Chapter 1182 Overskeptical
However, he had to set very hard rules and boundaries for what he sold.
('Nothing related to the VOID algorithm.') This was a no-brainer. If the Virodhabhasa Faith found out anything about the VOID algorithm, Rui could not even begin to imagine the sheer scale of the shitstorm that he would be bringing to himself.
That was why techniques that were necessary for it like the Mind Palace were things that he disqualified off the bat. As well as constituent techniques like the pattern recognition systems that he built the predictive model through, or the adaptive mode which he adapted to them.
He did not even want to hint that there was a complex mental aspect to his Martial Art. This was something that people could never actually find out unless he himself told them, after all, it was happening inside his mind outside the sight of other people.
('Definitely nothing related to Project Metabody either,') Rui noted to himself.
Project Metabody was also something that would give him away if people understood the depth to which it aligned with the Virodhabhasa Faith, so he crossed any technique from there off the list as well.
However, unlike the VOID algorithm, the execution of Project Metabody could not be physically hidden from spectators.
His speed physically increased through the Void Forestep technique, or his stamina lengthened through the Hungry Pain technique, or his healing accelerated through the Weaving Blood technique, or his offense visibly increased with the help of Hypertrophic Surge, or his defense visibly strengthened with whatever technique that he would be creating for it.
Still, that did not mean that the element of adapting to the optimal Martial Body to adapt and evolve to his opponent was something that could be detected, thus he was still fine.
Regardless, spreading the VOID algorithm and Project Metabody techniques was an absolute no-no.
This left the rest of his Martial Art techniques that he had developed from scratch himself.
Flux Earther, Gale Force Breathing, Pathfinder, Transverse Resonance, Riemannian Echo, etc.
These were all mostly grade-ten techniques barring Gale Force Breathing and Flux Earther which were grade-nine.
Regardless, he knew that grade-nine and grade-ten techniques were extremely prized and valued. There was absolutely no way that he wouldn't get many concessions from the church when it came to these techniques.
He immediately got to work, purchasing some booklets and some basic stationery as he began extensively documenting these techniques one by one, creating training manuals as well. He made sure to organize the data that he needed to convey as efficiently and concisely as he could.
At the end of the day, it was quite likely that the Virodhabhasa Church measured a technique's value the same way that the Martial Union did, or in an extremely similar way as it did.
The Martial Union looked at originality and uniqueness, which together constituted individuality. It also looked at potency grade, difficulty, and dissemination viability.
The latter were variables that were ideally as minimal as possible, but unfortunately, those were not something he could reduce too much.
His techniques were difficult, this was true without a doubt, they were also difficult to spread since they had such low dissemination viability in the first place.
Still, this was not far from the norm, so he did not think it was much of a negative. It wasn't every day that genuinely new and genuinely powerful individualistic techniques came to the doorstep, thus he was sure that the church would at least be appreciative of the fact.
He quickly finished writing the technique and training manuals for each of the techniques that he had deemed not dangerous for selling or spreading, before heading to the church.
"How may we help you?" A staff member greeted Rui by bowing to him when he reached the merit redemption counter of the church.
This was where martial Artists could apply to sell personal contributions to the church in an easy and effective member.
"I'd like to sell some techniques to the church and earn some merits or Virodhanas."
"Understood, have you familiarized yourself with the protocols in place for submitting Martial Art-centric contributions to the church?" She asked courteously.
"I have," Rui nodded. "I need to demonstrate the technique that I'm selling while also presenting an acceptable method of training to the church, the judgment of which is up to the discretion of the Martial Artists of the church."
The staff member looked surprised that Rui had nailed it smoothly on the first try. It was clear to him that she was accustomed to having to explain it to Martial Artists from top to bottom each time a technique was submitted.
It was remarkable that she still was able to maintain a strong sense of religious faith towards Martial Artists despite having to witness their idiocy and thick-headedness day in and day out.
Regardless, thanks to him being prepared so well, the process went smoothly and he quickly began demonstrating technique after technique as he was led to different facilities where he could show off the full power of his techniques one by one without having to worry about anybody else.
And he did.
The supervisors who were tasked with recording and thoroughly documenting the outcome of the techniques were unable to hide their shock at some of Rui's techniques.
Like when he retained his perception of the heaviest anti-espionage measures that the church was able to muster up using Riemannian Echo, sending a small alarm through the church as they realized a single grade-ten technique could bypass all their measures of privacy.
They were also beyond shocked when Rui began hitting bulls-eyes on targets that were more than two kilometers away from himself!
The supervisors needed to verify on three different occasions whether he truly was a Martial Squire and not a Martial Senior playing as a Martial Squire, and they were still not satisfied with his words or the results of their own investigations.
Everything pointed to Rui being a normal martial Squire, but his feats were simply too shocking to believe that.
