"Dong dong dong..."
Three rhythmic knocks sounded from outside the door. The middle-aged man checking information at the desk raised his head and said:
"come in."
"Click..."
After the doorknob turned, a young man who stood upright and looked very military-style walked into the room. He held a document wrapped in brown paper and said solemnly:
"Report, the first round of comparison results have come out."
"Is there any problem?" The middle-aged man took the file bag and first checked the seal. After confirming that there was no problem, he opened it, took out the documents inside, and asked while flipping through it.
"There are currently no problems. The conditions in the three control groups are very stable. I don't know the specific data."
Although he said he didn't know, the young man's answer was still confident.
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "I understand, you can go back first."
"yes!"
After the young man left the office, the middle-aged man opened the document in his hand, and the title written on his head was "Observations on the comparative experimental stage of the "Golden Bell" secret book."
If it weren't for the bright steel seal on it, most people would think it was some kind of prank prop when they saw it, but the middle-aged people knew very well the importance of this document.
After noticing this document in a courier from Colombia, the Monster Countermeasures Bureau and relevant departments attached great importance to it. After special projects and discussions confirmed that there was no danger on the surface, various research and experiments were put on the agenda.
In the first round of experiments, thirty volunteers were selected for practice, and three control groups were formed. One group only practiced internal skills, one group only practiced external skills, and the other group practiced both internal and external skills. At the same time, each group was also divided into There were two groups, one with adjuvant medication and the other without.
And now, it is the first month of their practice.
During this month, in addition to allowing these volunteers to practice, the research team affiliated with the Monster Countermeasures Bureau was also not idle. Experts in traditional Chinese medicine, biology and other fields were drawn from the official talent pool to conduct a detailed study of this secret book. Analysis, but apart from confirming that external medication has relatively excellent effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, strengthening bones and regenerating muscle, the toxic and side effects are also within the scope of conventional medicine, and there is almost no gain.
At least for now, even experienced Chinese medicine practitioners who are proficient in acupuncture and massage cannot quickly identify whether there are problems with the breathing and meriding in this set of secrets.
"In the first control group, three people in the drug group felt qi, and there were no special changes except for analgesia. No one in the non-medication group felt qi."
"In the second control group, the drug group's body surface color changed slightly and its ability to resist blows was significantly increased, while the non-drug group's ability to resist blows increased slightly."
"In the third control group, all members of the drug group had a sense of qi, and their ability to resist being hit was enhanced, and their strength also increased. Their skin color would change slightly when they were lucky. One person in the non-drug group had a sense of qi, and their ability to resist being hit was slightly increased..."
Looking at the report in his hand, there was no change in the man's face. He just put it into the brown paper bag again, then picked up a pen and wrote a few lines in the notebook, then picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Old Zhang, you're calling now. Did the results come out?" As soon as the other end of the phone was connected, the other party asked first. The middle-aged man paused for a moment with his half-open mouth, and then said:
"Well, it seems there should be no problem at the moment, but that's just for now."
"Oh, according to you, someone has already developed the sense of Qi?" The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously excited, and the middle-aged man known as Lao Zhang responded affirmatively:
"There are nine people in total, six of whom belong to the third control group."
"Hiss--it is indeed a technique that is called by that weird rumor that 'any fool can practice it.' Most people who study "Bu Tian Ge" can't even understand the general outline! This thing is very useful for mathematics and astronomy. The requirements are too high, and it’s still in classical Chinese, but according to Xiao Sun’s results, this thing does have some skills... It’s funny to say that before the observatory helped to complete the technique, they optimized their algorithm first. …”
"We will discuss this kind of thing later in the meeting. The question now is, should we continue?" Lao Zhang interrupted the content on the other end of the phone that had started to go astray. The other party paused slightly and then said:
"Why not? Wasn't it already decided during the previous meeting? If there is no problem after preliminary confirmation, the name of the creator of the technique can be told to the practitioners. After all, from a certain perspective, he can be regarded as their master... "
…
"Give me five large bags and ten medium bags."
In the sixth month after traveling, and the second month after arriving in Nanshan District, Feng Xue finally stopped his daily routine of copying books and exercising, came to Xiao's shop again, and took 45 million " huge sum of money".
For a month, Feng Xue lived an extremely disciplined life - copying books, practicing swords, and recasting them. This not only allowed him to accumulate a lot of wealth, but also consumed a lot of elements.
Although he still has a lot of inventory in his element column, most of them describe a series of death conditions including [Death], and even the most commonly used [Props] and [Weapons] have been completely exhausted.
Although most of them are black balls or useless comedian props, there are still some that are useful.
"Brother, are you getting rich?" Feng Xue, who didn't wear a filter, looked at the decadent hedgehog-headed middle-aged man. For a moment, he felt a desire to take out a filter to "beautify" the world, but considering his own spirit Healthy, he still restrained this thought and smiled at the uncle:
"It's not bad. I made a little money. I plan to go to the mountains next."
"That's it..." Uncle Xiao nodded, took out a total of fifteen furoshiki out of the top five from the counter and placed them on the table. However, he did not immediately go to get the tower currency, which was more like a check than a banknote, but waited. Feng Xue inspected the goods one by one.
However, Feng Xue didn't need to go through the trouble of trying each piece of furoshiki. He could see the attributes of each piece of furoshiki just by glancing up.
After confirming that there was no problem, he packed the remaining furoshiki with a large baggage and stuffed it into his storage bag. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard Xiao Xiao behind him say:
"Brother, if you plan to go to the garbage mountain, remember to be careful of the slave-catching teams. They don't care whether you just crossed over or went into the mountain to scavenge. In addition, the 'residents' in the mountain are not as weak as they look."
"Thanks for the reminder." Feng Xue turned around, glanced at the man who conveyed his kindness inexplicably, and then turned and left the shop.
The reason why he was in a hurry to enter the mountain was not only because the elements were exhausted, but also because he discovered that his [Devil] label had changed in some way.
It's not that it has been transformed into a ghost story entry, but the way of providing [knowledge] has changed.
When he first got this label, he gained [knowledge] piece by piece. Each time he could get hundreds or even thousands, but it was extremely unstable. But in the past few days, almost every moment, this label has gained The money is coming in, but every time the money is coming in, it is very small. To use a metaphor, in the past, water was poured into the water tank one by one, but now it is connected to a thin water pipe.
Although the water seemed to be flowing smoothly, Feng Xue didn't know what it meant.
It could be a sign of increased visibility, but it could also be that those who remember him are slowing down and starting to forget about him.
This change made him feel uncontrollably nervous.
But he also knows that his current strength is not very strong. Not to mention the strange story, he can't even defeat the "Gem Knight" of the Cross Sword Guild.
And the fastest way for him to become stronger currently is not to continue to refine illusions, but... to kill.
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