The night was full of stars and the moonlight shone in from the balcony window.
Jiang Yuan leaned back on the recliner and put down his phone with a frown. His expression was a little uncertain.
The content was very simple. The annual Gokudo Alliance's martial strength test would begin in three days.
The purpose of the test was to collect statistics and eliminate them.
Every year, there would be a large number of young people advancing to become martial artists. Naturally, there were also martial artists who were older, had lower Vitality, unstable realms, and had regressed to ordinary people.
Martial artists were treated very well. Every month, they received an allowance of tens of thousands of yuan. They were completely white-collar workers.
Jiang Yuan became a Warrior at the age of 30. After ten years, he reached the mid-stage of the Warrior Realm. At the age of 60, he reached the Advanced Warrior Realm and was only one step away from becoming a Martial Master.
However, this step was like a rainbow. No matter how hard he tried, he could not cross it.
In the blink of an eye, he was already in his seventies. His Vitality began to regress. Not to mention taking a step forward, it was difficult for him to maintain his current realm.
Today was his 90th birthday. He had regressed for 20 years in a row. He had regressed from a high-level martial artist to an intermediate martial artist and finally to a beginner martial artist.
Just last month, he couldn't even preserve the strength of a beginner martial artist and regressed to an ordinary person.
The requirement for a beginner martial artist was to have an instantaneous explosive force of 500 pounds.
After all, Jiang Yuan was already so old. Not to mention 500 pounds, it would be good if he could break out 400 pounds.
This also meant that he would be stripped of his title as a martial artist during the martial artist test three days later. He would not receive a single cent of his monthly martial artist allowance.
"Sigh…"
Jiang Yuan let out a long sigh and put down his phone with trembling hands. He gently pinched the bridge of his nose and felt a wave of powerlessness.
Looking back at his life.
The first twenty years were peaceful times. Because of an accident, he transmigrated to Planet Aquamarine and became one of the first batch of martial artists to fight against the beasts for the sake of humanity.
He thought that he would rise up in this life, climb the limits of humanity, and look down on the common people.
However, reality was cruel.
His talent was really too poor. In the first year of the Cataclysm, someone had become a Martial Master, but he was still a Martial Warrior. When others became Grandmasters, he was still a beginner Martial Warrior.
When someone became a martial grandmaster, he was still a beginner martial artist.
As time passed, more powerful warriors were born. There were even people who ignited their active genes and became battle generals. He was still at the beginner martial artist realm.
It was only at this moment that he realized how lousy his talent was.
In this world where talent determined one's fate, poor talent meant elimination. By the time he realized it, he was already old. The impact of countless years had made him see reality clearly.
He left the front line and returned to his hometown. He found his lover who had been waiting for him for more than 30 years and lived a simple life from then on.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years had passed.
He had a son and a daughter in his old age. With his previous savings and the allowance he received every month, the family lived a happy life.
However, no matter how much savings he had, there would come a day when he would run out of them.
As their children grew older, they needed to spend more money on more and more things. Their small savings were quickly reduced. Half a year ago, the family had already encountered a financial crisis.
However, he was still able to endure the monthly allowance.
If he couldn't pass the Warrior Test three days later, he would lose his last hope. At that time, he wouldn't even be able to pay his rent.
The whole family might be chased out.
"Sigh…"
Jiang Yuan let out a long sigh. The heavy financial pressure made him look like a hundred-year-old man who was about to die.
"Dad…"
At this moment, his daughter's voice came from downstairs.
"He's here." Jiang Yuan adjusted his emotions and made his voice sound calmer.
Today was his 90th birthday. He didn't want the children to feel pressured because of family matters.
He walked downstairs step by step and saw that all the lights downstairs had been turned off. His family was gathered around the dining table. There was a cake on it with the number 90 on it.
"Dad…I wish you a 90th birthday.”His son, Zhang Hao, pulled him over with a smile.
"Dad! Today is your 90th birthday! Smile." Her daughter took out her phone, held Jiang Yuan's hand, and made a scissors hand gesture to the camera.
His wife stood in front of the cake and looked at him with a smile.
Jiang Yuan felt warmth in his heart. He walked over and gently hugged his wife. He smiled and said,"I already told you not to go through so much trouble, but none of you listened.”
"How can that be? Today is your 90th birthday!”
"Yes, Dad, quickly close your eyes, make a wish, and blow out the candle.”
"Don't just stand there!"
The three of them chatted with each other. Jiang Yuan smiled helplessly and slowly closed his eyes.
"Time really flies. In the blink of an eye, I'll be ninety years old. I don't know how long I can live. My requirements aren't high. I just hope that I can hold a good grandson in my lifetime.”
After making his wish, Jiang Yuan opened his eyes and blew out the candle. He was smiling and was about to say something when a majestic voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
" Energy storage complete…Trillionfold talent system activating…"
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