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Chapter 167

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It had been three days of peace and quiet.

The past few days had been a luxury for Luo Yuan and the other survivors. They could finally have a good night's sleep without worrying about the attacks of mutated beasts. They did not have to worry about the weather the next day, and they did not have to worry about dying the next moment.

Now that Jia Ping City had been cleared, it would take at least 10 days to half a month for the rest of the Mutant Beasts to fill in the blanks. It would be safe here.

This gave Luo Yuan some time to think about his abilities.

Luo Yuan was sitting at the entrance of the subway station with his legs crossed and his eyes closed. In front of him was a black Zhanmadao stuck straight into the cement floor.

The Zhanmadao exuded an invisible power, which made people feel intimidated and cold. Even if it was an ordinary person, they would be able to feel that it was extraordinary. A few mutant flies were flying around anxiously in the distance, but they did not dare to get close to this place.

At this moment, something astonishing happened.

The Zhanmadao suddenly vibrated a little. At first, it might have been an illusion, but as time passed, the vibration of the Zhanmadao became more and more intense. In the end, it even made a buzzing sound. This was the vibration of the blade at a high frequency.

Time continued until Luo Yuan suddenly opened his eyes.

The buzzing sound came to an abrupt halt!

He stood up, pulled out the Zhanmadao, and looked at it carefully. His eyes were filled with joy.

This was a phenomenon that Luo Yuan had discovered recently. In fact, he had noticed it a long time ago. The longer he used it, the more comfortable he felt with it. In the end, it was like an extension of his body, a continuation of his bloodline. This was not an illusion, but something that was really happening.

For example, he could feel it no matter where it was. Even if Huang Jiahui hid it in a corner that he did not know, he could still feel it. Moreover, the distance was quite far, far beyond his perception. He could clearly feel it within a distance of at least 400 to 500 meters.

Of course, Wang Shishi had the same phenomenon as well. Her telekinesis could not only do what Luo Yuan did, but she could also control the shuttle like a flying sword. Compared to her, Luo Yuan only had a superficial understanding of it. However, it was enough to make Luo Yuan happy. At least in the future, he would have the same ability. Although he might not be as gifted as Wang Shishi, he would still be able to survive in this cruel apocalypse with one more ability and one more trick.

Luo Yuan felt that this phenomenon had something to do with his Will, and not his perception.

After all, the range of his perception was far beyond the range of his perception. At a distance of four to five hundred meters, even with the naked eye, a knife was not much bigger than a mosquito. And this was a mosquito before doomsday, so there was no need to talk about perception.

This phenomenon must have occurred because he often used his Will to infuse the Zhanmadao, and eventually left his Will imprint on it, forming some kind of spiritual imprint.

It sounded a little mysterious, as if it was a fantasy, but it was not rare to see such a phenomenon in real life. For example, for a chef, even if there were two identical kitchen knives in his hand, he could clearly feel whether this was his own kitchen knife or not just by holding it in his hand. There would always be a vague sense of familiarity when using something that was familiar to him.

For those who could condense their Will and even leave their Will imprint on the object, this feeling was even clearer.

These few days, Luo Yuan had been sorting out his own strength. To some extent, he could no longer be considered human. At least, he did not meet the standards of a human anymore. Whether it was the extraordinary data of his body or the extraordinary performance of his body, they all showed that he had evolved into a different kind of life.

For example, his lung capacity was seven to eight times that of a normal person. He could take a deep breath and hold it for half an hour. He could eat the same amount of food that a normal person would eat for 10 days, and he could also go five to six days without eating and still be able to fight. His eyesight could clearly see a bird from a thousand meters away, and at the same time, he was like a high-speed camera. To him, a movie was just a frame by frame. His sense of smell was comparable to a dog's nose, so he could clearly smell all kinds of faint smells in the air, and even the concentration of water vapor in the air to determine whether it was cloudy or sunny, or the location of water sources.

These were just the abilities that came with the attributes of his body.

The high-speed computing ability that came with Intelligence, the second perspective and dynamic tracking ability that came with Sensory Perception, and the ability to make wishes come true with Will were all very powerful.

Perhaps each of these attributes was not that scary, but when all of them were combined, there would be an exponential change. The key was how to integrate these attributes to maximize their power. In fact, he had already felt that he was not in sync. Ever since he had left Hedong City, his strength had increased tremendously in a short period of time. This increase was not due to practical training, but due to the system, which had caused him to be unable to fully unleash his strength. Coupled with the fact that he had been tense all this time, there was no time for him to relax. Most of the time, he had not gotten used to it, which had caused him to misjudge his own strength. Although he had managed to overcome these situations with his strength and luck, it had still alerted Luo Yuan.

It was like measuring the advanced level of a machine, besides its function, it was also based on its accuracy. Humans were complicated machines, so accuracy was equally important.

