In the interrogation room.
Yang Fan had nothing to do and began to study the attribute improvements he got after killing the Teddy before.
Unlike the bone-penetrating beast that was killed in the simulated assessment in Xichu City, after killing Teddy this time, the system only gave a two-point increase in energy and blood strength, and no mental will at all. It reminds me that the mental will has been improved, but there is no specific improvement value.
It is a very common routine to kill monsters and upgrade. The higher the level of monsters you kill, the more experience you gain, and the more and more powerful your attributes will be.
This system is really a game.
However, in addition to killing monsters, can this strength of energy and blood be obtained through special martial arts training like those warriors in Xichu City
Yang Fan calmly felt it. With just two points of increase in qi and blood strength, his strength was nearly doubled compared to usual. The qi and blood were surging, and every part of his body was filled with inexhaustible power.
Yang Fan is very familiar with this feeling, or rather, Yang Fan, the good-for-nothing Yang Fan from Class 29, Grade 3, South China Martial Arts School, is very familiar with this feeling.
This is the state when ordinary human beings stimulate the energy and blood in their bodies for the first time through their own refinement and cultivation.
When your qi and blood are activated, even if the strength of your qi and blood is only a little, it means that you have reached the first level of a martial artist, successfully pushed aside the first barrier to becoming a warrior, and can now independently use the abundant spiritual power in the world to practice. .
In my memory, the good-for-nothing Yang Fan successfully attracted spiritual power into his body when he was six years old, and then stimulated the strength of Qi and blood in his body to become a glorious first-level martial arts disciple.
Although he was still just a child at the time, his grip strength in one hand had already reached 108 kilograms, and he could jump more than two meters high with a single jump. His physical fitness was far superior to that of most ordinary adult men.
Regardless of the fact that the first level of martial arts is considered to be garbage and the bottom of existence in the eyes of many warriors, but for ordinary people who have no talent for cultivation and cannot stimulate their own blood for life, the first level of martial arts is already regarded as a superhuman existence.
Therefore, the first level of martial arts is also known as the first level of martial arts among the people - the first level of Tuifan.
Once the wall is broken, it will fade away and be reborn.
Yang Fan clenched his fist, feeling the extraordinary power contained in it.
With Qi and blood activated and spiritual power entering his body, he can now be regarded as a level one warrior. Although he is not very powerful and can only deliver food when encountering level one monsters, in a place like Rongcheng, he should have already It can be considered a very awesome existence.
"Now that I have faded away from the mortal world and have opened up the barrier of Qi and blood, I wonder if the breathing and breathing techniques of that world can be used for direct cultivation?"
Just do it as soon as you think of it. Yang Fan has all the martial arts memories of useless Yang Fan in his head. After thinking about it for a moment, a skill called "Basic Tuna" appeared in his mind.
Not only that, the breathing rhythm of the technique and the route of the various meridians in the body when the spiritual power is activated are all very familiar.
It's like an old driver who has been banned from driving for many years is taking the driver's license test again. He is familiar with the road and can easily pass it even with his eyes closed.
"so easy!"
Yang Fan easily mobilized the qi and blood in his body and completed a small weekly cycle in only five minutes.
"You have learned the basic martial arts technique - "Basic Breathing and Inhalation". The flexibility of the meridians has been improved, the strength of qi and blood has been improved, and the basic martial arts +1."
System prompts follow.
Yang Fan couldn't help but frowned, "A small Zhoutian circulation has not even increased the strength of Qi and blood. Is my body also a waste?"
"No, no, maybe it has something to do with the not-so-rich spiritual power concentration around." Yang Fan comforted himself in his heart: "Compared with the feeling when practicing in Xichu City, the spiritual power concentration in Rongcheng is not even as high as that in Xichu City. One-tenth of the city.”
For the same small cycle, if practiced in a place where the concentration of spiritual power is one, and if practiced in a place where the concentration of spiritual power is ten, the effects will naturally be completely different.
Yang Fan naturally forgot about the experience of the loser Yang Fan who soaked in the spiritual power pool for a day but only increased his qi and blood strength by three points, because for a loser with basically zero martial arts talent, the spiritual power concentration Whether it is high or low, there is actually not much difference.
As for Yang Fan, he obviously didn't want to believe that he was just like Yang Fan in Class 29, a martial arts loser with extremely low martial arts talent.
Half an hour later, the enthusiastic landlord Zhu Caiwei was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered half of her face, a casual black and white skirt, a pair of silver-white high-heeled sandals, and was holding a pair of shoes that were cuter and more stylish than a teddy. The poodle walked leisurely to the work hall of Qilihe Police Station.
A minute later, Yang Xixi came out of the back office after receiving the news and invited Zhu Caiwei and her poodle to the office area.
