Tomb raiding: The awesome life that started from Ganggangyingzi

Seeing this, what could Ji Haobo say? He could only take out the coffin to use as a table and bring out the magical pressure cooker.

As the rich aroma wafted from everyone's bowls, Bai Mao Mao, who had been playing nearby, immediately ran over.

"Waaaaah..."

Ji Haobo looked at the white furry creature clinging to his leg, its gaze fixed on the bowl, and was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected the little thing to be able to eat.

"Alright, alright, don't worry, Master will get you a bowl right away."

The people around him found it hilarious that the usually domineering Bo Ye had transformed into a stay-at-home dad.

We fed Bai Mao Mao bowl after bowl; this guy was a bottomless pit.

Aside from the uneaten bowl, all the meat and soup served were devoured, and even the bones were chewed and swallowed.

"Whitey, go to your fat uncle's side and let him feed you."

Ji Haobo looked helpless with a dark expression. This little thing ate faster than he could hit it, leaving him no time to eat.

Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang felt a tightness in his anus. With a mournful face, he reluctantly ate a bowl of meat, trembling as he dared not approach.

This little devil is even scarier than Biaozi. If I don't serve him well, I might end up seeing my great-grandmother.

The others wanted to laugh but dared not, fearing they might accidentally gain a nephew.

But Fatty Wang was timid and didn't care about the white-haired guy. He just glanced at him and turned away without paying any attention to the meat that was handed to him.

This made Fatty Wang very embarrassed; he felt like he had been offended.

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

"That's right!" Everyone saw the blatant contempt in Bai Maomao's eyes and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Let me try."

Ah Ning covered her mouth and laughed as she took the bowl and picked up a piece of meat.

"White fluffy, come here, big sister will feed you."

"Woo...Woo..."

Bai Maomao glanced at her, then looked at Ji Haobo, her hesitant and conflicted expression quite adorable.

"go Go!"

Hearing Ji Haobo's words, Bai Maomao hesitated but still sat down next to A Ning and accepted her feeding.

With this little troublemaker gone, Ji Haobo continued cooking while checking the control panel.

After that spree, these sea monkeys contributed nearly 20,000 gacha points, roughly 100 points each, which is quite good.

If it weren't for the dragon energy contained in the golden nanmu coffin turning into yin energy and being absorbed by the white-haired guy, those things could probably have contributed to several thousand.

More than an hour later, after finishing their meal and resting for a while, the group began to search for the mechanisms in the area.

"Master Bo, this place should be the core of the entire underwater tomb."

The pool leads to the outside world, with water flowing and ebbs and flows; the mechanisms in the tomb must be powered by this.

However, due to the digging by those sea monkeys, many mechanisms were probably damaged, so we had no choice but to break through the wall to get out.

These guesses were conclusions drawn by Lao Hu, Wu Xie, and others after they finished eating and observed the surrounding area.

"Alright, we don't necessarily have to follow Wang Zanghai's plan anyway. I'll try to see if there are any hidden doors behind these walls."

Ji Haobo nodded and walked over, repeatedly striking the wall with his strength to probe it. Finally, he sensed something unusual in one spot.

He immediately assumed a horse stance, his palms creating numerous afterimages, like special effects in a movie, with countless hands silently imprinted on the wall.

"Damn, Bo, that's a Thousand Hands Tathagata Palm! But the wall seems completely unharmed. Could it be that you only have speed but no power?"

Erpang looked at Ji Haobo, who was slowly finishing his practice, and suspiciously reached out to push against the wall.

As a result, it felt as if he was being pressed against thin air; he lost his balance and fell headfirst.

"Ugh... Ptooey... Ptooey..."

Amidst the swirling dust, the guy got up, covered in dirt and grime, spitting out a mouthful of dust. Except for his eyes, his entire body was covered in dust.

Ji Haobo raised an eyebrow slightly, and teased with a half-smile:

"Erpang, you're amazing! You smashed a hole in the wall with your head. You're the one for this kind of job next time."

"puff"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

While everyone was shocked by Ji Haobo's terrifying abilities, they were also amused by the unlucky Erpang, who dared to question Master Bo and was really asking for trouble.

Walking through the passageway that seemed to lead nowhere, Old Hu asked curiously:

"Master Bo, how did you manage to turn that wall into dust so quietly?"

The others immediately perked up their ears; they were just as curious, as this was truly a revelation.

“Strength! You can think of it as internal energy, but it needs to be more refined.”

The human body is more mysterious and complex than any machine or instrument, just like the cosmos.

Regardless of the type of exercise, it's all about developing the body. My kung fu is about having meticulous control over the body and understanding its power.

Initially, it was called Ming Jin, which is what ordinary people call strength, but the difference is that you can begin to control it.

Next is hidden strength, which, as the name suggests, is invisible, like what I just did.

You only see my hand silently landing on the wall, but in reality, an invisible force has already been poured into it, shattering the bricks and stones.

These two forces, light and dark, form the foundation. When you fully integrate and master them, you will achieve a state of profound mastery, which is called "transformation force".

This is the moment of complete control over the body, to the point where not even a feather can be added, not even a fly can land, and any part of the body can unleash power.

If one is exceptionally gifted, the next step is to perceive the Qi and blood within the body and control them to condense into a golden elixir, also known as Dan Jin.

At this time, one's qi and blood are unified, one can grasp iron as easily as mud, and one's physical strength is inexhaustible. Of course, this description is somewhat exaggerated, but it can give you a general idea.

When the golden core strikes, the power it unleashes is concentrated into a single point; even a solid steel pillar can be pierced and shattered.

Everyone gasped upon hearing this. Unlike those vague and ethereal legends, this system was basically tangible, which fueled their excitement.

Excited and thrilled, Fatty Wang quickly asked:

"Master Bo, do you think I've developed Ming Jin (a type of internal energy)?"

"laugh"

Ji Bo chuckled and rolled his eyes at him with disdain.

"You're so stupid, you think you can use brute force? What I'm talking about isn't just brute strength, but control."

Mingjin's entry-level standard is simply making a sound in the air; why don't you give it a try?

Wang Pangzi, not believing in such things, immediately threw a few punches, but nothing came of it. Somewhat embarrassed, he looked at Lao Hu, meaning he should give it a try.

So, under everyone's gaze, after a flurry of wild punches, all that could be heard besides panting was the laughter of onlookers.

"This...you try Zhang Menzi."

The idea is to take one more person down with you even if it means making a fool of yourself; if this guy can't either…

"Snapped…"

As a result, he was proven wrong. Zhang Menzi threw a punch, and a crisp explosion rang out in the air.

Fatty Wang stared wide-eyed at Zhang Menzi, muttering to himself incredulously:

"This...this is not scientific! This is the first time you've heard of this either, how could you have mastered Ming Jin so quickly?"