After the internet was disconnected, I connected to the magic world.

Lin Ze started packing his things the next morning.

The rented room wasn't big, but after living there for two years, I accumulated quite a bit of miscellaneous stuff.

Clothes were folded and packed into suitcases, and frequently used books were stuffed into cardboard boxes.

The computer tower was the key component, so he specifically found some foam paper to wrap it in three layers before putting it back into the original computer case.

This computer, which was hit by a meteor, is now his biggest trump card.

Just as I was about to unplug the power, the screen on the table suddenly lit up.

It was the private message notification sound from Magic Voice, popping up rapidly, more than a dozen times in a row.

Lin Ze wiped his hands and leaned over to open it.

The sender was Colin.

Following this was a dense text, along with more than a dozen anatomical atlases and psychographic images, filling the entire screen.

"Lord Lin Jianfeng! A groundbreaking discovery!!"

"I found four Battle Masters of the same level and spent a lot of money to hire a third-level mage to work with the Mental Detection Technique."

They dissected eight corpses of different races and measured the qi circulation paths of more than twenty living people.

"The hidden meridian system you provided is genuine! But it also has major problems!"

Lin Ze paused, his heart skipped a beat.

He clicked on the first picture.

It is a mental image of the upper body of the human body, with light blue lines outlining the channels of fighting spirit within the body.

It was densely packed with many smaller branches than the twelve main meridians he knew.

In some places, what should have been the main meridian has branched into two or three forks.

He remembered that there were no acupoints in some places, but the diagram clearly marked the points of fighting energy.

Colin's text message followed immediately:

"Look, this is a standard human's battle aura channel."

It roughly matches the main hidden vein you provided, but there are seven smaller branch veins and three additional nodes.

"We also tested dwarf hybrids, elf hybrids, and human descendants from other planes, and the differences were even greater."

Some were missing two lateral veins, some had their nodes shifted by an inch, and the most extreme case was an orc hybrid where the main vein was crooked by half an inch.

"As different planes and different races intermarry and reproduce, the channels of fighting spirit in the human body have long since changed."

Everyone's pulse patterns are subtly different; no two are exactly alike.

Lin Ze stared at the screen, his fingers slowly tightening.

He had a very clever plan.

Throw Earth's energy system over there and let the people from another world be guinea pigs.

Help him experiment and make mistakes, help him research, and he reaps the benefits without lifting a finger, directly applying the mature results to his own practice.

But now people are telling him.

Our bodies are structured differently. Your system works, but it's not a perfect fit. We have to modify it according to our own needs.

This is troublesome.

The people in this other world are diverse, with many mixed-race individuals and significant differences between planes, resulting in a wide variety of meridians that have evolved over time.

They can modify their own techniques to suit their bodies, but Lin Ze cannot.

He is a pure-blooded Earthling, with no trace of alien blood in his body. The improved version researched by aliens might not work on him.

The path of copying homework is closed.

"And what about the results?" Lin Ze typed.

"It works very well!" Colin replied quickly.

"Even if you only follow the main branches, the efficiency of condensation is 20% higher than that of general cultivation methods."

If those branch veins were utilized, they could probably grow even further.

"We now suspect that your hidden lineage is a complete inheritance from pure-blooded humans in ancient times."

Back then, interdimensional marriage didn't exist, and the human body's energy pathways were well-defined, which is why the accuracy was so precise.

"In today's context, it has become the most original and core blueprint."

We all have to follow the diagrams you provided and work backwards to find the pathways within our own bodies.

Lin Ze leaned back in his chair and remained silent for a long while.

There was definitely some disappointment.

I originally wanted to just relax and reap the rewards, but now it seems I have to find my own way step by step.

But it's not all bad news.

This proves at least one thing: the meridian system is correct, and the twelve regular meridians of the earth are the most fundamental and orderly routes of human body circulation.

The otherworldly beings went astray because of their mixed-race heritage, but he did not.

In other words, this set of techniques is more suitable for him than for anyone from another world.

Once I understood this, the gloom in my heart instantly dissipated.

He tapped his fingers on the table, and soon a new plan formed in his mind.

Even though the otherworldly beings can't use the complete version, the fragments are still valuable.

Especially the Taoist concept of refining qi into spirit.

This is a good opportunity to sell it for another profit.

