There's something wrong with me

As night fell, Zhang Feng returned to the data center.

But he had just arrived at Hall Number One.

Old Liu and a group of people came jogging over to meet him.

"President Zhang, are you still going on the trip to the Extraordinary School tomorrow?"

"Yes, I'll take a trip to Xia City."

Zhang Feng nodded and took a schedule from his hand.

First, at 9:00 AM tomorrow, he would go to the Extraordinary School to attend the opening ceremony.

As the principal, he had to be there.

It would be a good opportunity to explain martial arts and answer some student questions.

It would be fulfilling his duties as principal.

Moreover, there were some things to announce that he needed to tell the school.

Then, the second item on the agenda.

Was the day after tomorrow, from 9:00 to 11:00 AM, to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony for their 'Z1 Energy Base' in Xi Province, and then at 11:00 AM sharp, to 'press the main switch' to start Xi Province's power grid connection.

Zhang Feng understood this process.

And since he was the chief person in charge, he certainly wouldn't have to operate a bunch of instruments in a dense and complicated manner.

So, it was just a 'sense of ceremony' to press the main switch.

This switch was also a symbolic display.

At least with the current technology, there was no way that a single button could control the entire province's power grid and ensure that every household had electricity.

Because there were still complex related matters such as adjustment and dispatch.

But this format was pretty good.

Zhang Feng had never participated in this kind of 'ribbon-cutting' before, so he always wanted to experience it.

Especially the 'cross-century large-scale project completion' ribbon-cutting, which was very commemorative.

Similarly, when the officials of Xi Province heard a few days ago that 'Pioneer' was coming to their place, they were more than welcome!

And they also had a point of honor: 'Look, Pioneer didn't come when your province turned on the power, but he came to ours!'

At this moment.

While looking at the schedule, Zhang Feng said to Old Liu: "The Xi Province matter the day after tomorrow isn't very urgent.

It can be postponed for another seven days.

First, let our people go over there to cooperate with them for a re-check.

After all, the west is a large province and also the energy base of the three nearby provinces in our plan.

Their geographical location is uniquely endowed, with large land and mostly plains, so re-check it again."

Official projects must have undergone very strict audits, and basically no outrageous errors would occur.

But perhaps it was because he was going to see it.

For personal reasons, Zhang Feng liked to check for omissions and fill in gaps, so he arranged it again.

"Yes!" Old Liu and the others didn't ask questions, they just went back to issue orders and then sent people over.

As for whether it would scare the locals, making them think that something was wrong with themselves, and then causing some oolong incidents, that would not happen.

Because being strict, meticulous, and having a re-check were Zhang Feng's personal habits.

Many people knew this.

Just looking at how many times martial arts had to be reviewed, and also having global martial arts halls and medical care cooperate.

The global officials knew that if Zhang Feng got his hands on something, it would basically be a matter of re-checking it again and again at the cost of manpower, trying not to make any mistakes.

This also led to a jingle circulating among the officials.

'The officials check once, the technicians test once, the data center comes once, and Zhang Feng checks it again.'

This jingle is called 'Go through four times'.

It is also the highest standard of inspection in everyone's perception.

The stamps affixed at that time, in addition to the usual batch number, the official steel seal, and the data center's imprint, also had a 'Zhang' imprint.

Nowadays, the only places where the 'Zhang imprint' is affixed are the various martial arts on the official website and the 'Huajin pills' refined from the Huajin prescription.

They all have the Zhang imprint, symbolizing the highest standard of inspection.

These elixirs are exempt from inspection when sold domestically or even overseas, as long as it is determined that they are officially produced.

Similarly, the more exempt from inspection.

The stricter the elixir production line.

Each production line has several researchers from the data center stationed there.

They rotate shifts, trying to ensure that no mistakes are made.

… …

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhang Feng, Old Liu, and several accompanying personnel boarded a helicopter and went to the Extraordinary Academy.

When they arrived over the school.

Zhang Feng looked down and saw that the opening ceremony was being held on the playground.

Plus this year's freshmen, there were a total of 6,000 students.

And now the fourth-year students have also increased their physiques a lot.

A year ago, their physiques were generally between 20 and 25.

This year it is around 24 to 28.

It is considered to have passed the explosive period and entered a relatively slow growth period.

When they graduate, the highest will be around 30.

It is considered to be the level of the major provincial martial arts hall masters a year ago.

