[Searching for simulation world… search complete. The 'Zombie Brother' world simulation begins!] (TL: It does have and anime, around 40 some chapters)
[Simulation begins. Drawing simulation traits.]
[Heaven-Defying Comprehension, Star of Calamity, Martial Arts Grandmaster!]
[You are born in Yanhuang on Blue Star. You are an orphan. Fortunately, a staff member from Little Stove Orphanage found you and took you in.]
[Six months later, due to mismanagement, Little Stove Orphanage went bankrupt. You were transferred to Tomato Orphanage.]
[Another six months passed. Rotten Tomato Orphanage also went bankrupt because of too many orphans. You were then sent to Singularity Orphanage.]
[By now, you were one year old. You began training your body. Because you ate too much, the orphanage made great efforts to find someone to adopt you.]
[But within half a month, you were sent back. Ever since they took you home, all kinds of bad luck struck: stepping in dog poop, choking on water, getting scolded by the boss at work, nagged by the wife at home, and worst of all, they nearly got into a car crash.]
[That family no longer dared to adopt you.]
[Back at Singularity Orphanage, another three years passed. You are now four.]
[During those three years, you were adopted countless times. The longest one lasted two months. That family ended up hospitalized from food poisoning.]
[Only you were spared due to your strong constitution and good appetite.]
[A month later, Singularity Orphanage also went bankrupt. At age four, you earned your first title—]
[Embodiment of Misfortune!]
[With this title, no orphanage dared to take you in anymore. But you're just a child—you can't be left on the streets.]
[At this point, someone came to adopt you.]
"This kid… well, it might not sound nice, but I've got to say—he's cursed!"
"What do you mean cursed?"
"Every orphanage that took him in went under. Everyone around him seems to attract disaster!"
"Hahaha! If you'd said he was a crybaby, I might've hesitated. But disaster? That's nothing!"
"Hey kid, what's your name?"
"His name is Xiao Ming."
"Back off. My name's Kei."
Kei glared at the staff, who immediately took a few steps back. He looked toward the man before him.
"Kei, huh? I'm Ye Wumian, the current head of Xingyi Martial Sect. Wanna come with me?"
"Xingyi Boxing? Sounds interesting."
[The adoption process went smoothly. You followed Ye Wumian back to the Xingyi Sect.]
[The sect had long since fallen from grace. The mountain gate was gone—just a big courtyard remained, with a few people training inside.]
[Ye Wumian introduced you to everyone and explained your background.]
"This is Wutian, this is Wuxia, that's Wushuang, and this is Xiaotu."
"This is our new junior disciple—Kei."
These kids were all orphans Ye Wumian had adopted. Since they had no names, he gave them fitting ones.
"I'm Wutian, the eldest!"
"I'm Wushuang, the second brother."
"I'm Wuxia! I'M the second brother! Wushuang is third!"
"I'm Xiaotu, the fourth brother!"
They argued while introducing themselves. Wuxia and Wushuang's argument almost caused an earthquake, while Ye Wumian chuckled from the side, occasionally offering some pointers.
"If you train martial arts and don't spar, might as well go farm ten acres of land!"
[In the blink of an eye, six years passed. You are now ten years old and began formally training.]
[The first martial art Ye Wumian taught you was the Five Animal Play—bear, tiger, crane, monkey, and deer.]
"Junior brother, let me demonstrate!"
Wutian jumped up and showed you the forms of Five Animal Play. It was a foundational exercise in the sect—perfect for children.
"No need to show me. I've already learned it."
Kei watched once and immediately performed the tiger form. His fist generated a gust resembling a tiger's roar!
Wutian looked at Kei's fist then at his own, which sounded more like a meowing cat. He began to doubt himself.
"Good~! The tiger form emphasizes breath control! Attack like a tiger descending the mountain, aggressive and relentless! A true tiger roar indicates mastery of the basics!"
Ye Wumian was surprised by Kei's talent—he mastered the forms just by watching once.
"Master, what about me?"
"You? You barely train and only show off—go stand in horse stance over there."
Wutian pouted and stood off to the side while watching Kei practice, quietly determined not to be outdone.
"I won't sleep tonight—time to grind!"
Kei performed each form flawlessly. In his mind, a tiger appeared, crouched silently in a forest. He stood still, eyes shut as if asleep.
"Junior brother, hey, you awake?"
"RAWR!"
