And.
It’s not just about being a martial arts master.
This thing can actually activate neural pathways.
Playing more games can even help with real-world learning.
It enhances certain aspects of human brain development.
On top of that, Cao Cheng adjusted the feedback to 10%!
When sold abroad later, the feedback would only be 1%.
No surprises here.
In a few years, or even a decade or two, this generation would completely outclass everyone overseas.
But this takes time.
That’s why Cao Cheng embedded a security system in it—no one could dismantle it or reverse-engineer it.
Though Cao Cheng believed that even if they were given the chance to reverse-engineer it, they wouldn’t be able to replicate it within a few short years.
But Cao Cheng didn’t even want to give them that opportunity.
Let them watch.
No chance for competition anymore.
From this moment on, Cao Cheng was already preparing to block them in certain areas.
This was just the first step.
There would be more and more of this in the future.
But he couldn’t rush it. He couldn’t let anyone sense his plan—it had to be like boiling a frog slowly in warm water. By the time they realized what was happening and tried to resist, it would be too late.
So,
in the official announcement, Cao Cheng came up with some excuses—just a cover story, really.
……
And Young Master Cao’s excuses and reasoning left people with nothing to say.
Poor network signals could affect neural functions, so Cao Cheng wasn’t selling to them for their own good.
What could they even say?
Even if some suspected this was retaliation for previous blockades, as long as he didn’t admit it, there was no way to condemn him.
After all, Young Master Cao was just a businessman.
Not to mention, Cao Cheng was also a member of the Eternal Life Club, part of the same organization as many other tycoons.
Even if everyone had their own hidden agendas, members couldn’t openly fight each other.
So,
after Miracle Group’s announcement, foreign media even helped Young Master Cao with some ‘explanations.’
This led to many gaming enthusiasts directing their frustration at local politicians, protesting for better communication infrastructure, 5G development, and the introduction of gaming helmets.
This thing could enhance physical fitness.
You could even learn in your sleep.
If they fell behind now, it would be an era-defining disadvantage.
Their words were meant to pressure local officials, but they accidentally hit the nail on the head.
But at this point, human thinking was still limited—no one believed this game could actually create a generational gap.
After all, it was just a game, right?
Just like how, long ago, no one took the leakage of gunpowder technology seriously—it was just fireworks, right?
By the time they realized, it was already too late.
……
……
Ten days later.
No major platforms experienced any lag.
Even though today was the lottery draw.
The post-registration lottery wasn’t a first-come-first-serve rush.
Within half an hour of the draw, the winners’ list was published.
Each winner received a text message and an in-platform notification confirming their win.
“Holy shit holy shit holy shit, I won…”
“You lucky bastard.”
“Hahahaha.” Even though he was being cursed at, the guy wasn’t upset at all—he kept gloating.
He posted screenshots of his win on every platform he could access.
And he got exactly what he wanted—endless curses directed at his family, with only a handful of people reluctantly congratulating him through gritted teeth.
Of course.
With hundreds of thousands of winners, screenshots flooded the internet, and social media feeds were packed with victory posts.
But since most people didn’t win, the online atmosphere turned downright toxic.
“You’re all dead to me—how are so many people winning? My entire feed is full of winners, and I’m the only loser?”
“Relax, most of them are just stealing screenshots.”
“Exactly. Over thirty of my relatives entered, and not a single one won. But my feed makes it seem like everyone hit the jackpot.”
“Same here. I thought I was just unlucky, but turns out it’s just screenshot thieves.”
“Damn, dude, that’s rough—thirty people and not a single win? Guess I got lucky then. Out of a dozen in my family, two won.”
“No way… Bro, wanna sell one? Use one, sell the other—basically a free helmet. These things are going for nearly 200,000 yuan now.”
“Nope.”
“Come on, your whole family can take turns using one. Free stuff is great, and you guys have good luck—you might win again next time. How about this… I’ll offer 280,000 right now, 100,000 above scalper prices. Deal?”
“Uh… Let me add you first. We’ll talk later.”
“Sure, sure, thanks, bro. Where are you? I’ll drive over myself—my treat for everything. Dinner’s on me.”
“Damn, I’m green with envy!”
“Rich people really know how to talk. The way he said that makes me wanna sell mine too… except I don’t have one. Waaaaah…”
“Hahaha!”
……
Even scalpers got lucky.
With multiple accounts, people, and phones, it was impossible to completely prevent cheating.
No matter what, there were always loopholes.
And some scalpers had connections—like department heads at e-commerce platforms who could easily secure dozens of helmets using their authority.
It was just networking—no one would investigate.
A day after sales began,
fewer people were posting about winning. Instead, they started flaunting their physical helmets.
Some had already gotten theirs.
In fact, a few received them on the same day—those who drove to the warehouse to pick them up in person.
So,
the earliest unboxing videos appeared on the day of release, making it seem like they were paid promotions.
Now, on short-video platforms, any unboxing video—no matter how poorly edited—was guaranteed to go viral.
……
And the hype around these unboxing videos lasted a full three days.
Almost every day, new deliveries arrived, followed by more unboxings.
Some even livestreamed their unboxings.
Others bragged about reselling theirs for huge profits.
The scalper price for a helmet had now reached around 230,000 yuan and was still climbing daily.
Honestly, the increase wasn’t even that steep—now it only rose by about 10,000 per day.
But then…
On this particular day,
a chubby streamer known for FPS games, with millions of followers,
decided to showcase something before his usual broadcast—a sword routine in real life.
The guy moved with surprising grace. Though a little stiff in places, to his fans, it was nothing short of supernatural.
Everyone knew this guy’s routine: eat, drink, sleep, repeat. Since when did he know swordplay?
And this looked like the real deal.
After finishing, slightly out of breath, he rushed to the camera and shouted, “Well? How was that? Three days—just three days of learning Huashan Swordplay in the game… Hahaha!”
Sheathing the sword, he clasped his hands and added, “Honestly, I’ve never felt better. Close my eyes at night, and boom—it’s morning.”
"Starting today, I'm delving into the world of martial arts novels. I'll figure out how to livestream it later so everyone can witness the grandeur of wuxia..."
"..."
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
