There's something wrong with me

The shock Zhang Feng brought them was beyond description.

They now deeply understood that witnessing the birth of a new era firsthand could not be expressed in simple words.

"Just follow the recipe and keep brewing," Zhang Feng said, his hand trembling slightly with pain, though unnoticeable to ordinary people.

"There are still some things about the practice of Transforming Force (Huajin)."

"Once the equipment is set up, select a hundred students to receive the prescription and the cultivation method first."

Zhang Feng looked at Master Wang, "I have already compiled the cultivation methods for martial arts and Transforming Force. I'll trouble Master Wang to make copies when the time comes."

"Okay…" Master Wang now looked at Zhang Feng as if he were a deity, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Zhang Feng ignored him and turned to the excited head of the martial arts school, "Could you find some more bosses, and then have those bosses find even more bosses?

What I'm thinking is, could we invest a lot of money to open martial arts schools nationwide?

And make the scale even larger."

Initially, Zhang Feng didn't have this idea, but after the trip to the Transforming Force world for thirty years, and with the emergence of this 'complete and perfectly replicable Transforming Force,' Zhang Feng's thoughts changed.

Of course, this would inevitably involve contact with the authorities.

But so be it. With my physique nearing 50, and my strength increasing further after returning from the next world, it doesn't matter.

If the next world doesn't involve me, that's even better. I'll be even stronger.

Then there won't be so much nonsense.

I just want to build martial arts schools, just want to practice martial arts with big data.

"When building these martial arts schools, or taking over a shop and renovating it, remember to separate out a data room and a discussion room…"

Zhang Feng thought of the martial arts school and didn't forget these high-end room configurations.

"Okay…" After hearing Zhang Feng say a long list of names, the head of the martial arts school, afraid of not remembering them all, took out his phone to make notes.

"That's it for the room facilities in the martial arts school for now," Zhang Feng said, finally looking at the equally excited Doctor Wu and others.

"The matter of the prescription is left to everyone at the hospital."

"Don't worry, Teacher Zhang!"

"Right! Leave it to us!"

Doctor Wu and the others were very excited, considering it an honor to join the 'New Era Project.'

"You can also cooperate with other hospitals to refine it together," Zhang Feng instructed, "The more finished medicine we have, the better.

Besides our hospital, as long as their medicinal effects reach the standard, we'll buy it.

Even if the refining fails, we'll provide subsidies."

As Zhang Feng said this, he looked at the head of the martial arts school, "Head, find some business people to be responsible for the medicine refining matters of the other hospitals.

Otherwise, it would be too much pressure on Doctor Wu if everything is on his shoulders."

… …

That night, Master Wang and Zhang Feng returned to the martial arts school together to start printing and copying various martial arts materials.

Doctor Wu and the others seized the time to re-familiarize themselves with the medicinal materials, and also had some of the less busy doctors and nurses come to learn.

This way, when other hospitals join the medicine refining plan in the future, at least they can send a few 'master medicine refiners' to provide technical guidance.

As for the head of the martial arts school.

For the next two days, his hands were numb from making phone calls and his head was dizzy from drinking, constantly socializing and socializing, preparing to put together a super-rich gathering for Zhang Feng.

And Zhang Feng, after printing out all the materials in these two days, went home to rest.

Because he was too tired.

Summarizing a hundred years of Transforming Force and martial arts, as well as visualization, in two days.

Zhang Feng could be said to have experienced a brain storm of a century of memories.

But after thinking about it this way, he also had a feeling of 'understanding the old to think about the new, and thinking about the new to think about the use.'

Some minor shortcomings in the foundation were also eliminated invisibly in this brainstorming.

Similarly, if it weren't for too many memories that could easily become jumbled, Zhang Feng felt that he could often go back and forth to sort through his memories, reviewing the old to learn the new.

But precisely when he thought of inner demons.

Zhang Feng missed the 'carefree reincarnation driver world.'

Good profession, good scenery, a relaxing journey on the ordinary path.

Thinking of this.

