There's something wrong with me

Chapter 95 ++ Time (5.8)

[Main Quest Reward: 200 Adventure Experience]

[Adventure Level: 3 (400 / 800)]

[Non-Main Quest Reward: 200 Honor]

[Honor Level: 3 (400 / 800)]

[Note 1: The next world is a (3+) adventure world]

[Note 2: Need to relax during the adventure]

[Note 3: You have more time to organize your gains, please cherish the organizing time, prepare more fully, and welcome a new life adventure]

[Note 4: + Time]

[Next World Countdown: 2400:00:00]

… …

Home.

'2400?'

Zhang Feng paused at first, then instantly calculated it to be 100 days.

'So long?'

Zhang Feng pondered for a while, but suddenly felt a little relaxed.

Then, what else is there to say, let's get some sleep first.

Although the pressure in the last world wasn't great, the doomsday atmosphere was too depressing.

In addition, as the leader, I had mental pressure, but because I am the leader, the spiritual pillar of everyone, I certainly couldn't tell others.

I could only bear it silently alone.

And in the end, when the military appeared, the pressure was released.

Now, with the addition of time, and another release.

Zhang Feng only wanted to sleep, and even felt that his inner demon was lighter.

… …

The next day.

Zhang Feng woke up early.

Eat some dried medicine, then fry two large pieces of beef.

First, eat the medicine expressionlessly.

After eating, rinse your mouth.

Then happily eat steak.

After eating his fill, Zhang Feng activated the meridians of the New Eight Steps Catching Cicadas while stuffing a grape into his mouth from the table.

Constitution + 2.3, is the double happiness within the final strengthening.

'It feels like just these items alone could stack up my constitution.'

Zhang Feng chewed the sour grape a few times, then turned his gaze to his phone.

Open the chat software.

Zhang Feng, being idle, sent a message to the Gym Owner (How is it? How many people are coming? What time is the specific gathering?)

Because he had plenty of time to relax.

Zhang Feng wasn't in a hurry at all, practicing his skills in the house while waiting for a reply.

It's seven in the morning now, still early.

And when the time reached half past seven.

Ding-ling-ling—

The Gym Owner called.

Zhang Feng answered the call.

"Master Zhang…" The Gym Owner sounded a bit hungover, even slurring his words a little:

"I stayed up all night with a young master, I think… I got home at six thirty in the morning? I woke up from throwing up, just saw… the message… I that… this…"

"Hang up," Zhang Feng said, his head aching. "Let's talk face to face, you mentioned your home last time, I remember the address."

"I'll pick you up!" On the other end, the Gym Owner, who was lying on the bed, immediately reached for the car keys on the bedside table when he heard that Master Zhang was coming.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of a two-for-one special," Zhang Feng casually threw on a coat. "I won't say anymore, I'll talk when I get there."

… …

An hour later.

Zhang Feng arrived in front of a high-end residential area in a taxi.

Looking again, Master Wang was standing at the gate, like a security guard.

"Master Zhang!" Master Wang smiled and came over when he saw Zhang Feng get out of the car.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Feng was carrying a few herbs in his hand, for sobering up.

"The Gym Owner called me," Master Wang was in good spirits. "He said you were coming, and he was afraid he would fall asleep, so he asked me to come and pick you up.

I have the key to his house."

"Just helping him sober up and chat, and you're alarming so many people?" Zhang Feng shook his head, and casually asked: "How are the instruments at the gym?"

"The qualification testing application has been submitted, the machines are expected to be fully installed in about three days," Master Wang reached out to help Zhang Feng carry the medicine. "The secret manuals haven't been distributed yet, we'll wait until Doctor Wu has gathered a hundred doses of medicine.

Then we'll follow your arrangement, one dose per person."

"Okay." Zhang Feng wasn't in a hurry at all, and even had the leisure to look at the scenery in the residential area.

Looking at the front, there was a puppy, a half-grown boy leading it and running around, quite fun.

Zhang Feng had been focused on practicing martial arts before, and hadn't really noticed that there were so many loving things in the world.

