There's something wrong with me

Zhang Feng glanced over the documents in a few seconds and looked at the stall owner, who didn't dare to speak.

After reading the information, Old Liu looked at him with a complicated expression.

'To think you're such a good person, and the higher-ups are promoting you, letting you come to the data center's mobile team.'

Old Liu was very anxious. 'In the future, whether it's learning martial arts or getting extraordinary medicine, you'll be the first to benefit.

But now, you little brat, on your first day of a secret mission today, you were immediately pointed out by Director Zhang!'

Old Liu felt a mix of disappointment and feeling that this kid's luck was a bit bad.

Then, Old Liu pondered, preparing to pluck up his courage and plead for this kid.

Zhang Feng, however, glanced a few times at the restrained and uneasy stall owner, and then asked again: "I just asked you for two egg pancakes, why haven't you answered for so long?"

"I..." He carefully looked at Zhang Feng, then looked at Old Liu, who had turned his face away. Seeing that he had been exposed, he whispered softly:

"Reporting. Director Zhang, Director Liu, should I... should I make egg pancakes? Or go back to the team and write a self-criticism report..."

Their team had a private rule that whoever's disguise was the worst, and was the first to be pointed out by Director Zhang, would go straight back to write a self-criticism, summarizing their mistakes.

Although they also knew that as long as Director Zhang wanted to, they definitely couldn't hide from the superhuman Director Zhang.

But no one wanted to be the first one eliminated.

At the same time, many team members around were on guard, while also inadvertently sizing up this side.

Truth be told, they were momentarily happy, rejoicing that they weren't the first ones to be pointed out.

But this happiness was fleeting, and not only did it not affect their vigilance, they quickly threw themselves back into their work.

"Self-criticism report?" Zhang Feng heard that he had to write a self-criticism report, but he didn't know about the team's unwritten rule. Instead, he asked with a smile: "I see your grappling skills are pretty good, how long have you been practicing?"

"Reporting, five years." He replied truthfully: "But half a year ago, I didn't have this skill. I saw your 'Inner Force Mastery' manual, and slowly started practicing."

"Not bad." Zhang Feng nodded, pointing to the train station ahead, "After you make the pancakes, bring them over. Come with me on this trip, and I'll teach you some scattered moves from the 'Grand Grappling Hand'."

"Yes!" The stall owner saw that the two directors not only didn't punish him, but Director Zhang even wanted him to follow along and learn. He was so excited he couldn't control himself.

At this moment, he also heard envious voices from his teammates in his earpiece.

"Congratulations..."

"Envy!"

"The first to be pointed out? This isn't writing a self-criticism report at all, it's going straight to heaven!"

"Director Zhang is personally teaching you? You lucky kid!"

...

Walking into the train station.

There were even more special personnel. Some were disguised as passengers, and some were disguised as staff.

At least when Zhang Feng went through security.

He saw a security guard in front of him holding an instrument, scanning the bodies of the passengers in front. He looked very serious and solemn.

If he had an instrument on his back and the probe in his hand was extended a bit, it would be a proper mine-clearing scene.

Similarly, he really was sweeping for mines, checking all passengers' luggage and personal belongings, ensuring that no dangerous items entered.

It was just that when he looked up and saw Zhang Feng behind him, he didn't know whether he should scan him or not.

Really, it was said that he had to act normal, but when actually facing a 'superhuman,' the pressure was terrifying.

"Do what you're supposed to do."

Zhang Feng suppressed his voice nearby using resonance, and looked at him. "What? Want to write a self-criticism report?"

He didn't speak, trying to suppress his thoughts, and started scanning.

Old Liu, watching from behind, shook his head, feeling that even battle-hardened special personnel couldn't achieve a calm mind when facing superhumans.

But then, Old Liu felt that it was very normal.

Because Director Zhang was not only terrifyingly strong, but also leading a new era.

The special personnel were now learning Director Zhang's miraculous martial arts, and now they were seeing Director Zhang in person.

