There's something wrong with me

Chapter 95++Time (5.8)

[Main Quest Reward: 200 Adventure Experience]

[Adventure Level: 3 (400/800)]

[Non-mainline reward: 200 Honor]

Honor Level: 3 (400/800)

[Note 1: The next world is (3+) Adventure World]

【Note 2: Relaxation is necessary during adventure】

[Note 3: You have more time to sort out your gains. Please cherish this time and be better prepared to embrace new adventures in life.]

【Note 4: + time】

[Countdown to the next world: 2400:00:00]

……

Home.

'2400? '

Zhang Feng paused for a moment, then instantly calculated that it was 100 days.

'So long?'

Zhang Feng pondered for a while and suddenly felt a little relaxed.

Well, what else is there to say? Let’s get some sleep first.

Although the pressure in the previous world was not great, the doomsday atmosphere was too depressing.

In addition, as the leader, I do have mental pressure, but I am the leader and the spiritual pillar of everyone, so I certainly cannot tell others about this.

I can only bear it silently by myself.

Finally, the military showed up and the pressure eased.

Now, time is added and then relaxed.

Zhang Feng just wanted to sleep, and even felt that the demons in his heart had eased a little.

……

the next day.

Zhang Feng woke up early in the morning.

Eat some dried medicine and fry two large pieces of beef.

Take the medicine with a blank expression first.

After eating, rinse your mouth.

Then eat steak happily.

After eating, Zhang Feng put a grape on the table into his mouth while practicing the new eight-step method to chase away cicadas.

Constitution +2.3, which is the double happiness within the final enhancement.

"I feel like these items alone can improve my physical fitness."

Zhang Feng chewed the sour grapes for a few times, then looked back at his phone.

Open the chat software.

Zhang Feng was idle anyway, so he sent a message to the owner (How was it? How many people came? When was the specific meeting?)

Because it’s time to relax.

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry at all. He practiced martial arts in the room while waiting for information.

It's seven in the morning, still early.

And when the time came to half past seven.

Jingle Bell-

The owner of the museum called.

Zhang Feng answered the call.

"Master Zhang..." The owner seemed to be a little hungover, and even his tongue was a little tied.

"I stayed up all night with a young man. I think... I got home at 6:30 in the morning? I woke up from vomiting and just saw... a message... My... this..."

"Hang up." Zhang Feng was overwhelmed. "Let's talk face to face. You mentioned your home address last time. I remember it."

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

"Goodbye, I'm afraid of two lives in one car." Zhang Feng casually put on a coat, "No more, we'll talk when we get there."

……

after an hour.

Zhang Feng took a taxi and arrived in front of an upscale residential area.

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

"Master Zhang!" Master Wang came over with a smile after seeing Zhang Feng get off the car.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Feng was holding some medicine to sober up.

"The owner called me." Master Wang was in good spirits. "He said you were coming, but he was afraid he'd fall asleep, so he asked me to come pick you up.

I have the key to his house."

"Just to help him sober up and have a chat, why did you disturb so many people?" Zhang Feng shook his head and asked casually, "How are the instruments in the museum?"

"The testing qualifications have been applied for, and the equipment is expected to be fully installed in about three days." Master Wang held out his hand to help Zhang Feng hold the medicine. "The secret manual hasn't been sent out yet. We'll talk about it after Doctor Wu collects 100 doses.

Then we will follow your arrangement and give each person one dose."

"Okay." Zhang Feng was not in a hurry at all, and even had the leisure to look at the scenery in the community.

Look, there is a puppy in front, and a half-grown teenager is running around with it. It’s quite fun.

Zhang Feng had been concentrating on practicing martial arts before, and he had never 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 when he saw Zhang Feng's unhurried attitude.

Because Zhang Feng always gave him the feeling that "if you don't finish the work today, you won't be able to live."

Although working under Zhang Feng gives a sense of security, the pressure is really great.

Thinking about the accident that happened to the owner's nephew, he didn't dare to mention it.

During the one or two months that they knew each other, Zhang Feng didn't call them, and they didn't dare to call and disturb Zhang Feng from beginning to end.

You know what that pressure is like.

But now, he felt that Zhang Feng had changed.

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

But I walked a few steps.

Master Wang thought of something and said to Zhang Feng in a troubled tone, "Master Zhang, is it okay to teach the practice of the 'Extraordinary Prescription' openly?

Because I took one recently and found that I can slowly increase my strength without the need for the Hua Jin training method.