'Master Zhang seems to be in a good mood today?' Master Wang felt very strange seeing Zhang Feng so unhurried.

Because Zhang Feng had always given him a feeling of 'Don't even think about living if you don't finish the work today'.

Although it was very safe to work under Zhang Feng, the pressure was really great.

Thinking about the Gym Owner's nephew's accident, they didn't even dare to mention it.

And in the past month or two that everyone had known each other, Zhang Feng didn't call them, and they didn't dare to call and disturb Zhang Feng from beginning to end.

They knew what the pressure was like.

But now, he felt that Zhang Feng had changed.

'Strange…' Master Wang couldn't figure it out.

But after walking a few steps.

After Master Wang thought of something, he hesitated and said to Zhang Feng: "Master Zhang, is it okay to impart the 'Transcendent Prescription' practice method without concealment?

Because I recently took a dose and found that I can slowly increase my strength without needing the Transformation Strength practice method.

Such a thing is comparable to the 'Inner Strength Pills' in martial arts TV dramas!

Although Master Zhang, you also said that the effect of the first dose is the most obvious, the constitution increases the most, and afterwards it will slowly return to normal.

But this is too obvious!

If it spreads widely, is it a good thing?"

"It's even better if it can spread," Zhang Feng said casually, looking at the scenery of the residential area along the way. "When the time comes, it will be a good thing if more people refine the medicine themselves, or create new things.

Now that the finished medicine has come out, I want to attract the attention of all parties and let their institutions and groups research and analyze it."

There are three months of gap time.

And there is still so much knowledge that has not been fully understood and has not been incorporated into oneself.

Zhang Feng wanted to spread this matter while absorbing knowledge.

See how far it can spread, the better if it can spread all over the world.

"Indeed… it's good to be noticed by some people with ulterior motives," Master Wang nodded thoughtfully. "If it can drive the market trend and get some people to start planting these medicinal materials on a large scale, that would be even better.

Because according to the direction you said, if it is really promoted and everyone practices martial arts.

Then the medicinal materials must be in short supply."

"Yes." Zhang Feng looked at the medicinal materials in his hand, "Anyway, let's purchase some recently and take care of our own people's cultivation first."

"It's already been purchased," Master Wang replied: "According to the amount, plus the failure rate given by Doctor Wu, it should be able to brew about 2000 doses.

According to one dose every ten days per person, it should be enough for half a year."

"Keep three months' worth," Zhang Feng concluded. "The extra medicine can be given to some sects, such as Xingyi and Wudang, and a copy of the Transformation Strength technique should be prepared for them."

"Is it… branching out?" Master Wang guessed: "Let them each establish martial arts gyms or something?"

"Yes, not only the prescription must be passed on, but also the Transformation Strength," Zhang Feng looked at the buildings in front of him. "Just like this building.

If one person builds it, it may take several years, even decades.

This is like the two of us teaching martial arts, no matter how hard we try, our energy is limited, and we can only teach hundreds or thousands of students at most, and we may not be able to find good talents from them.

But if these things spread out, maybe some good talents will emerge on their own.

When the time comes, we can try to invite them over and do some data testing.

Our ultimate goal is to practice martial arts with big data.

As long as the destination is not deviated, then all roads leading to the destination, even if they are tortuous, are correct."

… …

Forty minutes later.

At the Gym Owner's home.

"Ugh ~"

In the bathroom, the Gym Owner was throwing up, Master Wang was patting his back, and occasionally pouring a mouthful of the medicinal soup that Zhang Feng had brewed.

At the same time.

In the normally decorated living room.

Zhang Feng was looking at a Miao saber on the table.

The blade was four feet and one inch long, the handle was one foot and two inches long, the thickness was moderate, and it was made of composite metal. It reflected a cold and sharp light under the incandescent lamp, which was very eye-catching.

'Not bad.'

Zhang Feng wanted to pick it up and wave it a few times, but after all, it was the first time coming to a friend's house, so he still had to tell his friend.

At least if Zhang Feng had a knife, he wouldn't like it if someone picked it up and waved it around without his permission.

