Zhou Wen was slightly surprised. He had also heard the name of Sun Shooting Technique. It was an epic skill that was as famous as the Innate Invincible Divine Skill. In comparison, Sun Shooting Technique was even more precious.
After all, the requirements for practicing the Innate Invincible Magic Art are too demanding, but the Shooting Sun Technique does not have so many requirements. As long as you are willing to work hard to practice, even people with mediocre qualifications will achieve certain achievements.
Moreover, the Shooting Sun Technique is also a very aggressive vitality technique, which is more popular than the innate invincible magic technique that is mainly used to strengthen the body.
However, as far as Zhou Wen knows, Sun Shooting Technique is a unique vitality technique of a big boss in the federation. Except for the descendants of that big boss, others have no chance to get Sun Shooting Technique.
"How did dad know the Sun Shooting Technique? Most likely, he got it with the help of the An family's power, right?" Zhou Wen guessed in his mind.
Zhou Wen did not refuse the Sun Shooting Technique because of such speculation. Since Zhou Lingfeng gave it to him, Zhou Lingfeng should have paid the price even with the help of the An family. Since the price has been paid, Zhou Wen naturally has no reason to refuse. He couldn't live up to Zhou Lingfeng's wishes.
After all, growing up, apart from living expenses, Zhou Lingfeng only gave him a very limited number of things that he could count with his fingers.
"Finally, I have not forgotten my son." Zhou Wen did not go to see Shooting Sun Art immediately. He turned off the computer, pulled out the USB flash drive and put it away, preparing to eat something first.
Practicing Yuan Qi Jue is not something that happens overnight. Even if he already has a foundation of 9 points of Yuan Qi, it will be faster to practice other Yuan Qi Jue. It cannot be practiced in ten days and a half. There is no need to rush.
I opened the refrigerator and found that there was nothing left inside. Then I looked at the cardboard box in the corner of the living room, and there wasn't even a pack of instant noodles in it.
Zhou Wen hesitated for a moment, gave up the plan of ordering takeout, washed his face, changed his clothes, and prepared to go out to eat something, while also purchasing some food stock.
At eight or nine o'clock in the evening, there were very few pedestrians on the streets.
When Zhou Wen was a child, he heard his grandfather say that before the storm from another dimension came, even small cities like Guide Mansion were brightly lit in the middle of the night, but now it is rare to see such a scene.
The street lights were a little dim, which made Zhou Wen feel a little uncomfortable. His anemia seemed to be getting worse.
He consumed too much blood during this period. Fortunately, he was young enough and physically strong enough. If he were an elderly person, his own hematopoietic function would definitely not be able to supply enough blood if he were an elderly person, and problems would have arisen long ago.
"I'll go to the supermarket later to buy some brown sugar and boil some brown sugar water to drink. I hope it will be of some use." Zhou Wen murmured to himself.
He also knew that it would be of little use, and even going to the hospital to see a doctor would not be able to solve his actual problem.
If you really want to solve the problem of excessive blood loss, there is only one way to make the bloody villain in the game die less. As long as the bloody villain does not die, he does not have to waste his own blood.
"Ahem!" Zhou Wen was walking when he heard the sound of a man coughing in front of him. He looked up and saw an old man walking over with a hunched body. He lowered his head and put one hand lightly in front of his mouth. coughing.
Zhou Wen didn't pay much attention and continued to walk forward, but who knew that when the old man walked less than three meters away from him, he fell to the ground with a plop.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Zhou Wen walked over to check on the old man's condition.
The old man seemed to have nothingness. He sat on the ground and couldn't get up for a while. He said feebly: "It's okay. It's just that as people get older, they have more diseases. It's useless. Just rest for a while and you'll be fine."
"Then let me help you sit next to me." Zhou Wen saw that there was a bus stop not far away, and there were benches for passengers to rest while waiting for the bus.
The old man nodded, and Zhou Wen reached out to hold his arm and helped him sit down on the bench.
Zhou Wen habitually looked at the old man. He seemed to be seventy or eighty years old. His hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. However, judging from his thin cheeks and facial features, this old man should have been a young man when he was young. Handsome man.
Zhou Wen felt some pity in his heart. Old people of his age were considered the most tragic generation.
When the extradimensional storm descended, it caused huge chaos. Those ten years were the most chaotic and darkest period in the entire human history.
The source of this chaos is actually not the terrifying extra-dimensional creatures, but human beings themselves.
Most extradimensional creatures cannot break out of the extradimensional realm, so except for the areas originally occupied by the extradimensional realm, humans in other areas are not in much danger.
But when humans discovered that they could use dimensional crystals to become supermen, many humans who gained power exposed the darkest and most terrifying side of humanity.
In that turbulent and dark era, many terrifying demons and careerists appeared among mankind. Human beings killed each other, which can be described as rivers of blood.
At the age of the old man, he has come from the dark age. His age has exceeded the golden period of cultivation in that era, and there was not such a stable supply of education and resources as now. Most people of his age Men have never practiced much. Even if they do, their achievements are mostly very limited.
Not dying in that dark and chaotic era, but being lucky enough to live until now is not a pleasant thing.
Because humans who have been cultivating since childhood not only have strong immunity and rarely get sick, but also age more slowly and have a longer life span, which is far beyond the comparison of the elderly who came from that era.
Nowadays, when many human beings are in their forties or fifties, their appearance and condition are similar to those in their twenties and thirties.
Even if you get old in the future, you won't be as frail and sickly as the old man when you reach his age.
"Uncle, if you have nothing to do, I'll leave first." Seeing that the old man's condition was getting better, Zhou Wen was about to leave.
"Young man, we are destined to meet each other. Can you talk to me?" The old man looked at Zhou Wen with his cloudy eyes and said in a weak voice.
"I don't know how to chat." Zhou Wen said this not to reject the old man, but because he really didn't know how to chat.
"It's okay, let me ask you a few questions." The old man smiled, but immediately started coughing again.
"You ask." Zhou Wen said, standing in front of the bench.
He usually plays games and seldom communicates with others. If someone is willing to chat with him, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing.
Of course, the premise is that the old man's question will not make Zhou Wen feel too difficult to answer.
"Do you like women with big breasts or women with small breasts?" The old man asked the question, which made Zhou Wen slightly startled.
