Xu Cheng had always been very vague about the Xu Family. Ever since he was born, he only knew that he only had one father and had never seen his mother. Most of the time, his father was taking him on the run, and in his life, there was only the responsibility and consciousness of avenging his father and finding his mother. He had always forgotten where his ancestors came from.
Xu Cheng changed into a set of mountain sportswear and used it as a training exercise to recover his body functions.
His current injuries couldn't be healed with genetic abilities, so he had to rely on his own body's resistance. He needed to slowly recover like a normal person.
After climbing over a mountain, he wiped off his sweat, looked at the mountains and rivers, and sighed. "It's been a long time since I felt like a normal person."
Before, he had genetic abilities that could eliminate these symptoms of fatigue and fatigue.
This was also why Xu Cheng wanted to improve the genetic problems of people all over the world, allowing humans to further improve their genetic abilities. At least strengthening genes could increase lifespan, resistance, and other functions. However, this path was very difficult to take. It would hinder the interests of many people, and there were so many countries in the world that politicians wouldn't allow you to promote and strengthen the physical fitness of those at the bottom to compete with them.
In fact, there were also disadvantages to promoting it. If one day, everyone on the street was a gene user, and their ability was so destructive, how could they control it? How could the government maintain society?
These were all disadvantages.
However, he could only take it one step at a time. At least the preliminary strengthening of genes could save a lot of people from fatigue and improving their immunity.
But now, the biggest obstacle on this path was that old devil.
Xu Cheng didn't understand. Even if he promoted it, those gene users wouldn't affect his status, so what was he afraid of?
It wasn't like Xu Cheng didn't gain anything from his initial contact with the old devil.
First of all, because the old devil had the Venom gene in his body, any normal woman would die when he had sex with her. This was also why he was so desperate to have Little Snow, because the Tardigrade gene in Little Snow's body could perfectly neutralize his blood toxic cells. Xu Cheng thought that the old devil wanted the cells in Lin Chuxue's body for him to use!
Secondly, according to Xu Cheng's understanding of genetic objects, the fact that the old devil could live for 200 years and still look like this was a bit out of the ordinary. Under normal circumstances, even if it was a gene body, unless it was a cellular organism, it was impossible to live for so long.
Even if Xu Cheng had genes from sea turtles and other organisms that could slow down the use of various functions in his body, allowing him to maintain his youthful appearance even though he was 30 years old, it was impossible to say that he could live indefinitely.
The old devil looked like a teenager, but he said he had lived for two hundred years.
There must be some reason for prolonging his lifespan.
As Xu Cheng was thinking and analyzing, he subconsciously went to the address his dad told him before.
Looking up from afar, one could see smoke rising from chimneys halfway up the mountain. It looked a bit like a village. Xu Cheng carried the basic camping equipment and headed up the mountainside.
The mottled stone road was surrounded by potholes and muddy roads. It was a little inconvenient to walk on. Xu Cheng walked up the mountainside, and the first thing he saw was a tea garden. After walking around the tea garden, he finally arrived at the entrance of the village.
Seeing a woman washing clothes by the river, Xu Cheng slowly walked over and asked, "Excuse me, is this the Xu Village?"
The woman shook her head and looked at him blankly. "Did you go the wrong way?"
"Isn't it?" Xu Cheng asked with uncertainty.
The woman shook her head. "You must have gone the wrong way."
Xu Cheng: "Then, is Half-Immortal Xu nearby?"
The woman shook her head, looking a little impatient.
"Big Sis, I'm sorry. I looked around this mountain and only saw this village. My address is correct. Since it's not here, do you know where the Xu Village is?"
"I really don't know, Little Bro, you can keep looking," the woman said.
"Okay, thank you." Xu Cheng nodded, looked around at the surrounding mountains, and let out a sigh of relief.
According to the address his dad gave Lin Guiren, this was the right place.
"Big Sis, is it convenient for me to stay here tonight? It's a bit late, and there aren't any villages nearby, "Xu Cheng said a bit awkwardly. More importantly, he was still injured, and he really couldn't stay here for long.
The woman looked up at him and said, "We don't keep outsiders here. If you want to stay, you will have to start a fire at the foot of the mountain."
Xu Cheng said awkwardly, "I have a tent, but I didn't bring any bedding."
"That's your problem," the woman said.
Xu Cheng pouted. Feeling a bit helpless, he could only turn around and go down the mountain.
As he went down the mountain, he said in confusion, "Did I get the wrong place?"
At this moment, a few kids came up from the foot of the mountain. They seemed to have gone to the field to catch crickets.
When they came up, they saw Xu Cheng face to face.
Whether it was the woman or the kids, they were all dressed very plainly. Their clothes didn't look modern, nor did they look like ancient clothes. It was more like a Chinese tunic suit, but at the same time, it was neither fish nor fowl.
"Hey, the water ladle is dripping down, help me scoop it up," at this moment, the woman who was washing clothes just now shouted with her hands on her hips.
"Oh." The kid who looked to be around 11 or 12 years old responded, and then he turned around to look at the water ladle that was dripping down, preparing to go over and scoop it up.
Xu Cheng was afraid that the water would be too strong, so he stopped him. "Let me help you, it's dangerous."
Then, Xu Cheng dove into the water. He was pretty good at swimming, and when he quickly swam over, he saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.
He saw the eleven or twelve year old boy suddenly jump on his head with his foot, just like how a dragonfly skimmed the surface of the water in the TV series. He grabbed the water ladle with one hand and somersaulted, jumping the river with a diameter of ten meters to the other side.
Xu Cheng floated on the water, touched his face, and looked at this scene in a daze.
What made him even more surprised was that this kid was holding the water ladle, and from the bottom of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, the distance was at least a few hundred meters, but he still managed to throw it up with all his might.
The water ladle was still in an arc in the air, and because it was too high up, plus it was windy from the middle of the mountain, the water ladle was naturally floating in the air. However, that woman casually caught it with one hand.
Xu Cheng was so busy watching this series of actions that he forgot that he was being washed down by the river.
At this time, a small boy came over with a bamboo pole and handed it to him. "Hold on tight."
At that time, Xu Cheng didn't really care, but since the guy was being kind, he reached out and grabbed the bamboo pole. Then, that guy quickly pulled him to the shore.
He was 1.9 meters tall and weighed over 180 kilograms, but he was dragged up by a child who was not even ten years old!
Frankly speaking, in terms of strength, he did not lose to them. However, the key point was that these people were still children. From the abilities they had displayed, just the guy who had displayed his Qinggong just now was definitely an existence close to A class.
The key was that their A levels were very different from the A levels of the special forces in the big cities. These kids' A levels were all internal martial arts, a type of qi manipulation ability! They were similar to the former imperial guards who sought refuge with the Freemasonry.
How could a child of ten to twelve years old have such a foundation?
This village was not simple!
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