Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 595 You've become a... zombie, and a strange one at that?! (Two chapters combined)

Of course, it's not entirely about reaping the benefits without sowing.

Because all the groundwork laid before was done by Feng Mu himself, and he wasn't really free to do nothing; he still needed to make some crucial pushes.

For example, when Qian Huan was discharged from the hospital and returned home, he felt obligated to visit her at home and deliver the gifts he had prepared in advance.

But there's no rush to go during the day; we still have some free time to make some final preparations.

The first thing was to practice martial arts and learn the secret manuals that had been given to him by his master.

There are four manuals in total, all of which are fourth-rank martial arts: [Thunderclap Kick], [Thousand Entwining Silk], [Star-Picking Hand], and [Withering and Flourishing Zen Trick].

[Thunderbolt Kick] is, as the name suggests, a leg technique, while [Star-Picking Hand] is a hand technique.

[Thousand Entwined Silk] is a stance training exercise used to develop internal strength.

These three martial arts manuals are all very ancient, with pages that have turned a brownish-yellow from the passage of time, clearly original and well-preserved.

Only the pages of "The Metamorphosis of Life and Death" were so new they were almost blinding, and the scent of ink still lingered.

Feng Mu turned the pages and saw that the handwriting was crooked like earthworms crawling, and there were several obvious traces of ink blots that had been corrected.

His eye twitched slightly, and he muttered to himself:
"Could this be something Master copied all night? But the handwriting is just too appalling..."

As his fingers traced a misspelled character, "丹田" (dantian) was mistakenly written as "胆田" (dantian), Feng Mu gasped in shock.
"Won't I kill myself by practicing this manual?"

So, the question arises: why did the master copy it by hand instead of giving him the original directly?

Was it originally too precious, or was it originally lost, and Master wrote it down from memory?
Feng Mu personally prefers the latter. If it were the former, his master could have simply given him the original copy, let him finish copying it, and then returned it to him.

Feng Mu pursed his lips and didn't think about it anymore.

He began to peruse [The Deceptive Transformation of the Zen of Withering and Flourishing], and immediately noticed the problem.

"Taking the idea of ​​the cycle of prosperity and decline, and the alternation of life and death, the concept behind this martial art is incredibly profound, isn't it?"

Feng Mu's current understanding of martial arts is certainly not top-notch, but after being obsessed with martial arts for hundreds of years, his insight has definitely been greatly enhanced.

"To face death with life, and to turn death into life?!"

Feng Mu didn't quite understand the sentence, but it sounded impressive.

Doubts began to grow in his mind:
"Is this concept really only suitable for a fourth-rank martial art?"

Unable to find a solution, Feng Mu simply kept his doubts to himself.

Who cares about the level of martial arts? I'll just practice it first.

[The Deceptive Transformation of the Withered and Flourishing Zen] is clearly an ancient martial art, or rather, most of the martial arts given by the master are ancient martial arts.

Therefore, the prerequisites for martial arts training are rather vague, unlike the New Martial Arts Association which clearly states them.

For example, the first [Crane Claw Skill] that Feng Mu obtained was a new martial art.

The manual states this on the first page of its cultivation guide:

Martial Arts Rating: Second Rank

Training area: Claw technique

Minimum training requirements: Punching power 2.0, attack speed 1.5, frequency technique 1.0.
Recommended bone structure: 65
Warning: Forcing yourself to practice without meeting the minimum requirements will increase the probability of injury and may cause side effects such as muscle damage, tendon rupture, and finger bone fracture.

On the title page of "The Deceptive Transformation of the Zen of Withering and Flourishing", there is only a sentence with a hidden meaning, written in scrawled ink.

—To practice this skill, one must first understand the boundary between life and death!

What does this mean?

To put it simply, it means that practitioners must first understand the boundary between life and death. As for how to understand it...
The secrets are not revealed at all; it all depends on individual effort and skill.

This is outrageous, and it's no wonder that traditional martial arts have gradually declined and been replaced by new "numerical" martial arts. There's a reason for this.
Fortunately, this was no problem for Feng Mu. As for the boundary between life and death, it's hard to say how others would understand it, but he understood it all too well.

When it comes to the understanding of life and death, there is probably no one in this world more qualified to speak than him:
"Yes, no one understands life and death better than me!"

Feng Mu quickly finished reading the manual, not in a meticulous way, but just skimming through it.

After all, he didn't seek profound martial arts skills, but only basic ones.

In the beginning, entering the martial arts world was a difficult hurdle for Feng Mu, but things are different now. He doesn't think any martial arts can stop him at the beginning.

[The True Skill of Blood and Flesh Begins] disguised him as a genius.

The "three-stage debunking" state means that he can perfectly deceive a third-grade martial arts master.

Fourth-rank martial arts are one level higher than third-rank, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

As I said before, he only needs to master the basics of cultivation.

Moreover, he didn't need to do it personally in the first place.

If the father is in trouble, the son should take care of him; this is considered the basic duty of a filial son.

