There's something wrong with me

Open his eyes.

Clang, clang, bang, bang, the sound of hammering stones was all around.

Zhang Feng looked at the tattered sackcloth on his body, then at the pickaxe in his hand, and finally glanced at the people hammering stones all around him.

This was an ancient mine.

'One second I was a senator, the next I'm hammering stones.

Such an adventurous life is really quite absurd.'

Zhang Feng mused, finding it quite interesting.

But when he saw the few overseers holding whips in front of him.

Zhang Feng chose to hammer stones while exploring his memories.

At a glance, those people seemed to possess some strange Martial Arts.

He couldn't beat them at the moment, so it was better to stay steady first and then see what this world was about.

Approximately one second.

Zhang Feng understood that he was a beggar who had been captured by these people for work while he was wandering.

But before becoming a beggar, he was the child of a disciple from a small sect, living a relatively carefree life.

It was just that when he was ten years old, his small sect was wiped out by a large sect.

One elder from that sect slaughtered half of his own sect, killing over forty people.

This was a court world with 'Jianghu Inner Force'.

There were also 'Xiantian' masters who could face a thousand soldiers alone.

These Xiantian masters had an 'Inner Force Barrier' that could withstand attacks from blades, weapons, and arrows.

However, it wasn't the Inner Force of his internal organs, but proper 'Inner Force'?

Zhang Feng didn't understand this well because he had never seen a Xiantian master, only heard about them.

Including the so-called Houtian, he hadn't cultivated it either and didn't know what that felt like.

Thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

If he were a minor Houtian master, he wouldn't have begged for a few years and ended up being captured here.

After a moment of thought, Zhang Feng stopped pondering and looked at his physique.

[Age: 16]

[Physique: 12]

[Bone Structure: 5.6]

[Martial Arts: 5.7]

[Spiritual Root: 0.5]

These were mostly attribute bonuses, nothing particularly outstanding.

Zhang Feng adjusted his tattered straw hat (Che Zhang's hat) and looked at the text description.

[Revival Chances: 4]

[Adventure Level: 6]

[Adventure Type: Growth, Survival, Freedom, Revenge]

[Current Identity: Mine Worker]

[Main Quest: Survive for fifteen years]

[Optional Quests: Find the enemy, kill the enemy, or destroy the enemy's sect]

[Note: Gain one enhancement for every half year survived, maximum 22 enhancement choices]

[Revenge: After completing a Revenge type world, the adventurer's maximum revival chances in future adventure worlds +1]

...

It was Revenge again, which was good because there were revival chances.

Zhang Feng didn't waste time and looked at the enhancements that could change his fate against the heavens.

[Please select your first enhancement]

[1: Intelligence, Revenge]

[2: Swordsman, Revenge]

[3: Unexpected Surprise, Revenge]

...

He scanned them, none looked familiar.

Zhang Feng first looked at 1.

[Intelligence: Epic, Normal, Intelligence Type, Revenge Type]

[Effect: Gain a piece of private intelligence on a civil official of rank 3 or higher]

[Revenge: After half a year, gain ten thousand taels of silver]

...

'Is this about finding leverage?'

Zhang Feng thought for a moment, feeling that he should grab someone's weakness and then use the ten thousand taels of silver to achieve vertical and horizontal alliances.

It was a matter of scheming against each other.

Zhang Feng glanced and looked at 2.

[Swordsman: Epic, Epic]

[Effect 1: Bone Structure +2, Martial Arts +2, Spiritual Root +2]

[Effect 2: Gain a sword technique type Inner Force manual]

[Revenge: Gain a top-tier weapon that has disappeared within the current world]

...

This one was good, it added talent, gave a manual, and finally a killing weapon.

It could be called a complete set.

Zhang Feng kept it in mind and looked at 3.

[Unexpected Surprise: Epic, Epic, Flaw, Unexpected Type]

[Effect 1: Bone Structure +3, Martial Arts +3, Spiritual Root +2]

[Effect 2: Randomly gain the memory of a top-tier Inner Force cultivation method that has become extinct within the current adventure world]

[Revenge: After ten hours, gain a hundred-year-old ginseng]

[Flaw: When you reveal the cultivation method, it will attract some prying eyes from the Jianghu]

...

