Wei School's Three Good Students

Chapter 262 "Additional Points" Benefits

Xuan Chong hurriedly left the dormitory and the naval camp. But then, the "line force field" on his body formed a spider web radar area, and he sensed that someone in the camp was following him, and that they were driving a car.

Xuan Chong was taken aback. He felt he had kept a low profile in the army and hadn't offended anyone. So, in a few quick movements, he went around to the alley, used the momentum to scale the wall, and then climbed over the obstacle and left.

After going around in circles, Xuan Chong arrived at an inn and rented a room. Upon seeing Xuan Chong's identity, the innkeeper quickly said, "Sir, you can stay here, but you can't do anything else here!"

Xuan Chong: "I'll only be here for half a day, then I'll leave."

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then said tactfully, "Our place (the prostitutes) isn't clean. You have a bright future ahead of you, so please don't..."

Xuan Chong retorted angrily, "What are you saying? I'm a respectable person. Why would I seek out your 'seduce' tactics?"

The shopkeeper glanced at the air behind Xuan Chong and said, "Even if you brought a 'couple,' it won't do. Our small shop can't afford it."

Xuan Chong restrained the urge to punch someone: "I just want to take a bath, give me a clean bucket!"

After a few breaths, Xuan Chong changed his mind again and took out ten silver dollars: "Don't touch your bucket. Where's your kitchen?"

Xuan Chong went into the kitchen and directly moved the large ceramic vat that the cooks used to store water. Xuan Chong used a torque to lift it, and the shopkeeper was stunned. A cook next to him shouted, "Grandpa, these are our tools for making a living, you can't—"

The shopkeeper pulled the cook aside and pressed him down, then said to Xuan Chong, "Please enjoy your meal, sir. This is our water vat; it's absolutely clean, very clean." The cook hadn't seen Xuan Chong's identification yet and assumed he was some righteous martial arts master who had come down from the main camp, so he wanted to say something. But the shopkeeper knew perfectly well that Xuan Chong was a legitimate member of the military camp.

As for Xuan Chong making a special trip to take a bath or something?

For shop owners, as long as it's not a scandal or involving any lowlifes, it's not a big deal.

…The physics of martial arts…

Inside the room, Xuan Chong hung up a rubber sheet (similar to raincoat material) shower curtain. Several buckets of boiled hot water were also brought up by the shopkeeper.

Xuan Chong looked at the steaming vat, then casually closed the door, using force to completely jam it shut.

With a flick of his sleeve, a ceramic jar landed in his palm. After prying open the wax seal, the herbal liquid emitted a refreshing aroma.

Xuan Chong hesitated for a moment, then took an enamel cup and some alcohol. He carefully dripped three drops of "Cao Huan Dan" into the cup, poured in the alcohol to dissolve it, and held it in his mouth. However, he did not swallow it immediately, but held it at the back of his tongue, mixed it with saliva, and let it fall down his esophagus like a thread.

During his previous time travel, Xuan Chong knew how to consume this "spiritual material".

One bottle of Herbal Rejuvenation Pill contains one ounce, approximately 31 grams, or 145 drops. When first practicing body cultivation, take 3 to 5 drops daily, divided into morning, noon, and evening doses, which should last about 35 days.

This is Xuan Chong's first time taking it, and he wants to revitalize his entire body, so he used three drops for the first time.

As Xuan Chong felt the liquid dripping into his stomach, it gradually felt like fuel being thrown into a furnace, making his whole body extremely hot, especially his fat areas. Most of the time, these areas lack nerve endings, but now his body fat was twitching. He could clearly feel the energy in the remaining fat on his inner thighs and lower abdomen surging towards his muscles, even reaching his bone marrow. Of course, this was just an illusion, but the feeling of his muscles and bone marrow filling up was real.

His body temperature felt higher and higher, as if he were on fire. To avoid getting his clothes wet with sweat, Xuan Chong went into the water tank.

