There's something wrong with me

Chapter 234 Relaxation and Fishing

Are there really such neurological masters among ordinary people?

Zhang Feng had a big idea and immediately called Lao Liu to open an office in the 01 virtual world.

I waited for about half a minute.

Zhang Feng saw Lao Liu's figure appear.

"Mr. Zhang, have you seen the news about neurons?"

Old Liu got straight to the point, explaining the reason with a smile.
"I feel that you would only call me in if it involves the discovery of hidden talents or an academic breakthrough."

“That makes sense.” Zhang Feng smiled and pulled up the data.

The two of them joked around for a bit, then got down to business.

"Based on the data and research findings in the materials."

Zhang Feng focused on the data for this drug.

"If the inventors are a team, then the team must consist of at least mid-level professionals, and there must be a world-class talent in charge who can pinpoint the main direction."

If it's an individual, then this is even more extraordinary.

I deduce that he has at least reached a minor level of world-class skill.

Simply adding it to the data center can significantly improve the progress.

Regarding world-class and intermediate levels, etc.

Although it sounds awkward within the context of serious science and official pronouncements.

However, data centers, and the federal government as a whole, have used this grading standard for decades.

Everyone's gotten used to it.

And Lao Liu was able to quickly figure out what General Manager Zhang meant, and then quickly said, "Then should I send someone to find him now? Let's see if we can find him?"

As Old Liu spoke, he also opened a screen showing an interrogation room in Jilin Province.

"We have detained the subordinates who are associated with this mobile group, but we have not been able to obtain any relevant information from them."

To avoid alerting the enemy, we plan to release and track them.

"Okay." Zhang Feng nodded, but he didn't have any good ideas about finding the person.

Because even with the current virtual building coverage, there are still some areas that are not covered.

For example, underground.

So if we were to investigate, and have the data center investigate, it would be the same as before – a manual investigation.

It was no less arduous than searching for every inch of land.

In addition, the people in these black markets are very shrewd.

Not only do they hide underground, but some of them also possess advanced technology.

This cutting-edge technology involves manufacturing devices that are not connected to the internet.

These instruments are used to conduct scientific experiments or to invent new items.

This avoids the federal government having the highest network privileges.

Their networks are more like wired local area networks.

It was like those early internet cafes before the "Supernatural" era, where you could only play games like Red Alert, Warcraft, and Counter-Strike on a local area network.

However, they weren't actually playing games; instead, they were connecting multiple instruments together within a local area network to form a massive 'computing power hive'.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to calculate anything using only their brains.

The computing power honeycomb was also a later concept for the mechanical platform.

This technology is quite common.

Just like Zhang Feng's big data cultivation method, and the principle of recruiting geniuses to increase one's talent and cultivation speed, it also borrows this 'honeycomb computing power mode'.

Those who are proficient in cutting-edge technology and are also experts in amateur science will naturally know how to construct such basic computing power groups.

Furthermore, there are actually quite a few experts in their respective fields among the general public.

They are skilled and capable, and although most of them are not formally trained, they all yearn for freedom.

Generally, when a data center discovers some new technologies, it will send out professionals to find them and try to incorporate them.

Even if they can't control it, they will be warned not to produce these strange things anymore.

Even if production is absolutely necessary, procedures must be followed.

The federal government, relatively speaking, still advocates fairness and freedom.

But compared to having someone else investigate.

Zhang Feng suddenly felt restless and wanted to investigate a case.

It can also be attributed to the lingering mindset of a former criminal investigator.

"I'll go take a look at this."

Zhang Feng pondered for a moment and said to Lao Liu, "It's a good opportunity to go out for a stroll and meet up with Master Wang and the others. Besides, I have spiritual sense, so I can explore underground relatively quickly."

A single sweep of spiritual sense can cover an entire city.

"Yes!" When Lao Liu heard that General Manager Zhang had taken action, he knew that the team was doomed.

And Lao Liu also knew who this Master Wang was.

They all knew each other.

After all, Master Wang is now the 'Special Chief Advisor' of the Martial Arts Department and the Extraordinary Department of the Land of Extraordinary People.

He holds a very high position within the officialdom.