There are currently only 35 such major martial arts hall masters.

More than twenty of them are stationed in the official main halls of each province.

Among the remaining people, one is Master Wang, who is also the martial arts instructor of Zhang Feng's province.

The rest are in key positions in the military and government, protecting important figures.

Old Liu had three of them by his side.

Currently, their physiques are around 32 to 35, fully enjoying the highest and newest elixirs.

Zhang Feng originally had five people by his side, but he let them all go and sent them to places and important people who needed them more.

Zhang Feng doesn't need protection.

If he really needs it, if something really happens.

If there is protection, it is Zhang Feng who protects them.

In the eyes of others, although they are tall and strong, half-step extraordinary.

But in Zhang Feng's eyes, they are just five little dolls circling around him.

The kind that would fall to the ground and cry if you pushed them.

At this moment.

As the helicopter landed.

All the students looked expectantly at Zhang Feng on the helicopter.

The freshmen were even more excited.

But the coaches and directors had repeatedly explained the discipline, which made them try to maintain an excited 'breathing and eyes', but their bodies could still be slightly quieter in a different state.

At least they didn't shout out in a swarm like on the street.

Whoosh—

The helicopter landed.

Zhang Feng also stepped onto the podium in front of everyone's eyes.

"President Zhang!" The principal handed out the wireless microphone with both hands.

Although Zhang Feng could roar like a lion, he didn't embarrass him, but nodded slightly and took it from his hand.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng looked at the students standing upright on the stage and said with a smile: "The second to fourth-year students, you have a foundation in martial arts, so you can stand straight.

But also take care of your younger students, they just came, and it's a cold day.

So students, at ease."

Swish—

The second, third, and fourth grades obeyed obediently and moved in unison.

The completely militarized management, and the fact that they knew in advance that Pioneer was coming, allowed them to achieve neat discipline.

It's just that the first-year freshmen, like the old students back then, were not very neatly doing the at-ease action.

But because they also had a bottom line in their hearts, they were much better than the old students a year ago.

"Not bad, the students are all very good, the discipline is much higher than last year."

Zhang Feng didn't hesitate to praise.

This praise also made the first-year instructors breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, leading new students, practicing discipline, and the fact that Pioneer is coming to give a speech today, seems like a 'student inspection?'

Then this pressure is very high.

No one wants to take this hot potato of 'new students', but for the sake of our country's future, they can't not take it.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng knew that the students didn't like long speeches, so after saying at ease, he said with a smile:

"It's too cold, I'll just say a few words."

"No!"

"President Zhang, say a few more words…"

"Yes… Can President Zhang talk a little more…"

Zhang Feng had just praised the discipline when bad people appeared in the team.

Not only them, but all the students were looking at Zhang Feng eagerly, not wanting President Zhang to leave after saying a few words.

When Zhang Feng saw their aggrieved expressions, he looked at the principal next to him.

The principal was smiling and secretly giving the students a thumbs up.

At this look, those few bad people were 'instructed by the principal'.

"President Zhang…" When the principal saw Zhang Feng looking over, he quickly restrained his smile and made a calm, then remorseful, and finally dry smile and begging expression.

"Haha…" The students all laughed when they saw the principal change so many expressions in two seconds.

"If you don't think I'm annoying, I'll chat a little more." Zhang Feng didn't decline, but since he was going to talk about something, he got to the point:

"Students, you are not young anymore, you should also consider your future arrangements after graduation."

Zhang Feng spoke bluntly, directly in front of the martial arts and military police coaches, and said to the students:

"I know that people from the martial arts and military police are teaching at our school.

But students, don't listen to them too much, and try not to go to any of their three parties.

At least for our students in these past few years, my personal idea is to spread the branches and leaves, stay in our school to teach, or go to the extraordinary schools in various provinces to teach.

Here, I'll tell you something, we plan to start building extraordinary schools in various provinces and cities this year.

And martial arts and the like will be included in formal education.

In the future, all normal schools will also add extraordinary education 'elective courses'.

It can be regarded as starting from childhood, of course, whether to choose or not, to learn or not, depends on your future sons and daughters."

"The president has spoken! I will definitely let them learn!"

"Me too! I won't recognize him if he doesn't learn!"

"President! Will our future generations have such good teaching resources? This is too happy, right?"

"Envy…"

As Zhang Feng's words fell, the students under the stage felt that the world was indeed about to change.

