Although he couldn’t understand it, Lin Qianxuan still searched the community for related things.
He finally understood why he couldn’t understand it.
It’s like how he has no clue about computer language content, but when soone presents an entire computer operating system in front of him, he naturally doesn’t get it.
The "Little World Technique" involves the transcendental rules of an Otherworld, and it’s quite complex.
Lin Qianxuan would need to understand the basic extraordinary rules of that world first before he could grasp it.
There are many related recomndations.
However, if starting from scratch, there are only two options.
"Three Thousand Basic Spirit Patterns Analysis," priced at fifty points.
"Construction and Implentation of Spiritual Techniques," priced at fifty points.
It’s worth ntioning that neither requires "factors" to learn.
These two pieces of extraordinary knowledge, compared to others priced sky-high, seem quite reasonable.
But that’s understandable.
After all, a lot of extraordinary knowledge is personally owned, and what they often sell isn’t just that piece of extraordinary knowledge but the extrely rare "factors."
However, fifty points might require so effort from ordinary tasks in Longjiang City.
Maybe he could try crossing boundaries and have a stroll elsewhere?
Anyway, for him, even at full speed, a thousand kiloters wouldn’t even take half an hour.
Lying on the bed, Lin Qianxuan used water vapor to hold up his phone, then started scrolling through videos.
On the Otherworld Bureau app, there are quite a few Transcendents showcasing themselves.
This was also originally a place for them to discuss and research together.
Lin Qianxuan discovered that a significant portion of their extraordinary abilities couldn’t be replicated.
Just like himself, it’s absurd, and he doesn’t know the principles when using it.
Anyway, it just exists like that and can be used like that.
Additionally, it’s worth ntioning.
Although the Otherworld Bureau’s rank division is quite rigorous, one should not beco blindly devoted to it.
Because once a powerful figure did lose to soone at the Fifth Heaven Yellow Rank.
Lin Qianxuan found that in the dostic circle, there were very few ntions of foreign Transcendents.
He searched and found that it wasn’t zero, just very few.
Transcendents are already rare, and even fewer have cross-country interactions.
The few who have contact with foreign Transcendents are all non-staff, and they usually have brief exchanges.
Everyone is relatively cautious, not revealing much information about themselves.
As of now, the circle of Transcendents still seems relatively closed.
Even within the Transcendent circle, they are regionally divided, let alone letting ordinary people know.
After browsing through a pile of videos, Lin Qianxuan indeed saw so fancy maneuvers.
So of them he seed to be able to learn a bit.
Lin Qianxuan raised his hand to condense a water balloon the size of a head, with a subtle thought, tried to compress it inward.
He succeeded very easily.
Continuing to compress, the water balloon shrank, its color becoming extraordinarily deep.
Half a day later, the water balloon was compressed to the size of a fingertip, its color so deep it resembled pitch-black steel.
He manipulated this small water balloon to quickly spin around the room, producing a sonic boom and generating a gust of air.
This wasn’t just due to the quality of the water balloon, but also the magic damage attached by Lin Qianxuan himself.
Lin Qianxuan realized his developnt of his own bloodline abilities was quite limited, pursuing external techniques now seed a bit like neglecting the fundantals.
However, considering he might draw inferences from other cases, he thought it was still necessary to learn more other things.
Thus, he forcefully watched videos all night, draining ten percent of his phone’s battery.
The Otherworld Bureau’s phone is really durable.
After dawn, Lin Qianxuan wasn’t tired.
He took out a bottle of mineral water and drank it down completely.
Feeling half full directly.
A few more bottles of water and he might not need to eat for the whole day.
But he still felt his mouth tasted a bit bland.
So Lin Qianxuan got up and went to the restaurant he hadn’t visited in a long ti to order a few dishes.
The owner hadn’t seen Lin Qianxuan for a while, and when serving the dishes, said, "I thought you moved, it’s been so long since I last saw you."
"Not really, I went abroad, played in Chao Li Country for half a month," Lin Qianxuan replied.
"How was it over there?"
Since there weren’t many custors at the mont, the owner simply sat opposite Lin Qianxuan and started chatting with him.
"Just so-so, feels like the developnt level isn’t even as good as our county," Lin Qianxuan casually said.
"Small countries are like that, their economy isn’t self-directed, they’re controlled by big countries...."
The owner imdiately started analyzing international affairs with Lin Qianxuan seriously.
Among the few favorite things n like to do, other than foot bathing, fishing, and playing gas, there’s only keyboard politics and bragging left.
No matter if they’re fifteen or eighty-five, if you dare to ask, they can talk to you for half a day.
It doesn’t matter if their monthly salary exceeds five thousand or not, they just know stuff.
Lin Qianxuan hadn’t felt this kind of life atmosphere for a while, and suddenly experiencing it felt quite comfortable.
So after finishing his al, he drank three large bowls of soy milk, quietly listening to the owner bragging, occasionally chiming in, sotis showing surprise, until a custor arrived, and the owner reluctantly left.
It seed like he hadn’t t such a great listener for a long ti, allowing him to fully express his vast knowledge.