So the fact that they weren't shouting excitedly, but instead trying to remain calm and relatively natural, was actually a very stable state of mind.

Of course, Old Liu also didn't deny one thing.

That was that they knew three days in advance what they were going to do today.

And when they learned that they were going to meet the 'human pioneer' today, their excited expressions were no different from happy children.

"Old Liu, what are you thinking about?"

Zhang Feng's words interrupted Old Liu's memories.

Old Liu then realized that he had absentmindedly passed through security.

'Hey, being next to Director Zhang always gives me a feeling of great security, so secure that even I, the deputy commander in charge of today's security deployment, was so secure that I spaced out.'

He thought to himself, and said to Zhang Feng: "I was just thinking about a few days ago..."

As he spoke, he told Zhang Feng about what he had spaced out about.

Zhang Feng listened and shook his head. "When our country has more superhumans, there won't be so many things to worry about."

"You make it sound simple." Old Liu didn't believe it at all. "When the whole country is superhuman, you'll probably become an immortal."

"You're interesting, Old Liu." Zhang Feng smiled: "When did you learn to flatter people?"

As Zhang Feng said this, he sensed his phone vibrating. He took out his phone and saw that it was 9:30.

There was also a message (Dr. Wu: Arriving in ten minutes)

After reading the message, Zhang Feng looked at the platform not far away, where a dark green train was parked.

It hadn't been repainted, but it had obviously been wiped down, looking old but very clean.

"I don't know who's coming, that my broken-down train even entered a major station." The driver, in his fifties, was at the front of the train, constantly sizing up his old partner.

He also had a rag in his hand, and if he saw any dirty spots, he would go over and wipe them a few times.

Zhang Feng looked at this unfamiliar driver, and for some reason, he was reminded of Old Zhao.

Both were little old men, and both couldn't stay idle, always wanting to do something.

Zhang Feng looked at him a few times, then looked at Old Liu next to him, "Find a few people to help that driver out, there are some places he can't reach."

As he spoke.

Under Old Liu's somewhat curious gaze, Zhang Feng subconsciously walked to the platform and jumped down, preparing to get on the train.

At this moment, as Zhang Feng moved and jumped off the platform.

Nearly nine-tenths of the special personnel in the station shifted their gazes to here.

Many people even put their hands on the firearms at their waists, thinking that Director Zhang had discovered something wrong.

It was precisely everyone's reaction.

That made Zhang Feng feel that his thirty years of memories were still a bit problematic.

Especially now that he was dividing his mind to circulate his inner force, while also trying to stay natural.

Once his mind was divided, what was left were 'long-term memory actions'.

But Zhang Feng's jumping off the platform wasn't really that strange.

Rather, it was the sudden turning of a large group of people (special personnel) that made the surrounding passengers feel that this scene was a bit horrifying.

It was just that when the passengers followed their gazes and looked down the platform.

Zhang Feng had already walked to the other side of the train, and then with a flash, he came to the inside of the carriage through the window.

At this moment, there were no passengers in this carriage, but two engineers were holding instruments, scanning the corners, eliminating some dangerous objects.

"Director Zhang!"

When they saw Zhang Feng appear, they quickly saluted.

Zhang Feng recognized the two of them, knowing that they were people from his base.

Nodding to them, Zhang Feng looked at Old Liu, who came up later, "Where are our seats?"

...

The seats were in the third-to-last carriage.

This was a hard-seat carriage, with some instruments and researchers in it.

The two carriages behind, and the two carriages in front, were disguised security, preparing to blend in with the passengers.

As long as there were many passengers, they wouldn't be too conspicuous.

However, things didn't go as planned.

Until it was time to depart.

Zhang Feng strolled through the entire carriage, and only saw thirty-odd normal passengers.

The remaining eighty-odd people were all security.

Moreover, this train wasn't ticket-restricted, but was normally open.

Normally open, with only thirty-odd passengers.

