Doomsday Survival Rules

Qin Cheng returned to the training camp, "How did you do it?" he asked Shu Xingbei in surprise.

Shu Xingbei smiled faintly, "I learned how to use force from Brother Qin. By the way, Brother Qin, can you talk about defense?"

Shu Xingbei was hit twice by sandbags and almost vomited blood. He had already realized his shortcomings in combat. He couldn't just focus on offense and not defend, right?

"Then it depends on what kind of defense you want?" Qin Cheng took a deep look at Shu Xingbei.

His emotions and anger are invisible. Could this be a 17-year-old boy? I don’t know what kind of things Shu Xingbei has experienced, and his state of mind has become like this.

"I don't quite understand what Brother Qin means," Shu Xingbei scratched his head.

"Have you ever seen a tranquilizer gun? The bullets are fired too fast and are difficult to avoid, and the body alone cannot defend it, so equipment is needed," Qin Cheng explained slowly.

"I once met a person. When an anesthetic gun bullet hit him, he could move freely after a while. Could it be that he didn't rely on his body for defense?" Shu Xingbei immediately thought of Ding Xiang.

No. No. He shot Ding Xiang several times at that time, and Ding Xiang didn't seem to be wearing any equipment.

"Then this person has blood defense. There are such people in our organization. Their blood can blend with anesthetics. As long as the concentration is not high, the anesthetic gun is basically useless to them," Qin Cheng smiled, "You

I've gone for a blood test, and when you get the report, as long as it says that blood has growth potential, you can redeem it at the exchange center for potions that help blood grow, and slowly you can form a blood defense."

"What else?" Shu Xingbei felt that defense was not that simple.

"There are other weapons, shotguns that are far more powerful than iron crossbows. They can shoot iron sand, fire quickly, and have a wide attack range. If you want to defend yourself, you have to wear body armor." Although these are common sense, even if

Shu Xingbei gradually understood it even if Qin Cheng didn't tell him, but Qin Cheng still took the initiative to tell him.

Qin Cheng has already made up his mind to become good friends with Shu Xingbei. They can go out on missions together in the future, and they can leave each other's backs to each other's friends.

Shu Xingbei took a breath of cold air.

Qin Cheng didn't give an example. He really didn't know the existence of shotguns. If those people sent by the company used shotguns to deal with him, it would be hard to say whether he would have survived that day on Xuandao. Xuandao, that was him.

My life hangs on that island.

"What about facing the warrior's powerful attack?" Shu Xingbei asked again.

"Two ways, one is to improve your physical fitness. There are a lot of medicinal liquids in the redemption center, which can be used to soak the body and enhance physical strength; the other is to learn self-defense martial arts and use strength to block power," Qin Cheng replied, "I will redeem

I have read a copy of Defense Techniques and will bring it to you later for you to read."

"Thank you, Brother Qin," Shu Xingbei bowed to Qin Cheng seriously. Qin Cheng's ability to treat him like this gave Shu Xingbei a sense of belonging to the organization.

Since Shu Xingbei joined the organization, except for Huang Yinggao, everyone else, whether it is Xing Guobin or Qin Cheng, as well as Mr. Cao from the library department, have treated him very well.

It was their goodwill that gradually made Shu Xingbei lower his guard, and he regarded the organization as a place he could trust.

As for Huang Yinggao and Shu Xingbei, they did not relax their vigilance.

After Qin Cheng left, Shu Xingbei continued to practice. Although he had passed the sandbag test, he was not satisfied.

Since Qin Cheng can hit a three-hundred-pound sandbag, Shu Xingbei thinks that he can do it too if he has mastered the technique of exerting force.

Sure enough, the 300 kilograms of sandbags did not stop Shu Xingbei. When practice reached noon, Shu Xingbei

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Bei can already practice with a 400-pound sandbag.

At this time, Shu Xingbei did not know that apart from the fact that he had not yet perfected his defensive strength, he had already reached the level of a second-level warrior.

Zhou Chuanting, who was still observing in the monitoring room, could no longer conceal his shock.

Level 2 samurai means that Spear Company's security department only has a hundred people at most. You must know that those who reach level 3 samurai are the upper echelons of the security department.

In terms of strength, Jishi Organization is certainly not as good as Spear Company. You can imagine how many surprises Shu Xingbei brought to Zhou Chuanting.

After lunch, Shu Xingbei came to the training camp again and continued practicing with the sandbag.

He felt more and more that if he continued to practice like this, his boxing style would definitely be able to hit people's acupuncture points.

It's just that no one wants to be a target for him to practice on.

As for defense, Qin Cheng handed his defense book to Shu Xingbei, and Shu Xingbei did not read it for the time being.

He wants to improve his strength as much as possible so that he can survive in the last days.

Although he is young, he can be said to have gone through many hardships. No matter how good the external things are, they are still external things after all. Only one's own ability is the only capital to stand in the world.

Qin Cheng also came over in the afternoon. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he saw Shu Xingbei practicing with a three hundred kilogram sandbag with ease.

Compared to Shu Xingbei, the few years he spent in the organization were really in vain. These days he has been like a sea beast.

At this time, someone else walked into the training camp. Qin Cheng turned around and quickly bowed and called "Boss Bian."

The head of the force department is here. As a first-class warrior, how can Qin Cheng be disrespectful?