Zhang Feng put on his Walkman, played "The Ordinary Road," and prepared to go out for a night run.

… …

(I once crossed mountains and seas…)

In the evening, he went home early.

Zhang Feng hummed a song while relaxing, then washed up and lay in bed, happily looking at the countdown.

… …

… …

"Wake up… wake up quickly…"

'Am I starting with being unconscious?'

Zhang Feng opened his eyes after hearing the call, sat up, and as far as his eyes could see, there were collapsed shelves everywhere, scattered food, and ubiquitous dark blood.

A strong smell of rotten meat and blood permeated the air.

Zhang Feng was used to the sudden world switch, so he quickly looked around to first determine if there was any danger.

"Are you okay?" The young man, who hadn't washed up in a long time, looked at the equally unkempt Zhang Feng, "How long have you been here? Is there anything left to eat here?"

"Yes," Zhang Feng replied according to his memory, and pointed to the collapsed shelves in front of the supermarket.

At this time, it was daytime outside, but several shelves were blocking the door.

Looking outside through the gaps, there were overturned cars on the street, bones that appeared to be human, and large patches of blood.

In addition, there were new scratch marks on the tiles at the door. The foam scraped from the tiles was very new and natural, without traces of being touched by many people.

Zhang Feng used his criminal police instinct to deduce that the young man must have passed by from outside, then moved the shelves and squeezed in, causing the marks.

"I'll go find something to eat first," the young man glanced around, said casually, and then ignored Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng walked back a bit, came to the corner of the supermarket, and began to recall.

As the memories flashed by one by one.

First of all, Zhang Feng knew that he was a senior in college.

And the reason why this world looked a bit strange.

Specifically, half a month ago, a strange 'evil wind' howled, and then after a burst of noise, it became a zombie-infested biohazard crisis.

The powerful matching ability allowed Zhang Feng to understand the origin of the disaster and the current world background in less than a few seconds.

'This isn't crossing the sea, it's crossing a tide of corpses.'

Thinking, Zhang Feng saw that the young man wasn't paying attention to him, so he continued to look at the text in his field of vision.

[Resurrection: 3]

[Adventure Level: 3]

[Adventure Type: Special, World Line Regression]

[Main Mission: Survive 6 months]

[Non-Essential Main Mission: Survive 7 months]

[Identity: Survivor]

[Maximum Enhancement Times This Time: 10 (Maximum Limit Calculated)]

[For Every Day You Survive, You Will Receive One Enhancement Choice]

[Special Note (This Note Can Be Hidden): After completing the main mission, Bone Structure + 0.5, effect from the 'Heroic' entry]

… …

'10 enhancements, not bad.'

While thinking, Zhang Feng used a method of channeling energy like detection to start checking his body.

Only after checking can he better choose the required enhancements.

But with this movement.

Zhang Feng felt that his shoulders were a little sore and his arms were a little uncomfortable.

'Before I possessed this body, I must have fainted and fallen and injured myself.

But thinking about it, it makes sense.

In my memory, I've been running around for days, surviving under extremely high pressure, and struggling to avoid zombies and find food.

It's already very good that a college student like me can survive until now.

But the rest is up to me.'

After Zhang Feng judged his injuries, he looked at his physique.

[Physique: 9.8]

[Bone Structure: 2.1]

[Martial Arts: 1.9]

'Less than 10? That's right, even if there is a training effect in the process of escape, you still have to eat well, otherwise the physique will not go up.'

Zhang Feng's mind flashed, and he looked at the first enhancement.

[1: Vigorous]

[2: Growing Physique]

[3: Survivor]

Glancing at it, Zhang Feng first looked at 1.

[Vigorous: Rare, Rare, Doomsday]

[Effect 1: Physique + 1.9 (Lasts 10 days)]

[Effect 2: Reaction Speed - 30% (Reaction Speed '0' invalid)]

[Effect 3: Vision Correction to 1.5]

'Is this an early stage attribute?'

Zhang Feng saw this 'duration' enhancement for the first time.

Taking this directly is a significant increase.

