I will be stronger after the remake

However, by asking her father for advice, she also learned some simple tricks.

For example, she wore a headband with a moon pattern, kept a rabbit as a pet at home, and personally planted a sapling of osmanthus tree in the yard, trying her best to maintain a cool and aloof demeanor...

These superficial efforts have little effect, but they do require little effort. Little by little, they accumulate and eventually become quite significant, especially in the first stage. By the third stage, however, the effect becomes negligible, and not even a little effort is worth investing in them.

On the other hand, Tang Ping worked with Uncle Jiang to develop advanced internal skills. Relying on his extraordinary martial arts intuition, he avoided the risk of going into qi deviation several times. However, the results were meager, and the cultivation efficiency was only about three times that of the spiritual energy cultivation method.

Some people might think that three times is already quite excellent, because it means that others need nine years of cultivation to advance to the third stage, while you only need three years.

However, this level was far from meeting Jiang Zhenhua's expectations. If the spiritual power cultivation method was compared to the "Huashan Heart Method", his goal was to create the "Nine Yin Manual". A mere three times was really far from his goal.

Fortunately, the uniqueness of the Three Pure Ones is not a lie, and with martial arts master Tang Ping personally testing it, the development of advanced internal skills is progressing at an incredibly fast pace. Saying that it changes every day is an exaggeration, but releasing a new version every week is not an exaggeration.

It's just that Huang Shang took a full 40 years to write the "Nine Yin Manual". Even if they doubled their efficiency, they could only say that "the future is promising".

Tang Ping didn't expect to achieve it all at once. In his opinion, something was better than nothing. A semi-finished internal energy cultivation method with three times the efficiency was already quite good. After correcting a few erroneous methods of circulating energy, he decided to temporarily use this method to improve his spiritual power, as it was more efficient than relying on luck to do good deeds.

Two months later, the matter of reporting the instructors at the base finally came to a conclusion.

"The investigation has been completed. The other party is a member of the Guiling Cult, and there is more than one. After the incident was exposed, four psychics responsible for predicting talents from various local psychic management bureaus escaped. Two others stayed behind because they had never made a mistake and took a chance, but were caught by the organization. The truth was also dug out from the mouths of these two."

Gui Taxi informed Tang Ping of the investigation results.

Tang Ping had already guessed that the other party was likely a member of the Guiling Cult, so he was not surprised by the result. He was more concerned about something else.

"Never made a mistake? What does that mean?"

"It means exactly what it says. They didn't deliberately give wrong results to mislead others in their work. Of course, it wasn't because they felt guilty and disobeyed the orders of the Church of the Spirits, but because they hadn't encountered any particularly talented psychics."

Tang Ping chuckled and said, "It sounds like they're quite picky eaters!"

Gui Taxi snorted and said, "The task that Guiling teaches these people is to guide those talented psychics to choose a spirit type that is not suitable for them, so that these genius newcomers will find it difficult to achieve anything worthwhile in the future. As for ordinary psychics, they are ignored and dealt with strictly. In this way, it is not easy for others to discover the trickery. Occasionally, a very few people will find something wrong, and they can openly admit their mistakes. After all, the error rate is within the normal range of mistakes, and the inspectors will not think too much about it."

After thinking about it carefully, Tang Ping said, "Six people is not a small number. You should know that this is because the investigation only targeted the instructors at the base. If it were all the psionicists, the number would probably be several times higher."

"Yeah, I just can't understand why they would join a cult?"

Gui Taxi sighed helplessly and asked in bewilderment, "The salary at the Psychic Energy Administration may be a bit lower, but the benefits are quite generous. Moreover, as a newly established department that relies entirely on talent, there is no such thing as backdoors at the Psychic Energy Administration. If you don't have the ability, you don't have the ability. Even if you are the son of the highest leader, you still can't get in if your spiritual factor activity is not high enough. You could say that the Psychic Energy Administration is the fairest and most honest organization. Why would they betray their country and defect to the enemy?"