'This one gives a high-level cultivation method?'

Zhang Feng immediately took a liking to this one.

This was equivalent to giving him knowledge, and it was Inner Force knowledge that couldn't be found within this world.

Although it would definitely weaken his combat power in the early stages, without weapons or anything.

But this injected memory could allow him to understand 'Inner Force Attributes' faster.

And there was also a hundred-year-old ginseng for development, which was also decent.

As for the 'Flaw' attribute, that was very normal.

Since he possessed an extinct cultivation method, it was only natural for others to covet him.

It was just that the text marked it out.

It should also be considered a reminder, for example, after choosing this enhancement, he would automatically become a target of 'possessing a treasure invites trouble'.

Zhang Feng felt it was acceptable.

Afterwards, he directly chose 3.

After making the choice, when the memory was instantly received, Zhang Feng suddenly understood, realizing that this kind of Inner Force was actually a disguised form of 'Spiritual Energy Tempering'.

Normal tempering involved consuming something and cultivating it from within, belonging to cultivation from the inside out.

And this tempering involved directly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with one's body and storing it in one's 'Lower Dantian'.

Then, through the circulation in the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, it could also serve the purpose of tempering.

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment, feeling that it could theoretically be integrated with the earliest internal cultivation.

For example, cultivating both internally and externally together.

As long as he found their balance point, he should be able to cultivate simultaneously and accelerate his cultivation speed.

He had Spiritual Mind, allowing him to multitask, so he could absorb external spiritual energy while digesting the spiritual energy he consumed.

Then, he could incorporate both of these into his cultivating spirit.

After all, fundamentally, they were all applications of spirit.

So, he would unify them with Spiritual Mind.

Internal, external, and cultivating spirit would all be referred to as 'Spiritual Mind' from now on.

Wasn't that multitasking with three things?

At his peak, he had nine strands of Spiritual Mind, which was completely enough and could support it.

As for this cultivation method, it was named "Mysterious Cloud Dao".

It was said to be a top-tier cultivation method, but in reality, it just allowed him to understand the path of external cultivation more deeply, and it also included some special movements to guide spiritual energy into the body.

After recalling, Zhang Feng also combined his understanding of human physiology with his knowledge of meridian Martial Arts and cultivating spirit.

Through drawing inferences from other cases, he quickly revised the guiding movements to make them more suitable for himself.

And it wasn't limited to 'fixed physical movements'.

Because in Zhang Feng's opinion, cultivating spirit was the conceptualization of spiritual energy absorption through thought, so the ultimate foundation was 'limited by the mind' (Spiritual Mind quantity), 'and not limited by action' (fixed guiding movements).

Thus.

Zhang Feng continued to hammer stones while looking at the second enhancement.

Especially during the natural process of hammering stones.

Zhang Feng's Spiritual Mind instantly opened, and his meridians were also continuously opening.

And in the subsequent choices.

Zhang Feng also took the time to choose 1 and 3 respectively.

[Digestion and Absorption + 40 grams]

[Metal Spiritual Root + 0.1]

After quickly finishing his choices.

Zhang Feng saw that his meridians were almost ready and began to attract spiritual energy into his body.

But it was precisely with this practice.

Zhang Feng discovered there were still some differences.

Because normal cultivating spirit involved the spiritual energy first being absorbed by the Nascent Soul, and then optimizing constitution-strengthening aspects related to other cultivation methods.

But this spiritual energy cultivation method directly drilled into his flesh and blood, and after circulating through some main blood vessels and parts of his flesh, it returned to his Lower Dantian.

And originally, Zhang Feng wanted to gather all the spiritual energy in his Upper Dantian.

It was just that now, his Lower Dantian was naturally opened during cultivation.

Of course, if he forced it, this spiritual energy could also be directed to the Upper Dantian and could be commanded by the Upper Dantian.

