There's something wrong with me

The last day.

Evening, eight o'clock.

In the records room.

Zhang Feng, under the premise that 'all meridians are opened,' can directly achieve 'full effective overclocking,' and has achieved 55% overclocking.

Beep beep—

At this moment, a 'prompt' sounded in the room, and a three-dimensional image appeared in front of him.

In a hospital in Ye City, Peng Province, another martial artist has been detected with resonance signs of 'new meridian' activation.

In addition to his own 'manual harvesting,' the big data center also has an 'automatic harvesting system.'

With precise operation and official efficiency.

It's fully achieved that when a martial artist is being tested, the testing instrument first uploads to the hospital network, then to the local municipal network, then to the local martial arts department for reporting, and then transferred to the local provincial data center branch.

Finally, it is statistically analyzed by the big data center, and after a series of manual and large-scale calculations and verification, it is finally presented to him.

This back-and-forth review ensures that he won't have a 'false alarm.'

As long as it's reported to him, someone must have activated it.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng saw that there were only three hours left on the adventure countdown, so he didn't delay and started watching this new meridian.

Striving to open one more and become more proficient in one more.

Even if he can't open it now, he can familiarize himself with it again in the adventure world.

In addition to this.

Zhang Feng used two spiritual senses, multitasking.

While familiarizing himself with the new meridian, he was also flipping through the big data information about the 'contributor of the new meridian.'

And next to it, there was also a video.

It was the surveillance footage of him at the testing point in the hospital.

And this 'functional testing point, upload point' is not limited to hospitals.

Now, after various overseas institutions have worked overtime.

The testing machines are not only遍布 in hospitals and martial arts halls, martial arts departments, etc.

And testing points have also been set up in major companies and office buildings.

Especially in recent years, testing instruments have been implemented as much as possible to achieve 'full street coverage' to facilitate everyone and not affect everyone's lives.

Otherwise, having to queue up during holidays and having to take time off would be too detrimental to the people and too torturous.

Zhang Feng always felt that transcendence should be a happy thing, not an added worry.

Of course, in Zhang Feng's mind, it would be even better if every household had that kind of portable testing instrument.

It's just that this kind of research should not be expected to be cracked by the data center.

The more Zhang Feng learns and the more he understands, the more he knows that this 'portable all-round testing instrument' is simply impossible to achieve with current technology.

Because it must not only include thermal imaging that can detect overclocking, but also non-radiation whole-body functional B-ultrasound, and also nuclear magnetic resonance for bone and internal organ related testing, etc.

This sounds outrageous.

Even Zhang Feng, who now understands science, feels clueless.

If this project dares to be established, it will break the data center's machines and exhaust the staff, and they won't be able to research anything.

This kind of black technology, under the premise of weak original scientific theories, can only be like Z1, copy it, and then the data center tries to analyze it and finally transform it into our own knowledge.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Feng remotely operated the screen again and opened the research report on 'superconductors.'

Currently, two years have passed and the progress is 0, which is normal, because science is 0 and 1, either a direct breakthrough or on the way.

There are very few progress bars of 1%~99%.

Especially on this point, Zhang Feng also understands that although there is basic research on superconductivity around the world, and there are 'superconductors in Z1.'

But the '-150~5000 degree 0 resistance' superconducting project he proposed is really too damn outrageous.

But now the arrow is on the string, and so much has been invested.

If it is called off, then this will be a small decision-making error on the data center.

Although no one dares to say it's his fault, and everyone knows that science is constantly researching and constantly overturning mistakes.

It's just that Zhang Feng really wants to free up all the research power on superconductors and use them for further optimization of Z1.

Or invest in the construction of other related projects.

And during this period of time in the scientific community, a theory of 'Z1 Dyson Sphere' has also broken out.

However, this time the Dyson sphere is not to surround any stars.

But to cover its own planet to better collect solar energy.

Then, Zhang Feng, as the modern 'God of Technology,' directly denied this theory.

Zhang Feng's goal is the stars and the sea, to fight hypothetical aliens, not to surround his own planet.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng multitasking, after thinking about these things, also focused on observing his internal organ resonance.

Now the internal force has also reached 40%.

