Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

In a short time, Lin Feng figured out the corpse's identity, abilities, experiences, and even cause of death.

Name: Wu Hao, nickname "Flying Mouse".

He's a thief.

That nickname is quite fitting.

Judging from memory, Haozi was indeed a complete thief, not only possessing superb lightness skills but also having an amazing skill in stealing.

He was a well-known lone thief in the underworld of Liangzhou and even the surrounding counties.

What surprised Lin Feng even more was that Haozi's cultivation level was the Innate Realm.

Although he is only at the early stage of the Innate Realm, the word "Innate" is enough to demonstrate his strength.

The distinction between acquired and innate qualities is the first major watershed on the path of martial arts cultivation.

Not only will its power increase significantly, but its endurance, healing speed, and even lifespan will also be greatly improved.

Entering the Innate Realm signifies a qualitative transformation, where internal energy is converted into true qi.

Lin Feng also discovered that cultivation is also a process of recognizing, converting, and purifying energy, which is similar to the path of science and technology.

No wonder they say that all things return to one.

Essentially, the development of science and technology is about discovering the periodic table, purifying the periodic table, and utilizing the periodic table.

"It seems that even innate masters cannot withstand the White Jade Token; at most, they can only last a few days longer than Gu Yu and the others."

In the end, he still died in this desolate wilderness.

The biggest gain from this trip was the top-level light-body technique that the rat relied on for survival, called "Youlong Jue". It consists of two parts: the technique itself and the light-body technique, with the light-body technique called "Youlong Bu".

He also shared some insights about breaking through to the Innate Realm.

This is not a simple lifting technique, but a complete and exquisite system of body movements.

Its core essence lies in its movements as fluid and unpredictable as a swimming dragon, coupled with astonishing straight-line burst speed.

Wu Hao can run more than 300 miles continuously within an hour by using the "Dragon Steps" at full power.

This speed would be roughly equivalent to 75 kilometers per hour in my previous life, and it wasn't on flat ground, but over mountains and valleys.

In a world where transportation relies mainly on walking and communication relies mainly on shouting, it's practically a human-shaped high-speed rail.

Lin Feng was very happy to have obtained what he wanted.

He had previously envied the mouse's unparalleled lightness skill, but in the blink of an eye, he had obtained it himself.

Of course, with his current cultivation level of the third level of the Acquired Realm, even if he fully mastered the energy transfer techniques of the "Dragon Steps," he would never be able to reach Wu Hao's level.

Unless one breaks through to the Innate Realm.

It's similar to how supercars need 98-octane gasoline.

It is at least several times stronger than Lin Feng's Flowing Water Step.

Overall, this was a very fruitful experience.

As for the cause of Wu Hao's death, Lin Feng's expression also became somewhat strange.

"Was he really bitten to death by a monster? Or did he die from poisoning?"

The final scene in the fragmented memory is filled with terror and resentment.

After obtaining the White Jade Token, Wu Hao was overjoyed and unknowingly entered the Fuhu Mountain Range.

They unexpectedly discovered a "Hundred-Star Grass" growing in a crevice of a cliff, which was hundreds of years old.

The plant is entirely emerald green, with silver spots dotting its leaves like stars in the night sky, and it emits a unique fragrance.

In Wu Hao's memory, "Hundred Star Grass" was a holy medicine for healing injuries.

Its medicinal effects increase exponentially with age.

Even a few decades-old Hundred Star Grass is already a good medicine for treating internal injuries and clearing the meridians. But a hundred-year-old Hundred Star Grass undergoes a qualitative change in medicinal power, repairing damaged dantian and reconnecting broken meridians.

Those that are hundreds of years old are rare and precious treasures that are hard to come by.

Driven by greed and relying on his superior agility, he paid no heed to anything.

Just as his fingers were about to touch the blade of grass, something unexpected happened.

A shadow as fast as black lightning shot out from an extremely hidden cave beneath the Hundred Star Grass.

It was a strange snake, as thick as an arm, but with a jet-black, shiny body, a triangular head, and scarlet eyes.

His speed was just as fast as Wu Hao's.

He felt a numbness in his wrist, as if he had been severely burned by a red-hot iron.

Looking down, I saw two tiny holes on my wrist, and the surrounding skin instantly turned black and spread upwards at a visible speed.

"Oh no! It's poisonous!" Wu Hao was terrified, his inner strength surging as he tried to force the poison out.

However, the snake venom was extremely potent, with strong paralyzing and corrosive properties, and even his innate level of internal energy could not stop it.

The intense pain, numbness, and dizziness came over me like a tidal wave.

He mustered his last strength and struck the black snake with his palm.

The black snake nimbly dodged, hissing and flicking its tongue. Its cold snake eyes stared at him, seemingly with a hint of mockery. It had already gained sentience among the demon beasts.

Immediately, right in front of Wu Hao, the black snake coiled its tail and uprooted the entire Hundred Star Grass, swallowing it whole before leisurely swimming back into the cave and disappearing into the darkness.