He revised his words and replied to Colin:

"I see. No wonder the fragments in the ruins didn't match the current human body; it turns out the bloodline has changed."

"I still have a fragment of an ancient page, which is a guide to the circulation of battle qi to nourish the soul, and it is designed to complement the hidden meridians."

It's badly damaged, and I can't guarantee its authenticity. Do you still want it?

Less than ten seconds after the message was sent, Colin's reply popped up, his words revealing his eagerness:

"Yes! Of course I want it!!"

"Nourishing the spirit and soul is what we lack most! As long as the approach is correct, we can gradually adapt it to our bodies!"

"Name your price! Any price is acceptable!"

Lin Ze smiled and typed a line:

"Five hundred magic coins."

"Let's sign another contract. I want 1% of all the cultivation techniques and commercial profits you develop based on this Hidden Meridian and Divine Soul Technique."

"It's not much, just a title as the source. If you feel you're losing out, then forget it."

One percent may seem small, but the total number is large.

If this technique were to become widespread, the entire warrior system would have to be rewritten. At that time, a steady stream of magic coins would automatically flow into his account, essentially making money while lying down.

Colin didn't hesitate at all.

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!"

"Don't even mention one percent, you should get five percent! You are the source of this tradition, this is what you deserve!"

"I'll draft the contract now, and we'll sign it immediately!"

For Colin and his team, obtaining the blueprint of the ancient inheritance was already a huge windfall.

A one percent dividend is nothing.

If the research yields results, this amount of money will be a drop in the ocean.

Soon, the Magic Network Contract popped up.

The terms are clearly stated: Lin Jianfeng will provide the incomplete scroll of the Hidden Pulse Divine Soul Chapter, and Colin and the research team will pay 500 magic coins.

Lin Jianfeng will permanently receive 1% of all subsequent derivative techniques and commercial profits, and all research data must be provided to Lin Jianfeng simultaneously.

Those who breach the contract will be punished by the magic network, suffering damage to their soul.

Lin Ze scanned it once, confirmed there were no problems, and then dripped in a wisp of spiritual energy.

The contract took effect, and 500 magic coins were instantly credited to my account.

Including what he had left over, he now has over 700 magic coins in his account.

He didn't release the entire Divine Soul Chapter.

I only selected the most basic introductory part of Qi cultivation and spirit transformation, along with some acupoint routes on the head, which is enough for someone from another world to study for several years.

He held onto the core elements very tightly.

After sending the file, Lin Ze did not close the chat window.

He went through all the research materials, anatomical atlases, and psychographic images that Colin had sent him from beginning to end.

The pulse comparison of the eight corpses, the battle qi circulation data of the twenty living people, and the mental probing report written by that mage were all very detailed.

As he flipped through the pages, he gradually figured out the pattern.

No matter how crooked or forked the meridians may be, the core logic remains the same:

The more nodes are connected and the more complete the cycle, the higher the efficiency of condensing battle qi, and the stronger the nourishment to the physical body and soul.

Branch veins are not useless, they just haven't been developed.

Just like a main road, if all the side roads are opened up, the traffic flow will naturally be smooth.

Lin Ze's eyes slowly brightened.

The otherworldly being's meridians are disordered; he must slowly find his own path.

But he's different.

His twelve meridians are perfectly aligned, with every acupoint correct.

He had only circulated eight meridians before, leaving four untouched.

What would happen if all twelve meridians were opened and all acupoints were activated, forming a complete microcirculation?

Once the thought popped into my head, I couldn't suppress it.

Colin and his team's data proved that the more complete the cycle, the stronger the effect.

That complete twelve-cycle circulation is definitely much better than the current half-baked state.

"I just moved to a new house, and it's spacious."

Lin Ze muttered to himself and reached out to press his dantian.

The battle qi vortex there rotated slowly, and the warm air flowed gently along the eight meridians.

"Once we're settled, we'll open up the remaining four meridians."

"If we can't rely on people from other worlds, then we'll forge our own path."

He shut down the forum and continued packing his things.

The cardboard boxes were stacked in the corner, and the main unit was placed in the safest spot.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on the back of his hand.

The original plan was disrupted, but the path became clearer.

It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on anyone.

This meridian system is originally from Earth.

The one who should have thoroughly understood and utilized it was himself.