"Sorry."
Luo Nan rushed out in a rush. The metal door sensed a human body and opened to two sides. Driver Qin followed him out, but he still didn't say a word. It was as if nothing had happened.
The couple cautiously avoided a certain someone who was suspected to be mentally ill. They took the elevator up. In the end, Luo Nan was shy. It was hard for him to avoid feeling awkward. He repeated his previous words, "Sorry, Brother Qin. I was distracted."
Driver Qin continued to smile, "It's fine, Mr. Luo. Shall we go back now?"
"Yes, let's go back." Luo Nan closed the notebook as he spoke. He didn't dare to look at it anymore. Cultivation, Gear, outsourcing, security threats, and various other matters were all squeezed together. If he were to study more notes, he wouldn't be able to endure it even if he were to be torn into three pieces.
But when he sat in the car, Luo Nan was unable to endure the silent atmosphere brewing. All sorts of thoughts came one after another, and some of them were quite reasonable.
"The Gym Master taught me about the root receptacle, root nature, and root trigger. They can distinguish one's innate talent and temperament. They can resonate with the Life Sketches. The Nine Orifices Six Roots Internal Refinement Technique is a method of tempering one's body. It can form a more realistic self-portrait. Grandfather's notes mostly record targeted drugs that affect the human nervous system …. If I don't consider the issue of theoretical control and purely use it as a reference, perhaps there might be some progress?"
Oh my god. I can't hold it in anymore. What should I do?
Luo Nan picked up the folded notebook and slapped his forehead. He was vexed and yearning. The emotions bubbled up from the bottom of his heart, wave after wave, making him restless. He wanted to verify his thoughts, but he didn't know where to start …. This time, it wasn't because he was at a loss. It was because there were too many places to start.
Yes, the light of inspiration in Luo Nan's mind was like lightning in a thunderstorm. It flickered fiercely in his mind, forming hundreds and thousands of streaks in an instant. They were like golden snakes dancing wildly, whipping at the tip of his heart.
The more he thought, the more tormented he felt. Luo Nan sat in the front passenger seat, using the notebook to press against his head. In the end, he was defeated by the impulse of inspiration. He sucked in a breath of cold air and flipped open his brown notebook. Just as he was about to start scribbling, he still had a bit of rationality left in him. He flipped back to his own notebook and found a blank space. Then he started scribbling furiously.
Classification Technique, Internal Refinement Technique, Mind Medicine, Life Sketches … Some of these related knowledge flowed smoothly, while some only existed in concepts. However, when they were connected, they unknowingly formed a vast and vague network that covered and explained everything.
The spiritual light flashed like lightning, but the writing speed was still too slow.
Luo Nan's two legs were trembling with anxiety. The first line of his handwriting was barely neat. But later on, his handwriting was so messy that it was out of shape. Many of his thoughts were simply replaced by simple symbols. Some were even randomly sketched out due to his emotions.
Just like this, Luo Nan quickly filled up three pages of paper. His mind suddenly went blank, and the tip of the pen was unable to fall down no matter what. Only then did this burst of inspiration come to an abrupt end.
Perhaps he had only remembered fifty percent … no, thirty percent!
Beads of sweat seeped out of Luo Nan's palms, back, and forehead. He didn't care. He just flipped through the few pages that he had recorded from beginning to end. For some things that were too illegible and abstract, he would try to recall, interpret, and then make new notes.
He was racing against time and memory. He was competing against the most mysterious and unfathomable of inspirations. He flipped through page after page like this. He made notes and added notes. Soon, he filled up six or seven blank pages. It was more than twice the amount he had recorded from the beginning.
Then he flipped through the pages for the third time. This time, the pressure was much lighter. He looked through the full ten pages once more. The more he read, the more relaxed he became.
Very good. He was able to make up for it in time. He confirmed that more than fifty percent of his thoughts had left behind traces. There were some that were more detailed.
Luo Nan's wristband vibrated. At first, Luo Nan simply ignored it. Then Driver Qin coughed lightly to remind him. He shot a glance, and his scalp tightened.
"Hiss. Aunt?"
"Where are you? What time is it? Why aren't you home yet? "Mrs. Luo Shuqing's tone was very stifling. She was probably really angry.
"I'm …." Luo Nan stared blankly. Right. Where was he?
He turned his head to look at the driver's seat. Driver Qin turned on the headlights, indicating that he should look at the sign in front of him. Luo Nan looked at the sign and read, "I'm at Rongxing Street. Cough. I'm outside the community. I'll be there soon."
Luo Nan only had time to confirm the time now. It would have been better if he didn't look. Once he looked, his face twitched. 23: 47. It was almost midnight.
Luo Nan was able to confirm that the security car he was in was already parked outside the community. He didn't know how long it had been there. Driver Qin sat quietly in the driver's seat. He maintained his silence until now. This was his usual style.
Luo Nan needed to express his gratitude. Otherwise, he would have been disturbed in the process of retracing his inspiration. It would have been impossible for him to record ten pages of inspirations.
"Brother Qin. Many thanks." Luo Nan's clumsy tongue revealed itself once more. He was stuck here. He didn't know what he should say for a time.
Driver Qin laughed again. He spoke a rare long sentence, "There has never been time for cultivation and training. Especially when you've just learned a new move …. When I first started learning martial arts, I was scratching my head when I learned the skill from my teacher. I hated that I couldn't learn it the next day. When I developed my special ability, there was no need to even mention it.
Driver Qin was good at understanding others. Luo Nan's awkwardness eased quite a bit. Besides, he was already at the entrance of the community. He wasn't in a rush to go back. With his current state of mind and his pile of luggage and medicine boxes, it was highly likely that he would be confiscated if he brought them back directly.
Luo Nan slowly adjusted his breathing and calmed his state of mind. He casually asked about Driver Qin's situation. It could be considered a chat to relax, "Brother Qin also dual cultivates martial arts and special abilities?"
Driver Qin nodded slightly, "I first learned martial arts at Luhe Gym. I inexplicably gained special abilities. Later on, my martial arts became more and more impure. I made my master angry."
He spoke modestly, but Luo Nan was filled with deep veneration, "Luhe Gym. So Brother Qin is under Mr. Giant Arms."
Mr. Giant Arms, whose arms were thick and solid, gave Luo Nan an extremely deep impression. His pure fleshly body penetrated through steel. His fist energy was perfect. It was truly inconceivable. Luo Nan only found out later on that Mr. Giant Arms was a powerhouse in the top ten of Xia City in terms of fleshly body strength. He was top-notch even in the B-rank.
Driver Qin held Mr. Giant Arms in high esteem, "Mr. Giant Arms is a pure refinement of his fleshly body. His martial arts are pure beyond pure. Not to mention that I have a special ability that distracts my mind, even my temperament is a bit flat. I'm not really suited for Mr. Giant Arms. I can only learn a little bit of it. "
"Can't special abilities and martial arts mutually promote each other?"
Driver Qin laughed, "My special ability leans heavily toward defense. Mr. Giant Arms pays the most attention to instantaneous explosive power. In the end, there are irreconcilable areas between the two …."
Luo Nan grunted. He subconsciously sized up Driver Qin a few times, but he forgot that his mind was currently excited. His soul strength was especially active. He subconsciously clairvoyantly.
In an instant, Driver Qin's form seemed to fade away. A group of simple stars were arranged within. They were connected to each other, forming a peculiar image.
This was a Life Sketch …. Oh, there was more!
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