Putting himself in his shoes, Zhang Feng felt that the Gym Owner probably wouldn't like it either.

Ta Ta—

After about half a minute, the Gym Owner came out of the toilet, feeling refreshed.

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Feng also said to the Gym Owner: "This knife is good."

"I was just about to find some time to give it to Master Zhang!" The Gym Owner said without thinking: "I ordered the knife a while ago, it was only sent over yesterday, but Master Zhang was organizing the secret manuals with Master Wang these past two days, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

"Thank you." What else could Zhang Feng say? He didn't decline, and directly picked up the knife and waved it twice.

"Is it handy?" the Gym Owner asked, and also noticed that Master Zhang seemed to be in a good mood?

Could it be because he gave him a knife?

Then he would have to give him gifts often in the future, a whole set of knives, spears, sticks, and clubs.

"It must be light," Master Wang knew that the knife was too light when he saw Zhang Feng playing with the long knife like he was playing with a leaf.

"False, this knife is just right," Zhang Feng smiled very honestly when facing his two friends: "Truthfully, it is indeed light, but it looks good.

If you really want to fight someone, you may not have this knife by your side, it's more about improvising.

After all, you can't bring a knife with you when you go out."

"Haha…" The Gym Owner laughed and invited Zhang Feng to sit down.

"I'll make tea," Master Wang often came to the Gym Owner's house, so he was familiar with the routine.

"How many people are there now?" Zhang Feng put down the knife and got straight to the point, "I mean those bosses."

"Twelve people, namely…" The Gym Owner listed the names one by one, and finally concluded: "With the energy of these people at present, if they agree, they should be able to build martial arts gyms in two to three provinces."

"That's about enough," Zhang Feng nodded, took the tea that Master Wang handed over, "Taking a few provinces as the pillar of influence and spreading out, the foundation of this spread is enough."

"I can contact six more people," the Gym Owner took out his phone and said: "But your meaning is… to not pull in any more people? Should I not contact these people for now?"

"It's still that sentence, it's enough if the foundation is enough," Zhang Feng shook his head, "There's no need to waste any more time, trying to make up a perfect number.

Because making up that perfect number is useless.

Our fundamental purpose is to influence, and then drive more people, I said this to Master Wang before."

"Right! Master Zhang said…" Master Wang sat next to the Gym Owner, and then simply repeated what Zhang Feng said.

The curator was very confused after hearing this, never expecting that Master Zhang wanted to spread it all over the world!

Although he knew from the beginning that this kind of era-defining transcendence was unstoppable.

But now that it was about to 'spread' out, the approaching storm made him very excited.

"What are the conditions of these twelve people you found?"

Zhang Feng spoke straightforwardly, directly asking: "They're all friends, don't say anything euphemistic, just explain directly what they said when you invited them to the gathering."

"This…" The curator pondered for a few seconds, then said bluntly: "They want to see you and talk to you in person.

I guess they want to ask for a 'good health is hard to come by,' just like CEO Xu and the others."

The curator said this, and then said speechlessly: "They believe you are a divine doctor, because CEO Xu and the others have advertised for you.

As for the matter of practicing martial arts, as well as our prescriptions and Transforming Strength, to be honest, they don't really believe it.

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Because if it were me, if I heard that someone could shatter bricks with the Qi in their body… Master Zhang, what do you think? Is that credible?"

"It sounds unscientific, only a lunatic would invest, that's normal." Zhang Feng did not deny, "So what day and time did you agree on?

It's best to find a time when they can gather together and get this done in one go."

"Three days later." The curator opened the memo on his phone and showed it to Zhang Feng, "Ten o'clock in the morning, still at that private club."

The curator said this, and to prevent future misunderstandings, he explained: "Actually, it was originally scheduled for the evening two days later.

But the installers in the martial arts hall said that the machines in our martial arts hall would be basically installed by the afternoon, or a little later, two days later.

So what I was thinking was that on the evening two days later, we would first go to the martial arts hall, and then arrange for the students to receive the medicine and secret manuals.

