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Wang Zheng did not refute. He had never seen a bookstore owner more knowledgeable than Old Merchant. Even if he could not become a university professor, he would still be able to fool people.
"Brat, there's always luck in life. Even if it's impossible to travel through parallel dimensions, it still depends on luck. Luck is one hundred percent. The breathing technique passed down in your family is actually an ancient treasure of mankind. Twenty-eight, hehe. He might be trash in this world, but he might be a genius in another world!"
"Old Merchant, can't you be more tactful? You really don't know how to comfort people."
This old man's happiness was built on his pain.
"Hehe, just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!"
At this moment, Old Merchant said mysteriously.
"… Old Merchant, are you having a fever?" Wang Zheng felt that Old Merchant was a little strange today, but he was not the only one. Student Wang had been out of luck for the past few days.
"Damn, I'm a little dizzy from drinking too much. I'm going to close the shop and take a break. You can get lost now!"
Old Merchant said, waving his hand.
Wang Zheng chuckled, scooped up the gift, and ran out. Looking at Wang Zheng's back, the Old Merchant smiled.
"Twenty-eight? How can the people of this world understand a true genius? One day, you will make the world tremble!"
Wang Zheng returned home and practiced the Eight Stage Breathing Technique as usual. Otherwise, he would not be able to calm down. It would be a lie to say that he did not feel depressed. Wang Zheng felt that he was a miracle.
Was he really going to study? The thought of sitting in an office all day writing and drawing made Wang Zheng feel dizzy. He really did not have such thoughts, even though he thought that scientists were the greatest group of mankind.
His gaze fell on Old Merchant's gift on the table.
Wang Zheng jumped up and picked up the gift. It was not a big thing, but it was quite heavy.
Tearing open the newspaper, Wang Zheng was surprised to see that the silver box was actually made of metal. It looked very high-end, and was a little out of place with Old Merchant. Wang Zheng was a little excited.
Opening the box, there was a black iron block inside … It looked a little like the Rubik's Cube that he played with when he was young, but what was it?
Flipping through the box, there was not even an instruction manual. Wang Zheng stared at the iron block and knocked on it. Damn … it was solid.
He bit it … It was quite hard. His teeth almost fell out.
What was this thing for? Hidden weapon?
With such a heavy weight, it should be able to knock someone half to death if it hit their head.
Could it be that the inside was made of gold? The little miser immediately rolled up his sleeves and rubbed it fiercely. What if he rubbed off the black skin and found a shiny piece of gold underneath?
Student Wang smiled to himself. This was the first coming-of-age gift he had ever received. Even if it was a piece of scrap metal, he was still very grateful to the Old Merchant.
Suddenly, he felt a stabbing pain. The iron block was smooth to the touch, but it had suddenly scratched his skin. Furthermore, it was sucking his blood like a leech!
He tried to fling it, but it didn't fly out. Suddenly, there was a burst of golden light, and Wang Zheng felt like he had been hit by a maglev car.
F * ck … What's going on? Even if it's a tragedy, there should at least be some foreshadowing!
This was Student Wang's last thought.
Tick tock tick tock …
It seemed to be the sound of water dripping. Wang Zheng slowly opened his eyes. He was surrounded by darkness. What the hell was this place? He felt a sharp pain in his forehead … His body parts were still intact.
Below them, there seemed to be some kind of ground. It was cold, and the surroundings were pitch black. Nothing could be seen clearly.
"Is anyone there? Can you turn on the light?"
Wang Zheng asked carefully. He had never encountered so many strange things in his life.
Bang ~ ~ ~
In an instant, there was white light in front of him. Wang Zheng was almost blinded.
With great difficulty, he regained his sight. Wang Zheng was scared out of his wits by what he saw in front of him.
In front of him, the tip of his nose was almost touching the tip of his nose, and there was a red … thing!
Skeleton ~ ~ ~ ~
The space was filled with a thunderous echo, and Wang Zheng almost fainted from the shock.
After howling for a while, he realized that no one was paying attention to him. A certain guy was a little embarrassed.