I picked up a towel, soaked it in the cold water in the basin, and put it on my body. Soon, white steam rose from the towel, just like the steam rising from the top of your head when you're running a long distance.

An hour and forty-five minutes later, Xuan Chong finally digested the medication. His hearing became more sensitive; he could even hear the fluttering of flies outside the window.

Xuan Chong stood up, but without noticing, his head hit the ceiling, and the torque on his body didn't dissipate.

Then, Xuan Chong looked at his fingers, hesitated for a moment, straightened up, picked up the small bucket beside him, and with a slight flick of his little finger, the bucket felt as light as cotton. However, the water inside the bucket sloshed around, indicating that the bucket was indeed substantial.

Xuan Chong thought for a moment, then grabbed the metal faucet handle next to him and squeezed it slightly, leaving a thumbprint on the handle.

Xuan Chong looked at the scene that surprised him and shrank back into the water vat. As he shrank back, the water vat burst into waves!

Without a doubt, the effects of the Herb Rejuvenation Pill are now excessively strong! As expected of a mid-level martial arts world where a single individual can sweep away hundreds of people (Wu Hengyu's spear weighs six thousand jin), even a slight increase in skill is enough to achieve this. More importantly, it works flawlessly even in this world.

The force I exert now is hard to control; being soaked in water in this large vat allows me to slow down my movements by using the water's cushioning effect.

If you really can't control it, then you can only use torque to restrain yourself in the opposite direction—previously, torque was used as a lever to amplify your force.

Xuan Chong was very curious as to why he could flatten metal. So he found another thing, which was the dumbbell in the corner.

After using torque to hook the thing over, Xuan Chong reached out and squeezed the dumbbell. At that moment, rust flew off the dumbbell, and the inside of the dumbbell seemed to melt, becoming very easy to handle. Soon, finger marks were left on the dumbbell.

Xuan Chong carefully examined his fingers. A layer of "qi film" was attached to his hands. This thin film of true qi not only protected his hands but also forcibly penetrated the metal, completing the mechanical release.

Otherwise, even with the power of hydraulic clamps, one's flesh and skin would not be able to withstand the force of one's bare hands.

Xuan Chong rubbed his lower abdomen, where he could already feel the Qi. As he rubbed, the Qi in his lower abdomen, like mercury in a glass, was pushed to the other side with the pressure of his hand. This true Qi was connected to his limbs and bones. It was not as the instructor from Dongtu had said, that the initial practice of guiding Qi into the body only nurtured it in the Dantian.

An hour later, Xuan Chongxu gripped the doorknob and opened the door, his hands and limbs now using cushioning torque. His movements were now quite normal.

Once upon a time, torque was used to amplify bounces and increase impact through leverage; now, in order not to damage the surrounding environment, it has forcibly wrapped itself in a layer of "cotton".

Previously, this cotton was used to protect Xuan Chong. When a heavy truck approached from hundreds of meters away, he could feel a gentle breeze on his face, allowing him to sense the surging potential energy in advance. It was like a passive sensing radar receiving electromagnetic waves.

Now, when I step out of the room, this system becomes an active radar, sweeping across the grass, trees, and leaves hundreds of meters away with the force transmitted through the air!

Xuan Chong's torque was achieved by attaching his excessive physical strength to hundreds of points around him.

From Xuan Chong's current "pencil box drawing" perspective, thousands of dotted lines connect his arms and feet. These dotted lines are attached to stable gripping points such as trees and buildings. If they slightly touch an unstable gripping point like a tile, the tile will make a clattering sound.

…Novel? Redemption list…

Xuan Chong checked the book "The Fierce Soldier" and found that one of the places where he had drawn the herb "Cao Huan Dan" had faded; there were a total of seventy-two places in the book where the words "Cao Huan Dan" appeared.

The physical education student's explanation: The physical laws of this world have led to the emergence of cutting-edge technologies in industry. However, before the Industrial Revolution, these laws underpinned the magical power system of the classical era.