Inviting Zhu Caiwei to sit aside, Yang Xixi turned around and poured a glass of boiling water for her. At the same time, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the poodle lying at Zhu Caiwei's feet.
"Ms. Zhu, I've told you the specific situation on the phone. I'm inviting you here this time..."
Zhu Caiwei raised her hand and interrupted Yang Xixi: "Stop talking, I understand. Where is Yang Fan, where is he now?"
Yang Xixi said: "He is temporarily detained in the interrogation room, but don't worry, we did not conduct any criminal interrogation on him, we just briefly asked some basic information about him, and we ask Miss Zhu to be considerate. "
"Don't be nervous, I'm not the kind of unreasonable person."
Seeing that the female police officer in front of her seemed a little nervous, Zhu Caiwei said quietly: "I just want to see him. After all, he just came out of the hospital this morning. The nurse responsible for taking care of him said that he might still be drunk. It’s not completely dispersed.”
Yang Xixi understood instantly that she was trying to find a way out of Yang Fan's special move.
In this way, it is possible to properly avoid the fact that Yang Fan suffers from depression and prevent Yang Fan from being further stimulated.
This Miss Zhu is not only beautiful, enthusiastic, but also very considerate.
Yang Xixi, who had the same thoughts, said cooperatively: "Miss Zhu is right, Mr. Yang Fan still has a very pungent smell of alcohol on his body. Obviously, he should have drank a lot last night, and he should not have drank too much." Sober up completely.”
"Miss Zhu, please follow me. I will take you to see Mr. Yang Fan."
Yang Xixi politely made an invitation gesture to Zhu Caiwei. Zhu Caiwei stood up, raised the sunglasses on her face slightly, revealing an unbelievably delicate baby face, and gave Yang Xixi a charming smile: " Thank you, Officer Yang! You are really considerate!”
Yang Xixi's breath was stagnant, her face turned red, and she said excitedly: "Miss Zhu, you're welcome. This is what I should do."
Yang Xixi couldn't hold back her excitement: "Ms. Zhu, it's my honor to meet you today! At first, I thought it was just the same name, but I didn't expect it was really you! I also My family all likes you very much!"
"Shh!" Zhu Caiwei put a finger on her lips, "Don't publicize it, I don't want others to know I'm here."
Yang Xixi nodded vigorously.
After a while.
With a "clang", the iron door of the interrogation room was opened. Upon hearing the sound, Yang Fan woke up from the basic breathing practice and looked up towards the door.
"Xiao Yueyue? Why are you here?!"
The name Yang Fan blurted out made Zhu Caiwei's face stiffen. Damn it, how did this Yang Fan know her nickname? After graduating from kindergarten, no one dared to call her that.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fan himself was stunned.
Xiao Yueyue? Who is Xiao Yueyue
Why did I just call this woman Xiao Yueyue? I don’t even know her, okay? Where did that inexplicable feeling of familiarity come from
Yang Xixi, who came in behind, had a gossipy look on her face.
Xiao Yueyue? This is a nickname, right? They are so intimate. Is there any story between these two people that needs to be told
It's a pity that the goddess in my mind actually got stuck in a pile of cow dung, so good-hearted.
Zhu Caiwei raised her hand and took off the sunglasses from her face, staring at Yang Fan with an unkind expression: "This gentleman must have mistakenly admitted the wrong person. You see clearly, I am Zhu Caiwei, not Xiao Yueyue!"
As soon as his eyes were gone, Zhu Caiwei's delicate face was completely revealed, and the familiar feeling in Yang Fan's mind became stronger and stronger.
brush!
A memory fragment of Zhu Huanan celebrating his sister's birthday in his youth suddenly jumped out of Yang Fan's mind. The sister in the memory was the beautiful face of Zhu Caiwei.
"Miss Zhu, do you know a person named Zhu Huanan?"
Yang Fan's voice was a little trembling, and he asked Zhu Caiwei such a sentence.
Zhu Caiwei suddenly understood, and the gentle and gentle disguise on her face was instantly removed, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Of course I know you, that is my dearest second brother!"
"Tell me, was he the one who told you my nickname?! What is your relationship with him?!"
boom!
Yang Fan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body froze.
it is true!
That memory that popped up suddenly turned out to be true!
There really is Zhu Huanan in this world!
Yang Fan felt a chill running down his spine and his thoughts were in confusion.
If all this is true, doesn't it mean that the world where the South China Grandmaster lives is actually the earth! And the apocalypse where Xichu City is located, where monsters are rampant, is actually a microcosm of the future earth
How is this possible
There is no memory of the earth or China in the memory of useless Yang Fan? If Xichu City was a city in China, how could Yang Fan, who was already in his third year of high school, not know anything about it
(End of chapter)