But Zhang Feng suddenly had an idea, feeling that the Lower Dantian could serve as his 'Spiritual Energy Reserve'.

Because the Upper Dantian's storage capacity wasn't large; it was more about the Nascent Soul gathering the surrounding spiritual energy around the body, forming a state that could be controlled at any time.

Compared to hard storage capacity, the Lower Dantian felt better.

Moreover, there was a saying here, which was 'Spiritual Energy Hidden Within the Body'.

The general meaning was that after the Lower Dantian could no longer hold it, the excess spirit could be placed within one's Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

By then, his body would be a walking 'Large Ling Stone'.

As for the Xiantian masters here, they had a large storage capacity within themselves, and many meridians opened throughout their bodies, with spiritual energy filling their skin, finally forming Inner Force protection, making them impervious to blades and spears.

Based on the description in the cultivation method, Zhang Feng analyzed it and felt that even ordinary sniper bullets might not necessarily injure them if they hit them.

Conversely, the places they hadn't opened or weren't protected were their 'death points'.

Including his own extinct cultivation method, there were also multiple death points.

For example, the eyes, lower body, inside the ears, inside the mouth, inside the nostrils, and so on.

If they were hit squarely by a huge force, like a sniper rifle shot, it was very likely to result in a 'complete disruption of cultivation'.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng suddenly realized that the Martial Arts system in this world was also very vast.

Because the concepts of death points and disruption of cultivation were truly things he had heard for the first time.

It was a bit too mystical.

But based on what he had learned, Zhang Feng could understand that the so-called disruption of cultivation meant the weak points of the overall spiritual energy structure were broken, making the entire spiritual energy framework unstable, and finally leading to spiritual energy turmoil throughout the body.

Then, fixing the structural points would be enough.

This would require reading a large number of manuals.

Finally, there was raising pets.

Zhang Feng didn't know if he could manage that.

But seeing that it was a Revenge type and he had fifteen years, after escaping from the black coal mine, he would find a deep mountain forest to hide in and stabilize for a few years before doing anything else.

...

Five hours later.

Evening.

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready..."

The sound of a gong came from a distance, and an overseer was shouting for people under a thatched shed.

'It's already evening?'

Zhang Feng had been cultivating all afternoon and truly didn't feel 'particularly hungry'.

Then, Zhang Feng discovered something interesting, which was that this spiritual energy cultivation method could provide 'Qi-eating' type replenishment.

In other words, the lower dan tian practice is truly a method of storage.

At least in my system, it is now categorized as a strategic material reserve.

And in just one afternoon, I also increased my physique by 15 points.

Of these, 10 points were provided by the new cultivation method.

It is a very strong 'immediate combat power'.

It's like adding 'base numbers' for myself at the start.

Of course, this also has the bonus of the world's spiritual energy concentration, the influence of what I have learned, and more importantly, the influence of my talent.

But excluding the latter two, the spiritual energy concentration at this mine is 1.3.

It's even higher than my Data Center.

"Hurry and eat..."

"Zhang Feng..."

While Zhang Feng was analyzing various data, several fellow workers who ran past Zhang Feng also called out to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng was considered a child here, and he was also thin and weak, so some adults felt pity for Zhang Feng.

Even before Zhang Feng came, before bringing so many entries.

His 'own' physique was 10, but this is a world of spiritual energy.

At 16 years old, a physique of 10 is weak.

Furthermore, Zhang Feng was indeed thin and not tall.

And the 18-year-old adults here have a physique of 17-20.

At 16, it should normally be around 15 physique.

But to be honest, they should pity themselves.

People are like this; they always find it especially easy to empathize and pity outsiders more than themselves.

Zhang Feng, regarding this, regarding these people calling him to eat, smiled.

"I was thinking about something just now, I'll be there right away."

...

The food was wild vegetables and some very thin porridge.

This is hard to describe.

It was just enough to keep from starving to death.

Whoosh—

Zhang Feng didn't care; he just ate, regardless of whether it was salty or bland.

Even if he were to kill someone, he would first need the strength to act.

But while eating, Zhang Feng also saw someone suddenly lie down on the ground.

