After speaking,
Old Liu gathered everyone to head over to Zhang Feng.
At the sa ti,
Zhang Feng and Dr. Wu were walking in the mountains, slling the fragrance of flowers and grass mixed with the damp odor of animal droppings.
Most of the unpleasant sll was coming from the base at the back.
This plot of land was very fertile.
"How is it?" Zhang Feng asked as he practiced his inner strength, glancing at the contemplative Dr. Wu, "You’ve learned on the road and spent a few days at the plantation base.
Has it helped you?"
"I need to digest it," Dr. Wu said, taking a notebook from his pocket, "Mr. Zhang, I’ve noted everything down and marked so parts I didn’t understand.
If you have ti, could you take a look and guide ?"
"Sure," Zhang Feng replied, taking his notebook and flipping through the pages one by one.
After flipping through for a while, Zhang Feng reached out to him, "There are quite a few mistakes. Do you have a pen?"
"I brought one."
"I did!"
That was the answer from both Dr. Wu and the newly arrived Old Liu.
Behind Old Liu, three researchers had already taken out their pens.
"Forget it." Zhang Feng saw this and looked ahead, "Old Wu is like half a student of mine; I even taught him the thods of refining force and making Grain Avoidance Pills.
Seeing how many questions and annotations Old Wu has, I realized you all are in the sa boat.
Let’s find a place.
Let’s clear up everything about the Grain Avoidance Pill, and then our class trip will co to an end."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"
"President Zhang! We will study well and not let your teachings go to waste!"
"Thank you, President Zhang, thank you..."
Everyone was very grateful and admired President Zhang’s selfless teachings trendously.
Of course, when they usually taught students, they wished they could just open the students’ heads and pour the knowledge in.
Although they were selfless, they didn’t feel they were selfless; instead, they felt that teaching and passing on knowledge was the right thing to do.
...
Another two days went by.
In a nearby county, they temporarily requisitioned the only large conference room of the local governnt.
Zhang Feng set this as the venue for a small conference.
The county people, seeing so many leaders arriving, were incredibly excited.
Additionally, because Zhang Feng didn’t want to keep it hidden, he told the county that local doctors could also attend as auditors and gain knowledge.
Afterwards, the news spread from the county to the city, and from the city to the province.
In less than two days, the county courtyard was filled with cars.
dical experts from the province and so officials ca too.
What was initially a small academic eting turned into a province-wide dical conference.
Even experts from other provinces, upon hearing that it was presided over by President Zhang, hurried over.
The local military also began to send people over for protection.
Seeing the increasing commotion, Zhang Feng realized that if everyone ca, it would take at least ten days.
Finally, Zhang Feng decided to conclude his small eting and let so researchers who had already understood the concepts stay behind, so the old professors’ trip wouldn’t be for nothing.
As they left,
On the way back to the base,
Inside a bulletproof car,
In the passenger seat, Old Liu looked exhausted, turning his gaze to Zhang Feng who was admiring the scenery from the backseat, "President Zhang, if you want to change assistants, just say so. There’s no need to work to death before replacing ..."
"No such thing," Zhang Feng looked away from the scenery and glanced at Old Liu, "I initially intended to teach a little, not to attract so much attention."
"That’s not..." Old Liu said in exasperation, "To you, these may be little bits of knowledge.
But to us, it’s very different.
I can assert that if you stayed another ten days or so, it wouldn’t just be a provincial dical conference anymore; it would turn into a nationwide one!
People from around the world would rush here!
Your knowledge would definitely stir up a global storm!"
Old Liu pointed to the armored vehicles in front and behind, with special task forces seated inside,
"Moreover, President Zhang, we have been keeping your travels confidential repeatedly to prevent such incidents from happening.
Because, apart from the base, if you stand anywhere for a while, it will inevitably beco a global center of attention!
Did you know? So foreign reports have already dubbed you as ’the God walking among n’."
...
Due to Old Liu’s words,
And because there was nothing urgent,
For the following months,
Zhang Feng began another retreat.
The new martial arts courses would have to wait, first letting big data store them.
