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Chapter 1689 Completion

Chapter 1689 Completion

In the many months since the Martial fiscal committee that Rui trained, he trained hard and with the intention of not being disturbed. He did not want his immersion and focus to be disrupted.

Yet he was unable to live as isolated as he could.

"We require your input on the research and development of effective and efficient training methodologies for adaptive evolution techniques," a head researcher explained. "This is standard protocol, and we cooperate with all martial artists whose martial art has been allocated a significant budget."

Rui heaved a sigh. "Fine. But I shall only serve as a consultant. And I'm only willing to consult once a week."

"We can manage with that. We generally do not consume too much time so as to not impede the training of Martial Artists."

Thus, much to his chagrin, he was to serve as a consultant for the research and development of his own training methodologies.

Yet, he did not care to waste time while he served as a consultant. This was his domain of expertise; in his past life, he had spent much of his research into more effective and efficient training methodologies.

He swiftly accelerated the projects, offering the expertise he had and shocking the various scholars and researchers who were researching adaptive evolution. He quickly proposed concepts and projects from his various life that could be employed to aid with training adaptive evolution in this world.

"Set the speed parameter of the combat patterns of the training dummy to increase linearly with the proficiency index, and it will allow them to acclimatize better." Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

"Do not increase the input diversity in the initial training stage; it should arise more organically than artificially."

"No no no. It is better to integrate the Mind Palace technique as a part of a hypnosis technique than to have the technique itself mastered. It will be more efficient and effective to have it done for them."

His insights were undoubtedly game-changing. The Martial Union was once more astounded by just how much a genius in combat research Rui Quarrier was. Even the deputy director of the director was taken aback by the ocean of knowledge that Rui seemed to have stored in his brain.

It only increased the value that the Martial Union had for Rui Quarrier. They even considered adding combat research dissemination among Martial Artists as an interest in the next fiscal committee meeting.

Regardless, Rui could not be bothered. He simply minimized the time he needed to dedicate to the consultation so that he could get back to his training.

The four domain projects had been developing quite nicely. Malevolent Kitchen had been the first project to reach completion out of all of them.

It had been eighteen months since he started working on domains under Master Gurren. He had first spent three months mastering the foundations of bending heaven and earth. After that, he spent another nine months training the four domain projects that he had conceived, working on them side by side with the voidlet techniques.

It was only after he presented his voidlet techniques to the Martial fiscal committee and successfully lobbied for thirty-one trillion Martial Credits that he finally had time to focus only on domain projects.

Only half a year later, the techniques had arrived close to completion. Of course, this was after a year of effort prior, but it was still remarkably quick. Malevolent Kitchen reached completion sooner than the rest because his affinity for sound had allowed him to gain much quicker mastery over it than did the other three techniques.

The other two adaptive domains were quite close to completion as well. He had come very close to smoothly nailing the execution of Speed Prison, allowing it to be combat-viable. Creating the technique was one thing, but mastering it was another.

The third adaptive domain, Skyfall, was in a similar state. He was almost at the point where he could guarantee a hundred percent success rate in terms of execution. He directed the vectors of the pressure of the vast atmosphere onto his opponent's body, forcing them to employ immense force to push back against it and neglecting their offense in turn.

However, while he was very optimistic about Malevolent Kitchen, which had already reached success, and about the other two that were rapidly approaching completion, he was not so optimistic about Project Reverse Prophet.

He was actually fairly successful in creating the technique. That was what surprised him, but the principle of processing vectors and extrapolating them backward to gain more information was not too complicated in principle.

The issue was the difficulty of execution. Firstly, he learned that to have any chance of successfully executing this technique, his mind needed to be free of all other burdens. The VOID algorithm, Greater Phantomind Void, and the Pathfinder; all these techniques could not be simultaneously executed if he wanted to have any hope of executing Reverse Prophet at all.

That was how mind-consuming it was.

However, even with his mind emptied, it had become exceedingly difficult to detect the vast amount of information that he needed to extrapolate the past, and it was even more difficult to process all of it and extrapolate the past.

He had tried his best to minimize the mental burden that the technique was, of course. He got rid of redundant processing. He employed many shortcuts to the output, skipping excessively heavy processing for simpler and straightforward ones. Yet even after all that refinement…

"Ngh…" He grimaced, meditating in the Great Jrava Mountain range. His senses spread around him as he employed incredibly surgical minute heaven and earth bending to sense the direction of nearly every vector within a large radius.

The very act strained him, even if reluctantly succeeded.

Yet the hardest part had yet to come.

He gritted his teeth as he applied the Reverse Prophecy, a system of thought to process all the vectors and determine the past. "Rgh!" He grimaced, clenching his fist as he pushed himself to the absolute limit.