The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

This is just the campfire; the vast camp, the underground river, and the disc formed by the mini-map are not things Zhou Ming can integrate right now.

Zhou Ming walked towards one of the four lamps. This lamp was more realistic and more special, with illusory noses and eyes in the blazing flames.

It's like a fire spirit.

“The five types of perception spells have basically reached their limit, and this lamp is now finalized.” Zhou Ming stared at the flames.

Zhou Ming's five sensory techniques—sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch—were all integrated with the lamp before him.

These data concepts, in addition to being integrated with power, can also be integrated with the corresponding martial arts techniques cultivated to produce mysterious changes.

This is something Zhou Ming only recently discovered.

As his senses merged with the lamp, Zhou Ming's mind was immediately filled with the mysteries of the five spells.

"Boom!" Zhou Ming's mind exploded, and then, fueled by this knowledge, it burned fiercely.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ming slowly opened his eyes, a spiritual light flickering within them.

“【Seven Aperture Spirit Lamp Wonderful Method】, let’s use this name!” Zhou Ming smiled.

Just now, based on the knowledge of the five spells and combined with this data concept, Zhou Ming created a cultivation technique.

Zhou Mingguang looked at the lamp in front of him. With the creation of the new technique, the lamp in front of him also underwent subtle changes.

Its entire body turned a glassy color, with beautiful cloud patterns swirling around it, and a transparent bead appeared at the very center of the flame.

This lamp also has a new name: the Spirit Lamp.

Chapter 4 [The Wonderful Method of the Seven-Aperture Spirit Lamp]

"The Seven Aperture Spirit Lamp Technique! This technique is indeed the path for transmigrators." Zhou Ming couldn't help but laugh.

All five perception techniques focus on perception and spiritual premonition. Based on these, and combined with Zhou Ming's modern knowledge, a very unique technique was created.

By circulating energy through the seven orifices, condensing the spiritual lamp and burning it, one can cultivate a spiritual pearl.

The power of this spirit pearl is very simple; its core lies in the word "spirituality." It can bring things to life, much like the enlightenment of a celestial being.

However, it is not as heaven-defying as being enlightened by a celestial being; its actual ability can only be applied to the power extended from itself, such as the flames it unleashes.

Just like when it transformed into a fire serpent, it was so lifelike, a manifestation under Zhou Ming's control.

Now, as long as a spirit pearl is integrated, the other party will act as if it has obtained a temporary false soul without Zhou Ming's control, and will act on its own according to orders.

"It's as if an intelligent program has been installed in my power to assist me in control," Zhou Ming said softly.

This technique is wonderful, but it increases soft power. Relatively speaking, Zhou Ming would prefer to increase hard power.

Zhou Ming turned his gaze to the other three data concept lamps that had not yet been integrated.

“Based on the initial fusion of the spirit lamps, the Iron Shirt should burn with the attributes of essence, blood, or physique after fusing with a lamp.” Zhou Ming stood up and walked towards a staff lamp that had not been fused.

As the mysteries of Iron Shirt were recalled in his mind, the power of his spirit gradually condensed into one word after another, gathering together like densely packed data.

These texts floated out from Zhou Ming and merged into the lamplight before him.

The moment the data and text were integrated, with a loud boom, the flames became extremely intense.

Zhou Ming's Qi began to dissipate. Knowledge alone was not enough; only practical power could transform the concept of data.

After a short while, having exhausted a lot of his Qi, Zhou Ming let out a heavy sigh.

The lamplight before me had changed slightly; the burning sensation was much more pronounced, and I felt warm inside, as if an internal fire was burning.

"It's as if my essence and blood are being burned and refined, just as I expected," Zhou Ming said with a smile.

When the Spirit Lamp first merged with Zhou Ming's first perception technique, the Spirit Eye Technique, it burned with inspiration, spirituality, and perception.

This burning effect is incredibly powerful. Zhou Ming can sense that his spirituality and perception are being tempered and strengthened every moment.

Aside from being somewhat mentally and physically draining, there were no other side effects during the entire process.

Excessive mental and physical exertion can be replenished with a good night's sleep.

This not only enhances the intensity of inspiration, but also improves one's aptitude in this area.

That's why I learned four more spells of the same type, and it got easier and easier as I progressed. The last one, a perception spell, was as easy to learn as drinking water.

If the school hadn't run out of perception-type spells with the inspiration attribute, Zhou Ming could have continued cultivating.

The now-unlocked Essence, Vitality, and Blood attributes are attributes that can directly enhance raw power.

"It seems I need to find more cultivation techniques for my body." Zhou Ming looked at the slightly changing lamp in front of him.

"Let's call this one the Lamp of Essence!"

He glanced at the remaining two lamps, the campfire, and the other four major data concepts, and suddenly chuckled softly.

"I have a feeling that I can eventually create my own eight amazing techniques!"

By leveraging the characteristics of these data concepts, Zhou Ming could indeed create his own Eight Extraordinary Techniques, and even more powerful versions of them.

Because Zhou Ming could also use the Eight Extraordinary Techniques as nourishment to incorporate these data concepts.

"Gulu!"

A soft sound rang out, and Zhou Ming opened his eyes from the bed, looking at his stomach.

"It seems the negative effect of the Essence Lamp is turning you into a glutton." Zhou Ming sat up and looked out the window at the dimly lit sky.

Although the system of Under One Person is magical, it is not completely divorced from reality. To build physical strength, essence, and blood, one cannot do without food.

