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In the days that followed.

The news of the 'Jade Pool Dew' was officially reported.

Furthermore, it was reported that a shopping mall in the suburbs, which had not yet opened, was being used.

The surrounding area was cordoned off, and the government temporarily requisitioned this place at the normal fee price.

In these few days.

Many people from various countries came here.

There were more than four thousand people in total.

Some of them were doctors, some were nurses, some were engaged in medicine-related fields, and some were from medical families.

Even if these descendants were still young, the oldest being only seventeen or eighteen.

Most of them already had a knowledge of modern medical techniques that was not inferior to some medical students who graduated with high scores.

Zhang Feng was relatively fond of these talented and young descendants of aristocratic families, allowing them to listen to lectures in the 'front row'.

This made many people present envious.

When it's called the front row, it's actually just putting a small stool on the ground and then sitting around the 'perimeter of the mall' like everyone else.

The mall has a hollow design.

Zhang Feng was on the fifth floor by the handrail, and he could see the crowd sitting in a circle on the first, second, third, and fourth floors at a glance.

And these 'front-row personnel' were on the fifth floor.

At the same time, in addition to the medical descendants, the rest on the fifth floor were technical experts and some great experts who came to listen.

"I will now explain…"

When Zhang Feng was teaching, it was absolutely quiet here.

If they encountered problems they didn't understand, they would raise their hands, and then the special personnel nearby would hand them a loudspeaker.

Then, their questions could be heard from the loudspeakers on the walls and ceilings of each floor, which was also convenient for everyone to hear these questions.

It was just interesting that when they came here a few days ago, the loudspeaker lines in this shopping mall were not yet complete.

It was the municipal government that helped to set it up for free.

Especially five days after the start of the course.

The old leader of the city also came, and brought a lot of bottled milk, local eggs, green vegetables, etc., as well as some daily necessities.

Several trucks brought them.

Afterwards, he talked with Zhang Feng for a while, asking about this and that.

Finally…the real intention was revealed, he asked about the 'drop of medicine left in the operating room'.

This was the first bottle of miracle medicine, and it was the last remaining drop.

The historical significance was very high!

And he didn't want to use it himself, because the government was in charge of him.

He asked about this matter more to put this 'first drop of Jade Pool Dew' in the city museum.

If this was put in, coupled with the 'immortal medicine public opinion' that was already going crazy on the Internet.

As long as he let the city's tourism department release the news that the 'first drop of Jade Pool Dew' was here.

Then the flow of tourists to the city would suddenly soar!

And Zhang Feng heard about this matter, and looked around.

At this moment, many students had already unpacked the toothbrushes and other things that people had sent.

Even a few students began to perform eating eggs raw and eating green vegetables raw.

"This quilt is so soft…" Doctor Wu was also in the mall, and even tore open the outer plastic bag of the quilt.

Zhang Feng saw this scene, was silent for a few seconds, and then looked at the happy old leader in the city, and then looked at the crowd in the whole mall happily unpacking boxes.

This group of naughty children.

All the things people sent were unpacked, so what else could he say? He could only let the base give it to the old leader.

And the first drop of medicine was in the data center, which was directly connected to the heavens and completely under military control.

Old Liu was a big shot in the Heavenly Court, and he didn't give the old leader of this city any face at all.

The old leader had no choice but to run to his side to say hello.

But to be honest, it was normal to do something for his city, attract some tourists, and then add some traffic to the martial arts gym of the curator and Master Wang.

In fact, if the old leader directly asked, then it would be given.

There was no need to send eggs or anything.

But just thinking of this, Zhang Feng realized that his position was rising in a straight line.

… …

In the next few days.

Zhang Feng entered a closed-door teaching state.

It was considered reviewing the old and learning the new.

In addition to the old leader's matter.

Zhang Feng also called Old Liu and transferred some people from the base to implement military control here.

Whoosh—

Armored vehicles and signal jamming vehicles also arrived on the same day.

Completely closed teaching.

Otherwise, the old leader of this city would send bed sheets, and the old leader of that city would send mattresses, and it would be impossible to teach.

