I’m Someone Else
Chapter 346

Chapter 346

Molly felt as if her heart had been stabbed with a knife, causing excruciating pain and a profound senseof discomfort.

“No wonder I haven’t seen Thomas and Miss Pearson these past few days. It seems like they’ve beenspending time together.”

Instead of going directly to the office, she ran to the women’s restroom to wipe away her tears insecret. Even though she was in immense pain, she didn’t want Thomas and Olivia to notice anythingunusual about her.

After her emotions gradually stabilized, she took a deep breath before making her way to the office.

“Thomas, why are you smoking here early in the morning instead of entering the office?”

At the entrance of the office, Molly bumped into Thomas, who was leaning against the corridor windowand smoking. She put on a teasing expression and made a joke at his expense.

He smiled and replied, “You should go about your business. I’ll enjoy the breeze for a while.”

She didn’t say anything further and walked into the office.

Thomas fell into contemplation by the window, feeling somewhat overwhelmed. A day and a night hadpassed, and he still hadn’t come up with a solution. Could it be that he was truly powerless?

Among the ancient books left by the old man, there wasn’t a single method to help him overcome thispredicament! Or had he missed something?

No. He would take another look at those ancient books later. Perhaps he could replace something useful.

With that in mind, he entered the office, informed Olivia, and drove back to the Northpine Villa.

He found the luggage he had brought back when he retired from the army under his bed. The luggagewas originally left at his rental house and didn’t contain clothes or personal items, but was filled withancient books—the books that the old man had given him to ‘pass time’ in the military.

Back then, in order to move the SR-25 rifle, Thomas brought the luggage from the rental house. Itsaved him a lot of trouble now.

He opened the luggage and searched through it one by one. He had spent nearly eight years readingalmost all the books inside. Of course, he didn’t have the extraordinary ability to fully comprehend theirmysteries, but he had a rough impression of the content of each book and the effects of eachtechnique. Every time he pulled out a book, he would recall it in his mind.

An hour passed, and he had gone through all the books in the box. Looking at the empty luggage, hesmiled bitterly and shook his head. “Sigh… It seems like fate is against me.”

He felt like a dead ember at this moment and had no desire to deal with the scattered books on thefloor. He pressed his hand against the luggage as he intended to stand up and lie down on the bed fora while.

Hmm?

Thomas keenly sensed that something was amiss. He glanced at the spot where his hand waspressing. It happened to be the hidden compartment of the luggage, and there seemed to besomething protruding. It was hard and slightly rough to the touch.

“What’s this?”

This was his own luggage, which had accompanied him for eight years no matter where he went. Hewas very familiar with it, yet he couldn’t remember what he had put in the hidden compartment.

Zip!

With a sense of doubt, Thomas opened the hidden compartment.

At that moment, he was unaware that what he was unzipping wasn’t just the hidden compartment of hisluggage but also the gateway to a new world!

A yellowed book appeared before his eyes. He furrowed his brows because he had never seen thisbook before.

The book had no title, and its entire content was written in runic alphabet. Fortunately, he had beenforced to learn it when he was young. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to understand it. The first threepages of the book contained the division and ranking of ancient martial arts in the Droycore.

Thomas squinted his eyes. He had a premonition that the solution to his current problem might be inthis book.

Ancient martial arts were divided into internal and external martial arts. External martial arts, whichwere commonly seen in urban areas, focused on physical strength and fitness. On the other hand,internal martial arts were different. They cultivated internal energy stored in the elixir field and would bereleased during combat. If the ceiling of external martial arts was the human body’s limits, then internalmartial arts were not constrained by the limits of the human body when cultivated to a certain level.Throughout history, external martial arts had been regarded as the lowest level of martial arts andlooked down upon by martial artists.

However, Droycore’s history was incredibly ancient, spanning five thousand years filled with countlesschanges and unexpected events. Practitioners of internal martial arts had gradually hidden themselvesaway, so people in the city had little understanding of internal martial arts.

“Interesting!” Thomas’ interest was piqued by the contents of the book, and he continued reading.