Then, Zhang Feng focused on inner strength.
He wanted to master it as soon as possible.
So that when the first school’s sester ends, he might be able to give a speech.
If things went slower, he must at least show his face before the first batch of graduates.
Ti was tight.
Unconsciously, he practiced for dozens of days.
The main arteries were all connected with inner strength, and what remained were the small veins.
Through months of practice,
Zhang Feng’s constitution reached [97]
Almost thirty points more than when he was treading water.
With his current level of mastery, Zhang Feng could stand on the water’s surface with his feet.
At the end of the last world, Zhang Feng opened new paths on the legs of his previous reality.
...
On the 90th day,
In the following days, Zhang Feng neither practiced inner strength nor read materials on human physiology, but used big data to find new paths.
Upon this search, there was an abundance of materials, but useful ones were scarce.
Seeing the little ti left, Zhang Feng didn’t hesitate but quickly combed through nearly ten thousand materials.
After eight days, with comparisons and cross-references with so databases on human physiology,
Zhang Feng finally organized 10 new paths on the legs.
This ant the next world reincarnation would have its benefits, not leaving with a few, which would be a pity.
After all, though the world pauses upon leaving, there won’t be second chances upon return.
Thus, occupying inner strength ti to collect new paths is crucial.
Adding the two books of the last world, eliminating the duplicates, this ti there are 28 more.
After preparations, practice for a day,
In the blink of an eye, a hundred days had passed.
And that afternoon,
Zhang Feng, thinking he hadn’t gathered with friends for over thirty years, invited Master Wang and the others for dinner and drinks at the curator’s house that evening.
To ntally unwind before the next adventure world.
Otherwise, staying tense continuously isn’t feasible.
Moreover, letting it lead to a Heart Demon would be troubleso.
Thus, they ate and drank for an hour.
After the al, as they were drinking tea,
Zhang Feng, sipping contentedly, casually remarked while looking at the slightly chubby Xiaoli,
"How did the belly co out? Have you stopped running?"
"Indeed, I haven’t run." Xiaoli lightly patted his belly, "Zhang Ge, with you gone, there’s no one to lead . I twisted my ankle a while ago, and after so rest, I got entirely lazy."
"Hey, hey, I healed his foot." Dr. Wu chuckled, holding his tea cup, "He happened to co to my hospital to get an X-ray that night, and I was on duty with the machine.
I thought he ca to invite for a al.
When he hopped in on one leg, I knew he wasn’t there without a cause."
"Hahaha..." Master Wang and the others laughed.
"You guys are sothing, what’s so funny?" Zhang Feng asked, seeing everyone laughing, including Xiaoli, and found himself chuckling montarily.
With this conversation and laughter,
In the presence of friends, he laughed openly,
And Zhang Feng felt much better emotionally.
If after six years of repairing the Tank Commander World, the Heart Demon rose to 45, now it was maybe at most 20.
Zhang Feng, for the first ti, felt that laughing openly could be so relaxing and pleasant.
It’s not just about enjoying beautiful scenery or traveling.
This self-cultivation, it turns out, can appear from laughter induced by a casual remark, achieving profound effects.
This self-cultivation truly evolves with a heart free but within bounds.
After a while of laughter, they paused to catch their breath.
Zhang Feng got up relaxedly, went to the door to get his hat and sunglasses, then turned to Xiaoli,
"Li Zi, shall we go for a run?"
"Let’s go." Xiaoli promptly got up and started warming up.
"Count in," the curator also rose, lifting his sleeves, shaking his small belly, "Look, look, there’s sothing to be said about running and losing weight, right?"
"Don’t make laugh," Zhang Feng smiled while putting on his sunglasses, "We have to go for a run; don’t want to get a stitch."
"Shall we all go?" Master Wang also got up, pulling an eager Dr. Wu along, "We’ve drunk today, let’s run back and co to get the cars tomorrow."
"Everyone running?" Zhang Feng looked at them.
They all nodded.
"Great," Zhang Feng put on his hat,
"Brothers, let’s have a practice session together then?"
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