Then it's time to tilt the 'spiritual sense' resources, and focus on internal force without delaying his own cultivation progress.

After all, the progress of overclocking can be handed over to the big base in the rear.

The speed at which people around the world open meridians is hundreds of times faster than the speed at which he ponders alone.

Then there is no need to devote too much energy to meridian knowledge.

Including the effects that everyone in the world gets after opening it and learning from him are the same, without any distinction between high and low.

His current daily viewing of human functional data is to make up for possible 'differences in meridian effects.'

For example, after others open it.

He may not be suitable, or something else, which may lead to a weak effect.

But now, with the opening of the spiritual sense, it won't happen.

His powerful memory knowledge base can completely achieve perfect effect reproduction.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner towards standardization.

Zhang Feng is very satisfied and feels that big data martial arts has achieved the expected results he wants at present.

After that, Zhang Feng looked at the countdown.

Unconsciously, the adventure time is approaching.

Taking advantage of this minute.

Zhang Feng comfortably lay on the sofa, watching the countdown.

……

Opening his eyes.

The morning sunlight scattered through the gaps in the leaves between the trees.

This is a mountain forest.

Zhang Feng looked around and saw that there was no danger at present, and while looking at the dilapidated temple behind him, he looked at the attributes of his body.

[Age: 31]

[Physique: 12]

[Root Bone: 4.5]

[Martial Arts: 5]

[Spiritual Root: 0.5]

There is no spiritual root, it is entirely靠 the '+0.5' entry of 'Desire to See a Thousand Miles.'

But other talents are about to reach 5.

And this world is still a 'special' world, and can be stacked again.

……

[Resurrection: 4]

[Adventure Level: 5]

[Adventure Type: Special, World Line Retrospective]

[Main Quest: Survive for 1 Day]

[Non-Essential Main Quest: Survive for 1 Day]

[Identity: Free]

[Maximum Enhancement Times This Time: 0 (+1, +1, +1)]

[+1, +1: After completing the main quest, you will definitely get two 'fruit' foods with a physique of no less than 2.7]

[+1: After completing the non-essential main quest, get 1 real enhancement option, which will definitely include the spiritual root talent 'foundation' attribute enhancement]

Real enhancement appeared again.

This is a great thing.

After that.

Zhang Feng didn't think about anything else, but started to recall himself, wanting to see if there were any adventure clues.

But after searching, he was just an ordinary office worker, and also a person who likes to travel.

Now, he is doing a 'personal relaxation trip.'

The current time is 1985.

It's still very dangerous to run into the mountains alone.

As for other memories.

After scanning around, there was no harvest.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and while opening the meridians, he went to the dilapidated temple behind.

Walking in.

Dusty spider webs, tattered idols.

It looks quite ordinary.

It seems that there is a small courtyard behind.

Anyway, there is nothing to do, Zhang Feng just took it as surveying the terrain, bypassed the idol, and went out from the small door on the left.

Arriving here, at a glance, this is indeed a small courtyard full of fallen leaves.

And behind the courtyard, there is a small wing room.

It is estimated that it was the place where the temple host lived before.

That wing room looks quite clean.

Zhang Feng walked over and saw traces of artificial cleaning here.

Looking back at the memory, it wasn't himself.

Tat-tat—

While Zhang Feng was observing the wing room.

Several footsteps came from the forest outside the small courtyard, and someone 'creaked' on a branch.

And according to the direction of the footsteps, they were walking towards the dilapidated temple in front of the courtyard.

It sounded like the footsteps were messy, and they were all ordinary people.

And when Zhang Feng quietly leaned against the wall, he heard them talking.

"Let's make a fire and cook here today?"

"Brother! We must be here, otherwise, I will have cleaned the house behind for nothing."

"Okay, I have no problem, you ask if our sister agrees?"

"I listen to my brother!"

The voices were two men and one woman, seemingly three siblings.

Zhang Feng felt that they should be the 'survivors this time,' so he didn't waste his energy to walk more, but continued to open the meridians.

At the beginning, as long as you observe the vicinity, there is no danger, and you can't find food.

Then every bit of physical strength is important.