He was in a sealed room with clean white squares. Opposite him stood something that looked like a robot, but he really didn't know who designed it. It looked like a skeleton. Would it kill to be more beautiful?
"What the hell is this place? If there's anything alive, squeak!"
Wang Zheng roared. What he had experienced today was more ridiculous than what he had experienced in the past 15 years. This last one was even more ridiculous. How did he end up in this strange house?
"Genetic test begins!" The skeleton robot suddenly stretched out its hand, and a red light enveloped Wang Zheng.
Fortunately … It didn't hurt, just a little itchy.
Not long after, a string of information appeared in front of Wang Zheng's eyes.
Wang Zheng, male, primeval genes preserved, 15 years and 10 months old. Genetic evaluation score – 18!
This number was the most eye-catching.
Wang Zheng wanted to curse. Damn, how could they bully him like this? 28 was already embarrassing enough. How could it drop by 10 in a few days? If this continued, he would be like a pig.
This must be a nightmare!
The skeleton robot suddenly saluted. "Congratulations, Wang Zheng, for passing the evaluation. You are rated as a genius. You have the potential to become a god of war. The success rate is 100%. Do you want to activate the Super Soldier Project?"
Wang Zheng's face turned red. "Ahem, don't mock me. No matter how bad my talent is, it was all given to me by my parents. I am very grateful to them!"
"There is no error in this test. Do you want to activate the Super Soldier Project?"
The robot said meticulously.
Communication was unimpeded. Wang Zheng quickly figured out that this was the Super Soldier System of the unlucky Rand Empire. It specifically chose the best of the best to be trained. The Rubik's Cube was a special training space. The flow of time was almost at a standstill. This was also the killer weapon of the Rand Empire to conquer the universe. However, there was no such thing as the Rand Empire in the Milky Way Alliance.
"Hey, who's playing a prank? Let me out, or I'm going to flip out. Believe it or not, I'll sue you until you go bankrupt!"
Wang Zheng decided to be more serious. Three seconds later, Wang Zheng believed it.
The skeleton robot gave him a round of electric shocks. Sometimes, force was the most convincing.
Looking at the skeleton robot's oppressive gaze and the hand cannon that was flashing with lightning, Wang Zheng did not hesitate to choose the Super Soldier Project. A wise man submits to circumstances. This was also a family motto.
"The first stage of the Super Soldier has been activated. Matching martial arts!"
Two silver balls of light appeared in the space and swept across Wang Zheng's body. This time, it was a little painful. Wang Zheng opened his eyes wide in curiosity. Everything in front of him was like a dream. What was the Old Merchant doing?
"Primordial Regression Technique."
Three ancient words appeared in the space. They were rarely seen nowadays.
"Congratulations, you have been matched with the Primordial Regression Technique. Ten Thousand Techniques Return to One. In the 100,000 years of history of the Rand Empire, only three people have been matched with this martial art. The first stage of training is the first stage of Primordial Regression Technique – 32 Stages of Cultivation!"
32 dots of light appeared on the skeleton robot's body. Wang Zheng finally understood why it had to be in this form. What could be clearer than this?
In another parallel universe, human development had taken a different direction. Technology existed, but the most important thing was to unearth the inner strength. It was the same genetic evaluation, but the direction was different. The results were also completely different.
Simply put, one was the body's support and technology was the main. The other was the body's support and technology was the main. However, Wang Zheng felt that the other side was a little more terrifying.
The skeleton robot explained in detail. It seemed that it found this method very difficult to understand. However, Wang Zheng felt that it was really clear. This thing was a little similar to the Eight Stages of Breathing Technique that was passed down in his family. It was just a little more complicated. Wang Zheng had been tempted by his father with lollipops when he was three years old to start practicing the breathing technique. Who would have thought that it could be used here?
"Do you want to activate the Meridian Connection Technique?" asked the skeleton robot.
Once he heard the use of such crude words, Wang Zheng had a bad feeling. "Ahem, can I choose no?"
"No!" A pile of silver needles appeared in the robot's hands, shining brightly.
F * ck, those things were more than 30 centimeters long. What was he trying to do?!