After that, let them go back and take the Transforming Strength medicine first.

While they go back to practice, we'll go find those CEOs. If the CEOs agree, we can also go to various places to take a look at the martial arts halls.

That way, we won't delay anything."

After speaking, the curator quietly looked at Zhang Feng, waiting for Zhang Feng to make a decision.

Zhang Feng silently looked at him, but what he was thinking was, was he originally in such a hurry?

So eager that he couldn't waste a second?

"Okay." Zhang Feng thought, and still nodded in agreement, "It's already arranged, it's not good to change it again.

But in the future, don't squeeze things so tightly, because I'm used to running non-stop, but you and Master Wang aren't.

If you exhaust yourselves, I'll still have to treat you."

Zhang Feng picked up his teacup, "After you finish this cup of tea, take a nap, I'll take care of the rest."

…

The next two days.

Zhang Feng felt that he shouldn't have said it so grandly.

But it's nothing.

It's just running back and forth between the martial arts hall and the hospital.

As for the drinking parties, let the curator handle it.

And in these few days.

Zhang Feng also didn't take a taxi, just practiced while walking.

Practicing like this didn't delay any cultivation progress.

Especially in these two days.

Zhang Feng also fully unlocked the New Eight Steps Cicada Catching.

Now, when Zhang Feng learns new martial arts, he unlocks everything in ten days for the first time, unlocks everything in two or three days for the second time, and then shortens it to a few hours.

Drawing inferences from each other makes Zhang Feng's learning speed faster and faster.

It's just that to use drawing inferences from each other, you need to mobilize most of the knowledge memory bank, which will invisibly and quickly increase the Heart Demon Value.

Moreover, when Zhang Feng was bored, he also calculated his Heart Demon Value in a game format.

For example, studying normally for a day, after your brain gets swollen, will increase 0.5% Heart Demon, and then after a sleep, it will decrease by 0.4%.

Drawing inferences from each other for a day may directly pull it to 1.5% ~ 2% of Heart Demon, almost becoming four times the happiness.

But the learning speed is increased by more than ten times, which is more than ten times the happiness.

For this, Zhang Feng naturally chose to rummage through the memory bank to draw inferences from each other, and directly started to loan Heart Demon Value.

When the Heart Demon is almost full, then go on a life journey.

This is the path Zhang Feng has planned.

Although it's a bit rough.

But Zhang Feng is also exploring the path of cultivation step by step, and can only summarize so much at present.

And it is suitable for his current life cultivation and learning plan.

Zhang Feng always felt that being suitable for himself and making himself comfortable is more useful than anything else.

…

The third night.

Zhang Feng came to the martial arts hall again.

Now, it's eight o'clock at night.

Beep—

Various instruments are ringing, and more than a hundred students are being tested one by one.

"What is this for?"

"Why do you want us to test?"

"My body is fine, why do I need to test? I know those are hospital instruments."

At this moment, they still don't know what the martial arts hall is going to do.

They only know that the martial arts hall has been renovating and adding instruments for a while, and has not let them come to train.

It wasn't until today that the curator sent them group messages, and they came here one after another.

Then, facing the test, they looked blank.

However, with Zhang Feng standing here, with such a 'Master Zhang, a great expert who can fight more than a dozen people,' sitting here.

They still trust Zhang Feng very much, so they are very cooperative in the test.

It's like the school arranging inspections, lining up to go up and down the stairs, and going to various rooms for testing.

"Coach Zhang, our group of ten has finished testing!"

"Curator, our group of three has also finished!"

"Our group has also finished testing!"

About two hours later.

All the students have completed the test and received their medicine and a Transforming Strength cultivation method.

Finally, standing in the hall of the martial arts hall.

At the same time, they were confused again, not knowing what these medicines and secret manuals were for.

Zhang Feng looked at their puzzled eyes, just simply pointed to the medicine in their hands,

"Inside is the boiled medicine, about half a kilogram, take fifty grams at a time, soak it in boiling water.