Even the mall could directly open for business, selling furniture and daily necessities.

But now, with armored vehicles and several armed helicopters parked, and a ban issued, basically no one came.

… …

In silence.

With a period of explanation afterwards.

Zhang Feng also taught all the methods about dilution and completion to the people present.

They were considered the first batch of 'pharmaceutical personnel'.

And as 'teachers', they learned things from Zhang Feng, and then went back to teach more people.

At the same time, in the process of teaching them, and in hands-on practice.

With Zhang Feng taking overall control, the drug manufacturing success rate was very high.

During this period, the base secretly escorted a total of two thousand drops of medicine.

Finally, after half a month of effort.

120,000 drops of diluted medicine, which were rushed out, were used for the current patients in need, alleviating some treatment pressure.

But precisely because of this, some drug markets were also impacted.

The official ones were fine, and had been properly arranged.

But some pharmaceutical companies ended.

The most obvious was the decline in stock prices, which not only drove the people in their companies crazy, but also affected some stockholders who entered the market.

Some of them were innocent.

And in the foreign market, they were not innocent, but some capital flow whales were massively shorting and buying declines.

In just a few days, this was no longer a normal market trend, but a carnival game between some quant, institutions, and top traders.

But the government also took action, which was to cooperate with some pharmaceutical companies to jointly develop.

Official news is always the mainstream, and these companies must be saved.

After all, pharmaceutical companies may not be innocent, but there are many innocent people working in their companies.

The government must be responsible for the innocent.

And during this period, the government also launched a heavy blow to crack down on some financial manipulators.

The government was also very familiar with these things, because with the rise of the extraordinary in the past six months, martial arts gyms have sprung up.

Various overseas frauds, as well as things similar to the destructive impact on traditional industries, have emerged one after another.

The government has contingency plans and experience.

Although the process was not very good, the contingency plans could not solve the problem perfectly.

But finally, after half a month, the pharmaceutical industry stabilized, allowing many people who were doing high leverage to withdraw their steps forward from Tiantai Mountain.

Some of them deserved to die, but it would make the people who lent them money suffer.

… …

The eighty-eighth day of returning.

Evening.

The teaching meeting at the mall was dismissed.

Zhang Feng also came out of a small closed-door session of reviewing the old and learning the new, and learned about these things.

Then, Zhang Feng also understood what it meant to only be responsible for research and development, and leave the rest to the government.

The road forward cannot be stopped because of some small things and financial giants.

Even now, there is not a single piece of negative news about him on the Internet.

Logically speaking, if they were to engage with some giants like this, some of them would not be afraid of death and would definitely make some small moves.

This…is really a bit strange?

Zhang Feng felt that something was not right, and then saw that Doctor Wu had not left yet, so he called him: "Old Wu, come, let's do a test."

Now, the students in the mall have all left, leaving only dozens of fully armed patrolling special personnel, and Old Wu who just woke up.

He's had his sleep schedule messed up these past few days.

"What?"

Doctor Wu, hearing Teacher Zhang call him, scratched his thinning, somewhat messy hair and walked over curiously.

"I remember you have an account on the largest video platform," Zhang Feng asked. "With quite a few followers."

"Thirty thousand or so," Doctor Wu replied, opening his phone. "It's the hospital's account."

"Then post something," Zhang Feng said. "Just post the words, 'Zhang Feng is a good person.'"

Thirty thousand followers are more useful than some bot accounts.

But they can't compare to the super-follower accounts that some big shots buy with heavy money.

However, it can also test some of the ins and outs.

See if your name and information are being blocked by the official platform.

For example, information saying bad things about you can't be sent out.

"Huh?" Doctor Wu didn't understand Zhang Feng's meaning and was momentarily stunned.

"Just post it when I tell you to," Zhang Feng said, briefly explaining his idea to him.

Doctor Wu didn't say much, logged into the account, and sent it out.

It sent in a second, and the platform even gave feedback.

(Thank you for your support of the Transcendental Era)

"Transcendental Era?" Zhang Feng looked at the video platform. "This platform is interesting."

