Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!

The scorching sun was overhead.

Fang Zheng silently sat on a rock, looking at the wilderness in front of him, utterly speechless.

This life, more than twenty years have flashed by...

Hmm? Why does it feel like I’ve switched stories all of a sudden?

Fang Zheng was pretty exasperated by this!

Or rather, extremely exasperated!!

This training program is also an instance world, though this instance world is more like the romance world Fang Zheng had experienced before. After entering the training program, Fang Zheng’s divine soul was extracted and he reincarnated once again. But unlike before, in the previous romance world, he could fast forward until the ”game starts”.

However, in this world, Fang Zheng really had to suffer through nearly twenty years...

What’s even worse is that, damn, he traveled back to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period...

MMP!!!

Fang Zheng was utterly speechless.

Reflecting on the past twenty years’ experiences, for Fang Zheng, it was practically a nightmare from the start.

He was an orphan when he became aware of things; his nominal parents had long vanished in the chaos of war, whether dead or fled. Coming to his senses, he found himself running around with a group of snot-nosed brats in the streets. Fang Zheng couldn’t stand this life, so he learned from Bear Grylls and went to the forest to try wilderness survival.

And he grew up like this...

”Sigh, what a life.”

Fang Zheng shook his head and sighed as he stood up. The restrictions this world placed on him were even stricter than those in the romance world. Almost all his magic was disabled (perhaps due to system incompatibility), the only things he could use were the Extermination Sword Formation and the Immortal Slayer Flying Dagger... but what the hell use are they?

I’m in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, if it were Journey to the West, maybe they’d be useful.

The mythological stories of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period are probably like Strange Tales of Liaozhai...

Oh, and there’s Huaxia’s first cookbook, the Classic of Mountains and Seas...

......Why not just enjoy A Bite of China?

Honestly, Fang Zheng didn’t really know what he could do in this world. With the inevitable unification of the Six Kingdoms by Qin, he wasn’t interested in getting involved. This era wasn’t the Age of Sealing Gods, so he couldn’t participate in anything like the Martial King’s campaign against Zhou. What, is he supposed to spend his days playing wilderness survival in the mountains?

Can’t I have a live broadcast system? Then this book would be renamed as ”Rebirth: Wilderness Handsome Streamer”, right?

It would definitely become a hit.

But this era still has some interesting things.

Despite being in a body condensed from his divine soul, Dragon Might still existed, and though Fang Zheng’s power hadn’t diminished, he just couldn’t release it from his body. Simply put, the power within Fang Zheng in this world was akin to the inner strength from martial hero novels or spiritual power from immortal hero stories...

Moreover, living alone in this world for twenty years, Fang Zheng somewhat began to understand the situation of the Order Clan.

You have to know, despite the twenty years of constant chaos and war, Fang Zheng, even while dwelling in the mountains and wilderness, had passed twenty years. For an ordinary person, memories from twenty years ago might become somewhat blurred. But although Fang Zheng lived an unchanging daily life, his memories remained remarkably vivid. He could even recall how it felt when he first traveled to the Main World, as clear as if it had happened yesterday.

As for the girls around him, Fang Zheng remembered every detail about them clearly, including every event involving them and when they met. Even though Fang Zheng lived an orderly life in this world for twenty years, it felt to him like he was merely on a business trip for twenty days, without experiencing any psychological change from the passage of time.

No wonder the Goddess of Order stayed alone for tens of millions of years without a hitch. Fang Zheng had also attempted to isolate himself in the forest for ten years without contact with anyone, and it proved to have no adverse effects. Normally, this level of isolation should have impacted one’s spirit or mind, but now it seems... the mental resolve of the Order Clan is truly remarkable.

But what should I do next...

While admiring the scenery in front of him, Fang Zheng pondered. The current situation reminded him of the game ”Taiko Risshiden” he once played, where the player was born in a war-torn era with the choice to do whatever they wanted—become a doctor, become a merchant, open a dojo to become a ninja, or join a various daimyo...but the feeling is very similar to now.

But what should I do?

Just being a hunter has no future, but Fang Zheng is too lazy to become an official. With the inevitable unification of the Six Kingdoms by Qin, Fang Zheng would have to be out of his mind to oppose it. This isn’t a game where you can do whatever you want. Supporting the Shu Kingdom in a game is sentimental; traveling to the Three Kingdoms period in reality to support Shu would probably make one die of frustration.

Similarly, as a descendant of Huaxia who upholds unification, Fang Zheng would never be foolish enough to oppose Qin.

Opposing the Qing Dynasty maybe.

As for joining the Qin State, that’s definitely off the table. Qin the Second Generation’s demise is thoroughly acknowledged, and Fang Zheng is also unwilling to be Zhuge Liang, coughing up blood only to fake his death.