Tang Ping guessed, "Could they have been brainwashed?"

"No traces of mind control were found on the two arrested individuals, and according to them, they voluntarily joined the Guiling Cult for their beliefs."

Gui Taxi wore an expression of disbelief, her defenses crumbling slightly as she said, "If they were mind-controlled, tempted by money, or forced to submit because their families were arrested, I could understand that. But what the hell is this, 'for the sake of beliefs'? Back then, the Kuomintang high-ranking officials actively leaked intelligence to us for their ideals, and now we're the ones without ideals. It's truly... a complete collapse of morality!"

After a long sigh, he said to Tang Ping, "Someone had suggested using lie-detecting psychic abilities to question all psychics and uncover more spies, but after hearing the testimonies of the two individuals, this suggestion was shelved."

Tang Ping didn't know what to say about this, and could only say, "You can't investigate everything, what if you find something wrong?"

Gui Taxi waved his hand: "That's not the case. The higher-ups aren't afraid of finding out the truth, but they are worried about the impact of the truth being leaked. They want to salvage the situation before it happens and try to bring people back."

Tang Ping was not optimistic: "If beliefs are so easily changed, they don't deserve to be called beliefs."

"Sigh, let's not talk about that. Let's talk about something happier first."

Gui Taxi took out a certificate of merit and read it aloud: "In the course of performing his duties, Comrade Tang Ping keenly noticed the abnormal behavior of Cai and promptly reported it to the organization... With the approval of the higher authorities, it was decided to award Comrade Tang Ping a third-class merit, and to call on all comrades to take Comrade Tang Ping as an example, further improve their political stance, strengthen their awareness of the enemy situation, strictly guard the security line, and jointly build a solid national security barrier."

After reading it aloud, he handed the certificate to Tang Ping and said, "Congratulations, you have received a third-class merit award."

A third-class merit is certainly not a great achievement, but Tang Ping only made a report on a whim and did not spend much effort.

"Thank you for the organization's kindness, I will definitely continue to work hard..."

"Alright, alright, it's just you and me here. Who are you trying to talk to?" Gui Taxi sneered. "Think for yourself what kind of reward you want. Just a reminder, a third-class merit won't get you a magic weapon, but you could ask for a pill to increase your spiritual power."

Tang Ping immediately dismissed the suggestion. He had no shortage of pills; Uncle Jiang's previous spiritual advancement was that of an "alchemist." As long as he was shameless enough, the other party would definitely not refuse.

Alternatively, once Yu Shujiang has mastered the formula and gathered all the necessary ingredients, she can also refine it.

After a moment's thought, he made a decision: "I'm going to Guiyuan Temple to communicate with a statue of an Arhat."

“I almost forgot, you are a Buddhist spiritual master. Arhat statues don’t have drug resistance, so they are indeed more practical than pills,” Gui Taxi slapped his forehead. “I will pass on the message for you. This matter is not difficult and should be approved. If you have any other ideas, remember to tell me before you leave work.”

Tang Ping wasn't one to change her mind, so naturally she didn't.

On the third day, his superiors approved his reward request and sent him a notification of approval.

So Tang Ping went to Guiyuan Temple again and, based on his intuition, chose one of the Arhat statues. His consciousness was instantly pulled into the spiritual space.

Practice makes perfect, and Tang Ping quickly adapted to the situation. Unlike the beautiful scenery of the previous visit, this time it was a spacious Buddhist temple with an extremely high ceiling that seemed to reach the sky. The walls were covered with obscure Sanskrit and strange patterns, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

There were no Buddha statues inside the hall, only a huge, closed scripture placed in the very center. The scripture was covered with a dark gold cover and decorated with intricate cloud patterns along the edges.

Just as Tang Ping was curious about the contents of the scripture and wanted to open it to find out more, a figure slowly walked over, his steps steady and powerful, and the ground trembled slightly with each step.