Even without Zhang Feng's connection, his identity alone would have allowed him to access the data center.

Of course, to be honest, without Zhang Feng, he wouldn't have this identity.

……

On the day.

Zhang Feng randomly picked an ordinary flying car with access to the Land of Extraordinary Beings and headed there.

When we arrived at the outskirts of the city.

It's about the same as in previous years.

There were long queues everywhere.

Zhang Feng didn't make any special requests; he was just put in line.

At the same time, contact Mr. Wang and arrange to meet him at his home.

……

Two hours later.

Zhang Feng also arrived at the 'Commercial Center Community of Extraordinary Hometown'.

We drove all the way to Mr. Wang's house.

When he came downstairs to greet me, his clothes weren't very new, and he seemed to have rushed back without changing.

Zhang Feng didn't say much to him downstairs and went through the doorway first.

Master Wang followed for a few steps, arrived at his house, opened the door, and then pretended to be surprised, saying, "Why is this mythical creature here?"

What kind of adjectives are these?

Zhang Feng, ever the friendly neighbor, approached him at the coffee table. Having been friends for decades, he immediately took the initiative and began brewing tea for him. "Don't be fooled by all that talk about new life, extraordinary life, or mythical life online."

In fact, they are all living things.

Zhang Feng quickly heated the tea and pushed it towards the beaming Master Wang.

"Let's get down to business. I came to see you because I wanted to check out the black market in this city."

"The black market?" Master Wang paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I really don't know anything about that. It probably doesn't exist anymore."
According to reports from various departments, the original black market in the Land of Extraordinary People is now back on track.

As he spoke, he pointed in a direction in the northern suburbs, “About ten years ago, you could still see people selling superconducting chips and high-grade spirit stones in the northern suburbs.”

Our earliest black market sold legitimate products.

But it can't be found now.

"Indeed, it can't be found on the surface." Zhang Feng's spiritual sense enveloped the entire Extraordinary Land and looked towards the underground to the south.
"But Hecheng Street still exists, 300 meters underground to the north of the street entrance."

They're selling superconducting prosthetics and psychotropic drugs over there now.

"As expected of a mythical life form..." Master Wang stared blankly, holding his teacup. "He saw right through me in an instant."

He paused here, realizing he'd gotten a bit too frivolous, and put down his teacup, saying seriously, "I apologize! The cleaning work was still inadequate!"

“It has nothing to do with that.” Zhang Feng shook his head. “Now some black markets are located underground, so they are indeed hard to find.”

However, laying a network underground would be too much of an undertaking.

This is not allowed in the plan.

Why not just start interstellar migration and let these people go out into the world?

It's not about seeking an out-of-the-eyes mentality, but rather the hope that once these people see a broader horizon, they will be more open and aboveboard in their future endeavors.

After all, no one is specifically investigating them anymore.

It's like turning a blind eye.

Zhang Feng took a sip of tea. "Do you think... under this model, won't this lead to an explosion of black market technology?"

"Oh?" Master Wang found it interesting. "So our interstellar migration is not just about expanding territory, but actually has such a deeper meaning."
Immigration is development, and development for all parties involved.

To refine the crude, yet to further purify the original, crude concept?

Master Wang exclaimed, "Master Zhang is truly farsighted!"
This development lesson was very engaging!

Master Wang stood up, solemnly clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "This student has learned much."

"What the hell is this 'deep vividness'?" Zhang Feng was amused by Master Wang's appearance. "How did you learn from the curator that you start joking around before you've even finished a few sentences?"

“There’s no way…” Master Wang shook his head. “Master Zhang, I, Old Wang, am under too much pressure.”

To be honest, I really want to quit my job.

Especially since Xiao Li learned to fish, he goes fishing every day and tries to seduce me every day.

How could a normal man resist such temptation?

“That’s true.” When Zhang Feng heard about fishing, he thought of the many pleasures of fishing, the most valuable of which was the curiosity of not knowing what the next fish would be.

two is.

Zhang Feng suddenly missed his wife, Little Carp.

Perhaps to his wife, whose time had stopped, he had not yet left.

But in reality, he hadn't seen her for decades.

See, this is what chatting with your best friend is like.