Bian Wusheng waved to him, "Go and do your business."

Qin Cheng was originally thinking about practicing on the sandbag that he had not seen for a long time, but when Bian Wusheng asked him to leave, he had no choice but to run away.

Shu Xingbei is still immersed in his own practice. The longer he fights, the more familiar he is with the frequency and vibration of punches. The more familiar he is, the happier he is.

Gradually, he entered a state where he punched, withdrew his punch, punched again, and withdrew his punch again. Each punch was almost natural, and the process of accumulating power before punching became shorter and shorter.

Bian Wusheng watched quietly from the side. He no longer cared about his two packs of cigarettes and half a catty of wine, and he no longer cared about the IOU.

The only thing that made him heartbroken was why he had to express his disapproval of Shu Xingbei in front of Old Ghost Cao in the first place.

But Cao Laogui's promise still made Bian Wusheng very happy. Now that Shu Xingbei has joined the organization and gives him guidance, he can be considered half a master, right?

Although Bian Wusheng quarreled with Old Ghost Cao, he also knew that Old Ghost Cao was not as simple as he seemed. Even the library department was not just as simple as taking care of books.

Shu Xingbei came out of his immersion, and when he saw Bian Wusheng, he was stunned for a moment, "Who are you?"

"I am the head of the force department. My name is Bian Wusheng. You can call me Lao Bian." Bian Wusheng took his hand out of his sleeve.

Lao Bian? How dare Shu Xingbei, just scream when someone asks you to?

He bowed to Bian Wusheng respectfully, "Old Bian."

"Don't worry about those vain things. Isn't the title just a nickname? Come on, come on, try hitting me," Bian Wusheng waved to Shu Xingbei.

Hit you? Shu Xingbei really wants to find a target. But now that the target is the head of the force department and he is in an old state, does he dare to take action?

"If you are asked to do it, do it," Bian Wusheng said impatiently.

Shu Xingbei took a breath, "Mr. Bian, then

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I took action."

"Don't be wordy, do it," Bian Wu started to get angry.

Shu Xingbei punched out.

He only used 60% of his strength. As the head of the force department, Bian Wusheng was probably not as simple as he seemed.

Bian Wusheng frowned, "It's too light. Didn't you have enough for lunch?"

Saying that, Bian Wusheng waved his hand and brushed it on Shu Xingbei's fist.

An indescribable force surged over him. Shu Xingbei took a few steps back, and when he was about to stand firm, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"I didn't say I wouldn't fight back," Bian Wusheng smiled like an old fox.

Shu Xingbei stood up. Bian Wusheng's movements were rapidly spinning in his mind. Just now, there was a kind of power blowing through him. How was this power generated?

Shu Xingbei thought that his copying ability was quite good, but this scene still shocked him. However, he was not discouraged.

Being unable to copy means that your abilities still need to improve.

Shu Xingbei punched out again, this time he used 90% of his strength.

Bian Wusheng still waved his hand, and put the sleeve of his cotton-padded jacket on Shu Xingbei's fist. With a slight pull, Shu Xingbei was unsteady on his feet and stumbled towards Bian Wusheng's arms.

Bian Wusheng kept pushing with his backhand, but Shu Xingbei couldn't stop the force at all, so he retreated for more than ten steps, and finally sat down on the ground.

Shu Xingbei looked at Bian Wusheng in surprise.

If all the opponents he encountered were like Bian Wusheng, ten Shu Xingbei would also die.

"Mr. Bian, how much power did you use just now?"

A smile flashed in Bian Wusheng's eyes, "Less than 10%."

Less than 10%? Shuxing Beida was hit. The power of less than 10% made him so embarrassed. So what about 20%? What about 50%? In other words, in front of Bian Wusheng, he was like a child in front of an adult.

All the efforts are ridiculous.

What surprised Shu Xingbei even more was that he couldn't grasp the trajectory of Bian Wusheng's power, so he couldn't copy Bian Wusheng's method.

Bian Wusheng knew that it was almost done. He came here not only to polish Shu Xingbei's arrogance, but also to give Shu Xingbei some pointers. Otherwise, wouldn't he have wasted the cigarettes and wine he gave to Old Gui Cao, as well as that picture?

IOU?

"Where do you think the power comes from?" Bian Wusheng asked slowly after Shu Xingbei stood up.

Where does strength come from? Yes, where does strength come from? When I was young, I had strength, but not as much as now. As we get older, our strength declines again. Also, people can't use it when they are sick.

How much power? In other words, is the power itself related to your body?

"When the body grows, the strength also grows; when the body fails, the strength also decreases," Shu Xingbei replied.

"That's the most preliminary understanding," Bian Wusheng put his hands into his sleeves again, "Except for humans, do animals in the sea have power? What about the plants in the sea? They all have power. What about sea water? What about waves? By extension,

What about the sun, moon and stars? They naturally have power. When the power reaches a certain level, you are already in that kind of power and cannot feel it."

Shu Xingbei listened blankly, and huge waves were already rising in his heart. Yes, what was written in the two books "Future" and "Past", if you think about it carefully, isn't it also related to power?

The huge power can open the sky and split the earth, and the huge power can break free from restraints and let people soar into the sky.

Under the guidance of Bian Wusheng, a door gradually opened to Shu Xingbei.

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