I Am Not The Machine King
Chapter 1: Lin Yuan

The red clouds filled the sky as the sun rose slowly from sea level. The morning glow gradually illuminated Qingshan City at six o'clock in the morning.

In a courtyard in the villa area of Qingshan City, a young man with black hair was bare-chested. He mobilized all the muscles in his body and kept punching forward.

With each punch he punched, his right fist would turn into a fist of steel with a black glow.

When he withdrew it, he would return to his normal bare-handed state.

"999!"

"1,000!"

"Phew..."

"Mechanical-type, interesting..."

After completing his morning training day after day, Lin Yuan picked up a towel to wipe his sweaty face and muttered to himself.

Then, he stretched his muscles and walked into the villa.

After taking a quick shower and making breakfast, Lin Yuan pushed open the door of one of the bedrooms and kicked the yellow-haired young man on the bed.

"Wu Di, it's time."

Wu Di was kicked and rolled over, muttering in a daze.

"Ah..."

"Yes..."

"Hurry up, I'll give you five seconds."

"Otherwise, I'll post your photos with underpants on the Internet."

As his best friend for more than ten years, Lin Yuan had Wu Di under his thumb.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Wu Di jumped up from the bed with his hands on his head. Amidst his screams, one could hear his urge to strangle Lin Yuan to death.

"Ah!"

"Lin Yuan!"

"Brother Yuan!"

"Please spare me!"

Lin Yuan completely ignored Wu Di's screams, leaving behind a cold back view.

"Hurry up."

"Martial arts class at nine o'clock."

"Go early."

"Ah!"

...

At the dining table in the villa, Lin Yuan was eating breakfast while flipping through the book, "Spirit Seeds of Martial Arts" in his hands.

Strictly speaking, Lin Yuan was not entirely a person of this world.

Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, also known as ALS, was one of the five fatal diseases.

In his previous life, when he was twenty-one years old, he had died of ALS. When he woke up, he had already arrived at the level-one civilization of Canglan Star.

This was a world where the spirit of martial arts was prevalent.

For Lin Yuan, who had died once, he naturally cherished this chance to be reborn.

In fact, back on the original earth, scientists had already defined level one civilization.

It was defined as being able to control the natural energy on the planet.

To put it in layman terms, it was spirit energy.

The first sentence of the general principles of martial arts formulated by the Tianshui Kingdom was, "There is a breath between heaven and earth. This breath is spirit energy, filling the space between heaven and earth."

...

After Wu Di washed up, he sat on his seat in a daze and picked up the breakfast that Lin Yuan had prepared and chewed it mechanically.

As he ate, he slowly leaned on the table like a corpse.

Lin Yuan flipped through a page of the book and said without looking up, "Jiang Yining will be attending the martial arts class today."

"What?"

"Where did you hear that?"

When Wu Di heard the name Jiang Yining, he instantly perked up and his eyes shone.

Lin Yuan continued to flip through the book and said, "While you were still wailing, she had already arrived at the dojo."

"F*ck, why didn't you say so earlier? Hurry up!"

Jiang Yining was the school belle of Qingshan Diyi Middle School.

She came from the martial arts aristocratic family of Qingshan City, the Jiang family. She had a strong background and her martial arts talent was outstanding.

She was the favored daughter of the heavens, so she naturally had countless suitors.

"Lin Yuan..."

"Brother Yuan."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Wu Di chuckled and moved closer to Lin Yuan.

He patted Lin Yuan's back like he was his own brother.

"Give me a chance today."

"We are brothers."

"Isn't that right?"

The entire day was filled with basic martial arts lessons.

Although Lin Yuan's spirit seed talent was terrible, the only fire-type spirit seed that he had awakened was a useless flame seed.

However, in terms of basic martial arts that did not use spirit energy, no one dared to claim that he was number one when Lin Yuan was claimed to be the number two in Diyi Middle School.

Jiang Yining had come to take a basic martial arts lesson three months ago and sparred with Lin Yuan.

During that time, Jiang Yining and Lin Yuan had almost spent the whole day interacting, which made Wu Di, who was standing at the side, drool with envy.

Lin Yuan closed the book, smiled slightly, and removed Wu Di's hand from his body.

"Why don't I let her spar with you and give you a beating?"

Wu Di held his chin and thought carefully.

It seemed like a good idea.

Then, he looked at Lin Yuan and nodded excitedly.