And they seem to have food, so let's see if I can buy some.

Thinking, Zhang Feng took out a leather wallet from his pocket, which contained more than one hundred yuan.

It's like 'seed money' for my physique.

I thought to myself.

About half a minute later, the two men and one woman outside also entered the dilapidated temple in front and came out from the small door.

However, when they saw Zhang Feng standing in the courtyard, they suddenly stopped.

"Ah…" The girl among them was slightly startled.

After all, in this deep forest temple, suddenly standing a silent and expressionless person is indeed a bit strange.

At the same time.

The tall man at the head reacted a little later. When he saw that there was only Zhang Feng alone and that he didn't look like a robber, he tried to smile and said, "Hello, are you here camping too?"

"Sort of," Zhang Feng glanced at the three of them. They indeed didn't have any martial arts skills.

However, the other young man looked at him warily and quietly tugged at the man's clothes.

In this day and age, in such a remote place, it's always right to be careful of strangers.

"Brother…" he whispered to the man, "Or… let's go…"

"Yeah…" The girl also nodded weakly, "Big brother, listen to second brother…"

"Don't talk first, it's impolite if people hear," the man scolded, then gave Zhang Feng an apologetic smile.

After that, he pulled the two back into the dilapidated temple, seemingly to discuss the question of 'to go or to stay'.

Zhang Feng ignored them and instead focused on experiencing the spiritual sense.

There's no spiritual energy in this world.

But that's fine, because it's only one day.

Even if there was spiritual energy, it would be difficult to activate.

My current proficiency in activating spiritual sense isn't quite enough.

At least ten days are needed before I can try to activate it.

However, after this world ends, and then I cultivate for another year in reality, I should be able to compress it further.

And about a few minutes later.

The three of them came back.

The man also put down his backpack and took out two rabbits wrapped in plastic bags.

They were the kind that had already been cleaned.

It seems they didn't hunt them, but bought them from a nearby town, just waiting for this 'picnic'.

"Big brother, want to join us?"

He invited Zhang Feng, "We're going to cook here."

"Sure," Zhang Feng was naturally familiar and took out his wallet, "How much should I pay? I have a rather large appetite."

"No need," the man said readily, "Two rabbits and a bag of steamed buns, the four of us might not even be able to finish it."

…

Two hours later.

The small iron pot that had been set up was still steaming.

But the girl and the two men were staring blankly at Zhang Feng, then occasionally glancing at the rabbit bones beside Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng ate a whole plump rabbit by himself, plus two steamed buns.

Resonance digestion, physique enhancement, and the '200 grams of digestion and absorption' added by the fate entry.

Made Zhang Feng very capable of eating right from the start.

It was about three times the amount of a normal person.

"I told you to give it to you."

At this time, Zhang Feng, seeing them staring blankly at him, took out his wallet again, took out 100, and handed it to them.

"Take it, it's not easy to earn money."

"I…" The man hesitated for a few seconds, then accepted it, but also took out his small cloth bag, preparing to break the 100 into smaller bills.

Zhang Feng shook his head when he saw his honest appearance, "You gave me the rabbit, and you three siblings spent half a day cooking it.

There's also a bonus for the labor cost.

I can't just wait to eat like a master, right?"

Zhang Feng said, looking at the three people who were obviously suppressed by his 'jianghu aura', "People are mutual, so don't do anything unnecessary, just take it.

At least I feel like I deserve it."

After speaking.

Zhang Feng got up and continued to resonate with the meridians.

Although the rabbit they made wasn't very tasty, at least it freed up time for cooking, allowing him to open up quite a bit.

"That big brother is so cool…" The young man, seeing Zhang Feng walking away, tugged at his sister's and brother's sleeves, "Really, although he doesn't look handsome at all, why does he feel so cool?"

"I don't know either…" The man also had this feeling, but couldn't explain it.

The younger sister guessed, "That brother has a kind of personal charisma, right? I heard our teacher say that some people have a kind of personal charisma that influences others when they speak."

The three of them were guessing and discussing.

In the end, they defined this coolness as personal charisma.

Zhang Feng didn't care about so many useless things, and always practiced his skills at the exit of the small courtyard.