After eating, follow the stances I taught you in the past, stand for at least twenty minutes, move your body to open it up, and let the medicinal power gradually exert itself and penetrate into the body.

As for the Transforming Strength secret manual, read it and get familiar with it first.

After you finish eating three days' worth of medicine, come to the martial arts hall, and I will teach you.

As for now, go home and take your medicine, you don't need to come to the martial arts hall these days, there's no one in the hall."

Tomorrow morning, Zhang Feng will go to the gathering. If the negotiation is successful, then follow the curator's method, run around two or three provinces, and roughly look at the places to build or renovate the martial arts halls.

Moreover, these three days are also for their medicinal power to gradually exert itself.

After they have been exposed to these outrageous changes and are familiar with the secret manuals, it will be easier to teach them Transforming Strength at that time, and there will be much less useless explanation.

"Go back."

At this moment, Zhang Feng waved his hand and let these students who didn't understand very well leave.

Zhang Feng didn't leave, waiting for the data to come out, those were all knowledge of body functions.

At the door.

"What did Coach Zhang mean by those words?"

The students who came out of the martial arts hall were still very confused.

"I don't know either." Someone looked at the medicine and then looked at the martial arts hall behind him, "But it's all foggy, there must be something big going on."

"Could it be selling medicine?" A student joked, livening up the atmosphere.

"Go to hell!" Soon a little fanboy of Zhang Feng retorted: "Coach Zhang selling you medicine? Who do you think you are?"

"That's right!" Someone glared at him too.

Young people who practice martial arts are all full of energy.

"Just kidding…"

The student who said selling medicine before, seeing so many people glaring at him, realized that he had made the wrong joke.

"Okay, don't mess around."

At this time, a student in his twenties said: "Coach Zhang asked us to go home, so go home early.

Don't forget to take the medicine."

This student's name is Du Wutao, he was the first student to sign up and the most diligent in practicing martial arts.

"Okay, Brother Du!"

"'Sparring Brother,' rest assured!"

Many students jokingly call him 'Senior Brother' and 'Sparring Brother.'

Because Du Wutao is not only the best fighter among them, but also a sparring partner and student in the martial arts hall.

This is also because Du Wutao's family conditions are not very good. He completely relies on working for the martial arts hall to earn tuition and living expenses for himself.

Everyone admires him from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, the martial arts hall also reduced his tuition by 95%, plus free lunch and dinner, which is basically a freebie.

It's just that the martial arts hall has been renovating during this period, and Master Wang felt sorry for this child, so he didn't let him come, only letting the curator pay his salary as usual.

The curator is also a sentimental person, and also let him do some odd jobs during this period, which is considered a subsidy for the family.

But at that time, when the curator said 'You go do some odd jobs first,' it really scared Du Wutao, thinking he was going to be fired.

"Go back early."

Nowadays.

Du Wutao really has the appearance of a senior brother, standing at the door, watching the junior brothers, aged 16 ~ 30, either drive, take a taxi, or walk.

"Senior Brother, we're leaving!"

"I'm leaving first."

"Go! Go home and take your medicine."

"Lao Heng, contact me when you have time."

Everyone walked and said goodbye to each other, and soon left from the vicinity.

After they all left.

Du Wutao walked to the corner of the martial arts hall and pushed out his bicycle.

In fact, he has a small electric car, but he feels that riding a bicycle is also a kind of exercise. If it wasn't because his younger brother went to school relatively far, he would have given it to his younger brother.

'What is the medicine Coach Zhang said?'

And at this moment, he actually doesn't understand these medicines, but he also took out a plastic bag from under the bicycle seat and carefully put the medicine bag and secret manual in it.

Hanging on the handlebars.

He half-seated and rode the bicycle, while trying to find the feeling of 'Descending Fierce Steed.'

Although his movements are not standard, and even the Descending Fierce Steed doesn't have the action of pedaling a bicycle.

But he thinks this can be used as a kind of fitness exercise.

'Coach Zhang said that as long as you can exercise your body, it's not useless work.'

Du Wutao trusts Zhang Feng very much.