According to the strength of martial practitioners, it was divided into four levels—Heaven, Earth,Profound, and Yellow. Each level was further divided into nine grades, with each grade symbolized by1300 pounds of power! The ninth grade of the Yellow level represented 12,000 pounds of power!

Hiss!

Thomos gosped. According to this logic, if he cultivoted internol mortiol orts to Heoven Tier Nine,wouldn’t he possess 46,800 pounds of power? How terrifying would thot be?

He continued flipping through the poges, ond when he reoched the content on the next poge, his eyeswidened with excitement.

It turned out to be o cultivotion method for internol mortiol orts! Thomos hod olwoys relied on hisformidoble combot power without the support of internol energy. This led to his current predicoment,where his body wos not in its peok stote, resulting in o decline in his strength. However, if he were tocultivote internol mortiol orts, wouldn’t he be oble to breok free from this limitotion? Could he elevotehis strength to o whole new level? With thot, whot threot would those six old monsters pose to him?

He quickly skimmed through the entire nomeless book. This cultivotion method hod o totol of ninelevels, ond ot the end of the book, there wos o poge written in red, indicoting o forbidden technique.

This forbidden technique ollowed one to increose their strength ot the cost of shortening their lifespon.However, he merely glonced ot it before ignoring it.

His mindset hod olreody chonged. He wonted to survive, ond it wos better to ovoid using forbiddentechniques unless necessory.

After smoking three cigorettes in o row, Thomos finolly colmed himself down. He sot cross-legged onthe ground ond begon ottempting to cultivote the Level 1 Technique occording to the instructions in thenomeless book.

“Qi sinks into the elixir field, penetrotes through the suprosternol notch, posses through the middle ofthe sternum, ond rushes into the void; it disperses through the eight meridions, nourishes the sixviscero…”

He closed his eyes tightly while focusing oll his ottention on controlling the energy within his body.

Buzz!

A borely oudible sound seemed to echo in his eors, occomponied by on unprecedented sense ofcomfort. Then, the moss of energy he hod discovered in his obdomen before begon to slowly rotote. Itwos stronge.

Whot exoctly is it? It hos been quietly existing in me for so long, so why is it suddenly becomingrestless todoy?

Could it be…

Hiss!

Thomas gasped. According to this logic, if he cultivated internal martial arts to Heaven Tier Nine,wouldn’t he possess 46,800 pounds of power? How terrifying would that be?

He continued flipping through the pages, and when he reached the content on the next page, his eyeswidened with excitement.

It turned out to be a cultivation method for internal martial arts! Thomas had always relied on hisformidable combat power without the support of internal energy. This led to his current predicament,where his body was not in its peak state, resulting in a decline in his strength. However, if he were tocultivate internal martial arts, wouldn’t he be able to break free from this limitation? Could he elevatehis strength to a whole new level? With that, what threat would those six old monsters pose to him?

He quickly skimmed through the entire nameless book. This cultivation method had a total of ninelevels, and at the end of the book, there was a page written in red, indicating a forbidden technique.

This forbidden technique allowed one to increase their strength at the cost of shortening their lifespan.However, he merely glanced at it before ignoring it.

His mindset had already changed. He wanted to survive, and it was better to avoid using forbiddentechniques unless necessary.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row, Thomas finally calmed himself down. He sat cross-legged onthe ground and began attempting to cultivate the Level 1 Technique according to the instructions in thenameless book.

“Qi sinks into the elixir field, penetrates through the suprasternal notch, passes through the middle ofthe sternum, and rushes into the void; it disperses through the eight meridians, nourishes the sixviscera…”

He closed his eyes tightly while focusing all his attention on controlling the energy within his body.

Buzz!

A barely audible sound seemed to echo in his ears, accompanied by an unprecedented sense ofcomfort. Then, the mass of energy he had discovered in his abdomen before began to slowly rotate. Itwas strange.

What exactly is it? It has been quietly existing in me for so long, so why is it suddenly becomingrestless today?

Could it be…