"Martial Arts True Qi" and some Western "Dark Powers of Vampires" and "Werewolf Mutations" belong to the second tier of power, which are "energy fields" that can be created. Dragon power and ancestral spirits, on the other hand, belong to the true first tier of extraordinary power, which are beings capable of distorting the rules of existence.

Even so, by the standards of this world, the energy of the Herb Rejuvenation Pill is incredibly strong, belonging to the category of products obtained through system exchange.

Back to the present, Xuan Chong realized that the sip he had just taken was equivalent to half a century's worth of internal energy for a martial arts practitioner.

According to the records of orthodox sects such as Huashan and Shaolin, Xuan Chong would experience stagnation after consuming such powerful true qi energy so suddenly. He would need corresponding internal cultivation methods to open up the flow of true qi throughout his body.

However, what are Liu Haoxing's family's circumstances? They have a lot of these classic martial arts manuals at home, but no one practices them.

This thing consumes too many resources and time. Xuan Chong did not accept the medicinal bath body tempering suggested by his family's instructor, but he had inquired and found that a proper body tempering consumes tons of various medicinal materials.

Although Xuan Chong hadn't practiced it, he understood the basics. Furthermore, the "Body Stabilization Technique" had effectively corrected his body over the past six months, preventing the leakage of essence from alcohol and sex, resulting in a stable body (strong immunity, mental stability, high stress resistance, and powerful breathing). Therefore, he absorbed the three drops of the Herbal Rejuvenation Pill.

The various problems of "insufficient control" exhibited under the current body-fixation technique system made Xuan Chong dare not take it anymore—he needed to ensure that he could coordinate his current "true qi" control and not let it affect his daily life. After trying for a while, Xuan Chong consciously began to standardize his movements.

Their steps and arm swings are very standard, as if they were carved from a mold, because this is to prevent accidents.

After leaving the hotel, Xuan Chong walked past the car that was monitoring him, acting as if nothing had happened, just like a student swaggering past a teacher checking internet cafes after leaving a study room.

At first, it followed my car, but I shook it off. After searching around and not finding it, the car stopped at the entrance of the military camp, waiting for me.

…Removed or unavailable items, clearance sale…

After sneaking back to the military camp, Xuan Chong sensed the "flowing" coin on his finger. If he wanted, even without using any force, the coin could be embedded into the wall like a bullet.

Xuan Chong took a deep breath: What a scoundrel!

Martial arts do exist in this world, but their decline is inevitable. These days, martial arts manuals are everywhere in print, but they come with many limitations.

For example, the yoga technique "Yi Jin Jing" was said to be incredibly powerful three hundred years ago, but in reality, it can only be practiced after half a century of cultivation. It requires sufficient skill to "refine the bones" to ensure that the bones are properly aligned and that the skill penetrates into the bone marrow, making the bones of the whole body both flexible and strong, which is also known as bone shrinking technique.

While physical martial arts can still kill with flying flowers and falling leaves, compared to the advancements in firearms and cannons, twenty years of arduous training for a gifted person cannot compare to five years of gun training.

The arduous training of physical skills not only consumes time, but also deprives one of the opportunity to broaden one's horizons.

This is the industrial age! It's not just knives, guns, and hidden weapons that can kill people; cyanide, explosives, and nails can all do it, and the underworld is a mixed bag.

At a time when martial arts cultivation was declining, Xuan Chong discovered that he could "add points at will".

Today, if Xuan Chong is willing, he can reach the level of martial arts that was said to have reached the immortal realm two thousand years ago!
Xuan Chong gazed at the setting sun in the distance: "To be honest, if I really had the mindset of a teenager, I would be foolishly happy to have found a shortcut of my own. Relying on such a shortcut that can make the world recognize my achievements, I would feel as refreshed as drinking sweet rain in the middle of summer. And then I would devote myself to this path wholeheartedly."

At this point, Xuan Chong shook his head. He felt no excitement about "embarking on his own path" at all. He just felt that after the end of an era, martial arts were outdated.
As for why Xuan Chong thinks martial arts are outdated, the system randomly throws things at him, which are obviously outdated.