The view here was also the best, able to see both front and back.

Of course, the view from climbing onto the roof was even better.

But what if it was some outrageous monster.

The surroundings were all woods, with more obstructions.

Then being on the roof wasn't a good choice.

Because the monster might see him first.

Furthermore, Zhang Feng had also thought about leaving the forest.

It's just that, now the resonance time was still short, taking the three of them out of the forest wasn't a good choice.

Thinking, while Zhang Feng was guessing what the crisis was.

The young man in the courtyard saw a beautiful little flower in the crack of a floor tile and wanted to pry the tile up and take the flower out intact.

These floor tiles were gray, only a little wider than red bricks, and not heavy.

He pried it twice and flipped one up.

But with this flip, he exclaimed, "There are words underneath!"

‘Words?’

Zhang Feng, hearing this from the entrance of the small courtyard, thought it was related to the mission and curiously walked over.

Although the floor tiles were a bit damp, the handwriting could still be seen. They were some insights into inner martial arts, and they weren't finished yet.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng became interested and flipped up a few more around it.

Upon closer inspection, they were all insights, as well as some descriptions of move variations in writing.

Then he flipped again, and looked again.

Zhang Feng flipped over most of the small courtyard amidst the strange gazes of the three people.

After flipping it all over, it was all the same.

‘Could this be a "martial arts treasure?", allowing me to supplement some basic fist and foot moves and insights?’

Seeing this scene, Zhang Feng had many guesses.

‘For example, in the previous world, I didn't master some martial arts moves like Bajiquan.

Then in this dilapidated temple, I can get a lot of supplements.

Words are indeed very thoughtful.

I'm just afraid I won't learn it, or won't learn it completely.

Even in special worlds, they give me a chance to learn and supplement.’

Zhang Feng thought it was pretty good.

Then he continued to flip, to see what these martial arts were, and whether they were as he guessed, just 'basic supplements'.

In the end, after flipping back and forth, and flipping the entire small courtyard over.

Zhang Feng discovered that it really was a 'Complete Basic Fist Techniques'.

However.

There were also some basic small moves and small practice methods that looked quite interesting and could be used as basic practice methods for nationwide dissemination in the future.

Zhang Feng also looked at them one by one, to maximize filling in the gaps.

It's just that, after reading these, Zhang Feng felt that these handwritings were very strange. They didn't look like they were written by one person, but like a debate between two people?

Could this be 'two boxing masters using learning to make friends?'

Furthermore, these two people seemed to cherish each other.

The knowledge they took out was also their greatest knowledge, without any concealment.

There were some 'answers' inside that could reflect their respective levels.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng was also reverse-deducing their strength.

However, in just a short while.

Zhang Feng quickly deduced and came to the conclusion, knowing that these two people were basically at the 'Great Completion in the Middle Level'.

In ordinary worlds, they could be considered super masters.

But in the eyes of himself as a grandmaster, some of their answers, although seemingly ingenious, actually had some errors.

After that, there was nothing else to do.

Zhang Feng found a stone and prepared to 'grade homework' to pass the time.

But, before he could put pen to paper.

Precisely at this time, the dilapidated temple, the answers under the bricks of the two people, and 'making friends through martial arts'.

Zhang Feng always felt like he had heard of this thing somewhere?

Anyway, there was a bit of an impression.

‘The current time is 1985.’

Zhang Feng put down the stone, and was trying hard to recall,

‘Who did I remember saying this thing?

This person is definitely not from the real world.

No one in reality can reach such insights.

Furthermore, this is also making friends through martial arts.

This kind of personality seems to be… a guest of honor?’

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng sorted out his thoughts a bit. It seemed that he remembered that in the early days of the criminal police world, the guest of honor had called him.

It was about 'in the dilapidated temple, making friends through learning'.

The guest of honor also went crazy because of this close friend.

And now.

It seems that I am grading his homework?

Could it be that I am this close friend?

Or is there someone else?

For example, Boss Long?

Thinking about it carefully, it's probably close to the truth.

After all, there is also an 'adopted son' businessman.

If a businessman wants to become a businessman, he must be inseparable from Boss Long.