Of course, Feng Mu was definitely not worried that the manual had too many typos and that practicing it would risk his death, which is why he let his son take it.

He is not the kind of father who doesn't act like one.

"Good son,"

Feng Mu sat on the large sofa in the Minister of Internal Affairs' office, casually tossing the secret manual to the ground, and said quietly.
"Homework is here!"

The ground writhed silently, and venom quickly surfaced. He respectfully caught [Ku Rong Chan Gui Zhuan] with both hands—no, it should be His homework.

Most importantly, Venom harbored no resentment whatsoever; on the contrary, he was overjoyed. In Venom's eyes, was that homework?
That was his father's high regard and love for him!
Besides, what's dangerous about practicing martial arts? It's clearly one of the most fun parent-child activities besides eating.

Look~
Both being fathers, Feng Mu was far more humane than Feng Ju.

A father is not incapable of ordering his son around, nor is he incapable of having his son shoulder family responsibilities or make contributions to the family.

But you need to be warm and affectionate, and provide enough emotional value!

"Practice hard and let me see your martial arts talent. If you can satisfy your father, then I will let you practice any martial arts manuals I get my hands on in the future."

Feng Mu habitually adjusted his glasses and encouraged Venom.

Although he was assigning Venom more homework, which was unpaid labor and dedication, Venom saw it all as a great "blessing" from his father.

Ripples appeared on Venom's body surface, as if it had been injected with chicken blood, and it immediately began to concentrate on cultivating the "Zen of Withering and Flourishing".

Feng Mu closed his eyes and rested beside him.

Within a few minutes.

A notification was received on the retina:
[Venom is studying "The Zen of Withering and Flourishing"]
[Venom has grasped the boundaries of life and death!]
[Venom is neither alive nor dead, making it a perfect match for this martial art!]
[Venom has learned the "Zen of Withering and Flourishing"]
[Venom is training like crazy!]
[《枯荣禅诡转》熟练度+1+1+1+1+1……..]
[Meal replacement effective!]
[You have learned the Zen of Withering and Flourishing - Beginner Level (1/1000)]
Feng Mu grinned. He really loved the "substitute food" feature. Letting the venom parasitize his shadow was truly a stroke of genius.

Besides, having a son is wonderful.

Watching Venom train frantically, Feng Mu felt a surge of joy and accomplishment as a father.

He secretly vowed in his heart:
"I'm determined to raise this obedient son to be a model of filial piety, and I absolutely won't allow him to go astray!"

Since his son has shown extraordinary talent, the father must also show off his skills.

A good father must become the person his son admires most!

Feng Mu slowly closed his eyes and said confidently:

"add a bit!"

[The Zen of Decay and Glory - Beginner (1/1000) → The Zen of Decay and Glory - Intermediate (1/5000)]
"More!"

[The Zen of Decay and Glory - Intermediate (1/5000) → The Zen of Decay and Glory - Advanced (1/25000)]
"More!"

[The Zen of Decay and Glory - Advanced (1/25000) → The Zen of Decay and Glory - Perfect]
"Add some more!"

Four points can be added in one second, and general proficiency points flow like a torrent.

then:

[In your first year, you began practicing the Zen of Withering and Flourishing.]
[This skill is a secret, treacherous, and evil technique taught by your master, emphasizing "withered like rotten wood, utterly destroyed, yet flourishing like spring rain."]
[In the initial practice, one must sit on a pile of dead bodies to draw in extremely yin and deathly energy, and then use malevolent thoughts to burn away life force.]
[You sit in the pool in the death row section, the water chilling like needles, permeated with the deathly aura of the prisoners.]
[You sat in the water for a hundred days, your hair and beard turned completely white, your skin wrinkled like the bark of a hundred-year-old tree, your whole body shrouded in deathly aura. All life force withered, yet your heart was filled with resentful, deathly energy.]
[Life is within death, death is within life; you have just glimpsed the mystical path of life and death.]
[You need more death energy; you've completely redesigned the prison.]
[The death row wards were constantly being expanded, and more than half of the prisoners were being pushed into the morgue's disposal pits.]
[You've been soaking in that pool for a full five years.]
[The left arm, corroded by putrefaction, had withered and blackened muscles, and the nails had fallen off as if eaten by worms; the right arm, however, seemed to have grown from the dead, with bulging, varicose veins and new flesh growing wildly, tearing through the skin, resembling the arm of a vengeful corpse.]
[Half withered, half flourishing; half dead, half alive.]
[In the twentieth year, the Zen of withering and flourishing reached its zenith!]
[The entire prison has been turned into a dead lake; there are no more death row inmates, no more guards—they've all become part of the lake's water.]
[In the thirtieth year, the cycle of decay and prosperity has reached its perfect conclusion!]
[You are on the boundary between life and death, neither alive nor dead!]
[This martial art has reached its limit, but you are still not satisfied; you always feel that there is still room for improvement!]
[You hate the balance between life and death, and you want to break that balance!]
[You sat in meditation for 49 days, then suddenly awoke one day and roared:]
"Desolation is not the end, glory is not the beginning; life arises from death, and deception comes from destruction!"
[You laughed maniacally as you tore open the skin and flesh of your chest, revealing your stark white ribs!]
[You plunged your hands deep into your heart, tearing out half of it that was still beating, leaving the other half behind.]
[You crushed half your heart, and in the final moments of your life, you forcibly activated the Cycle of Life and Death, drawing upon the lifeblood of your entire body to infuse it into your heart.]
[The Zen of Withering and Flourishing Transforms, Breaking Limits!]
[The stagnant lake beneath you shallows and disappears, and your body, submerged at the bottom, slowly rises to the surface.]
[His body was shriveled like a mummy, his skin clinging tightly to his bones, only his heart pounding powerfully within his chest cavity.]
[Above, a vulture spotted you and swooped down.]
["Pfft!"]
[A withered, claw-like left hand gripped the bird's neck. An aura of death filled the air, and the vulture instantly turned to dust and bones. From the dust, mycelium swayed like the sound of dandelions.]
[You have mastered the Limit Break Technique—Nirvana Breath (Active)!]
[When you kill your opponent, you can choose to let them rest in peace, or you can choose to let them achieve nirvana. Those who achieve nirvana die, but their bodies retain vitality and are stronger than before!]
[You're laughing hysterically!]
[You feel yourself nearing the end of your life; decades of sitting in meditation have caused your lower body to merge with the Dead Lake, beneath which lie the ruins of a prison, where tens of thousands of skeletons are buried.]
[You're going to die!]
[“I understand, I understand, the boundary between life and death is… Hahaha—”]
[You burst into laughter, then suddenly shattered your own skull with a single blow, revealing writhing, grayish-white brain matter.]
[The laughter abruptly stops; you're dead!]
[But you're still alive!]
[Three seconds later, your corpse suddenly moved, frantically crawling up and down the ground at incredible speed. You were hungry; you were searching for food!]
[Nirvana Breath Activated!]
[You've become a... zombie, and a strange one at that?!]
Feng Mu suddenly opened his eyes, a slight chill running down his spine.

The worst outcome of his previous training was a tragic death, but this time, his cultivation of [The Deceptive Transformation of Withering and Flourishing Zen] has taken him a step further, turning him into a walking corpse.

Nirvana breath?
What a magnificent Nirvana!

Your family's Nirvana is Nirvana into a zombie!
Feng Mu didn't know if it was the system adding points to his cultivation, the cultivation method being incorrect, or if there was a problem with [The Deceptive Transformation of Withering and Flourishing].

Thinking about it this way, every time I added a bit of cultivation, the ending in my memory seemed to be all evil and insane.

Feng Mu suddenly fell into philosophical thought:
Is it that the cultivation techniques I practice are too evil, or that the breakthrough of limit-breaking techniques is just that evil, or that the system's "guidance" always leads to evil and madness?

It can't be that my nature is too evil, or that I have madness flowing in my veins, which is why I ended up cultivating all my martial arts into heretical doctrines, right?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I may be a villain, but I'm not inherently evil, and I'm certainly not a madman!"

Feng Mu shook his head vigorously, as if that would banish the irrational self-doubt from his mind.

He threw it!
Therefore, the answer is—it's all guided by the system!

After all, it's a villainous system, so it makes perfect sense for the system to take the blame.

system:".……"

Unable to refute Feng Mu, the system could only display a disjointed message:

[You have mastered the Limit Break Technique, Nirvana Breath!]
[You have consumed a total of 31000 points of general skill proficiency, with 36817 points remaining.]
[Breaking the limit consumes 1 general skill point, leaving 4 points.]
Feng Mu took a deep breath and was about to close the system notification when suddenly another line of small text appeared:
[hint:

The "Withering and Flourishing Zen Trick" seems to be a breakdown of a certain combined martial arts technique; collecting the complete set has a combined effect!
Feng Mu was slightly stunned, as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind:
"I've only ever heard of equipment sets, but this is the first time I've heard of martial arts sets. But this means that [The Deceptive Transformation of Withering and Flourishing] is indeed a bit problematic. It's a fourth-grade martial art, but it's not entirely a fourth-grade martial art!"

next to.

Venom, however, was already stunned.

He was of one mind with Feng Muxin and could vaguely sense that his father had surpassed him by surpassing him, having mastered the Zen of withering and flourishing to perfection and breaking through limits.

It hasn't been that long at all!
One minute or two minutes?

No wonder my father always said that his talent was slightly inferior to his. It's not just slightly inferior, it's a huge difference!

My father must have been afraid of undermining my confidence; he spoke so tactfully and gently!

Venom was deeply hurt, but then he became more courageous and looked at his father with increasing respect.

Venom silently made up his mind that he would seize every opportunity to train like crazy from now on, and he absolutely, absolutely could not be left too far behind by his father.

Although I, Venom, have only average talent, I can make up for it with hard work!
Overworking yourself?

Working myself to the bone!!!

Working myself to the bone!

At this moment, even the venom and its slime were boiling...

(End of this chapter)