"Sure!"

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Wu Di as if he was looking at a pervert. He cursed angrily, "F*ck, stop it!"

"Hurry up and change your clothes. We're going out."

Looking at Lin Yuan's retreating figure, Wu Di shouted, "Brother Yuan! Brother Yuan!"

"We had a deal!"

...

In Wu Di's eyes, Lin Yuan was a person who he would never understand.

He had grown up with Lin Yuan since he was young. When he awakened, Lin Yuan had awakened a weak fire-type spirit seed, and his talent was terrible but he had practiced the basic martial arts for more than three years without missing a day.

He was known as a "weirdo" in the entire Diyi Middle School of Qingshan City.

What puzzled Wu Di even more was that Lin Yuan's family environment had not affected him at all. Instead, it had become his motivation.

Wu Di asked himself, if he were him, he would have collapsed a long time ago.

Lin Yuan's mother had died in a car accident when Lin Yuan was young.

When his father remarried, Lin Yuan lived with his father and stepmother.

In this reorganized family, Lin Yuan's position was very awkward.

Lin Yuan's stepmother had a strong personality and did not particularly like Lin Yuan.

Coincidentally, when Lin Yuan grew up, his half-brother was born, so Lin Yuan was completely ignored.

To outsiders, Lin Yuan was indeed a little pitiful, but in reality, Lin Yuan did not have any emotions in his heart.

After entering middle school, Lin Yuan moved out of his home.

At first, he lived in the dormitory. Later, he moved out of the school with Wu Di.

Of course, with Lin Yuan's family background, he could not live in such an expensive villa area.

Wu Di's father, Wu Dafu, was a standard "nouveau riche". He had a big belly but was generous.

When he was young, he was more farsighted. He seized the opportunity and started investing in real estate.

Wu Di was the typical second-generation rich kid.

However, a normal family like Wu Di's did not have a particularly high status in this world where martial arts thrived and martial arts were respected.

Coincidentally, Wu Di had top-notch martial arts talent, so Wu Dafu was eager to change his family style from Wu Di's generation.

Unfortunately, Wu Di was very playful, just like his father back then.

He only cultivated three days a week, causing Wu Dafu a lot of trouble.

In the end, Wu Dafu realized that only Lin Yuan could cure him, allowing him to put a little more effort into cultivation.

Hence, he kicked Wu Di out of the house and let Wu Di and Lin Yuan live outside together.

Lin Yuan had been mature and steady since young. He was calm and wise, and his IQ and EQ far surpassed his peers.

He had a good relationship with Wu Di, so Wu Dafu simply treated Lin Yuan as his godson.

Lin Yuan hesitated before moving into the villa with Wu Di. After all, he was suspected of treating Wu Dafu as a sugar daddy.

However, under the persuasion of Wu Di and Wu Dafu, Lin Yuan still chose to accept their good intentions.

The main reason was that there was not enough space for Lin Yuan to cultivate in the school dormitory.

And just as Uncle Wu said, if he really made a name for himself in the future, it would not be too late to repay him.

It was not that easy to become a real martial artist.

If one did not consume a large amount of grain and meat to replenish energy during the growth period of the body, it would affect the future of martial arts.

There was bound to be some investment in becoming a martial artist. Even if one did not use spiritual liquid or pills to speed up the cultivation of spirit energy, the starting point of a martial arts aristocratic family or a wealthy family was much higher than that of an ordinary family.

For Wu Dafu, it was naturally impossible to provide Lin Yuan with expensive cultivation resources.

However, giving Lin Yuan a place to live, plus a bowl and chopsticks, was not a big problem.

Wu Di lived alone or with Lin Yuan was no different.

Most importantly, ever since Wu Dafu kicked Wu Di out of the house, Wu Dafu felt that his home was extremely quiet!

...

Every middle school would set up a number of dojos in school. Anyone with martial aspirations could apply for the martial arts course.

The ratio of arts and martial arts in middle schools was usually around 50-50.

When Lin Yuan and Wu Di arrived at the school's dojo, there were already quite a number of young men and women in the dojo training against the rubber mannequins.

Punches and kicks landed on the mannequins, and sounds could be heard continuously.

As soon as they entered the school, a few polite juniors greeted Lin Yuan warmly when they saw him.

"Senior Lin!"

"Hello, Senior Lin."

"Yes."