Especially when Zhang Feng walked back and forth, occasionally sitting in empty seats, listening to their conversations, he also discovered that few of them were traveling or on business trips.

Instead, they saw on the online ticketing platform that there was an old train here, so they boarded this old relic from decades ago, which had no speed, no good environment, and no air conditioning, with a nostalgic mindset.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng didn't know what to feel, but in the conductor's world, his dark green train had tickets that were being scalped for sky-high prices.

Even if the retrofitted air conditioning was removed, tickets were still hard to come by.

'This can be considered as the world changes, but things remain the same.'

Zhang Feng finally sat in the empty dining car of this train, looking at the young chef who was playing with his phone.

Working on this train, although the environment wasn't good, it was really an easy job.

...

Woo woo~

Two days later, they arrived at the province where the No. 3 planting base was located.

Zhang Feng also received a reward, an old-fashioned conductor's hat.

It could be considered happiness.

But some of the older researchers felt very uncomfortable.

Because Zhang Feng lectured in the car during the day, and discussed some medical academics with them.

This lecture took up the entire day with focused attention.

At night, they discussed in the car, then recalled the knowledge from the day, and coupled with their old age, they couldn't sleep well, so naturally they felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, everyone was studying medicine, so nothing would happen.

And with Zhang Feng here, helping them adjust their bodies while using them as test subjects in the adjustments, and lecturing to everyone.

Everyone's bodies were still very good, and some minor ailments were also cured by Zhang Feng.

And although they felt that the journey was very uncomfortable, they knew deeply that this was the most worthwhile train ride of their lives.

Zhang Feng also knew what they were thinking, because the people who rode his train in the last world thought the same way.

...

Three days later.

In a mountain area.

At the entrance of the planting base.

After looking around, Zhang Feng led Dr. Wu forward first.

Behind them, Old Liu, with some dust on his face, looked at the staff who were seeing them off, and instructed the base负责人:

"Old Lin, no need to see us off."

As Old Liu spoke, he pointed with his eyes at Zhang Feng and Dr. Wu, who had already walked far away.

"Old Lin, for the sake of the friendship between your grandfather and my grandfather, who fought against the Japanese devils together.

I'll give you a reminder, Director Zhang doesn't like a large group of people following him.

So next time Director Zhang wants to come, don't do these formalities again.

Also, the planting issue will be like this for now, implement the specific arrangements according to the planned schedule."

“This is certain!” The person in charge shook hands with Lao Liu, then suddenly said in a low voice, “Then should we set up Base No. 3 first? But I see that No. 1 hasn't been established yet.

No. 1 is planned to be established first.

If I start first, and occupy resources, will it be considered stealing credit?”

“Just No. 3, just you guys.” Lao Liu waved his hand grandly, “Director Zhang has already come to see No. 3, and nodded, saying you've done a good job in the early stages.

So it's No. 3, let No. 3 start the project first.

Our data center will strongly support it.

If anyone says no, tell them to come find me, I'll talk to them.”

“But…” The person in charge still wanted to say something.

“Don't say anything, I'll come to inspect in a month.” Seeing that Zhang Feng had already walked far away, Lao Liu quickly said goodbye to him, “Go to work, produce progress, it's more useful than saying anything.

Director Zhang likes to see progress, he doesn't like to hear 'buts' and 'ifs'.”

After speaking.

Lao Liu led his people towards Zhang Feng's direction.

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At the same time.

Zhang Feng and Doctor Wu were walking in the mountains, smelling the fragrance of flowers and grass, as well as the damp smell of some animal droppings.

Most of the disgusting smell came from the base behind.

This land is very fertile.

“How is it?” Zhang Feng asked, practicing his internal energy while looking at the pondering Doctor Wu, “You studied all the way in the car, and then studied for a few days at the planting base.

What help has it been to you?”

“This needs some digestion.” Doctor Wu took out a notebook from his pocket, “Teacher Zhang, I've written everything down, and also marked some places I don't understand.