The newcomer was a seven-foot-tall man, with a robust build. He wore a simple monk's robe with a faded hemp rope belt around his waist. His bare arms were muscular and rugged. His face was resolute, with thick, dark eyebrows and piercing, tiger-like eyes that revealed a firm hatred of evil, yet also inadvertently exuded the compassion and wisdom of a virtuous monk.

Tang Ping noticed that the other party had long hair and should be a lay disciple. Recalling the energy he had last time, he thought the other party would attack directly as well, so he focused his mind and assumed a fighting stance.

Unexpectedly, the other party spoke up: "Fellow Buddhist, it is fate that we can meet in this illusory world."

The voice resounded through the void like a great bell, making Tang Ping's eardrums ache slightly. However, the other party seemed to be able to communicate normally, which made him extremely happy. He hurriedly asked, "My name is Tang Ping. I have only happened to practice the Buddhist spiritual path and cannot be considered a member of the Buddhist community. May I ask your name, Master?"

"This humble monk believes that the consciousness here is one of its incarnations, drawn to this world by the martial arts of the otherworldly demons."

As he spoke, the monk surveyed his surroundings and made calculations with his fingers, sighing, "The Scripture of the Otherworldly Demons has been taken away. I hope it hasn't caused a major disaster... The spacetime here is strange and unpredictable; I'm afraid it has already taken effect."

Tang Ping blinked and quickly asked, "Could you help me clarify this?"

The monk was about to speak when he noticed his body beginning to fade, becoming indistinct. He shook his head and said, "This world has laws that restrict us. I cannot reveal any information. Furthermore, my avatar is too weak to bear my consciousness and is about to collapse."

Tang Ping hurriedly said, "Then let's skip that. Master, please teach me martial arts quickly, the kind that's both strong and easy to learn."

The monk nodded and said, "There just happens to be a martial art that meets your requirements, and it was deduced by me. It is of the same origin as the martial arts of the demons and may one day prove very useful."

"What kind of martial art is this? It sounds really advanced?"

"Ultimate Thunder King Fist".

"……What?"

Tang Ping was dumbfounded; this didn't sound like Buddhist martial arts at all.

"This humble monk has very little time left and can only demonstrate three moves. Please note that this martial art is extremely powerful and fast. Fellow Buddhists may choose one of the directions to practice."

As he spoke, the monk clenched his fists and brought them together, causing his spiritual energy to vibrate violently. A point of light flashed between his fists, condensing into a fist-sized ball of light that exuded an aura of boundless destruction.

"Piercing Earth, Annihilating the Tyrant Wave!"

Chapter 201 Emergency Assembly

Tang Ping snapped out of his spiritual communion with the Arhat statue, his eyes clearing as he immediately complained, "What kind of bullshit Ultimate Machine King Fist is that!"

This martial art is not a Buddhist martial art at all!

Of course, that's secondary. Even if Tang Ping were a fake monk who wouldn't even let go of his hair, he wouldn't care about sectarian differences as long as his martial arts skills were strong enough.

Is the Ultimate Goku-kun Machine King Fist strong enough?

It was stronger than Tang Ping had imagined. Even though it was clear that this monk, whose Dharma name was Kongxiang, was intentionally restraining the power of his moves to match the level of his avatar, the destructive power he displayed far surpassed the level of Zhou Canglan's battle with the Dragon King of Qiantang.

There's no true martial arts philosophy or fantastical abilities involved; it's just extreme violence.

The problem is that the other party said he would demonstrate three moves, and he really did demonstrate three moves, each of which he used only once. Then, due to the exhaustion of his mental energy, he dissipated on his own, and he was forced to leave the mental world.

Tang Ping has a high talent for martial arts, but not enough to learn it after watching it only once.

He had to read the Zen Sea Knife Technique four times before he could barely get the hang of it. As for the Ultimate Thunder King Fist, he could only say that he had already formed a rough outline in his mind. If given seven or eight years, he might be able to recreate it, but he shouldn't even think about it in the short term.