A few words can break down your defenses and make you feel emotionally unstable.

"What kind of fish are you going to fish for?" Zhang Feng stood up abruptly and said to Master Wang, "I'm giving orders to the Extraordinary Headquarters right now: you won't have any vacations for the next ten years."

……

One day later, in the morning.

In a remote mountain area two thousand miles away.

There is a vast lakeside here.

Zhang Feng, Master Wang, Xiao Li, the owner of the academy, and Dr. Wu, who had begun meditation, were leisurely fishing here.

"Brother Zhang, are you sure we're here to investigate a case?"

Also at this time.

The chubby guy, Xiao Li, to Zhang Feng's left was fishing while contacting Zhang Feng via a virtual network.

The others also came and went together.

Because everyone is in a virtual chat room.

But to the others fishing by the lake, Zhang Feng and his companions appeared to be fishing in a peaceful state of mind.

There are quite a few anglers here, and they all enjoy this kind of old-fashioned, unparalleled feeling.

Furthermore, the fishing rods and bait are made from the same old materials, without any technological additives.

same.

Zhang Feng and the others also disguised themselves slightly, wearing traditional hats and masks, which were enough to block most of their vision.

Otherwise, if we really pick them, everyone will be a 'celebrity'.

It will definitely attract the attention of the local anglers.

"It's about handling a case."

Facing the gazes of Xiao Li and the others, Zhang Feng focused his spiritual sense on the 500-meter underground area three miles away.

That was the headquarters of that roving gang.

With Zhang Feng's speed and spiritual sense, a day would be enough to search the entire Great Xia.

Especially just a minute ago.

Zhang Feng also notified the data center to send someone over.

But compared to these convenient things...

This fishing is a bit difficult.

Without using spiritual sense or magic to cheat.

Zhang Feng felt that his skills were definitely not up to par with these fishing veterans.

Look at Xiao Li and his friends, catching fish after fish! And the other anglers nearby, sometimes reeling in their lines with their heads held high, sometimes shaking their heads and loudly saying, "This fish is too small, only five pounds."

Zhang Feng looked at his fish basket, which contained only one small fish, and couldn't bear it.

They are better than me in terms of professional skills.

I haven't actually studied these things specifically; I can only rely on some knowledge of biology and the environment to try and catch up.

But the spiritual energy here is 0.3, so the fish must have changed.

Zhang Feng had never really thought about these variables; there was too little basic data, and he couldn't calculate them.

As Zhang Feng pondered, he was trying to find a solution.

Then someone sighed and said, "Brothers, this fish of mine only weighs seven pounds."

Zhang Feng could no longer sit still.

What are the solutions? What can be done to improve fishing techniques?

That's all unreliable; we need something different, something that works immediately.

then.

Zhang Feng moved a little further away from them and came to a secluded place.

Then he kept his eyes peeled and lowered his head, covering his hat.

'He's obviously a newbie...' Some of the fishing veterans knew that Zhang Feng had been defeated by them, the 'expert players,' when they saw him leave.

This is normal.

They've driven many people away in the past, and they're not afraid of offending anyone.

Many of them are bigwigs in government agencies and organizations, and they are here in disguise to relax.

When Xiao Li and the others saw Zhang Feng leave and cover his hat, they were curious but didn't say anything.

Because it was agreed that cheating using spiritual energy or physical strength was not allowed.

They also knew that since Zhang Feng had stated this rule, he would inevitably abide by it.

But just twenty seconds later.

call-

Dozens of superconducting fighter jets suddenly flew across the sky.

It happened in an instant, so fast that no one could react.

Furthermore, this powerful spiral airflow not only created ripples on the lake surface, but also blew off the hats of Master Wang and some other big shots.

In an instant, the fishermen here were stunned when they saw the appearance of these big shots. They exclaimed in surprise, threw down their fishing rods, and gathered around.

"Are you Head Coach Wang? I'm the owner of Martial Arts School No. 19 in Lin Province. My surname is..."

"Dean Wu? What are you doing here?"

"Holy crap, so many celebrities?"

"Master, you're here too..."

As soon as he lifted his hat, many people recognized Master Wang and his team.