If you have time, could you take a look? Give me some guidance?”

“Mm.” Zhang Feng took his notebook and flipped through it page by page.

After flipping through it for a while, Zhang Feng reached out to him, “There are quite a few mistakes, did you bring a pen?”

“I brought one.”

“Brought one!”

These were the answers from two people.

Doctor Wu and Lao Liu, who had rushed over.

And behind Lao Liu, three researchers had already taken out their pens.

“Forget it.” Seeing this situation, Zhang Feng looked ahead again, “Lao Wu is considered half my student, I even specifically taught him the practice methods for Transforming Energy formulas and Bigu formulas.

Now, seeing that Lao Wu has so many questions, so many annotations, I know that you are all about the same.

Then let's find a place.

Let's clarify everything about the Bigu Pill, and then end this lesson's journey.”

“Thank you, Teacher Zhang!”

“Director Zhang! We will definitely study hard and will not let you down!”

“Thank you, Director Zhang, thank you, Director Zhang…”

Everyone was very grateful and admired Director Zhang's selfless teaching.

Of course, when they usually teach students, they can't wait to open the students' heads and pour knowledge into them.

It's just that although they are selfless, they don't think they are selfless, but instead feel that teaching and educating people, and passing on the torch, is what should be done.

… …

Another two days passed.

In the county outside the mountain, the local government's only conference room was temporarily requisitioned.

Zhang Feng designated this place as a small school venue.

And the people in the county were extremely excited to see so many leaders coming.

Then, because Zhang Feng didn't let them hide it, but instead told the county that local doctors could also participate in the audience to increase their knowledge.

After that, the county spread the word to the city, and the city spread the word to the province.

In less than two days, the county compound was filled with cars.

Medical experts from the province, as well as some officials, came.

Originally a small academic conference, it became a medical conference that alarmed the entire province.

Even some experts from other provinces, when they heard that it was Director Zhang presiding over it, began to rush over here in a hurry.

Local troops also began to transfer people here for protection.

Seeing that the movement was getting bigger and bigger, Zhang Feng knew that if everyone came, it would not be over in ten days.

In the end, Zhang Feng ended his small meeting first, and let some researchers who had already understood it stay, so as not to let those old professors come for nothing.

Waiting to leave this place.

On the way back to the base.

Inside the bulletproof car.

In the passenger seat, Lao Liu looked tired, looking at Zhang Feng in the back seat who was looking at the scenery, “Director Zhang, if you want to change assistants, just say it, there's no need to exhaust me to death before changing, right…”

“There's no such thing.” Zhang Feng looked away and looked at Lao Liu, “I originally wanted to teach some small knowledge, but I didn't expect to alarm so many people.”

“It's not…” Lao Liu said speechlessly, “Maybe for you, these are all small knowledge.

But for us, it's really different.

I can clearly say that if you stay for another ten days, it won't be the provincial medical association, but the national medical association!

Even people from all over the world will rush here!

Your knowledge, for the world, is definitely a big storm that attracts global attention!”

Speaking of this, Lao Liu pointed to the bulletproof cars in front and behind, which were full of special forces teams.

“Also, Director Zhang, we have repeatedly protected the secrecy of your itinerary in order to prevent such things from happening.

Because other than the base, if you randomly stand in a place and expose your whereabouts, as long as you stay for a long time, you will definitely become the center of a global storm!

Do you know? In foreign reports, some people have already called you 'God walking among men'.”

… …

Because of Lao Liu's words.

And there was really nothing else to do.

In the next few months.

Zhang Feng began to retreat again.

The new martial arts meridians, don't worry about them for now, let the big data store them first.

After that, Zhang Feng focused on internal energy.

Wanting to cultivate internal energy early.

In this way, when the first school has its first final exam, maybe he can give a speech on stage.

If not, at the very least, he has to show his face before the first batch of students graduate.

Time is tight.

Unknowingly, he practiced for dozens of days.

The major arteries have been connected with internal energy, and the rest are small blood vessels.