Wu Hao's vision went black. He was filled with anger and resentment as his consciousness was plunged into eternal darkness.

After reading this memory, Lin Feng felt deeply vigilant.

That black snake was clearly no ordinary creature; its speed and venom were terrifying, and it was also extremely intelligent, knowing how to protect the spiritual herbs. In the end, it even swallowed the Hundred Star Grass right in front of Wu Hao, which seemed like a deliberate mockery.

At the same time, Wu Hao's memories revealed that there was a large four-courtyard mansion in Liangzhou, where his wealth was hidden.

After finishing his preparations, Lin Feng, worried about encountering the black snake, decided not to linger. He used the "Dragon Step" technique, moving with ghostly speed that nearly caused him to crash into a tree.

As we walked out of the edge of the dense forest, we could see Zhao Erniu's burly figure peering nervously into the woods.

Seeing Lin Feng emerge unharmed, Zhao Erniu's eyes lit up. He quickly jumped out from behind the rock, took a few steps forward, and asked urgently in a low voice:

"Lin Feng! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Lin Feng waved his hand. "The matter is settled, let's go."

Zhao Erniu wisely refrained from asking further questions, but visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that everything is alright."

On the way back, the two no longer rushed as fast as they had on the way there.

Like ordinary travelers returning home at night, they chatted idly as they walked.

Through their conversation, Lin Feng learned more about the new city lord, Zhao Boli, from Zhao Erniu.

Zhao Boli's appointment as the city lord of Yongguan County is only temporary; his main task is to temporarily oversee the selection of martial arts candidates in Yongguan County.

Once the county's preliminary martial arts examination is over and the new permanent city lord takes office, Zhao Boli will leave.

However, Lin Feng didn't care who became the city lord; it made little difference to him.

As they walked and talked, the pale light of dawn gradually spread across the eastern horizon, tinged with a faint golden-red hue.

The city gates have been opened.

Lin Feng and Zhao Erniu successfully returned to the city.

At the fork in the road, Lin Feng stopped and said to Zhao Erniu, "Erniu, you've worked hard tonight, running around for most of the night."

"It's nothing! It's my pleasure! I'm happy to be of help, Lin Feng."

Zhao Erniu quickly waved his hand, a genuine smile on his face.

"Okay," Lin Feng patted his shoulder, "Go back and wash up properly, get some rest, and recharge your energy."

Tonight, at Wangchun Pavilion, I'll treat you to a proper meal to welcome you back.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Erniu's dark face flushed slightly, a mixture of anticipation and embarrassment in his expression: "Isn't this too extravagant?"

"It's settled then," Lin Feng said with a smile, without waiting for a reply.

Zhao Erniu scratched his head and chuckled foolishly, which was taken as tacit agreement.

The two agreed to meet that evening, then parted ways and returned to their lodgings.

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, five days have passed.

Lin Feng's life was quite regular during these five days.

During the day, he first went to several reputable large banks in the city and exchanged the ten hundred-tael gold notes he had obtained from Tuoba Ku for real gold in batches.

Lin Feng was delighted to see a thousand taels of gold.

At night, he would change into light clothes, quietly leave the city, and concentrate on practicing his newly acquired "Dragon-Wandering Steps" in the desolate and uninhabited mountain wilderness outside Yongguan County.

This practice allowed Lin Feng to truly experience the wonder of top-tier lightness skills.

The internal energy circulation path of "Dragon's Step" is complex and exquisite, and it requires a very high degree of coordination with footwork and body shape.

At the same time, according to the technique, all the acupoints on Lin Feng's feet were opened, so his internal energy circulated faster.

Just three days later, Lin Feng had completely mastered the power exertion techniques of "Dragon Step".

At the same time, the black lotus in the space began to rotate again.

Lin Feng sensed something was wrong.

According to his calculations, today should only be the 29th day.

Tomorrow will be the 30th day.

"The black lotus actually spun ahead of schedule?"

"Isn't the cooldown time for the Black Lotus a fixed thirty days?"

February is also possible?

Or does its cooling speed increase as its own strength improves?

Various guesses flashed through my mind, but none of them could be completely confirmed.

Without further hesitation, he stepped into the vortex.

The next moment, Lin Feng found that what filled his nostrils was no longer the cool, crisp air of the mountain forest at night, but a smell mixed with disinfectant and alcohol.

On the hospital bed, her golden hair was loose, revealing large expanses of snow-white skin, and she was fast asleep with her eyes closed.

It was Elizabeth Sarah, the prison doctor with a stunning figure.

Just like he did, the doors were wide open.

For Sarah, Lin Feng never left.

But for Lin Feng, he was gone for 30 days, or more precisely, 29 days.

Looking at Sarah, who was exuding exotic charm and completely unguarded, he saw her.

Lin Feng suddenly had a craving for Western food; he hadn't had it for a month.

Damn it!