Master Wang also recognized several celebrities.

Including the other casual anglers, when they saw so many big shots here, how could they sit still?

They all sent their greetings.

This turned what was supposed to be a perfectly good "everyone is competing in secret" into a unique meeting and tea party where officials, institutions, and the public engaged in dialogue.

So they started chatting, and fishing became impossible.

And some people even looked at Zhang Feng in a distant corner with surprise.

This newbie is amazing! Not only is his skill lacking, but with so many experts here, he's still acting all high and mighty.
They really wanted to say, "Who do you think you are? Some high-ranking official?"

He was facing the occasional glances from the crowd.

Zhang Feng, meanwhile, was leisurely fishing in a corner, completely ignoring everything.

An hour later, everyone was still chatting enthusiastically.

After Zhang Feng saw that the vagrants on the ground had been taken away and that the fish in his basket were higher than everyone else's, he realized that the number of fish in his basket was also higher than everyone else's.

The next second, he took off his hat and got up from the grass.

Zhang Feng arrived at the pond, 'splash' lifted the half-person-high fish basket from the water, and smiled at the people who were now looking at him, as well as the increasing number of people who were in a daze.

After they saw that this little white guy was actually the legendary 'mythical figure'...

My heart was in turmoil, beyond words.

Zhang Feng shook the fish basket and said to the silent crowd in a very friendly manner:
"My skills have declined, so I only caught a little over 200 jin (100 kg) of fish."

Gentlemen, how many did you catch?

I see that guy who weighs the most, the one who was shouting the loudest before, the one from some global organization, he only weighs about 120 pounds. You still need to work harder, kid.

Do not let external things or affairs distract you; maintain a calm and focused mind—this is a fundamental principle of fishing.

……

Three hours later.

On a plane heading back to the Land of the Extraordinary.

Master Wang and the others looked at their shallow fish baskets, and then at Zhang Feng's many fish.

My feelings are complicated.

“Master Zhang, you’re cheating.” Master Wang, speaking on behalf of Xiao Li and the others, seriously addressed the matter.

“Cheating?” Zhang Feng said naturally, “Things like timing and weather control are actually all experience in fishing.”

It's like the planes that are about to arrive at the base. Based on the conversion of pressure and wind speed, the airflow they bring is no less than a strong wind.

Then, a strong wind was about to blow, so covering up with a hat while fishing was a normal behavior.

At this point, Zhang Feng picked up his fish basket and distributed some fish to his speechless friends.

"There are many tricks to fishing. If you want to learn, I can teach you selflessly since we are all friends."

……

In the evening, there were more than a dozen dishes, including steamed fish, braised fish, and fried fish fillets.

It's all fish.

Finished the meal.

Zhang Feng was in a great mood, and even amidst this absurdly relaxed state, and even the illogical fishing incident, his Nascent Soul cultivation level increased by 2%.

Was I too relaxed? Or did I start joking around?
But I used to do it too.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems like I haven't been able to 'have fun' like I am today.

Of course, it was also an unexpected turn of events; what started as a case of a roving gang inadvertently led to a fishing incident.

This coincidence is not a carefully calculated one.

This absurd moment of relaxation and enlightenment.

It was hard-won.

Getting even one is a win.

Afterwards, we waited to collect the trash and go downstairs.

After jogging with his friends, Zhang Feng returned to the data center to look up specific information about the mobile gang.

The result was roughly in line with Zhang Feng's expectations.

There is a world-class neuroscience genius inside.

He also intends to join the data center, especially since he has had this goal for a long time.

The reason he didn't join before was because he didn't have a single 'technology project' that he could be proud of.

Then they secretly plotted to develop a "secret weapon" to make a name for themselves.

Zhang Feng could understand this line of thinking.

Old ideas from the old era, quietly working hard, and then amazing everyone.

But in this era of massive computing power.

Zhang Feng felt it was unnecessary.

……

Unbeknownst to him, he went into seclusion once again.

The last day of the tenth year.

The current percentage of those who have reached the Divine Transformation stage is 79%.

Zhang Feng had finished washing up early and was lying quietly in his bedroom, waiting for a new adventure.

Level 8 world.

(End of this chapter)