In the interrogation room.
Yang Fan had nothing to do, so he began to study the attribute increase he received after killing the teddy bear.
It was different from the Penetrating Bone Beast he killed in West Chu City's mock exam. This time, after killing the teddy bear, the system only gave him a two point increase in his blood vitality. There was no increase in his willpower at all. It only prompted him that his willpower had increased, but there was no specific increase.
This was a very common method of killing monsters to level up. The higher the level of the monster, the more experience he would receive, and the more powerful his attributes would be.
This system really was like a game.
However, this blood vitality, other than killing monsters, could it also be like the martial artists in West Chu City? Could it be obtained through special martial arts training?
Yang Fan calmed his heart and felt it. With just a two point increase in his blood vitality, his body's strength had almost doubled. His blood vitality surged, and his entire body was filled with inexhaustible strength.
Yang Fan was very familiar with this feeling. Or rather, it should be said that the trash Yang Fan from South China Martial Arts School's high school class 29 was very familiar with this feeling.
This was the state a normal person would be in when their blood vitality was stimulated for the first time through their own training.
When one's blood vitality was stimulated, even if it was only a little, it indicated that one had already entered the first level of Martial Disciple, successfully pushing open the first barrier to becoming a martial artist. One could already freely use the abundant spiritual energy in the world to cultivate.
In his memories, the trash Yang Fan had successfully guided spiritual energy into his body when he was six years old. He stimulated the blood vitality in his body and became a glorious first level Martial Disciple.
Although he was still a child at that time, he had the strength to hold one hundred and eight kilograms in one hand. He could easily jump two meters in the air. His physical fitness had already far surpassed the majority of normal adult males.
Don't look at how a first level Martial Disciple was trash in the eyes of many martial artists. It was the lowest level of existence. However, to those without any talent for cultivation and unable to stimulate their blood vitality, a first level Martial Disciple was already a superhuman existence.
Therefore, the first level Martial Disciple had another name among the people — — Transcending Mortality Level.
Breaking through the wall, transcending mortality and being reborn.
Yang Fan clenched his fist and felt the extraordinary power contained in it.
After activating his blood and Qi, the spiritual power entered his body. He could now be considered as an Transcending Mortality Level 1 martial artist. Although he wasn't strong and would only be delivering food to a Level 1 demonic beast, in a place like Chengdu, he should be considered a very powerful existence.
"Since I've already transcended mortality and broken through the blood and Qi barrier, I wonder if I can use the Breathing Technique of that world to cultivate directly?"
Yang Fan's brain contained all the martial arts memories of the trash Yang Fan. After a little recollection, a book called "Basic Breathing Technique" appeared in his mind.
Not only that, but he was also very familiar with the breathing rhythm of the cultivation method and the circulation route of the spiritual power in the meridians of the body.
It was as if an experienced driver who had been banned from driving for many years was taking the driving test again. He was familiar with the road and could easily pass it even with his eyes closed.
"So simple!"
Yang Fan easily moved the blood and Qi in his body. He only used five minutes to complete a small cycle.
"You've learned the basic martial arts cultivation method — — Basic Breathing Technique. Meridian flexibility has increased and blood strength has increased. Basic martial arts + 1."
The system's prompt followed.
Yang Fan couldn't help knitting his brows, "A small cycle and my blood strength didn't increase at all. Could it be that my body is also trash?"
"No, no. Perhaps it's related to the surrounding spiritual power that isn't too dense." Yang Fan comforted himself in his heart, "Compared to when I was cultivating in West Chu City, Chengdu's spiritual power density isn't even a tenth of West Chu City's."
For the same small cycle, cultivating in a place with a spiritual power density of one and cultivating in a place with a spiritual power density of ten, the effects would naturally be completely different.
Naturally, Yang Fan forgot about the time when the good-for-nothing Yang Fan had soaked in the Spirit Power Pool for an entire day and only increased his Qi and blood by three points. For a good-for-nothing like him who basically had zero martial arts talent, it didn't make much of a difference whether the concentration of Spirit Power was high or low.
As for Yang Fan, he clearly didn't want to believe that he was the same as class 29's Yang Fan, a martial arts trash with extremely low martial arts talent.
Half an hour later, the enthusiastic landlord Zhu Caiwei was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered half her face. She was wearing a casual black and white dress and a pair of silver white high heeled sandals. She was leading a poodle that was cuter and more stylish than a teddy poodle. She leisurely walked into the work hall of the Seven Mile River Police Station.
A minute later, Yang Xixi who had received the news came out of the office in the back and invited Zhu Caiwei and her poodle to the office.