"They also have a martial arts gym," Doctor Wu knew about the platform. "When you were stepping on water, they not only promoted those live streams on their homepage but also linked to their own martial arts gym."

"Human nature," Zhang Feng nodded and continued to look at his phone.

After about four or five seconds, someone liked it; it was a follower.

Zhang Feng looked at it and said again, "Post 'Zhang Feng is a bad person' again."

"Teacher Zhang?" Doctor Wu was truly stunned this time. "That's not good, is it?"

"Just post it; it's okay," Zhang Feng motioned for him to hurry up. "Just post it, quickly, quickly."

"Okay..." Doctor Wu was very obedient, then edited the information and sent it again.

Only this time, it couldn't be sent.

"Teacher Zhang, it's as you thought," Doctor Wu felt amused. "I guess any negative words or messages related to you are locked.

Look, I tapped several times, and it still won't send.

I estimate you could search the entire internet and not find anyone smearing you."

"If typing doesn't work, then try reporting it," Zhang Feng pointed to his phone. "Look, while we were talking, your phone pushed a video message, that Medicine God one, click on it."

"Okay," Doctor Wu clicked it open, then asked with interest, "Teacher Zhang, are we going to report you next?"

"No, let's watch it first," Zhang Feng looked at the video, which was a hospital clip editing the part where others called him Medicine God.

Including the complete video, this clip had also been sent out recently, and many people knew about it.

It just wasn't as exciting as this ten-second clip.

Zhang Feng watched it several times, then said to Doctor Wu, who was still watching, "I'm a martial artist; how could I be any Medicine God?

Look, while we were talking, this newly posted video has five hundred thousand likes.

Isn't there anyone reporting it?

Ordinary videos, the report icon there has at least a dozen, and like the likes, it also shows numbers.

For a popular video like mine, it should have at least a few thousand.

But now, 0?"

As Zhang Feng spoke, he directed Doctor Wu, "Come, you do it, just click this, click that 'false information, malicious promotion,' and make it turn into 1 and see."

"Okay..." Doctor Wu scratched his head again, then checked two boxes, selected submit, and finally clicked report.

But the next second, a window popped up.

(To avoid accidental clicks, please confirm again whether to report this video: Yes / No)

(If you confirm the report, please provide your real name and home address, and undergo facial recognition identity verification to facilitate us contacting you in the future. We will give you generous reporting rewards)

(Note: Our platform will only receive your address information, and the facial recognition and identity system is the official database of Great Xia. Our platform will not steal your personal information, please rest assured)

"..."

Seeing this, Zhang Feng suddenly understood something.

Good heavens, is this an official precision strike?

To prevent anyone from deliberately causing trouble or smearing him?

"Teacher Zhang?" Doctor Wu, seeing this scene, said very honestly, "Are we still reporting you?"

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"Try it," Zhang Feng took his phone. "I'll report myself today."

Click.

The next second, facial recognition popped up first.

Zhang Feng straightened the phone and aimed it at himself.

Following the steps above, blink, nod, shake your head.

But before the final left and right head shake, Lao Liu's face suddenly appeared on Doctor Wu's phone.

The background was the data center.

Lao Liu was now in front of an encrypted computer, and hearing the network monitoring side say, 'General Zhang is reporting himself!', he curiously took it over.

"General Zhang, have you finished teaching?" Lao Liu saw that in the distance behind Zhang Feng, there were only patrolling soldiers.

"Finished teaching," Zhang Feng looked curiously. "Did you hack Doctor Wu's phone? Then make a video call over here?"

"The facial recognition was connected here," Lao Liu replied truthfully. "Because in the past half month, there have been more people defrauding and deliberately smearing you, we must take some necessary measures."

"That's good."

Zhang Feng nodded, and after knowing the answer, he prepared to close the recognition system.

Seeing that General Zhang was about to hang up, Lao Liu quickly said, "General Zhang, there's something! I haven't dared to disturb you during your teaching before."

"What is it?" Zhang Feng asked.