Things like this are comparable to the 'internal energy pills' in martial arts TV dramas!

Although Master Zhang, you also said that the effect is most obvious the first time you take it, and your physical fitness will increase the most, it will gradually return to normal afterwards.

But this is too obvious!

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

"It would be better if it spreads." Zhang Feng looked at the scenery of the residential area along the way and said casually: "Then more people will make their own medicine or innovate, which is a good thing.

Now that the drug is available, I want to draw the attention of all parties and have them conduct research and analysis."

There is a three-month gap.

There is still so much knowledge that I have not fully understood and have not taken ownership of.

Zhang Feng wanted to gain knowledge while spreading this information.

See how far it can be transmitted, and it would be even better if it can be transmitted to the whole world.

"Indeed... it would be good if some interested people noticed it." Master Wang nodded thoughtfully, "If it could drive the market and get some people to start growing these herbs on a large scale, that would be even better.

Because according to the direction you mentioned, if it is really promoted, everyone will practice martial arts.

Then there must be a shortage of medicinal materials."

"Yes." Zhang Feng looked at the herbs in his hand, "Anyway, we'll just purchase some for now and take care of our own people's cultivation."

"It's already been purchased," Master Wang replied, "Based on the dosage, and taking into account the failure rate given by Doctor Wu, we should be able to produce around 2000 doses.

If one person takes one pair every ten days, it will be enough for half a year."

"Just keep it for three months." Zhang Feng concluded, "The remaining medicine can be given to some sects, such as Xingyi and Wudang, and a copy of the Huajin technique can be prepared for them."

"So... it's like branching out?" Master Wang speculated, "Let them each open their own martial arts school or something?"

"Well, not only the prescription needs to be passed on, but also the transformation power." Zhang Feng looked at the building in front of him, "Just like this building.

It may take several years or even decades for one person to build it.

It's just like when the two of us teach martial arts, no matter how hard we try, our energy is limited. We can teach hundreds or thousands of students at best, and we may not be able to discover good talents among them.

But if these things spread, maybe some good talents will stand out.

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

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

As long as the destination is not biased, then all the paths leading to it, however winding, are correct.”

……

Forty minutes later.

At the owner's home.

"Ugh~"

In the toilet, the owner was vomiting, Master Wang was patting his back and taking a sip of the medicinal soup boiled by Zhang Feng from time to time.

at the same time.

The lobby is decorated in a normal style.

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

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

'good. ’

Zhang Feng wanted to pick it up and wave it a few times, but since it was his first time visiting a friend's house, he still had to tell his friend.

At least if Zhang Feng had a knife, others would pick it up and wave it around without his permission.

Zhang Feng doesn't like it.

Putting himself in the owner's shoes, Zhang Feng felt that the museum owner probably wouldn't like it either.

Ta-ta-ta—

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

Zhang Feng thought to himself and said to the owner, "This knife is not bad."

"I was just about to find a time to send it to Master Zhang!" The owner said without hesitation, "I ordered the knife some time ago, and it was only delivered yesterday. But Master Zhang has been sorting out the secret manual with Master Wang these past two days, so I didn't dare disturb him."

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

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

Is it because I was the one who gave the knife to him?
Then you have to send them frequently in the future, including a set of knives, guns, 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 as if it were a leaf.

"It's a lie, this knife is just right." Zhang Feng said to his two friends with a very honest smile, "To be honest, it's indeed light, but it looks good.

If you really want to fight with someone, you may not have this knife with you, it is more about improvisation.

After all, you can’t go out with a knife.”

"Haha..." The owner laughed and invited Zhang Feng to sit down.

"I'll go make some tea." Master Wang often came to the owner's house, so he was familiar with the place.

"How many people are there now?" Zhang Feng put down the knife and got straight to the point. "It's those bosses."

"Twelve people, namely..." The gym owner read out their names one by one, and finally concluded: "With the current capabilities of these people, if they agree, they should be able to build martial arts gyms in two or three provinces."

"That's almost enough." Zhang Feng nodded and took the tea from Master Wang. "With a few provinces as the pillars of influence, the foundation for spread is enough."

"I still have six people I can contact." The owner pulled out his phone and said, "But you mean... you're not going to recruit any more people? You're not going to contact these few people for now?"

"As I said, a solid foundation is enough." Zhang Feng shook his head, "There's no need to waste time trying to make do with what you have.

