race Mothership.

"In the replica of the Meteorite Starship, the Eight-Eight Tower is intact, and the Wood Crystal, the Cloud Vine, and the matching cultivation techniques are all there."

He glanced at the spoils he had collected from the replica Earth, a slight smile playing on his lips, and headed back to Sunshine Community.

Xiao Bai devoured the Eight-Eight Tower, and all the inheritance left by Hu Yanbo entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

Testing the strength of the meteorite star revealed that its material is actually inferior to the latest generation of Xeon Metal.

Therefore, taking the meteorite star alloy, the mechanical race ship hull material, and the existing supreme metal as the basis, they repeatedly deduced and smelted them.

In less than three days, the new Ultra Metal was born—its performance surpasses the old version in every aspect.

In terms of technological foundation, neither the Meteorite Starship nor the Mechanical Race spaceship can compare to the Rising Sun.

The Xuyang, cast entirely in a new type of extremely strong metal, is far harder than the former.

Its main cannon, "Star Destroyer," can destroy a planet with a single strike.

Neither the Meteorite Starship nor the Mechanical Race warship possessed any world-destroying weapons like the Star Destroyer.

Chung Kuo-hung immediately began upgrading the Sunrise spaceship and the light-speed armored vehicle after creating the more durable and powerful metal.

"It's getting late, time to go home, eat, and sleep."

After leaving the cloned Earth, he had a hot dinner with his family, and then studied the Yin-Yang True Scripture with Liu Ting.

Liu Ting was already outstanding in appearance and had a great figure, and now she was even more obedient and gentle towards him.

He dug out the documentaries he had filmed in his previous life and the life before that, and gave them to Liu Ting to watch repeatedly.

She was quick to grasp the key knowledge and absorbed it very quickly.

In his spare time, Chung Kwok-hung would take out the heart of a thousand-year-old willow tree and the Wood Crystal to strengthen the foundation of his relatives one by one.

The essence of ordinary herbs and trees is far less potent than the heartwood of a thousand-year-old willow tree.

With his treasure bowl in hand, he could replicate as many thousand-year-old willow heartwoods as he wished, in batches.

Now he not only has the heartwood of a thousand-year-old willow tree, but also the heartwood of a ten-thousand-year-old willow tree.

Where did this ten-thousand-year-old willow heart come from? It is the result of the treasure basin replicating the mutated thousand-year-old willow.

The Australian region, which replicates Earth, features a time acceleration field where, under selective cultivation, mutated thousand-year-old willow trees can traverse tens of thousands of years in just a few minutes.

In just a few days, Zhong Shijie, Zhao Qian, Zhong Guoxiong, Liu Ting, along with Liu Ting's parents, all broke through to the peak of the God of War.

After much deliberation, Zhong Guohong decided not to have them consume the heart of the ancient willow tree.

The increase in strength is too rapid, and both the body and mind need a buffer period.

Even if the heartwood of a thousand-year-old willow tree has no side effects, it is still taboo to be impatient for quick success and instant benefits.

He took Liu Ting for a walk around the city a few times, and he felt more and more that the privileges of martial artists were outrageously rampant.

As a beneficiary of the system, he was still keenly aware that some privileges were simply too much.

If a martial artist kills an ordinary person, he can get away unscathed by paying a small fine.

Free train tickets and a generous monthly allowance...

"The monsters dare not invade the base not because of the warriors, but because of the laser cannons and nuclear bombs."

"Whether it's laser cannons or nuclear bombs, they were all developed by ordinary people."

"Of those martial artists who go out of the city to hunt monsters, how many are truly there to defend the base? Over 99% are either honing their skills or just looking for quick money!"

Ordinary people in low-rent housing areas may not be able to eat meat every meal even if they work from dawn till dusk for a whole month.

A martial artist can easily earn tens of thousands of Chinese yuan just by going out of the city.

Issuing standard-issue firearms to ordinary citizens would be more than enough to deal with low-level beast soldiers.

However, in order to support the martial arts community and protect their interests, ordinary people were completely deprived of even the right to hunt monsters with guns.

"There is a serious imbalance between power and responsibility, which must be changed."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhong Guohong and Liu Ting entered the General Security Bureau of the Jiangnan Base.

"Advisor Zhong, Secretary Liu." Liu Xiangdong, Director of the State Security Bureau—a mid-level war god—greeted them respectfully.

"Director Liu, I need to speak with you about something," Zhong Guohong said.

"Please speak frankly," Liu Xiangdong replied.

"Two things: first, reduce the privileges of martial artists; second, establish the 'Butcher's Squad'."

"Reduce martial artists' privileges?" Liu Xiangdong was slightly taken aback.

"Too many privileges. Everyone is equal before the law—martial artists who indiscriminately kill civilians must be tried; train tickets should not be free..." Chung Kwok-hung spoke calmly and clearly.

"If we really do that, it's like pushing all martial artists to the opposite side." Liu Xiangdong hesitated.

"The six major bases of China belong to all the people, not to a group of martial artists," Zhong Guohong replied calmly.

"I'll report to my superiors and start with the Jiangnan base as a pilot site," Liu Xiangdong said after a moment's thought.

"Okay." Chung Kwok-hung nodded, then said, "I also want to form a 'Butcher's Brigade'."

"The Butcher's Squad?" Liu Xiangdong frowned slightly.