"It's precisely about this website," Lao Liu replied. "Many of your water-stepping angle videos are on this website.

But the shooting angles aren't very clear.

So, also to pave the way for our Transcendence and better promotion, do you have time to record another clear water-stepping video?"

"Stepping on water is fine," Zhang Feng felt that stepping on water wasn't very rare now.

However, some other techniques can't concretely show the magic of martial arts.

For example, controlling others to speak or act through resonance, only the person involved can feel it.

To outsiders, it's just blurry.

But if we're talking about strange techniques, besides resonance control and stepping on water, there are still some.

It can add a little more fire to big data martial arts.

Zhang Feng thought for less than a second, and before Lao Liu said a second word, he asked, "Address."

......

Zhang Feng's matter of once again demonstrating the magic of martial arts wasn't considered confidential.

But not many people were notified, only the TV stations of each province and the CEOs of the video websites.

Also two days later, in the afternoon.

Three o'clock.

Still that park.

The hosts and assistants of various TV stations traveled in plain clothes, carrying small camcorders, trying to keep a low profile, without disturbing the passersby who were strolling nearby.

To avoid too much chaos at that time and disturb this natural and quiet atmosphere.

"Remember, don't talk later," the video CEO also came and brought the two largest legitimate streamers on the website.

But these two streamers were also interesting.

Because it wasn't confidential, they hadn't been live streaming these past two days, but instead, they left the nonsensical information '(Two days later, three o'clock)' in the title of the live stream.

At the same time, the middle-aged reporter from Xia City came by himself, carrying the camera on his own back.

Still in that documentary look, walking all the way, filming all the way, silently.

And at this moment.

After arriving here, they walked along the lakeside and reached the large square inside the park.

There were many people leisurely strolling, and some couples were taking pictures. Not far away, there was a set of fitness equipment, and even more people were exercising.

It's no exaggeration to say that there were small queues in front of many pieces of equipment.

The atmosphere of national martial arts practice is becoming increasingly intense.

Now there are even 'martial arts buddies'.

Meaning, practicing martial arts together in parks or some quiet places.

Whether it's sparring or discussing martial arts, it's better than being alone.

But more people are discussing in the discussion rooms of various martial arts halls.

It's just that those places are for 'professionals', and they are more like casual people, making it difficult to integrate.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged reporter and others arrived at the square one after another, each finding an angle. The crowd dispersed, and they were not conspicuous.

Then, they waited quietly.

"Friends..." The two streamers also started their broadcast.

However, the viewers who came to the live broadcast room were all confused, wondering what the two big streamers were broadcasting in their joint broadcast.

But before the viewers could be curious for long.

Outside the large square.

Zhang Feng was not wearing a conductor's hat, but a practice uniform and layered cloth shoes, walking slowly from afar.

At this moment.

The middle-aged reporter, the streamers, and the surrounding hosts were all excited. Even just seeing Zhang Feng coming over gave them a sense of unspeakable excitement!

Because Zhang Feng has been mythologized during this period, becoming a modern-day 'Bian Que, the Ancestor of Medicine'.

As for the live broadcast room, it was even more explosive, with the number of viewers skyrocketing!

(It's Grandmaster Zhang!)

(Medicine God! Medicine God!)

(General Manager Zhang! I love you!)

(I can actually see a transcendent pioneer in a video live broadcast? Thanks to the live broadcast, I have a sense of seeing the pioneer in real-time...)

(This video site! Awesome!)

(They're not awesome, look quickly, there are several TV station hosts around!)

(I saw it too. I knew it. How could a small video site invite a pioneer? This is clearly Grandmaster Zhang wanting to teach us kung fu through live broadcasts on national TV!)

In that second, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Feng.

Some TV station hosts also started recording videos or live broadcasting on TV.

"Look! It's Grandmaster Zhang!"

"I'm not mistaken, am I? Is it General Manager Zhang?!"

At the same time, the people around the square also noticed Zhang Feng.

But seeing many instruments lit up around, filming this side, most of them consciously did not approach the filming area.

