Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye since then.

A year has passed since Luo Kunlun and others enlisted.

Four months ago, the recruit camp had completed its basic training. The recruits in their gray shirts had shed their awkwardness, the wear marks on their leather armor had been smoothed out, their hands holding spears no longer trembled, and the sound of their footsteps when marching in formation had changed from chaotic to orderly.

At this point, their daily routine had long since shifted from basic training where veterans were watching over and correcting their mistakes to a routine of simultaneously consolidating their skills while being responsible for area duty and barracks maintenance.

In addition, they sometimes help with the busy farming season.

A few months ago, during the autumn harvest, the soldiers put down their spears and picked up sickles to help the farmers in the town harvest wheat. Afterwards, they received extra salted meat and beer as compensation for their hard work.

Then, it was the end of the year.

Soldiers in the barracks take turns resting, their training is reduced, and they receive benefits.

A makeshift shed can be set up in the barracks or training ground, where people can sing, wrestle, play games, and tell stories.

The meal included roasted meat, ale, and sweet bread, all of which were exceptionally delicious.

Those whose homes are near Huiyan Town or in surrounding villages can return home to reunite with their families briefly.

Soldiers with nowhere to go can take turns going to the town market to watch street performers, but they are prohibited from drinking and causing trouble. In addition, they must go in groups of three or more and must return to the barracks before dark.

Luo Kunlun made an excuse to go out alone. The impression he left in the barracks was that he was sincere and reliable, always punctual, and only drank a little alcohol.

Since he's someone you can trust, there's naturally no problem with him going out alone.

In the afternoon, in a deserted grove, Luo Kunlun stood firmly in a horse stance, his coarse cloth clothes damp with a thin layer of sweat, the belt around his waist cinching his waistline tightly. His eyes, like those of a hawk, were fixed on an old tree a few feet away, his breathing even as a pendulum, each exhale carrying the crisp scent of grass and trees.

The next moment, he slammed his left foot down, cracking the rock beneath his feet, and shot out like an arrow, his right fist swirling with wind as he slammed into the tree trunk.

With a muffled thud, the force of the fist colliding with the wood caused the air to tremble slightly, and a beech tree was broken in two.

Sweat dripped down his jawline, splashing onto the ground and spreading out small wet patches. Seeing his own strength, Luo Kunlun raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, stopped his stance, and stood still, his breathing steady.

The back of his clothes was already soaked, clinging tightly to his well-defined back.

Host: Luo Kunlun

Vital signs: Normal

Physical fitness: 8

8 points in stamina, average knight!

Throughout the entire territory, only the lofty Viscount Roth possessed such power.

He underwent knightly training from a young age and it took him at least twenty-five years of hard work to become a mid-level knight, one in ten thousand. But Lokunlun only took one year.

If you told people this, it would definitely scare them to death.

Of course, Luo Kunlun would not reveal this, as he was of lowly blood in the eyes of the nobles due to his serf origins.

The serf learned the breathing technique and broke through his limits to become a knight. When the nobles found out, they either changed their tune and said that Lokunlun had noble blood in his body, or they directly eliminated him, this outcast who could overthrow their ruling authority.

Given the anthropomorphic morality of the aristocratic class, the latter is more likely than the former, since even though a mid-level knight is strong, he cannot challenge the entire aristocratic class.

Of course, if Lokunlun becomes a high knight, that would be a different story.

Recalling the scene when he first came into this world a year ago and enlisted in the army, and comparing it with his current physical condition, Luo Kunlun was filled with emotion.

Since discovering that special frequency six months ago, Luo Kunlun has modified the Knight Breathing Technique using nanomachines.

The Knight Breathing Technique is essentially a special breathing and psychologically guided self-hypnosis method that affects the endocrine system and gastrointestinal motility, accelerates and enhances the absorption of food, and, when combined with physical training and the enhanced radiation from a special frequency, breaks through physiological limits.

The most important thing is that special frequency. Even when practicing the same breathing method, there will be subtle differences due to individual physical conditions.

Normally, this cannot be taught or learned from others; it can only be learned by feeling.

Sometimes you get lucky and just happen to touch that frequency.

A meticulous and perceptive genius will remember that feeling and gradually approach that frequency in subsequent breathing exercises.

However, such people are few and far between. In addition, breathing techniques are exclusive to nobles, and most people just happen to stumble upon that frequency by chance during their daily training.

Once triggered, they generally believe it to be an advantage of their own bloodline and rarely delve into its intrinsic nature.

The tips for cultivating a mindset like Layton's, and subtly improving efficiency, are rarely shared secrets.

It's no wonder that most knights reach the rank of junior knight in their lifetime and then find it difficult to advance any further. I myself only attribute it to reasons such as my lack of talent or insufficient noble bloodline.

However, Luo Kunlun is different. He has nanomachines that allow him to precisely practice breathing techniques, regulate his endocrine system, and accelerate food absorption. He can also actively control the frequency he triggers.

For a normal person practicing breathing techniques, if they are lucky, they might trigger the effect once every one or two months; if they are unlucky, they might only trigger it once every three to five months, or even once a year.

Lokunlun can trigger it multiple times a day.

With mechanical assistance, each practice of the breathing technique is incredibly precise and standardized.

However, sometimes even touching that specific frequency will not produce any change.

This may be because the dose of that unknown radioactive particle in the environment was too low.

Furthermore, as physical fitness improves, the effect of particles on enhancing physical fitness decreases; otherwise, Luo Kunlun's current physical fitness would definitely be more than eight points.

Aside from breathing techniques, physical training is the part that Luo Kunlun modified the most.

Aside from the unique breathing technique, the knight training methods in this world are not particularly advanced in terms of physical training.

Wielding weapons, weightlifting, long-distance running, and hammering with sticks and blunt objects... all these are training methods aimed at strength, resistance to impact, and endurance, while the details are not emphasized.

Fighting is just about who has more strength, who can withstand more damage, and who is faster.

From a practical standpoint, this is not wrong.

But the development of human potential does not stop there.

Therefore, Luo Kunlun incorporated elements of martial arts and modern combat into this work.

In his previous life, Luo Kunlun worked as a porter in the wasteland society, and learned combat and shooting to protect himself.

Guns don't exist in this world, and it's unrealistic to manufacture them from scratch.

All the knowledge I had left was martial arts knowledge.

In fact, the mentor who brought Luo Kunlun into the industry was known for his martial arts skills among the "porters".

That guy loved to teach others, and Luo Kunlun learned a few tricks from him and received a lot of guidance.

Although they later parted ways due to conflicting interests, Luo Kunlun was still very grateful to him.

After that, Luo Kunlun never saw him again; he was probably dead.