The most magical and mysterious aspect of this is naturally the Six Treasuries Immortal Thief.

"If we fill the Essence Lamp with it, I wonder what kind of cultivation technique we'll create in the end." Zhou Ming finished dressing, and the sky outside had already brightened a bit.

I left the dormitory, found a breakfast stall at random, and had a hearty meal. By then, it was already completely bright outside.

Zhou Ming stood up, wiped his mouth, and walked back.

"The human body's absorption capacity has its limits. Unless you cultivate the Six Treasures Immortal Thief, relying solely on eating is too slow." Zhou Ming shook his head slightly, feeling the warm sensation in his stomach.

He couldn't help but think of Iron Shirt, a type of external martial arts that, in addition to its training methods, also had corresponding ointments and medicinal soups, one for external application and the other for internal consumption, all for the purpose of replenishing energy and restoring and strengthening the body.

"With the Essence Lamp, plus the support of ointment and medicinal soup, I should be able to cultivate Iron Shirt to a certain level within five months." Zhou Ming thought to himself, but then frowned slightly.

"But both ointments and herbal decoctions cost a lot of money, and my monthly salary of only 68 yuan can only last for about half a month..."

Just as Zhou Ming was pondering this, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Zhou Ming, what are you thinking about so intently!" Wan Baoming stood on the first floor looking at Zhou Ming.

"Team leader!" A thought suddenly flashed through Zhou Ming's mind, then he smiled and said, "It happened on the train. There were three petty thieves..."

Zhou Ming recounted the situation directly, focusing on the smuggling activities of that Master Feng.

Wan Baoming turned around, sized up Zhou Ming, and then suddenly smiled and said, "You're short on money, kid!"

Zhou Ming, whose thoughts had been seen through, gave an awkward laugh. Before he could say anything, he saw Wan Baoming pull out a wad of banknotes from his pocket.

"It's the Iron Shirt tonic, isn't it? That stuff is indeed expensive, but this Liu family Iron Shirt is no ordinary stuff. The effects of cultivation are excellent, so it's worth it." Wan Baoming said as he took out 300 legal coins.

It was 37, and the War of Resistance against Japan had not yet begun. The value of the legal tender was still guaranteed. 100 legal tender could buy a cow, so 300 legal tender was not a small amount of money.

"Take this money and use it first," Wan Baoming said.

Zhou Ming accepted the money without hesitation, thanked him, and then said, "So, we're not going to stop the Japanese from smuggling?"

“Of course I have to manage it, but I can’t do anything about it.” Wan Baoming led Zhou Ming inside.

"Why?" Zhou Ming asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Because all the foreigners in Shanghai are watching me! If I lead a team, countless people will follow. When they see us heading towards Feng Qingming's dock, the Japanese will have already taken their goods and hidden away."

After saying all this, Wan Baoming glanced at the secret service office next door through the corridor window.

After arriving at the office, Wan Baoming made a phone call, and soon after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The door opened, and two people, one tall and one short, walked in.

"Team leader!" The two stood up straight.

"Zhou Ming, you met yesterday." Wan Baoming pointed at Zhou Ming and then began to introduce the two of them to Zhou Ming.

Chapter 5 Three Kinds of Qi in the Warehouse

“Wang Wen is a master of external martial arts. He has also practiced the Iron Shirt technique you chose. You can ask him if you don’t understand anything,” Wan Baoming said, pointing to the shorter man.

Zhou Ming looked over and saw that although Wang Wen was short, he was very strong and looked like a master of external martial arts.

Wang Wen grinned, patted his chest, and said, "I'm familiar with Iron Shirt. If you don't understand anything in the future, just ask me."

"Thank you, Brother Wang." Zhou Ming nodded slightly in response.

“The other person is called Wang Wu. He cultivates the Divine Mask. You may not understand this ability, but you can simply understand it as summoning gods.” Wan Baoming pointed to another young man with a handsome face, who looked like a scholar.

"Hello, Fifth Brother." Zhou Ming paused for a moment before speaking.

One is Wang Wen, and the other is Wang Wu? These two don't look like brothers at all.

“It’s a pseudonym, we’re not related,” Wang Wen said with a laugh.

Zhou Ming was clearly taken aback. Could a place like the Special Service Department really use a fake name?

"Alright, I called you two here today because I have a task for you," Wan Baoming said, clapping his hands.

Wang Wen and Wang Wu immediately became serious, and Wan Baoming repeated Zhou Ming's account of the situation.

“Feng Qingming is a master. He has mastered the Hong Family Iron Wire Fist to perfection. He has even learned a technique of material manipulation. The combination of the two greatly enhances his strength,” Wang Wu said after a moment’s thought.

"That's why he was able to occupy a dock, even though it was just a small private dock, he made a lot of money."

"So, he definitely wasn't smuggling for money." Wang Wen clenched his fist as he spoke, a murderous glint in his eyes.

His father's school was destroyed by the Japanese during the Eight-Nation Alliance invasion, their aim being to seize their school's unique martial arts techniques.

His father kept telling him to take revenge until his death.

Feng Qingming's smuggling activities are very likely aimed at helping the Japanese collect and plunder various cultural relics. How could this not fill Wang Wen with deep hatred?

Wan Baoming took out three wooden sticks and handed them to the three men, saying, "The three of you lead the team first. Continue to borrow men under the pretext of avenging Lao Yu and the other man. Once you control the dock, break these three wooden sticks immediately, and I will bring men to support you right away."