And in President Zhang's arrangement, they seem to be the 'partial cornerstone' of future teaching?

If that's really the case, then their responsibility is great.

Because they are the 'first formal teachers of high-level martial arts and extraordinary knowledge'.

Similarly, the fifth year of school will focus on 'teacher training'.

This is the new plan that Zhang Feng had the planning department of the data center revise last night.

Because through yesterday's trip to the street, Zhang Feng felt that the current martial arts atmosphere and learning atmosphere were very good.

Then, taking advantage of this trend, he directly modified it from the root.

Completely spread out extraordinary teaching, realize the connection to formal teaching, and start from the children.

Of course, these extraordinary and normal schools in various provinces and cities are the same as martial arts halls in various places.

Some large groups can also build them as long as they have teaching qualifications.

… …

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When the opening ceremony ended.

Zhang Feng returned home once again.

Originally.

Zhang Feng wanted to experience the martial arts atmosphere again.

But when cleaning the house at night, Zhang Feng found his 'epic gun' from the closet.

A completely rule-based item that only he can use.

In the eyes of others, it is just a simulated iron lump, completely unable to be analyzed.

'I forgot about it.'

Zhang Feng has been back and forth for more than a hundred years, and he doesn't remember it anymore.

But he also vaguely knew that it seemed to be silent.

So, with nothing to do.

Zhang Feng looked around and stood in the living room.

Then, aiming at the sandbag in the room, he silently pulled the trigger.

Pa—

Although there was no gunshot, the sound of the bullet hitting the sandbag was still there.

Zhang Feng went over and took a look, and then used the gun to hit the wooden table.

Then, observe the scorched bullet marks.

After watching for a while, Zhang Feng pulled the trigger with one hand and placed the other hand half a meter away from the gun.

'Its kinetic energy is similar to the 54.'

Zhang Feng has never tried to shoot himself with a gun, but he knows that ordinary guns can no longer hurt him.

As for something more specific.

Zhang Feng chose to pull the trigger silently, directly experiment, and get detailed information.

Hu ~

The energy in the palm of the hand collided with the bullet, making a very short and strange iron whistle sound.

The next second, a somewhat distorted bullet fell from Zhang Feng's palm to the ground.

There was nothing wrong with the palm of the hand, only some slight sweat stains from the energy.

Zhang Feng looked at the bullet, and then looked at his hand.

Familiarity with firearms, and today's experiments.

Let Zhang Feng know that the kinetic energy of a pistol bullet cannot break his bones, and if he condenses his energy in advance, it will be difficult to even hurt his skin.

But if you don't use energy, then you may burn yourself.

Because the surface temperature of the bullet when it is fired is around 300 ~ 400.

But energy can isolate and quickly cool down.

And now.

Zhang Feng has also directly crossed 'body resistance to bullets' and started 'catching bullets with bare hands'.

Blocking bullets is meaningless.

It's just that the power of the pistol is not great.

Zhang Feng is now thinking about whether he can catch rifle bullets.

Take traditional rifles, for example.

Zhang Feng knows that their bullet initial velocity is about 700 ~ 1200 meters per second.

The kinetic energy is greater than that of a pistol, but it's okay.

Energy and internal force should be able to catch it.

However, if the bullet does not hit him, but flies past him, then he cannot catch it at present.

Unable to do that cool thing of reaching out and grabbing sideways, and the bullet is in his hand.

Even with advance prediction, it is impossible.

Unless you accurately understand the model of the gun, the bullet speed and the angle of the gun at the time, as well as the temperature, wind direction, and various related influences.

If you can calculate everything in an instant.

Then, in the instant when the bullet passes by, you can accurately grab it in your hand.

Or to put it simply, if your reaction speed and dynamic capture ability are improved by several levels, then you don't need to calculate anything, you can directly see the bullet trajectory.

But at that time, it is not the knowledge reserve of calculation ability, but the absolute judgment of numerical ability.

Zhang Feng estimated it, and felt that the peak self in the previous world, the six spiritual thoughts, plus the 'peripheral perception' with spiritual energy floating around, that is, the 'rudimentary form of spiritual consciousness'.

As long as there is this special ability blessing, it can be caught.

Because in the instant when the bullet passes by the surrounding spiritual energy, you can feel it.

At that time, it will fly out at most ten centimeters to one meter, and you can catch it.