They were exhausted to death, their spirit reaching its limit, and they couldn't be saved.

"Another one died! And he died while eating, really knows how to pick a time, unlucky!"

The supervisor saw someone collapse and immediately told a few other miners to put down their bowls and chopsticks and drag the person out.

A winding trail was left where the body was dragged.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a supervisor suddenly raised his foot and stepped on the corpse's wrist, drew the long knife from his waist, and chopped off a little finger.

He watched for a while, and only after seeing that the person had no reaction did he wave his hand dismissively, "He's not faking death, drag him away."

Also at this moment, Zhang Feng looked at a fellow worker next to him whose body was trembling, and he subconsciously covered his left hand.

Zhang Feng noticed that he was missing a finger.

'These supervisors are truly something.' Zhang Feng didn't speak and continued to eat.

At the same time, while a few fellow workers were dragging the corpse.

There were also two supervisors following along, eating chicken legs.

Everyone watched with envy, but no one dared to say anything.

But there were also some who, while watching the chicken legs disappear into the distance, shoveled the tasteless rice in their bowls and imagined the wild vegetables as chicken legs.

As for the few miners who dragged the corpse, they wouldn't have anything to eat tonight.

At night, on the dilapidated outdoor straw mats.

Zhang Feng saw that after they returned, they had to enter the miners' rest area here.

Zhang Feng finally understood that these people were even more ruthless than Shan Mao Ge who was undercover in the world back then.

When dealing with corpses, perhaps Shan Mao Ge would also inhumanely check.

But at least on Shan Mao Ge's side, when it came to food, there was still some conscience; they were afraid that if people were starved to the extreme, they would directly go red-eyed and start killing.

And here, whoever dared not work, whoever dared to resist, would be beaten to death directly.

And at the foot of the mountain not far away, there hung rows of human heads and a line of long-dried corpses.

Zhang Feng looked for a few moments, then looked towards the few fellow workers who had just arrived today.

These few people were quietly asking an old man from the mine,

"Mr., they are acting like this, doesn't the government care?"

"No."

The old man also said quietly, "I once heard a supervisor say when he was drinking that this Mine Owner is the younger brother of the Magistrate of Huai Liang..."

The old man's voice became even softer, "With such a status, who dares to interfere?"

'Huai Liang?' When Zhang Feng heard this, he knew where he was.

Then, Zhang Feng looked at his hands again.

Before he came, his hands were full of calluses and some minor wounds.

But now the wounds had healed, and the calluses also showed signs of softening.

Spiritual energy external cultivation is indeed immediate combat power, combined with meridians, allowing oneself to directly change.

At the same time.

Zhang Feng looked at the nearby supervisors again.

After observing during the night.

Zhang Feng knew that there were two hundred fellow workers here.

There were twenty-five supervisors, and each of their physiques was roughly between 35 and 40.

They should have a little Inner Force in their bodies to provide such a high physique.

His own is currently 30, and he will talk about it after the ginseng arrives tonight and he eats it.

...

In the middle of the night, Zhang Feng hid under the covers, and a palm-sized ginseng appeared in his hand, but with the roots, it was thirty centimeters long.

Zhang Feng didn't feel any pity for this ginseng and just ate it directly.

With Martial Arts and Inner Force in his body, plus the assistance of spiritual energy for digestion.

Zhang Feng suddenly discovered that it contained spiritual energy.

Indeed, if it were just a pure hundred-year-old ginseng, it would actually be useless for his physique.

...

A night passed.

Zhang Feng hid under the covers and didn't sleep, but was instead circulating his energy and tempering his body.

When dawn broke in the autumn sky.

"Hurry and eat, and get to work early!"

"Get up quickly!"

Clang clang ~

The supervisors were beating the gong again.

And they came over with whips to supervise; whoever was slow to get up would receive a whip and a shout.

Zhang Feng quickly threw off the covers and got up directly.

At this time, he sensed himself; his current physique was 45, which was enough.

After this, it would be slow nourishment, and there was no need to nourish it with plain water here.