But as Zhang Feng looked at his hands, after about ten seconds, the temperature gradually increased, and his hands succeeded in opening spiritual connections.

'Huff huff' The nearby meridians also began to pulsate.

This is not very useful.

'This kind of early stage attribute should be some kind of combat power compensation.'

Although Zhang Feng didn't choose it, he was carefully observing and judging the text mechanism.

'For example, if I didn't practice hard in the previous world, but played around randomly, then taking this enhancement would be pretty good.

Of course, the premise of all this is that I have to practice some while playing around randomly.

Otherwise, with ordinary physique and fighting skills, taking this is probably just delivering food.

But I have to say, this kind of compensation enhancement is very good.

In the future, even if I slack off in a world, go to relax and cultivate my mind, and delay some progress, then this enhancement can directly make up for my combat power gap.

However, cultivating the mind is not slacking off.

Cultivating the mind increases my upper limit of combat power, as well as invisible combat power, such as the ever-changing power of strength and character matching, which are all the results of cultivating the mind.

Sometimes, these are the great increases in immediate combat power, and are truly enhancement choices that belong to me personally.'

Zhang Feng looked at his hands, 'My mind allows me to match from the beginning, and after matching, I can directly open meridians, open spiritual connections, and have ever-changing strength.

If this is an enhancement, I estimate it would have to be two epics or higher, and it would be the kind given extra, not occupying enhancement times.'

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, and then looked at option 2.

Growing Physique, Physique + 2 for every month you survive.

7 months, 14 points, not much.

Skipping it for now, Zhang Feng looked at 3.

[Survivor: Rare, Rare, Doomsday]

[Effect 1: Physique + 0.5, Bone Structure + 0.2, Martial Arts + 0.2]

[Effect 2: Physique + 0.5, Bone Structure + 0.3, Martial Arts + 0.3 for every month you survive]

[Effect 3: After surviving 6 months, receive an additional rare enhancement choice]

'Rare choice?'

Zhang Feng fell into thought, and looked at the physique and martial arts in 'Survivor', and began to compare it with the first option.

First of all.

In terms of combat power, this is not as good as '1, Vigorous', after all, although 1's physique is not much, the various values are given well, and it can completely form a certain combat power in the early stage.

It's just that, looking at the fancy addition, it doesn't seem to be very much?

And 3 here has bone structure and martial arts.

In addition, with my knowledge reserves, once the meridians and spiritual connections are all ready, combat power can be directly formed.

The importance of knowledge is reflected at this moment, perfectly superimposing some growth options.

Allowing myself to obtain some decent extra rewards.

Zhang Feng chose 3, betting on an extra rare enhancement.

Choice made.

Zhang Feng then looked at the second enhancement.

[1: A Qi Cultivation Pill]

[2: Physique +1]

[3: Martial Arts +0.4]

'Qi Cultivation Pill?'

Zhang Feng didn't expect this to appear, but considering the previous appearance of the Rock Fruit, it seemed quite normal.

Choose 3, directly raising the limit, increasing martial arts training speed.

Then look at the third enhancement.

[1: Reaction Speed -0.009]

[2: Twenty 100-gram pieces of bread]

[3: Natural Talent +0.3]

Choose 3.

As long as you have strength, there's food everywhere.

Besides, there are some things on the shelves next to me.

That young man was also searching on one side, gathering things over.

It seems that food is not too scarce at the moment.

But medicine for martial arts training is probably going to be tough.

I don't know if the medicinal materials in this world are different from reality.

If there is a big difference, then even if I find a pharmacy, I won't have much time to research the Transforming Force medicinal formula.

However, if there are conditions, learning some knowledge is still possible.

Zhang Feng thought, got up and took a can of beef from the shelf.

Just released this year, 2011.

Rustle—

Zhang Feng tore it open and ate it, and after a few bites, looked at the other meridians of his body again, continuing to open spirits and resonate.

… …

"That's about it."

A dozen minutes later.

The young man seemed to have swept away the inventory in the supermarket and placed it next to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng looked at it, enough for a normal adult to eat for about three days.