If a person did not even know how high he could jump or how fast he could run, or if he could break his chopsticks while eating, how could he be expected to unleash his full strength? Sometimes, not knowing his own strength was even more dangerous than not knowing his enemy's strength.

In layman's terms, it was because he did not get used to it.

What if he did not get used to it? There was no other way but to train hard!

For the past few days, Luo Yuan had been spending a lot of time on basic training. There were all kinds of high-intensity exercises, and he had been working on his Zhanmadao. Other than that, he had been practicing Tai Chi like an old man.

Actually, Tai Chi had been taught by Huang Jiahui. There was nothing special about it. It was either a square version or a gymnastics version. Of course, it did not have any lethality. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, it was not as good as Tortoise Boxing. Apart from being healthy, it had no other use. However, Luo Yuan had soon realized the beauty of it.

Once he had mastered it, he would be able to master everything.

Moreover, knife skills were an extension of boxing skills. As a knife expert, Luo Yuan's boxing skills had improved as well as his knife skills. Even if he had not deliberately trained, his boxing skills had already reached more than 10 points when the system had mentioned knife skills expert.

Therefore, Luo Yuan had mastered Tai Chi very quickly.

After only three days of training, Luo Yuan had understood the true meaning of Tai Chi. At the same time, his Hand-to-Hand Combat had increased to 19 points, just one step away from mastering it. Just by looking at him, anyone would think that he was an old boxing master who had been training hard for more than 10 years.

Whether he had combat power or not, he would need to further test and understand it in actual combat. However, it was extremely effective in refining one's own strength. Through movements that were as slow as grinding a millstone, one's own strength was also continuously twisted and restrained like a millstone, and brought into control.

Suddenly, Luo Yuan frowned and shouted coldly, "Who is it? Come out! "

Not far from the subway station, there was a figure camouflaged by vines lying quietly in a corner. He was not moving. If Luo Yuan had not sensed that his body was moving up and down as he breathed, he would have almost missed it.

The man did not move. He seemed to be hesitating, but it did not take long for him to remove the camouflage and stand up slowly. Perhaps it was because he had been lying there for too long that his blood was not flowing smoothly. His body was shaking a little.

He walked step by step to the entrance of the subway station and glanced at the large pile of bones at the entrance. There were human bones and mutated beast bones. Some of them were still bloody and very fresh. Looking at the dark subway station, he could not help but think of the devil's den.

However, there was no other way. Survival or death, he could only take a gamble.

He clenched his teeth and stepped into the subway station.

Looking at the man, Luo Yuan was a little surprised. His clothes were ragged, stained with mud and blood. They were not so much clothes, but more like strips of cloth hanging on his body. His hair was also tangled into a ball, with some unknown insects crawling on it occasionally. His face was no longer recognizable, because it had long been covered by a thick layer of dirt.

Luo Yuan had seen many survivors, but he had never seen anyone as dirty as this man.

Compared to him, the beggars before the apocalypse were more mysophobic.

Luo Yuan looked at him from head to toe and found some clues from his standing posture. He said in a low voice, "You're a soldier, or have been in the army before. Why are you here?"

A wave of pressure hit him. Ever since he had advanced to become a knife expert, he still could not control his aura as he wished. Even if it was not intentional, just the leakage of his aura was enough to make him feel oppressed.

His body shook a little, and he clenched his teeth and said, "Yes, I'm a soldier, but I've been separated from the main group. Now a group of brothers are in danger. Our commander hopes …"

He suddenly did not know how to address this person. He quickly thought of something and said, "He hopes … Boss can take us in."

"Take us in? How many of you are there?" Luo Yuan asked.

"Thirteen, or less!" the soldier said.

"Why do you say that?" Luo Yuan asked curiously.

"Because … we were searching for survivors separately. There were fourteen of us before!" The soldier's expression did not change, but his voice was trembling. One of his comrades had fallen on the road forever.

Luo Yuan's expression changed slightly. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"Hedong City. We were separated during the wave of beasts in Hedong City. We used to be a few hundred people, but now this is all that's left. I hope … for the sake of humanity, please save us. We're all experienced soldiers. We're all good people. We won't be a burden to you," the soldier said in a low voice. Seeing that Luo Yuan was still expressionless, he suddenly clenched his teeth and knelt on the ground. He kowtowed so hard that the hard marble floor made a banging sound.

Luo Yuan was moved. He rushed over and helped him up. His forehead was bloody, but the man did not even frown. Luo Yuan nodded secretly and said, "When did I say I won't save you? Draw a position on the ground."

The man was overjoyed. After thanking Luo Yuan profusely, he quickly found a piece of lime and started drawing on the ground.

Luo Yuan looked around and realized that it was not far from where they were. It was only two to three kilometers away. He then asked a few more questions and told the people who had gathered around, "You guys stay here. I'll be right back with this friend."

Then, he winked at Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi, and the two of them nodded in understanding.

Although the man did not seem to be lying, it was better to be cautious. People were vicious during the apocalypse, so it was never too much to be careful.

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