"F * ck, why the f * ck are you asking me if I can't choose?!" Even a clay figurine had a temper. Wang Zheng flew into a rage.
Shing, shing, shing …
Like playing the lute to a cow, 32 silver needles were instantly inserted into Wang Zheng's body. At that moment, Student Wang shuddered … but it seemed to be okay.
After three seconds, Wang Zheng's howl resounded in the space again. Every silver needle was followed by a silver wire, and a strong electric current was injected into Wang Zheng's body.
"Follow the direction of the electric current and open up the acupoints. Spiritual guidance!"
Wang Zheng was already in a semi-unconscious state, but he just couldn't pass out. Even if he wanted to activate his cultivation technique, it was completely a pipe dream. His body was completely out of his control. But at this moment, the Eight Stage Breathing Technique that he had practiced since he was young began to circulate automatically. It miraculously guided the electric current, expanding from 8 to 16, and then from 16 to 32. Every time an acupoint was opened up, Wang Zheng's pain lessened. He didn't know how much time had passed, but Wang Zheng's consciousness gradually recovered, and he began to focus on opening up the acupoints.
Finally, when all 32 acupoints were opened up, forming a complete cycle, the electric current disappeared, and he lost his senses.
When Wang Zheng opened his eyes again, the skeleton robot was still in front of him.
"Congratulations, Soldier Wang Zheng. You have created a new awakening record. You have completed the initial cycle in 10 days!"
The robot praised meticulously, and even gave a standard military salute.
Hearing the praise, Wang Zheng didn't dare to let his guard down. The skeleton robot in front of him spoke politely, but its attacks were too cruel.
"Can I go now?!"
"In this period of time, you have to consolidate your cultivation technique and complete the first stage. At the same time, you have to do some targeted warrior basic training."
The robot said. Perhaps it wanted to make its expression as gentle as possible, and it actually revealed a human-like smile, but … it was so scary!
Clearly, the robot didn't understand the saying that humans needed rest, and immediately began training.
Horse stance!
Damn, anyone who squatted for a day would have the urge to die. In the past, he had also trained, push-ups, long distance running, short distance sprints, but they were all within the range of a normal person. This robot seemed to respect him for other things, but once it started training, it was completely … a demon!
On the first day, Wang Zheng couldn't help but ask, "Can I become a super soldier by squatting like this?"
"Sorry, your question is beyond the scope of the answer."
Student Wang gave up. Actually, he could feel that this was good for balance, but was it necessary?
Once it started, it couldn't be stopped. If Wang Zheng didn't move properly, he would be electrocuted.
What was worse than squatting for a day was squatting for six months!
Wang Zheng wondered if his legs were going to go out of shape. The key was that it was boring, so boring that it drove him crazy. After going crazy, he realized that practicing the Primordial Regression Technique was the only thing he could do to pass time. Wang Zheng really felt that his optimism was at its peak.
After six months, the robot finally gave him a new task.
There was an additional pile of pillars in the space, and Wang Zheng's task was to walk around the pillars.
Whichever one was lit up, he had to immediately go up, because the original one would disappear. What would happen if it disappeared?
It wasn't a big deal. He would just fall from a height of about six meters.
Would it hurt?
That was a struggle between life and death. Wang Zheng felt that it was a dream, but the pain was fatal. It was just that the red light from Bonehead could always heal him.
Humans' potential was always stimulated in difficult times. In order not to fall and become crazy, Wang Zheng was like a kangaroo jumping around every day. The 32 Stage Primordial Regression Technique also gradually became more proficient.
After a month, Wang Zheng was very proud and carefree as he jumped around on the pillar. It was said that this was called the Plum Pillar. In fact, it was a kind of arrangement of numbers and shapes. Wang Zheng marked it in his mind, and everything became simple.
"Bonehead, this thing is no longer a challenge. I'm already invincible."
"Yes!" The robot was always simple and direct.
And then the pillars were still pillars, except that the diameter had changed from 20 centimeters to 10 centimeters.
The six meters were still the same six meters, except that the ground had become densely packed with nails.
Damn, I have trypophobia!
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