But to say taking up medicine or becoming a blacksmith, Fang Zheng finds it too boring. Becoming a martial hero was a fine choice initially, but Fang Zheng realized that warriors from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Time were quite different from the great heroes he’s read about in martial novels. During this era, although there were martial heroes, they either ran martial arts schools or joined large families as their bodyguards and assassins. To be frank, the warriors of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Time were closely tied to the upper echelons of various states, lacking the carefree wanderers of martial novels, resembling more the retainers of different families and states.

Things like Wudang and Shaolin did not exist, nor Emei or Mount Hua. Kunlun Spirit Vulture was even less likely...

If all else fails, maybe I’ll just tour around the Classic of Mountains and Seas with the flair of China’s culinary delights...

After all, I have a thousand years to waste in this world...

Never mind, I’ll take my time.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng stood up, brushed the dust off himself, then whistled. Soon, a falcon descended from above, and a white giant deer emerged from the depths of the forest, landing beside Fang Zheng, obediently squatting down. Fang Zheng promptly mounted the white deer and casually headed down the mountain.

When Fang Zheng arrived at the city gate, he naturally attracted a lot of attention. A giant white deer, even in a modern setting, would be quite the headline as an internet sensation. No need to discuss in this archaic age of feudal superstition. Combined with Fang Zheng clad in blue robes with a falcon on his shoulder, he was quite the spectacle.

Most importantly, such handsome and graceful, dashing demeanor, impressive presence, face like jade, magnificent, cultured and refined, sword-like brows and bright eyes—the world rarely sees a man like him!

A big city is different from a small village, naturally, there are soldiers inspecting at the city gate. Seeing Fang Zheng, everyone paused, then after scrutinizing him for a moment, a soldier stepped forward respectfully and saluted Fang Zheng.

”May I ask, are you Young Master Fang Zheng?”

”Indeed, it’s me. Is there an important matter?”

Fang Zheng chuckled, looked at the soldier before him. Although he holds no title in this world, he is somewhat known, as for the reason... it’s rather simple.

Fang Zheng loves luxury and play; he would stay in Five Stars hotels in modern times. In ancient times, he wouldn’t suffer rough conditions. However, the issue here was, whether Indian People existed was a question, Fang Zheng had no chance to exploit the FBI.

But could such matters challenge Fang Zheng?

He is Masayuki, the Paladin!

No FBI to fleece, then go rob the bandits!

During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Time, wars erupted everywhere, bandits roamed freely, not to mention the great distances between civilization hubs, regular armies were busy fighting. And there was no prestigious sect like in martial novels, the government office wouldn’t dispatch troops to eliminate them, so Fang Zheng, with his formidable strength, enjoyed himself—it was unsurprising given the low martial skill level of this era. Although Fang Zheng couldn’t use Primordial Fire and Magic, he had learned a few tricks from Lin Yueru; One Yang Finger, Sword Qi Finger, Seven-Star Sword Qi, All or Nothing...

The last one doesn’t count; money was really limited.

Poor bandits of this era, never had they encountered someone like Fang Zheng, he single-handedly exterminated them one by one. Fang Zheng traveled through the lands, killing swiftly and building quite a reputation. Merchants and armies plagued by these bandits and robbers lacked the strength to deal with them, and Fang Zheng, alone, could do the job, genuinely pleased them.

Precisely because of this, Fang Zheng was noticed even before entering the city.

As for the reason they called him... Fang Zheng could easily guess.

Sure enough, after being led aside by a leading soldier, they began pouring out their troubles to Fang Zheng. A notorious bandit group called Graybeard had been rampant, savagely raiding trade caravans, causing great distress. Fang Zheng was famous; they requested him to eliminate the bandits, promising substantial rewards...

The rewards weren’t of much concern to Fang Zheng anyway, as eradicating bandits itself provided ample profit. Now that they had given a mission, Fang Zheng cheerfully accepted, and after inquiring about the usual range of the bandits, he tapped the back of the white deer and turned to leave.

Tracking a group of bandits was not too challenging for Fang Zheng. However, when he eventually found them, he realized he was a bit late.

Under the night sky with bright moonlight, these bandits were besieging a merchant convoy.

”Tsk tsk tsk, and these call themselves bandits.”

Fang Zheng rode the white deer, standing on the hillside, looking at the battle below and shaking his head in disappointment. On the grassland below, eight hundred bandits rode warhorses, gripping weapons, encircling a merchant convoy positioned atop a hill.

Eight hundred cavalry.

Forget the Main World, Fang Zheng had traversed numerous worlds and had never seen bandits or thieves with eight hundred cavalry, even some authentic lords couldn’t gather eight hundred cavalry.

And yet, here they settled for being bandits...

”You should go to Middle Ages Europe; you’d be better off as lords than bandits.”

Fang Zheng helplessly shook his head, then dismounted. With a clap of his right hand, suddenly, a rectangular case flew up from behind the white deer, landing firmly in front of Fang Zheng. Following this, Fang Zheng’s right hand waved, and the case opened automatically.

”Alright, time for me to take action.”