Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

The reason why the public mistakenly believes that superpowers are caused by genetic mutations is simply because mutants often experience abnormal fluctuations at the genetic level under stimuli such as radiation and extreme anger.

What truly determines whether one can control superpowers is whether certain hidden meridians have been opened.

Current instruments can only read DNA sequences and cannot detect the existence of meridians at all.

Meridians are neither tendons nor blood vessels, but special pathways that exist between the real and the virtual. They are formless and shapeless, yet they connect all the acupoints in the body and maintain the rhythm of life.

Intangible energies such as radiation and emotions surge and wash over the hidden veins, quietly rewriting the underlying code of life.

X is an unknown code name. Charles, puzzled, referred to the special abilities awakened by mutants as X-gene mutations.

In Chung Kwok-hung's eyes, superpowers are not a disease, but a dormant talent—every one of his superpowers is rooted in the fundamental attributes of wind, fire, thunder, and water.

When he truly saw the essence of superpowers, a thought spread like wildfire: could this talent be awakened without the serum?

After repeatedly refining the consciousness-guided experiments in the "core" laboratory, he finally figured out a way—to use consciousness as a key to unlock the door to talent.

This door marks the moment when the hidden meridians are opened; and he simply named the process of divine sense penetrating the hidden meridians "Opening the Door".

Humans possess three treasures: essence, energy, and spirit. Essence builds the physical body, energy generates power, and spirit governs spiritual clarity.

Divine consciousness is the power of the soul. Since it can be used to open the door, Chung Kwok-hung was not willing to stop there. What if he used his flesh and blood body or a torrent of energy to open the door? Would that be equally feasible?

After secretly planning for several days, he summoned Chen Jin and asked him to recruit another three hundred volunteers.

The power of chaos poured out like a tide, breaking open the hidden meridians one by one. As expected, all three hundred people awakened their supernatural abilities.

The energy gate has been opened, but he has not stopped.

Having faced death twice, one has long considered the "afterlife" as an instinctive plan.

Those who lack foresight will inevitably find themselves in trouble; those who prepare in advance will surely profit.

If, after reincarnation, his consciousness dissipates, his energy becomes difficult to cultivate, and the laws of the universe are different, causing the serum to completely fail, then he will truly become a mortal with no supernatural abilities left.

With ample leisure time at the moment, if one can comprehend the method of opening the door of the physical body, even if it is not needed in the future, it will only be an extra step on the journey.

He leaned back on the sofa, letting Wanda bring him tea and massage his shoulders, but his thoughts wandered between his muscles and skin.

He has clarified the three paths to opening the door: divine revelation, physical revelation, and spiritual revelation.

Both divine sense and the power of chaos can break through barriers, but the power of the physical body alone cannot break through that door.

After more than ten days of racking my brains, I still couldn't see the light of day and had no clue what to do.

Fortunately, he maintained a good balance between work and rest, and traveled extensively with Wanda, Natasha, and others.

Food is of paramount importance in China, with eight major cuisines each having their own unique style, and a vast array of delicacies.

Whenever the tip of the tongue trembles, a trace of the original flavor is secretly stored in the treasure bowl—so that whenever one craves it in the future, one can simply reach out and retrieve it.

After traveling for more than a month, I returned to the "chip" laboratory in Chongqing.

By day, I ponder the mysteries of the body; by night, I practice the true principles of Yin and Yang. My days are simple yet fulfilling, grounded and comforting.

"The power of vibration is ever-changing; perhaps it can be used to forge a method for unlocking the body's potential."

As his gaze swept over Susan's tall and slender figure, Zhong Guohong's mind suddenly lit up.

Once his body and mind were completely relaxed, he focused his mind and sealed off his hidden meridians, as if building a high wall.

They tried their abilities again, but all of them failed, leaving them completely motionless.

"With a thought, chaos surges, and hidden meridians open—but what about the physical body?"

Having already reached the pinnacle of Dan Jin, he had long since mastered the control over Zhen Jin.