After thinking it through.

Zhang Feng walked into the dining area under the straw shed; he still had to eat breakfast.

He would be taking action soon, so he definitely needed food to support his strength; he couldn't rely solely on spiritual energy.

All sorts of things in reality had already told Zhang Feng that the mixed combination of Z1 and Superconducting was the best way to use energy.

Whoosh—

Zhang Feng was here serving rice; after serving, he started eating right there.

After a few mouthfuls.

Zhang Feng extended his bowl again and looked at the fellow worker who was serving rice, "Another bowl."

"You..."

The fellow worker was very hesitant, because the rule in the morning was one bowl per person, to maximize cost savings.

After all, in the minds of the supervisors and the Mine Owner, buying food costs money, but the people they capture don't cost money.

Those who starve to death can be eaten, then the rest are those who cannot be eaten and work hard.

Zhang Feng saw that he wasn't serving him and didn't make things difficult for the similarly unfortunate person, but instead, under the astonished gaze of all the fellow workers, strode towards the supervisors' dining area next to them.

"This meat is really fragrant..."

The dozen or so supervisors on the day shift were eating meat heartily at two round wooden tables.

This was all saved from the food money of Zhang Feng and others, and it all went into their stomachs.

This was also the Mine Owner's idea, thinking that if he took good care of his own people and nurtured them, he could manage everything well.

Otherwise, if the miners were nurtured, what if they rebelled? Who would suppress them?

At the same time.

After Zhang Feng strode over here, he completely ignored everyone's gazes and, without waiting for the supervisors to react, picked up a roasted chicken from the table and ate it heartily.

Crunch, crunch, bones and meat together, Zhang Feng ate very quickly, very deliciously, completely like a reincarnated hungry ghost, stuffing it directly into his mouth.

This also made the fellow workers in the distance widen their eyes.

However, they weren't surprised by Zhang Feng's eating speed, but rather that they didn't expect Zhang Feng, such a thin and small person, to dare to snatch food from the supervisors' table?

"Is he crazy?"

"Starved crazy, starved crazy..."

Everyone watched with immense surprise.

The supervisors were also stunned for a moment, not expecting Zhang Feng to actually dare to do this?

"Seeking death!"

About five seconds later, a supervisor was the first to react, grabbing his whip and about to lash out at Zhang Feng.

Swish—

The next second, Zhang Feng's left hand, he didn't know when, had drawn a long knife from the waist of a supervisor next to him and threw it straight at his chest.

And without waiting for the long knife to pierce.

Zhang Feng, holding a chicken leg bone in his right hand, stabbed it into someone's eye with a 'puchi'.

At the same time, the table was overturned, blocking the view of the surrounding supervisors.

Zhang Feng's figure was like a ghost; he lowered and advanced, taking out two long knives from the waists of the two people on the right.

Clang—

The blade light reflected brightly in the early morning sun in the distance.

The fellow workers not far away only saw that after the table was overturned, Zhang Feng's figure disappeared.

Then, after the table fell down three seconds later, the supervisors' shouts of killing and roars, which lasted for only a few seconds, came to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Feng, holding dual knives, walked out from between the corpses and entered the room next door.

The night shift supervisors were still sleeping there.

A moment later.

Zhang Feng walked out, came to the table that hadn't been overturned, kicked away the corpse, threw down the blood-stained dual knives, sat on the table, picked up a whole roasted chicken, and ate it heartily.

He then gulped down a jar of wine.

Full of food and drink.

Zhang Feng wiped his greasy mouth and looked at the fellow workers who had not dared to speak from beginning to end in the distance.

"The brothers who were hanged down the mountain."

Zhang Feng pointed to the hung heads and dried corpses in the distance, "Find some cloth and a cool place to hide them.

After you're done, don't delay, leave directly, leave this place directly.

As for the magistrate, my friends, don't worry, I will kill their entire family clean today.

After that.

The jianghu road is long, we will meet again."

With that said, Zhang Feng picked up the dual knives he had thrown down and left the mountain in an instant, taking strides of over ten meters at a time.