At the same time, Zhang Feng also felt that people like the young man were quite rare in the apocalypse.

If it were some other people, they might not wake themselves up, but take everything away.

Even worse.

I might have become food.

At least if it were Little Tiger, Wang Snake, and those great villains.

Under the pressure of life and death, it's almost certain.

'I miss Brother Wang Snake.'

Zhang Feng felt a little emotional, feeling that Brother Wang Snake and the others should like the unrestrained apocalypse, running on the side roads in the tide of corpses.

"What's your name?"

At this time, the young man sat opposite Zhang Feng and handed Zhang Feng a bottle of water, "My name is Mao Yasheng, friends call me Asheng.

I also have a nickname, Shengzi. Shengzi is what my dad likes to call me, asking me to give birth to a son, hahaha."

Asheng said with a slightly nostalgic smile, while opening a bag of food.

'His spirit is wrong.' Zhang Feng saw his eyes a little dazed, but knew that he had psychological problems.

After all, it's the end of the world, how can he laugh so happily?

This is probably something wrong.

However, it's not very big, at most it's a bit neurotic, or careless?

"Zhang Feng." Zhang Feng didn't care, and picked up a bag of biscuits to eat, "You can just call me Zhang Feng."

"Then I'll call you Zhang." Asheng nodded, and then said seriously: "Zhang, I plucked up the courage to come out of my house today, you are the first person I have met.

Can we talk for a while longer?"

"Okay." Zhang Feng resonated while eating, "Let's talk about eating first.

Look here."

Zhang Feng had never dealt with lunatics, but he also said seriously: "First of all, these things are enough to eat for two or three days, but this supermarket is not safe, so we have to find a safe place.

Do you know anything about this place?"

"Where to go?" Asheng had no idea at all, "I think it's very safe here, I just want to be here."

"It's useless, the first floor is not safe." Zhang Feng ignored his words, just asked questions, "Are there any big shopping malls nearby?"

Shopping malls have floors, and there might be a lot of food.

It's impossible for someone to empty the entire shopping mall in just one month since the end of the world.

It's just that Zhang Feng searched his memory, but found that he had just arrived in this city for an internship, and he didn't know anything about the geographical location.

So I can only ask him.

"Five or six miles away?" Asheng knew, and pointed to the right, "Go out from here and you'll be there after three streets."

"Okay." Zhang Feng finished eating the biscuits and then ate a sausage, "It's morning now, let's touch over there directly while it's still bright."

"Yeah." Asheng nodded, just said he didn't want to leave, now he wants to leave again.

"Then get ready to go."

Zhang Feng got up, looked around, and picked up two stainless steel long-bladed kitchen knives, which were very handy.

This supermarket only has this weapon, and the rest of the fire axes and fire extinguishers have been taken away.

But the shelves are spliced ​​together, one inch long, one inch strong, it can be taken down, but it is not as smooth as a knife.

Zhang Feng tried them all and chose to hold double knives and carry a shelf beam, one meter two.

Asheng didn't take anything, just stood there watery, staring blankly at the fully armed Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng pointed to the food, "There's a bag over there, you pack it up and carry it."

"Okay." Asheng looked for packaging things, but stopped while packing.

His eyes just looked straight at a sausage.

Zhang Feng felt strange, looked at him, and then looked at the sausage, but didn't see anything strange.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Feng asked.

He didn't speak, just looked at the sausage.

Then after about ten seconds, he started packing things very naturally again.

Zhang Feng thought for a while, and looked at his numb and natural self, 'I thought he was a bit neurotic at first, but now I can be sure that he should have been stimulated by something, and he is crazy.

Damn it, this damn apocalypse.'

Zhang Feng thought in his heart, patted Asheng on the shoulder, "Asheng, after you go out, stick close to me.

No matter what happens, don't leave my surroundings.

If you want to run, I will tell you in advance."

"Okay." Asheng carried the bag and followed Zhang Feng very obediently, but after taking two steps, he suddenly said: "My mother ate my father, I locked my mother at home, I don't want to go home, can we not go home."