His divine sense spread out like a net around his body, and he selected a hidden meridian to begin probing.

One tremor, then another, a series of tremors, a series of tremors... After seven days of sleepless nights, the hidden vein was finally shattered.

"It turns out that the shockwaves inherent in superpowers are the fuse for breaking through barriers."

Following the direction and depth of the hidden veins in his memory, he handled it with ease, connecting them step by step.

"Sealing the meridians of the divine sense is a form of artificial suppression, but natural blockages vary greatly—the treatment must be tailored to the individual."

With a slight thought, he asked Chen Jin to recruit another thousand volunteers.

He swept his divine sense across the area and used his shock force to execute a precise move, each person employing a unique method tailored to their individual circumstances.

"Some people's pulse is as stagnant as mud, requiring gentle, continuous vibration; others' pulse is as thick as black iron, requiring short, explosive vibrations—the intensity, frequency, and rhythm are all variables."

"As long as the vibration energy gradually increases in depth and speed, the hidden meridians will eventually open."

With the experiment a great success, he looked up and smiled, his eyes relaxing completely.

"If one attains mastery of the three paths of spirit, body, and ability, even if the world changes in the next life, one's extraordinary abilities will not be severed."

"These three divine skills, each with its own unique edge, made this period of time worthwhile."

He handed over all of Chongqing's industries and cutting-edge scientific research data to Chen Jin, then drove his light-speed armored vehicle, carrying Wanda, Natasha, and others, across the ocean to Xuyang Villa.

He has personally forged the triple key to the Gate of Talent.

He has experienced all the flavors of life across the land.

Having no attachment to staying in China, I'll leave without hesitation.

As soon as he stepped into the manor gate, Xiaobai came to greet him, her voice clear and bright: "Master."

Chung Kwok-hung casually asked, "How much is left in the account?"

"Ninety-six hundred and fifty-three billion and seven million," Xiaobai answered crisply.

"Amount 800 billion US dollars, donated to those schools in the original proportion." Chung Kwok-hung's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable force.

"Understood." Xiaobai nodded in response, her movements swift and efficient.

Super Soldier Serum has long since fallen off the best-selling list, while the prices of more than a dozen other new serums have skyrocketed—the most basic "Dawn" serum costs $100 million per vial, while the currently most sought-after "Sun" serum has been priced at $500 million.

Umbrella, Hydra, S.H.I.E.L.D.... These established powers have been struggling with the incomplete Extremis virus, and the alternatives they've developed are still stuck in the lab, unable to be released to the market.

That substandard virus was extremely unstable, and the "centipede venom" concocted by Hydra was a potent medicine with a pair of shackles: after each use, it had to be replenished every few days; after stopping the drug for three days, its combat effectiveness plummeted, eventually becoming unable to even defeat street thugs. To make matters worse, the test subjects would frequently self-destruct, blowing up the laboratory walls and destroying all the data.

Currently, only Xuyang Mountain Villa can reliably produce and supply mature serum in large quantities. Their success rate, barely reaching 60%, is already the industry ceiling.

Eric's personally calibrated equipment precision became an iron gate standing in front of all the giants—Umbrella Corporation, Hydra, and Wayne Enterprises tried their best, but the serum yield rate remained around 60%, and no one could get past it.

That morning, Gordon, an Inhuman, tore through the air and teleported to the ground. Before he could even get his footing, his wrist was firmly gripped by a silver-white hand.

What Vision can do, Xiaobai can do as well; what Vision can't do, Xiaobai can still handle with ease.

Although Gordon could flash into the void, he couldn't escape Little White's eyes that could see through dimensions.

After being captured by a robot, Gordon paused for half a second before immediately teleporting again.

Unfortunately, as soon as his figure faded, Xiao Bai appeared as if by magic, his five fingers never loosening, and even the tips of his fingers glowed faintly.

White's body can phase at will, so Gordon's attempt to break free is like diving headfirst into quicksand.