Fortunately, this spiritual journey was not without its rewards. He had been trying to create a martial art specifically for dealing with heavily armored, large-sized monsters, but he had been struggling to come up with a solution. Now, he finally found inspiration in the Ultimate Goku Suiki-Oken.

"This master of fantasy can descend into other worlds in his avatars, so he must be a great supernatural being. He also seems to know a lot of secrets. It's a pity that the location is wrong and he is restricted by the laws of the spiritual world, so he cannot communicate freely."

Tang Ping felt a little regretful, but no one could have predicted such a sudden situation, and there was no way to prepare a contingency plan in advance. So she shook her head, quickly composed herself, and decided that she would have to conduct an experiment to verify whether the Arhat statue could help with the interpretation of Buddhist spirituality.

He first used his psychic powers to "see karma" and observe his own situation.

There's a saying that you shouldn't do fortune telling for yourself, but Tang Ping's spiritual abilities have nothing to do with fortune telling. It's just that the results seem somewhat similar, and there's no such taboo about it.

“The karma has indeed changed. If I’m not mistaken, this new karma means ‘an increased probability of encountering people in need of help’.”

Tang Ping returned to the present world, not deliberately searching, but simply wandering aimlessly through the streets.

Not long after walking, as we passed an abandoned newsstand at a corner, we saw three middle-aged men in faded overalls huddled in the shadows of the newsstand, like three weathered terracotta figures.

When their eyes met, the three middle-aged men exchanged glances, their hesitation and struggle like candlelight flickering in the wind. Finally, the man on the far left got up and staggered toward Tangping, as if each step was on his own shadow.

"Young man, could you... could you do me a favor?"

The middle-aged man asked somewhat awkwardly.

"What is it? Just say it," Tang Ping said.

"Here's the thing, the three of us came here to work, but the contractor ran off with the money. We've been trying to find him for half a month, but we haven't been able to. In the end, we've spent all the money we had, and now we don't even have a single dollar on our phones. We've been starving all day. Could you please be kind enough to buy us a meal?"

As he spoke, a mixture of helplessness and shame appeared on the face of the middle-aged man in his forties.

At this moment, another middle-aged man took out an ID card from his pocket, showed it to Tang Ping, and then explained with some urgency: "Young man, we are not scammers, we are really starving and can't stand it. We don't want your money, we just ask you to help us buy some food, anything is fine."

His tone was tense, as if he was afraid that Tang Ping would misunderstand them as swindlers.

"I'm sorry, young man, to be honest, we're all in our fifties and sixties, and we still have to beg for food from a young person like you, it's really..." The middle-aged man who spoke first patted his face.

Tang Ping quickly prepared the food, saying, "I understand, it's just a meal. Please come with me."

After saying that, he led the three to a self-service fast food restaurant that caters to migrant workers and drivers. The food included both meat and vegetables, and was very oily and salty. It cost twelve yuan per person, which was affordable.

Since it was a buffet, the three of them didn't need to be polite. They picked up their plates, filled them with food, and quickly stuffed it into their mouths.

Tang Ping went to a convenience store on the same street and bought some bread and a few bottles of mineral water, which she brought to the three of them, saying, "Keep these for dinner."

In fact, he had psychic abilities to testify that the three men were not fraudsters, and it would have been more convenient to give them money directly. However, based on their previous conversations, he could tell that the three men were ashamed of asking for help and might not have been willing to accept it. Moreover, since he had a cure, there was no need to treat the symptoms.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

"Young man, you're a really good person. Although it sounds strange of me to say this, you must be careful of scammers in the future and never trust strangers easily."

The three of them thanked them profusely.

After Tang Ping and the other two finished eating, Tang Ping said, "You can actually ask the contractor for the money, whether it's the developer or the construction company."