This ten centimeters and one meter depends on the position of your palm at the time.

If it happens to fly past your hand, then you just slightly lift your palm, and slightly open your palm, and then grab it, and the bullet is in your hand.

If it is a little further away, you may have to lean your body towards the bullet direction by a large margin, and then chase and grab it backwards.

If it is further away, then even if you can sense it, you can't catch it.

Theoretically, at the conventional speed of a rifle, it only takes 0.001 seconds for one meter.

Unless you are faster than this time.

But Zhang Feng has also calculated it.

As long as your movement speed can reach the speed of sound, then with the blessing of martial arts and various techniques, the burst speed within a five-meter range can easily reach '0.001 of bullet time'.

In addition, if you want to see a thousand miles, as long as you can see the sniper in the distance, then the armor-piercing bullet of the sniper rifle can be knocked down from mid-air in a draped manner on the way to you.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng decided to understand the impact of wind direction and humidity on bullets.

See if you can take a shortcut by using knowledge and directly try to catch rifle bullets.

After all, his physique has already arrived, but now the knowledge base is not enough.

Furthermore, whether it is anemology or related studies.

This is the application of mechanics. Even if you don't catch bullets, you can find the best way to exert force in various weather conditions.

It is a disguised improvement in combat power.

To put it more mysteriously, it is called 'one's own spiritual energy, driving the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy', realizing the accurate application of the natural environment.

And when you want to study 'water ball technique, water sword technique' or something, you have to learn wind direction and humidity.

Because in Zhang Feng's idea, they also belong to the bullets that are fired.

Including the secret book, the Great Immortal of Lingshan's nonsense 'calling wind and rain'.

Even if it can be realized, Zhang Feng thinks that you have to learn more profound climate meteorology first to achieve better results.

Using your own spiritual energy to borrow the power of heaven and earth is the art in the natural avenue.

… …

Seven days later, early morning.

Coming out of the house.

Zhang Feng got into a car sent by the base while thinking about wind direction and humidity issues.

Then, while thinking about the problem.

The car arrived at the base, and then transferred to a helicopter.

Whoosh—

Zhang Feng didn't even know what was going on, and the West Province thousands of miles away had arrived.

Today, I'm going to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

'Analyzing problems is really exhausting.'

Zhang Feng thought while getting off the helicopter and looking at the front.

There was a temporary platform set up over there, with several red banners on it.

There are 'West Province Battery Energy Base Ribbon-Cutting' and 'Welcome President Zhang to Visit and Guide', etc.

Near the platform, there are local officials from this province, who are all welcoming with smiles.

Around are guarded special personnel and reporters from various provinces.

The middle-aged reporter from Xia City is also here, still recording in the form of a documentary, recording the ribbon-cutting ceremony of each province.

However, Zhang Feng is here today.

Making his expression more serious when recording, a cold expression rejecting people thousands of miles away.

“Audience friends…”

At the same time, the local TV station is also broadcasting the live situation here.

But her more shots are on the plains in the distance, where there is a large area of grassland paved with 'battery chips'.

It is morning now, and it is a specially selected good day.

The sun is very good.

Just wait to press the 'main switch' to start this super power grid.

It's just that there are still more than forty minutes before 11 o'clock, so the TV station is mainly introducing the power grid first, and then waiting for the time.

Their shots are not given to Zhang Feng, because important people always appear last.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng came to the platform, followed by a large group of people.

“Hello, President Zhang…”

“President Zhang, hello, I am…”

“President Zhang, I am the chief curator of this province, and I once sent you a message…”

They introduced themselves in an orderly manner.

“Okay.” Zhang Feng nodded and greeted them one by one.

“Governor Zhou, Curator Jing, let's chat first.” When Old Liu saw that President Zhang didn't really want to chat, and after these people introduced themselves, he took over the topic below.

Then, they chatted leisurely beside and around Zhang Feng, but they didn't dare to disturb President Zhang.

Zhang Feng was happy to be quiet, and took out his mobile phone, ready to read the relevant news.

See what everyone thinks after he proposed the 'national teaching' matter a few days ago.

But then he thought that the comments and titles on the Internet didn't say anything bad about him.

So.

Zhang Feng logged on to the small account that he hadn't used for two years, ready to check the group.

Anyway, visualization has been spread for a long time now.

Even if they still remember him and bring up this matter again, let him broadcast live or something.

Zhang Feng can explain it clearly.