Only My Way

Not long after.

Ling Wuyuan and the others, who accounted for more than 80% of the total number of newcomers, arrived at the gang's school.

The teacher who appeared before them was a white-haired, old man wearing a plain robe.

His spirit looked quite good.

And he walked with relatively nimble legs and feet.

"Everyone, nice to meet you all. From now on, I will be the teacher responsible for teaching you basic knowledge. You can call me Teacher Zhao."

"Here, I need to remind you that the performance assessment will be conducted once a month. If you fail the exam, the punishment will be very severe. The Discipline Hall will be directly responsible, and you will be whipped at every turn, until your skin is torn and your flesh is ripped open..."

"Of course, in addition to this, I also need to emphasize to you that reading and writing are really very important things, even for martial artists. If you don't want to get a martial arts manual in the future but can't understand the contents, or can only understand part of the contents, it's best to study seriously from the bottom of your heart."

His words were full of admonition.

As a martial artist and teacher.

What Teacher Zhao didn't say just now was that being able to understand only part of the manual but thinking that you completely understood it is actually countless times more dangerous than not being able to understand the manual at all.

In that situation, it is very easy to kill yourself or cripple yourself.

Even in a force like the White Crow Gang, which has a long history, there are still cases from time to time where newcomers cripple themselves even with professional guidance.

As for those purely self-taught people?

For them, the situation of killing themselves is even more numerous.

So, although it was none of his business.

But as a teacher, if possible, he felt that it would be better for his students to study knowledge seriously and not end up in such a miserable situation.

It is precisely because of this.

He was quite satisfied with the White Crow Gang's punishment mechanism.

Being whipped is better than killing yourself...

It's just that.

Many newcomers who don't know the value of knowledge at all don't understand all of this...

As he finished speaking those words, the students who had already found their seats and sat down one after another, regardless of their specific thoughts, still chose to respond in agreement, at least verbally acknowledging Teacher Zhao's statement.

Seeing this situation.

The other party also nodded slightly.

And began to make various arrangements...

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Time flies.

One year later.

Inside the White Crow Gang.

Ling Wuyuan, whose apparent age had successfully reached eleven years old, was sitting in a corner of the library, looking at the book in his hand with a calm expression under the sunlight outside the window.

The library was a place where the White Crow Gang specially stored various ordinary books they had collected.

The building was twenty-five meters high and divided into three floors.

It is said that through hundreds of years of continuous collection, it already contains more than 100,000 books.

The first floor stores history, geography, customs, literature...

The second floor stores animal encyclopedias, ingenious skills...

The third floor stores myths, anecdotes...

Now Ling Wuyuan is staying on the first floor.

Basically.

Since learning the language of this world, he spends more than six hours a day reading books here.

Sometimes he even spends the night here directly.

When he is tired, he sleeps on the floor here.

After waking up, he continues to read silently.

As if he is obsessed with reading.

Moreover, the types of books he reads are very mixed.

Basically, he reads all kinds of messy things.

The main thing is that he doesn't distinguish between value and category at all.

Even some strange literature that seems particularly nonsensical, as if the author is just imagining things for no reason, he accepts it all.

Because for him.

Any knowledge is extremely valuable.

Perhaps it seems quite inconspicuous, and the actual content is just a few sentences, only a few dozen words, but it may contain the truth that has been painstakingly summarized after countless deaths and injuries.

Even those things that seem like random fantasies may contain some kind of bizarre personal experience of the author.

And all of that will become the ladder for him to continue to grow in the future...

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However.

His attitude towards reading gives others the feeling that he is somewhat obsessed with reading.

Not only has he basically sacrificed all his enjoyment time.

Even with the other newcomers, he only maintains the most basic contact, and does not get close to or communicate with anyone.

At most, he will have some extra communication with the teacher.

For example, actively asking some strange questions that are a bit off the beaten path.

So everyone's impression of him is very simple and straightforward.

[A reclusive person who doesn't fit in], [A weirdo whose mind is full of books]...

Moreover.

Due to the fact that he reads too fast, many times everyone thinks that he just roughly flipped through the contents of the book and put it back, and then changed another book to continue reading.

It seems that he is looking for some specific information among many books, and has not seriously read the books he has already obtained completely.

However.

Ling Wuyuan did read every book carefully.

With the blessing of his special talent, he, who already has the ability to read ten lines at a glance, only needs a few seconds to completely memorize a page of densely packed characters in his mind.

Therefore, memorizing the contents of an entire book only takes him a few minutes now.

Due to the fact that he reads too fast, in order to avoid attracting the attention of others, he often deliberately slows down or hides in the corner.

Now, after a year of natural growth, although he has not yet practiced martial arts, the talent ability that can speed up his own speed has still reached four times the acceleration with the natural development of his body.

And after repeated attempts, he has been able to do other acceleration besides pure body acceleration.

For example, acceleration in terms of thinking speed.

Even to stabilize a part of his power.

For example, without having to deliberately activate the talent ability to accelerate himself, a double acceleration of thinking and nerve reaction is constantly applied to himself.

As for constantly accelerating his own all-round speed?

Ling Wuyuan feels that there is no need to do that now.

That would also accelerate the rate at which his lifespan flows and the rate at which his body grows.

He feels that if his control and development of his own talent ability can continue to improve in the future, perhaps he can simply accelerate the growth rate of his own body without affecting his lifespan.

Of course.

Now thinking about those operations is a bit too ambitious.

Those operations should all wait until he has cultivated his martial arts realm to a certain level...