Because trying to achieve perfection is pointless. Our fundamental goal is to influence and then inspire more people. I've talked about this with Master Wang before."

"Yes! Master Zhang said..." Master Wang sat next to the owner and briefly repeated what Zhang Feng said.

After hearing this, the museum owner was very confused. He didn't expect that Master Zhang wanted to spread it all over the world!

Although he knew from the beginning that this extraordinary transcendence across the ages was unstoppable.

But now that it is about to 'spread' out, this early stage of the impending storm still makes him very excited.

"What are the conditions for these twelve people you are looking for?"

Zhang Feng was straightforward and asked directly, "We're all friends. Don't be euphemistic. Just tell us directly what they said when you invited them to the party."

“Well…” The museum owner pondered for a few seconds, then said bluntly: “They want to see you and talk to you face to face.

I guess they want to be like Mr. Xu and the others, and pray for a 'good body worth more than money.'"

The owner of the clinic was speechless when he said this: "They believe you are a miracle doctor because Mr. Xu and others have advertised for you.

As for martial arts training, our prescriptions and energy transformation, to be honest, they don't really believe in them.

Because if I were to hear that someone could shatter bricks with the energy in their body... Master Zhang, what do you think? Is this credible?

"It sounds unscientific. Only crazy people would invest. This is normal." Zhang Feng did not deny it. "So what is the date and time you agreed on?
It would be best to find a time when they can get together and do this all at once."

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

The owner of the museum said this, and in order to prevent any misunderstanding in the future, he explained: "In fact, the original appointment was for the evening of two days later.

But the equipment installer in the martial arts hall said that the machines in our martial arts hall will be basically installed in the afternoon of two days later, or even later.

So what I thought was, two nights later, we should go to the martial arts gym first, and then arrange for the students to get the medicine and secret manuals.

Then let them go back and take the medicine to heal the qi.

While they go back to practice, we will go find those bosses. If the bosses agree, we can also go to different places to check out martial arts schools.

This way, we won’t delay either.”

After saying that, the museum owner looked at Zhang Feng quietly, waiting for Zhang Feng to make the final decision.

Zhang Feng looked at him silently, but what he was thinking was, was he really in such a hurry?
Don't want to waste even a second?
"Okay." Zhang Feng thought to himself and nodded in agreement, "It's already been arranged. It would be bad to change it.

But in the future, don’t be so crowded, because I am used to working around the clock, but you and Master Wang are not used to it.

I worked you all so hard that you became ill, and in the end I had to treat you."

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

……

The next two days.

Zhang Feng felt that he shouldn't have said that in such a grand manner.

But it's nothing.

It’s just running back and forth between the martial arts gym and the hospital.

As for the bar, let's leave it to the owner.

And in these few days.

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

Practicing in this way will not delay any progress in cultivation.

Especially in these two days.

Zhang Feng also completed the new eight-step technique of chasing the cicada.

Now Zhang Feng is learning a new martial art. The first time he completes the whole process in ten days, the second time he completes the whole process in two or three days, and thereafter it will be shortened to a few hours.

By analogy, Zhang Feng's learning speed became faster and faster.

If you just want to use the method of analogy, you have to mobilize most of the similar knowledge memory base, which will invisibly increase the inner demon value quickly.

Moreover, when Zhang Feng was bored, he calculated his inner demon value in a game format.

For example, after a day of studying, your brain will become swollen and your mental strength will increase by 0.5%. After a good night's sleep, your mental strength will decrease by another 0.4%.

By applying this knowledge to other situations in a day, you may be able to reduce 1.5% to 2% of your inner demons, which will almost quadruple your happiness.

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

For this, Zhang Feng naturally chose to search his memory bank for analogy and started to borrow the inner demon value directly.

When your inner demons are almost full, then you can start your journey of life.

This is the path Zhang Feng planned.

A bit rough though.

But Zhang Feng is also exploring the path of cultivation step by step, and this is all he can summarize for now.

And it should be suitable for your current life practice and learning plan.

Zhang Feng always feels that what suits him and makes him feel comfortable is more useful than anything else.

……

The third night.

Zhang Feng came to the martial arts gym again.

Now, it is eight o'clock at night.

Didi—

Various instruments were humming, and more than a hundred students were taking tests one after another.

"What are you doing?"

“Why are you testing us?”

"Why should I be tested if I'm healthy? I know those are hospital instruments."

At this moment, they still didn't know what the martial arts school was going to do.