Kei suddenly exploded into motion like a tiger descending the mountain. Wutian swore he saw a real tiger charging at him and collapsed in fear.
"Well done! After the roar comes the tiger's might!"
"A single strike imbued with overwhelming power—paralyzing the opponent with sheer momentum!"
Kei smiled. For the first time, he understood that aura wasn't just about suppression—it could be part of the attack. With mastery, he could strike with the force of nature itself.
That night—
"I need to grind! I can't let junior brother surpass me!"
Wutian snuck out to train, but as he arrived, he saw Kei was already there.
"WHAT?! He's secretly grinding too! I can't fall behind!"
One hour later, Wutian was exhausted and ready to leave… but heard Kei still practicing.
Three hours later, Wutian collapsed on the ground, muttering—
"Forget it. I'll catch up tomorrow…"
Next morning, Kei was still training. Wutian joined in again. Soon, the rest of the brothers joined too.
During breakfast, Kei continued to train.
"Damn, this steamed bun doesn't taste good anymore—TRAIN!"
Wutian dropped his food and rushed outside. The others soon followed.
At lunch, Kei still trained.
"Screw it, keep training!"
Wutian ditched lunch.
"I'm staying!" Wuxia grumbled.
"Fine. Then I'm the new second brother!"
"NO WAY!"
They all caved under pressure and resumed training.
At dinner, Kei was STILL training.
"Let's just eat…"
"Yeah…"
"Bun?"
"Delicious…"
They couldn't take it anymore. Hands shaking, they gave up. That night, Wutian snuck out again, only to see Kei mastering the last form—deer.
"I WON'T LOSE!"
He trained until he collapsed again.
Next morning, Ye Wumian gathered everyone to spar with Kei for live combat experience.
"Wutian, you go first."
"Me?! I'll get killed…"
He tried, but each move was intercepted before he could even attack.
"I can't even make a move! This isn't a fight—it's bullying!"
Ye Wumian laughed.
"Every strike predicted and blocked… What a genius! I really have a great eye for talent!"
"How do you do it?"
"Simple. Mimicry."
"Five Animal Play starts with mimicking animals. As you progress, you capture their essence. Once you master the essence, you stop imitating appearances. Finally, mimicry lets you respond to all situations."
"Right now, I'm mimicking Wutian in my mind. Every move he makes is under my control."
Kei attributed it to his Heaven-Defying Comprehension and Martial Arts Grandmaster traits. He learned instantly and corrected every tiny flaw.
[Through constant practice, your martial arts realm improves! Your control over strength improves!]
"Hmm."
Ye Wumian didn't really get it. He mastered Five Animal Play to a divine level, with powerful forms and vivid presence, but hadn't understood mimicry like Kei did.
"Let's spar, just you and me."
"Alright."
Ye Wumian struck first—lightly, using experience not strength.
"Trying to intercept me? You've got a long way to go!"
But each feint and change was countered. Kei had read everything.
"Incredible… You're nearly surpassing me already!"
Ye Wumian was delighted. A student surpassing the master—it was the greatest joy.
"Not yet," Kei replied. "I still can't see everything at a glance."
"That's because you don't understand me completely yet. Keep learning more techniques, master more variations. Then nothing will escape your eyes."
Though Kei had the edge in technique, Ye Wumian's experience pointed out his flaw—insufficient knowledge base.
"What are they even talking about? Ugh, I'm done. Let the world end already…"
Wutian gave up completely. He watched Ye Wumian teaching Kei Bājíquán, but had no urge to learn.
"Forget it. Let's eat."
They all ate breakfast. Kei trained. Wutian practiced casually, rested when tired.
At noon, he looked at Kei—
"Nope, can't catch up. Too far gone."
He ate, napped, and trained moderately.
Surprisingly, his breakthrough came—he understood the essence of the crane form.
"Don't always think about fighting. Five Animal Play was meant to cultivate the body. Take it slow."
Kei's drive awakened Wutian's enlightenment.
That night—
"Not going out to pee?"
"Nah. Sleeping properly tonight."
Wutian snuggled into his bed and had a sweet dream—a dream where there was no more endless grinding.
Let me explain the power system of the 'Zombie Brother' world:
Human, Earth, Heaven, Divine, Super Divine. These are the ranks in the Yanhuang system.
A Divine-level can destroy a city.
Super Divine? Think continent-level threat. We use Super Divine Corpse Kings as benchmarks.
(End of Chapter)
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