This is similar to how, in period dramas, when heroes fight tooth and nail for the best iron to forge swords, would a modern person, holding readily available rebar, be excited about having top-quality steel? And even if they brought that steel to ancient times, they wouldn't be excited; they would only think about making guns, cannons, and steam engines.

Xuan Chong slapped himself hard, the force fields on his face and hand colliding and canceling each other out.

Xuan Chong stubbornly insisted: It's not that I'm mature, it's that I went to school and am no longer childish.

Feeling that slapping himself was a bit "undignified," he looked around.

Xuan Chong was suddenly stunned, because 564.455 meters away in the northeast corner, someone was looking at him with binoculars.

Just as Xuan Chong was adjusting his angle with a ruler to aim at that spot, he suddenly heard a sound.

Are you a student too?

Xuan Chong was suddenly startled. At this moment, he could see the torque measured by the ruler. It was a girl with a very complicated hair bun, bright eyes, and a beautiful face.

More importantly, Xuan Chong saw that she was wearing the clothes of the "Five Oceans Festival" sound engineer.

Even though they were 500 meters apart, her voice could reach his ears. Xuan Chong had already discovered through the torque that the sound waves were not transmitted to him, but were playing around him.

Xuan Chong also used torque to guide his voice: "Who are you?"

...standoff...

560 meters away, Qin Tianyi heard Xuan Chong's voice and obviously found the source of the sound. She looked at the direction of the torque and sensed the "string" of these vibrating sounds.

Qin Tianyi: "I'm also a student like you."

Xuan Chong, on guard, asked, "At school?" He realized something.

Tianyi introduced herself kindly: "I studied art."

Tianyi added gently, "It seems they're on the same side."

Then the art student extended an invitation to Xuan Chong! Because she knew that the world was about to enter an era of war.

Ten minutes later, Xuan Chong asked with skepticism, "You're saying a great catastrophe will happen to this world? Is that true?"

Tianyi, acting like an NPC introducing the background, said: "Yes, you seem to have a 'Commander-level' mission, while mine is a 'Cultural and Ideological Stability' mission. After we transmigrate, we can complement each other."

Xuan Chong quickly ended the conversation: "Yes, let's keep in touch and cooperate when necessary."

Tianyi asked earnestly, "Aren't you going to ask me for your contact information?"

Xuan Chong: "Not for now. A student's primary task is to study. I'll contact you if I need anything."

Tianyi: ...

…as bland as water…

Tianyi was quite surprised to see Xuan Chong slowly retreating, shielding himself with a network of threads resembling an umbrella.

Qin Tianyi touched her face: "Am I repulsive?"

If others were to see this, they would perceive her as "on the verge of tears," and without a doubt, the answer would be no.

She herself knows that her appearance is currently top-notch in this era, but her "wounded little cute beast looking aggrieved" expression is already "natural".

Evoking empathy through language, eliciting sympathy through facial expressions, and gaining recognition through conduct—this is the social consensus on the standardization of women in the 26th century.

Just as laziness disappeared in history after the millennium when the East's comprehensive industrialization created numerous industrial jobs, men could earn a living as long as they were willing to work. When most men generally believed that their labor was rewarded, diligence and cooperation became universal male values.

In the 26th century, with the adrenaline fixation technique and advanced nanotechnology, everyone's bone structure can be developed in a controlled manner from childhood.

Girls can naturally grow into stunningly beautiful women if they are willing to follow the rules. But what if everyone could be stunningly beautiful? Maximizing positive emotional output to those you talk to becomes a universal value.

Women of Qin Tianyi's era lamented the "tyranny" of centuries past, where "people acted as they pleased, asserting their existence through the venting of destructive emotions," as a dark and barbaric age.

"He was wary of me when we first met." Qin Tianyi sensed something was wrong and asked the system, "Which era does this classmate belong to?"

Art School System: "Warning: Do not pry into other students' lives during the exam."

(End of this chapter)