I only know that the martial arts school is being renovated and equipped with new equipment, and they are not allowed to come for training.

It was not until today that the museum owner sent them group messages and they came here one after another.

Then, faced with the test, they looked bewildered.

However, Zhang Feng is standing here, and there is such a "master Zhang who can beat more than a dozen people alone" in charge.

They still believed in Zhang Feng, so they cooperated with the test.

It was like arranging an inspection at school, with people lining up to go up and down the stairs and take tests in various rooms.

"Coach Zhang, our group of ten has finished the test!"

"Master, our three-person team is ready."

"Our group has also completed the test!"

About two hours later.

All students completed the test and received their own medicine and a book on the Hua Jin technique.

Finally standing in the hall of the martial arts hall.

At the same time, they were confused and didn't know what these medicines and secret books were used for.

Zhang Feng looked at their puzzled eyes and simply pointed at the medicine in their hands.
"It contains boiled dried medicine, weighing about one jin. Take one or two liang at a time, and soak it in boiling water.

After eating, follow the method I taught you before and practice the acupuncture for at least twenty minutes to move your body around and allow the medicinal power to gradually take effect and penetrate into your body.

As for the secret book of Hua Jin, read it first to familiarize yourself with it.

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

As for now, go home and take your medicine. Don't come to the martial arts gym these days. There's no one there."

Zhang Feng will attend the party tomorrow morning. If the deal is successful, he will follow the owner's suggestion and travel to two or three provinces to take a look at places to build or renovate a martial arts school.

Furthermore, these three days will allow the medicinal effects to gradually take effect.

Once they are exposed to these outrageous changes and become familiar with the secret manual, it will be easier to teach them how to transform their energy, with less unnecessary explanations.

"Let's go back."

At this moment, Zhang Feng waved his hand and asked these students who didn't understand much to leave.

Zhang Feng did not leave, but waited for the data to come out, which were all functional knowledge.

Doorway.

"What did Coach Zhang mean by those words?"

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

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

“Are you selling medicine?” one of the students joked, livening up the atmosphere.

"Fuck you!" Zhang Feng's younger fanboy quickly retorted, "Coach Zhang sold you drugs? Who do you think you are?"

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

Young people who practice martial arts are full of energy.

"joke……"

The student who had said he was selling medicine saw many people glaring at him and immediately realized that he had made the wrong joke.

"Okay, stop messing around."

At this time, a student in his twenties said, "Coach Zhang told us to go home, so let's go home early.

Don’t forget to take your medicine.”

The student's name is Du Wutao. He was the first student to sign up and also the most diligent in practicing martial arts.

"Okay, Brother Du!"

"Big Brother, just don't worry!"

"Don't worry, 'Training Partner'!"

Many students jokingly call him "senior brother" and "sparring brother".

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

This is also because Du Wutao's family conditions are not very good. He relies entirely on working for a martial arts school to earn his student fees and living expenses.

Everyone admires him from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, the martial arts school also reduced his student fees by 95%, and provided him with meals at noon and dinner, so it was basically free.

It's just that the martial arts school was being renovated during this period, and Master Wang felt sorry for the child, so he didn't let him come, and just asked the owner to pay his salary as usual.

The owner of the museum was also a sentimental person, so he asked him to do odd jobs during this period to supplement the family income.

But at that time, when the owner said, "Go find some odd jobs first," Du Wutao was really scared and thought he was going to be fired.

"Go back early."

now.

Du Wutao really looked like the eldest senior brother. He stood at the door, watching his fellow brothers, aged 16 to 30, who were either driving, taking taxis, or walking.

"Big Brother, let's go!"

"I go first."

"Let's go! Go back and take medicine."

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

As they walked, everyone said goodbye to each other and soon left the vicinity.

After they all leave.

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 thinks riding a bike is also a form of exercise. He gave it to his younger brother not because his younger brother has to go to school far away.

"What medicine is Coach Zhang talking about?"

At this moment, he actually didn't understand these medicines, but he pulled out a plastic bag from under the bicycle seat and carefully put the medicine packet and secret manual in it.

Hang it on the handle.

He rode the bike half-sitting, trying to find the feeling of "taming a wild horse".

Although his movements were not standard, and there was no pedaling movement in the "Jiang Lie Ma" scene.

But he thinks this can be regarded as a form of fitness exercise.

"Coach Zhang said that as long as it can exercise the body, it is not in vain."

Du Wutao was very convinced by Zhang Feng.

(End of this chapter)