“We found it, but the developer said the money had already been transferred, and that the contractor had run away, not that they didn’t want to pay. They even showed us the bank transfer records.”

“You’ve misunderstood something. According to the law, the general contractor has the responsibility to supervise the payment of wages to the subcontractors and ensure that the wages are paid directly to the workers. They cannot refuse to pay on the grounds that ‘the project funds have already been paid.’ Even if the contractor absconds with the money, you can still demand that the developer pay the wages. This is their failure to fulfill their responsibilities and has nothing to do with you. Afterwards, let the developer seek compensation from the contractor, instead of you going to look for him.”

After hearing Tang Ping's suggestion, the three of them were rather skeptical, but out of consideration for her being their benefactor, they still nodded in agreement.

Tang Ping noticed the three's perfunctory attitude and said, "I know you think legal matters are troublesome. Even if you talk to the developer about the law, they may not be willing to talk to you. You also can't afford to spend money and energy to hire a lawyer to fight a lawsuit. So the best thing to do is to file a complaint with the local labor inspection department or apply for labor arbitration. These departments are easy to find. You can find their contact information by searching online. Generally speaking, the labor arbitration committee will be biased towards the workers."

"However, these words are to tell you what to do when you encounter the same situation in the future. As for the current problem, it is easy to solve. Do you have anything from that contractor that you have touched?"

The three men looked at each other, puzzled as to why Tang Ping had suddenly brought this up. But out of gratitude, one of them took out a safety helmet from the snakeskin bag and said, "This belongs to that bastard."

His companion was astonished: "How did you manage to steal this?"

"Isn't it because I thought I couldn't go back empty-handed? Besides, it's also for good luck."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ping smiled and said, "That makes sense. Without a helmet, a person will definitely encounter danger."

He took the safety helmet and activated his spiritual energy to obtain information about the contractor.

Then, he asked the boss for paper and pen, wrote down an address, and said to the three of them, "The person you are looking for is at this location. Remember, when you get there, don't go directly to the door. That will only give the other party a chance to escape. First, call the police and have them accompany you to arrest the person."

The three of them looked confused at first. After they realized what was going on, their first thought was disbelief. But then they thought that there was no reason for the other party to lie to them. Besides, they were penniless and couldn't get anything out of them even if they wanted to. So they could only accept the money with some doubt.

Tang Ping was too lazy to explain further, so he threw down the note and left. In any case, he had already given them the solution; whether they could catch the culprit depended on their actions.

Time was of the essence, and he needed to do as many good deeds as possible before the effects of the Arhat statue wore off.

……

Having verified the additional effects of the Arhat statues, Tang Ping wrote a proper experimental paper, uploaded it to the academic section of the intranet, and accepted expert review.

Although doing so will inevitably make the organization realize the true value of the Arhat statue and increase its attention, he will also be rewarded and thus get a third opportunity to communicate with the Arhat statue.

Moreover, even if the level of attention is increased, it is still quite limited. After all, this function only works for Buddhist spiritual beings. Once the higher-ups know about it, they will only consider the cost-effectiveness and favor Buddhist spiritual beings using the Arhat statue.

While waiting for the paper to be reviewed, Tang Ping received a call from Zhou Canglan, who asked her to assemble urgently. To maintain confidentiality, he did not tell her the specific details of the task over the phone, only that the meeting point was in Xuzhou, Jiangsu.

Upon learning the location, Tang Ping roughly guessed the reason, since Zhou Canglan himself had mentioned it not long ago. So she first went to Gui Taxi to report.

"You mean, the New Territories Alliance discovered the Nine Provinces Cauldron?"

Even if Gui Taxi didn't know the New Territories Alliance's operational guidelines, he couldn't help but take the three words "Nine Provinces Cauldron" seriously.

"To be precise, there might be clues to the emergence of the Nine Provinces Cauldron. If the treasure has already appeared, Zhou Canglan wouldn't be so slow as to call the members to assemble; he would immediately take action to seize it."