Actually, it’s worth ntioning, the owner was once a graduate of a military academy in Longjiang City, but due to family reasons, he couldn’t develop elsewhere.
Leaving the restaurant, Lin Qianxuan looked up at the sky; the sun was overhead, warm and comfortable.
Fortunately, there weren’t dozens of suns, otherwise who knows if another story of Hou Yi shooting suns could unfold.
Returning to daily life feels slightly dull and boring.
Lin Qianxuan couldn’t muster any interest in playing gas or reading novels, so he occasionally browsed the community of the Otherworld Bureau to kill so ti by watching videos of those talents.
By the way, Lin Qianxuan discovered a very serious issue.
It seems he doesn’t need to use the bathroom anymore.
It’s like his energy utilization is maxed out, apart from so impurities being expelled through his pores as tabolism, everything he eats gets completely absorbed with not a trace of residue.
He wasn’t sure whether fairies needed to use the bathroom, but Lin Qianxuan now knew that dragons don’t need to.
At least, they don’t casually use the bathroom.
Lin Qianxuan watched as a cactus, watered by his single urination, filled the entire balcony, his expression sowhat subtle.
He had previously bought a cactus intending to water it now and then for fun, also considering it as practice for his ability.
Then he had an impulsive idea and urinated on the cactus.
That urination required quite so effort, taking him quite a while to prepare, it felt like forcibly expelling nutrients stored inside his body after transformation.
Then the next day, he found the entire balcony taken over by cacti.
The front half was even about to drop down to the next floor.
Lin Qianxuan hurriedly used his water control ability to cut them into pieces, then carefully piled them in a corner of the wall.
He dared not carelessly discard them, fearing they might accidentally be eaten by rats or sothing outside, lest he ends up causing a swarm of mutant rats which would be a big trouble for him.
He felt like his hidden dragon bloodline abilities still had many undiscovered facets.
Lin Qianxuan searched the internet for legends about dragons.
There was all sorts of information.
It seed like dragons were omnipotent.
However, a few traits were quite consistent.
Like riding clouds and summoning rain, stirring the seas.
Water control is a natural ability of dragons, as effortless as an instinct.
In reality, Lin Qianxuan’s water control hardly consud any energy, as easy as breathing.
He felt if he truly wanted to make it rain, adjusting rainfall for a city wouldn’t be hard.
However, Lin Qianxuan didn’t dare casually cause rain.
The current teorological bureau’s ability to control rainfall is already strong; if there’s a cloud, it’s not hard to bring it down.
In areas short of water, they can easily redirect river and lake water there.
He didn’t understand anything, and causing rain haphazardly would just create trouble for others.
If the Otherworld Bureau found out, to not ntion being sent to the Upper Immortal Slaying Platform for execution, at least a reprimand might be in order.
The ti ca to the first day of July.
It rained heavily from the sky; Lin Qianxuan instinctively felt a bit happy, really liking the humid air.
He even secretly went for a couple of laps flying in the air.
Back in his bedroom, he pulled out his phone, wanting to share with Chen Long’Er, but worried she might be busy and it might distract her.
This feeling of hesitation allowed Lin Qianxuan to slightly experience what love is.
Lin Qianxuan then found an app called "Little Liuren" on his phone.
It was recomnded by Mu Lizhi, who said it could be used for fortune-telling.
Though not necessarily accurate, it’s sowhat comforting psychologically.
Lin Qianxuan imdiately cast a hex, "Great Peace."
The interpretation seed to be a good on.
So, no worries then.
That afternoon, Chen Long’Er took the initiative to ssage Lin Qianxuan.
She also missed Lin Qianxuan a bit.
In the video, they updated each other on recent events and exchanged so personal information.
Lin Qianxuan vaguely noticed that Chen Long’Er seed to have fewer dragon-like features.
After asking, he found out she was learning to control it, not permanently making it disappear.
Lin Qianxuan then breathed a sigh of relief.
He quickly comforted Chen Long’Er, saying having so scales and such was rather unique.
Chen Long’Er just nodded, saying she would give him a surprise in a few days.
"A surprise?"
After ending the call, Lin Qianxuan could hardly restrain his urge to visit Kyoto.
He was really curious about what the surprise would be.
While thinking, he got a bit distracted, almost bumping into the door fra above.
"Wait a minute? Isn’t this door fra two ters high?"
Lin Qianxuan was dumbfounded, wasn’t he just 176cm tall?
He quickly found a asuring tape to asure himself.
Already 198cm.
If he continues growing, what will happen?
Lin Qianxuan sat on the bed a bit worried.
"Can’t it be controlled? Aren’t dragons able to freely grow bigger or smaller?"
Lin Qianxuan closed his eyes, trying hard to imagine himself getting smaller.
"Gaaa~ crack~!"
His bones made sounds, slightly contracting; after a while, Lin Qianxuan found himself turned into a child under a ter tall.
"Too small now, hey!"
After much effort, Lin Qianxuan finally returned to the normal height of 180cm.
This height was very suitable, not overly strange, just slightly above average.
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