And through these months of cultivation.

Zhang Feng's physique also reached [97]

Almost thirty points more than when stepping on water.

With the current meridians, Zhang Feng can stand on the water surface with his feet.

Because at the end of the last world, Zhang Feng opened the new meridians on the eight legs and feet in the last reality.

… …

Also on the 90th day.

In the next few days, Zhang Feng did not practice internal energy, nor did he look at information about human body functions, but instead used big data to screen out new meridians.

After this search, there was a lot of information, but very little was useful.

Seeing that there was not much time left, Zhang Feng did not dawdle, but quickly searched through the nearly ten thousand pieces of information based on analogy.

Finally, after eight days, as well as comparisons before and after, and some human body function data references in the database.

Zhang Feng finally sorted out 10 new meridians on the legs and feet.

Then the resurrection in the next world will be useful, there won't be a few left when leaving, it's heartbreaking to see.

After all, although the world will pause when leaving, there will be no resurrection chances when going back again.

So, it is still very necessary to take up internal energy time to collect new meridians.

Plus the two secret manuals from the last world, removing the duplicates, and these new ones, there are 28 more.

After preparing, practice for another day.

In the blink of an eye, it was the hundredth day.

And that afternoon.

Zhang Feng thought that he hadn't gathered with friends for more than thirty years, so he called Master Wang and the others to eat and drink at the curator's house in the evening.

It was considered a psychological relaxation before the next adventure world.

Otherwise, being tense all the time is not a good thing.

If a heart demon is created, then it's even worse.

In this way, eating and drinking for an hour.

After finishing the meal, everyone drank tea.

Zhang Feng leisurely took a few sips, and then looked at Xiao Li, who was slightly fat, as if chatting about trivial matters,

“How did your stomach come out? Haven't you been running lately?”

“I really haven't been running.” Xiao Li gently patted his belly, “Brother Zhang, after you left, no one led me. I sprained my foot a while ago, and after resting, and resting again, I became completely lazy.”

“Hey, hey, I was the one who healed his foot.” Doctor Wu held his teacup, “He happened to go to my hospital for an X-ray that night, and I happened to be on duty at the machine.

When I saw him at the time, I thought he was coming to invite me to dinner.

I walked over with a smile at the time, but when I saw him hopping over on one leg, I knew he wouldn't come to the Three Treasures Hall without a reason.”

“Hahaha…” Master Wang and the others laughed.

“You guys are really impossible, what's so funny about this?” Zhang Feng said, seeing that they were all laughing, and Xiao Li was also laughing, he also laughed for a while.

Chatting and laughing like this.

Laughing openly in front of friends.

Zhang Feng felt much better.

If the heart demon increased to 45 after the car length world was repaired for six years, then it is now at most 20.

Zhang Feng felt for the first time that the open laughter was so easy and pleasant.

Not just looking at beautiful scenery, not just traveling.

It turns out that this cultivation of the mind is really in life, just because of a word, even laughter can have the best effect of cultivating the mind.

This cultivation of the mind is truly following the heart without overstepping the rules.

In this way, everyone laughed for a while, and took a break.

Zhang Feng got up very relaxed, went to the door to get his hat and sunglasses, and then looked at Xiao Li,

“Li Zi, let's go? Run for a while?”

“Let's go.” Xiao Li got up quickly and started to move his body directly.

“Count me in too.” The curator also got up, and lifted his short sleeves, shaking his small belly, “Look, look, this running, losing weight, there's a saying, right?”

“Don't make me laugh.” Zhang Feng put on his sunglasses with a smile, “I'm going to run in a while, and I'll get out of breath.”

“Let's run together?” Master Wang also got up, pulling Doctor Wu who was also interested, “Anyway, we've all had wine, let's run back today and come back to pick up the car tomorrow.”

“Everyone run?” Zhang Feng looked at them.

They all nodded.

“Okay.” Zhang Feng put on his hat,

“Then, brothers, let's practice together?”