Shimama's rereading gradually stopped, and the scene ended here, leaving only Zhang Ming standing there with a shocked look on his face.
"I see, the probability of Flame Horn people awakening their superpowers is not high. There are still a large number of ordinary people. The situation is similar to the situation on Earth."
"But they can use this method to let ordinary individuals learn superpowers."
"It seems like..."
Zhang Ming found a big rock and sat down, carefully analyzing what he just saw.
After adding [Spirit] points to 200, his memory ability was excellent and he recalled it many times in a row.
The foundation of an ancient civilization is indeed extraordinary.
How to let ordinary people obtain abilities may not be of much use to him. It is too easy for him, Lao Zhang, to obtain new abilities. He is too lazy to learn how to spend attribute points.
But for the entire human civilization, its influence is so great that it can even be said to be the beginning of the world!
That guy Li Xianfeng made crazy hints on the radio, asking him, Lao Zhang, to think of a way. If he doesn't think of a way, mankind will usher in dark turmoil!
Anyway, I am idle, so I can only keep doing archaeological research. I also want to see if the Flaming Horn people have a similar bottleneck problem.
"The first step is to exercise for a long time and improve your physical fitness as much as possible. I see that all the Yanjiao people in the school are quite strong. This is the result of long-term training."
"The second step is to take a special potion after a certain exercise reaches the limit and the physical strength is completely exhausted, allowing people to see the 'spirit' briefly."
This step is very important. Everything has a spirit, but many people’s spirits are too weak to sense themselves.
Therefore, it requires the supplement of external power. When the physical energy is exhausted and close to fainting, the probability of being sensed by external "spirit" will be greatly increased.
"The third step is to sense the spirit, and then use a series of acupuncture methods to guide the movement of this spirit, so that ordinary people can learn breathing techniques."
"As long as you learn breathing techniques, your spiritual energy will increase spontaneously, strengthen your energy and spirit, and form a positive cycle."
After summarizing this, Zhang Ming took a deep breath and his eyes lit up.
This method is actually quite simple. Could it be that people on earth can’t figure it out?
Yes, people on earth can’t figure it out!
Even if a genius thought of the first two steps, it would be in vain.
Because people on earth do not have "breathing skills"!
It is even less possible to fabricate one out of thin air.
Just like scientists cannot fabricate a living thing out of thin air, they cannot even fabricate a real cell.
"Xuanwu Breathing Technique, originated from Xuanwu, is a very advanced practice method that is not possessed by every race."
"The Flaming Horns deleted about 90% of the content and transformed the remaining 10% into a version that suits them, proudly calling it the foundation of the game."
"If I want to do something for humans, I must combine the human body structure and create a breathing technique suitable for humans!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming activated the "Xuanwu Breathing Technique".
Some of the steps are cryptic, but in practice they don't work very well.
The physical structures of humans and turtles are simply too large.
After tinkering for a long time, I came up with a rough idea, "The back of a turtle is essentially the spine of a turtle. I just need to think of a way to replace the turtle's spine with a human spine. It might be possible."
"Anyway, as long as humans can use it, it will be the first step in creating a new world."
"As for how to improve in the future, there will always be more geniuses to improve it. It's none of my business. It's impossible to leave everything to the founder!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming felt better.
He, a mentally ill man who was imprisoned on a desert island and talked to stones every day, actually became concerned about the affairs of the entire human race!
"Go home and cook first, I'm hungry."
Shimama rolled around obscenely on the side and repeated dissatisfiedly: "As long as you help me, I will tell you an interesting story about my first love in high school with my little girlfriend!!"
The old voice became louder and louder, it was calling for debt!
Zhang Ming frowned, and for the sake of subsequent friendly cooperation, he reluctantly told another dog food story that had nothing to do with the dean.
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After Shimama listened to the story, she reread it excitedly: "On that sunset afternoon, I said to her, could she bury her head in your yellow sweater? I like your yellow sweater very much! She was shy Say you can't..."
Zhang Ming's face turned dark and his body was shaking like chaff.
"Can you please stop reading it again? This is my life story."
Shimama got more and more excited, and her high-pitched voice was like a donkey in heat: "On that sunset afternoon, I said to her, can you bury your head in your yellow sweater? I like your yellow sweater very much. ! She shyly said no..."
"Get out of my way!" Zhang Ming picked up the black stone and threw it into the ocean.
The violent friction between the stone and the air erupted with a roar like an airplane, and countless water floats were thrown, and finally sank into the sea with a "plop".
But within a few seconds, the obscene black stone rolled back in a flash, and the yellow sand on the beach rose in large quantities. From a distance, I could hear it excitedly repeating: "On that afternoon when the sun set in the west, I Tell her..."
Zhang Ming was numb. This thing couldn't be beaten, cooked, or even thrown away. When he was excited, he was like an old woman chanting sutras.
I must keep repeating it in your ear until you go crazy.
The key is, it’s still other people’s privacy!
I really want to beat you to death!
Zhang Ming is determined to make up a random story next time to fool him.
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat.
Zhang Ming turned his head suddenly and saw a bright thing shining with strange light on the sea, as if there was a voice calling him from the bottom of his heart.
[Please accept your letter. 】
He walked over with some vigilance and took a closer look. It turned out to be a drift bottle, emitting a faint light?
With 200 points of perception, it can already produce a relatively strong sixth sense. Zhang Ming suddenly felt that this thing seemed to be looking for him.
[Please accept your letter. 】
[Please accept your letter. 】
"Hmm...a drifting bottle looking for me? What's going on..."
He picked up the drift bottle from the sea, carefully opened the bottle cap, and found a piece of letter paper and a large package of pill-like things lying inside.
There are also a few posters of beautiful girls, and there is a hint of color.
There are also some words written by Fuso people on it, which probably means: Because I am too weak, I dare not object even if my body is fucked by a fitness instructor at will.jpg
Zhang Ming's eyes widened, he was simply confused, and his head was filled with questions: "???????"
What the hell is this? ! !