Zhang Feng paused, then picked up the knife and went out, "Let's go, go to the mall to find something to eat."

"Okay!" Asheng was very happy.

Left the supermarket.

Zhang Feng looked up at the sky.

The sun is still rising damn it.

"Stick close to me."

Zhang Feng looked around, car accidents, electric cars, and automatic cars were everywhere on the streets before and after.

Skeletons, black blood, broken glass, mixed with dust all over the street.

Also a hundred meters away behind.

There were a few zombies wandering around in tattered clothes, their flesh a little dry, as if they had been exposed to the sun.

I don't know if these things will die if they are exposed to the sun for a long time.

If there is nothing to eat, will they starve to death.

Zhang Feng observed for a few seconds, and saw that their movements were not slow, and even their physical fitness seemed to be higher than normal people.

Also, the third-level world.

Zhang Feng looked at it, but didn't go over to say hello to them.

Now my physique is not high, and if I alarm more zombies, a tide of corpses will appear.

That would be a waste of resurrection opportunities.

It's just at this time.

Zhang Feng suddenly saw a few shadows reflected on the ground at the corner more than twenty meters ahead.

"Go back first."

Zhang Feng pulled Asheng and returned to the supermarket again without thinking, so as not to be surrounded before and after.

Swish—

At the same time, after Zhang Feng went back, he also quietly placed the shelves on the ground again, blocking the door.

After finishing, Zhang Feng pulled Asheng to the corner.

While waiting.

Zhang Feng saw the shadows gradually reflected in front of the door, and three pairs of legs.

Tighten the double knives.

Zhang Feng was going to stick to the wall and slowly approach the door.

It's just as the 'figure' bent over and came in.

Zhang Feng saw that they were people.

And at this time, when they saw Zhang Feng and Asheng in the supermarket, they were startled.

"Damn it!"

"Damn you little bastard, you scared me to death!"

"Damn! What are you hiding there for?"

The three of them were holding fire axes, machetes, and steel pipes respectively.

The leading man had a deflated backpack on his back.

After they recovered from the shock.

The leading man looked at the young Zhang Feng and the two, then raised the fire axe in his hand and pointed it at Zhang Feng who was holding the knife,

"You two kids, take out all the food! Don't force me to do it!"

"Quick!" The other two also raised their weapons and approached step by step.

The three of them were very careful, because Zhang Feng was holding a knife.

If there was no knife, it would be another matter.

"Put down the knife!" The leading man got closer and closer to Zhang Feng, "I'll count to three, you throw things over yourself, and put down the knife, otherwise don't blame me for being cruel!"

"What the hell were you muttering just now?" Another person also stretched out the steel pipe, always facing Zhang Feng.

Another person took two steps closer, and then slowly bypassed the shelf, trying to attack Zhang Feng from the other side.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Feng knew that the three of them must have cooperated many times in their robbery.

Although it's not very tacit, there is a sense of teamwork.

At the same time, Asheng followed Zhang Feng very obediently.

Even if the three men on the opposite side were vicious, he didn't run away.

Zhang Feng judged the distance, and didn't speak, until the big man was about two meters away from him.

Bang—

The next second.

Zhang Feng's ultra-frequency burst of speed, jumped in front of him in one step, and a knife swept across his neck, cutting off his throat and trachea!

"Uh… …"

The big man felt a chill on his neck, then covered his neck and fell down.

Zhang Feng looked at him, and then looked at the two stunned people,

"Didn't you just ask me what I said?

I just said, are you robbers? Then we are in the same business.

Now, I have sent one on the road, what do you say?"

"Brother… …I dare not… …"

"I… …I was wrong… …I shouldn't have robbed you of your things… …"

The two directly dropped their weapons and begged for mercy.

They didn't see Zhang Feng's murderous appearance just now, so how dare they fight Zhang Feng?

Zhang Feng looked at them, and raised the blade again,

"Forget it, this world is too damn absurd, I thought about it, I'd better send you three brothers to be liberated together."