After inviting Zhu Caiwei to sit down, Yang Xixi turned around and poured a cup of water for her. At the same time, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the poodle at Zhu Caiwei's feet.
"Miss Zhu, I've already told you the specifics of the situation on the phone. I invited you over this time because ….."
Zhu Caiwei raised her hand and cut off Yang Xixi's words, "Don't say anymore, I understand. Yang Fan, where is he right now? "
Yang Xixi said, "He's currently locked up in the interrogation room, but don't worry, we didn't do any criminal interrogation on him. We only asked some simple questions about his situation, so I hope Miss Zhu can understand."
"Don't be nervous, I'm not an unreasonable person."
Seeing that the female police officer in front of her seemed to be a little nervous, Zhu Caiwei said lightly, "I just want to see him. After all, he just came out of the hospital this morning. I heard from the nurse who was in charge of taking care of him that the alcohol in his body might not have completely dissipated."
Yang Xixi immediately understood that this was to give Yang Fan a way out for his outrageous actions.
This way, they could appropriately avoid the matter of Yang Fan suffering from depression and prevent Yang Fan from being more agitated.
This Miss Zhu was not only beautiful and warm-hearted, but also very thoughtful.
Yang Xixi, who had the same thoughts, said cooperatively, "Miss Zhu is right, Mr. Yang Fan's body still has a very pungent smell of alcohol. Obviously, he drank a lot last night and probably hasn't completely sobered up yet."
"Miss Zhu, please come with me, I'll take you to see Mr. Yang Fan."
Yang Xixi politely gestured to Zhu Caiwei. Zhu Caiwei stood up and slightly lifted the sunglasses on her face, revealing an extremely delicate baby face. She gave Yang Xixi a charming smile, "Thank you, Officer Yang! You're really considerate! "
Yang Xixi's breathing stagnated and her face was slightly red. She said excitedly, "Miss Zhu, you're too kind, this is what I should do."
Yang Xixi was a little unable to contain her excitement, "Miss Zhu, it's my honor to be able to meet you today! At first, I thought it was just someone with the same name, I didn't expect it to be you! My family and I really like you! "
"Shh!" Zhu Caiwei put a finger on her lips, "Don't announce it, I don't want others to know that I'm here."
Yang Xixi nodded vigorously.
After a while.
"Clang!" The iron door of the interrogation room opened. Yang Fan heard the sound and woke up from his basic breathing practice. He raised his head and looked at the door.
"Little Yueyue? Why are you here?! "
Yang Fan blurted out, making Zhu Caiwei's face stiffen. Damn it, how did this Yang Fan know her nickname? Ever since she graduated from kindergarten, no one dared to call her that.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Fan himself was stunned.
Little Yueyue? Who is Little Yueyue?
Why did I just call this woman Little Yueyue, I don't even know her, okay? Where did that inexplicable sense of familiarity come from?
Yang Xixi, who came in later, had a face full of gossip.
Little Yueyue? This is a nickname, right? Calling her so intimately, could it be that there is a story between the two of them?
What a pity, the goddess in my heart is actually stuck in a pile of cow dung, my heart is so stifled.
Zhu Caiwei raised her hand to take off the sunglasses on her face and stared at Yang Fan with an unfriendly face, "Mister, you've got the wrong person, right? Look carefully, I'm Zhu Caiwei, not some Little Yueyue!"
When the sunglasses were removed, Zhu Caiwei's delicate face was completely revealed. The sense of familiarity in Yang Fan's mind became even stronger.
Shua!
A memory fragment of a young Zhu Huanan celebrating his sister's birthday suddenly appeared in Yang Fan's mind. The sister in the memory was actually Zhu Caiwei's beautiful face.
"Miss Zhu, may I ask if you know a person called Zhu Huanan?"
Yang Fan's voice was trembling as he asked Zhu Caiwei this question.
Zhu Caiwei suddenly understood and the gentle and soft facade on her face was instantly removed. She gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I know him, he is my dearest second brother!"
"Tell me, was he the one who told you my nickname?! What is your relationship with him?! "
Boom!
Yang Fan felt like he was struck by lightning as his entire body froze in place.
It's true!
The memory that suddenly appeared was actually true!
There really was a person called Zhu Huanan in this world!
Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine and his thoughts were in chaos.
If all of this was true, then didn't that mean that the world that Grandmaster Huanan was in was actually earth?! And the apocalyptic world where West Chu City was filled with monsters was actually a microcosm of the future earth?
How was this possible?
The trash Yang Fan's memories didn't have any memories of earth or China? If West Chu City was a city in China, how could Yang Fan who was already in his third year of high school not know anything?
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