A few individuals just wandered around the area and then left contentedly, turning their burning gazes to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng ignored everyone's attention and quietly walked to the area in front of the square, looking at the various cameras.

"Everyone is already familiar with the simplified techniques of Eight-Step Chasing Cicada."

Zhang Feng was like an old martial arts master, with an aura that made people feel approachable.

"And the perfected Eight-Step Chasing Cicada can achieve walking on water, just like I walked on the lake more than half a year ago.

But the specific force is still in the ankles, that is, the left and right sides of the ankles, and the soles of the feet..."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he slightly raised his leg and accurately pointed to several meridian positions.

(Grandmaster Zhang is so approachable...)

(Yes, so approachable...)

As Zhang Feng explained, the streamer's side had sparse comments, and more people were listening carefully and starting to record.

"The leg is more like an engine that sends force to the foot, connecting to our central unit, the heart..."

Zhang Feng didn't care about the outside world and continued to explain some techniques about Eight-Step Chasing Cicada.

The people around were also very quiet, listening quietly.

In this way, he spoke for ten minutes, for half an hour.

More and more passersby gathered around, but they all consciously stayed on the periphery of the square.

At the same time, all over the world, whether in Daxia or abroad.

Many people were quietly listening in front of their TVs or computers.

"Grandmaster Zhang said the meridian is here..." Some people were also practicing, slowly exploring and straightening themselves out according to Zhang Feng's instructions.

"Mom and Dad! I opened a temporary resonance meridian!"

Also in some families, some martial arts practitioners temporarily opened resonance through Zhang Feng's explanation.

This was Zhang Feng's first lecture.

It was so sudden, but it was incredibly exciting.

Some people even felt that this was a national martial arts lecture!

And on some streets, many pedestrians also stopped, watching the mobile phone live broadcast in safe locations.

Some were just off work, some were students, and some were resting today.

But they all stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Also in all hospitals and martial arts halls.

Today's instruments miraculously stopped, and doctors and martial arts halls organized people to watch today's live broadcast in their respective places.

Everyone was silent, unusually quiet.

And the sound of cars outside the halls and hospitals was also less.

Some busy drivers also parked by the roadside, listening to Zhang Feng's explanation.

The publicity of transcendence for more than half a year has deeply rooted in people's hearts.

It also made them very concerned about the pioneer's lecture today.

"The Eight-Step Chasing Cicada will be discussed here..."

Until the sunset in the evening.

Zhang Feng stopped explaining about the Eight-Step Chasing Cicada.

"Next, I will talk about the Great Subduing Demon Fist. The simplified practice method will also be released on the official website today."

As Zhang Feng spoke, he stretched out his arm.

"But whether it's the legs or our elbows or anything.

They are all force, and what we practice is also strength.

Especially like Huajin's Qi strength, it complements martial arts.

Because force is a line, and it is also the extension of our limbs."

As Zhang Feng said this, he looked around and then saw a group of pigeons landing over there.

In an instant.

Before anyone could react, Zhang Feng took a step of forty meters and came to the front of this group of pigeons.

At the same time, at the moment the pigeons were startled.

Zhang Feng's palm stretched out, and the force and resonance interfered with the surrounding air, grabbing towards the pigeons half a meter away.

The next second.

In everyone's shocked eyes, Zhang Feng actually restricted the pigeons' upward flight trajectory from the air, keeping it hovering one inch away from his palm!

"The pigeon can't fly out?"

"How did Zhang Zongshi do it?"

"Is he really a god?!"

"Was that shrinking the ground into inches just now?"

In that second, everyone was in an uproar.

Zhang Feng slowly raised his arm, and wherever his palm was, the pigeon hovered one inch away, flapping its wings.

"This is the line I'm talking about, force is the extension of the limbs."

Zhang Feng looked at all the cameras, looking at all the sluggish people around.

"Today's class is over, let's end the class first."

At the moment the words fell, Zhang Feng dissipated the force on his hand.

The pigeons also flapped their wings, lost their restraints, and flew into the distant sky in the subconscious gaze of everyone.