'Wasteland', 'Martial Arts', 'Weapon Armor', 'Low Martial Arts'
'All martial arts in the world are lies. Meridians, internal energy, and fetal breath are all pseudo-scientific dregs. The bottom layer of human skin only contains nerves and
'Beyond seven steps, the gun is fast. Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate! The most common 9mm bullets also have the speed of sound. How can they compare with others with just fists and kicks?'
'--This is the wasteland, boss, you have to teach me some ways to save my life, right?'
'I can teach you to reconstruct the links between neurons, seize complete control of the brain, release the power of the digestive system, obtain more nutrients through eating, overwrite the operating logic of the endocrine system, activate it, and fully convert nutrients into Huge chemical capabilities..."
'Then, learn to localize your ability, understand the principle of conversion between matter and energy, dig out the real empirical science from ancient feudal superstition, perfect your own movement system during training, search for materials, cast weapons, and build your mortal body. There is no way to defeat steel...'
'-Wow, that sounds so cool. Does your skill have a name?'
'Martial arts.'
What happens when time traveling goes wrong? You get stuck in an alternate world. Fjulia has been living in Eden, a futuristic utopia, for 3 years now after her scientist bestie accidentally got her stuck during a trial with her new 'time traveling' device. Seemingly no way home, Fjuli had no choice but to settle in; and she did a good job of it. Due to her mysterious development of powers she was drafted as a Denzi, humans with supernatural abilities, to fight against the nameless. Fjuli has been guarding her secret through all sorts of events over the past 3 years. Now, though she has to contend with a new threat to her 'peace.' That would be the very friend that sent her here coming to save her.