The Black Book

"The Sino-Japanese War of 1894-88 is a key node in the change of this fantasy world line. Descendants from many countries are preparing to participate in it to collect luck. Some real-life cult figures have even been discovered in Goryeo. You have to be careful."

At this moment, a familiar figure slowly walked up to the two of them and warned them softly.

"Senior Brother Feng."

Feng Zhaobai patted Zhu Haomiao on the shoulder, looked at him with complicated eyes, and sighed deeply.

"Were you responsible for the previous [Blood Dinner] tragedy?"

"Ah? What kind of bloody dinner?"

Seeing Zhu Haomiao's confused face, which didn't look like he was faking it, Feng Zhaobai frowned suspiciously.

"The British officers' banquet was attacked and dozens of senior generals died..."

"Oh, it was me who did that."

The young man waved his hands carelessly, and his casual and relaxed attitude made Feng Zhaobai's eyelids jump!

You massacred the senior officers of several divisions of the world's largest power, and you didn't crush dozens of bugs to death!

He was about to speak, but he was still about to speak. Feng Zhaobai rubbed his temples with a headache and sighed helplessly.

"You...sigh...forget it, professional soldiers are not protected by the Extraordinary Convention. Just kill them. Be careful in the future. The native British people will definitely not give up."

Seeing that the young man was not only not afraid, but was eager to try, Feng Zhaobai sighed even more tiredly.

With the rapid growth of power, the horror of the abyss-level monster is gradually revealed. Can I really guide him on the right path?

However, completely unaware that Feng Zhaobai was worried about his own affairs, Zhu Haomiao rubbed his hands expectantly, as if he saw a large group of fat ducks flying to the door automatically.

Smashing it, suppressing all the bold ideas in his heart, Zhu Haomiao looked at Feng Zhaobai and asked softly.

"Senior Brother Feng, if I am going to Goryeo in a while, should I make some contributions and redeem all the exercises I want to learn?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai looked at the young man's clear eyes and frowned hesitantly.

"What other techniques do you want to learn?"

"Well... I should learn at least the eight basic exercises. In addition, if there is still time, I would like to learn some strange skills..."

Seeing the young man counting on his fingers, Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua looked at each other and couldn't help but interrupt.

"You don't really want to gather the eight basic powers, do you?"

"Ah? Is there any problem? Don't they all say on the forum that if the eight powers unite into one, they will be invincible?"

"…………"

After a long silence, Feng Zhaobai rubbed his brows with a headache.

"Theoretically, this is the case, but people's energy is limited. Even the top experts who can use the four basic jins at the same time will only choose one basic jin as the main direction of attack, and the rest are auxiliary. This involves The issue of the divine compatibility of the high heavenly position cannot be explained clearly in a few words..."

Hearing this, Wang Hua on the side nodded heartily and patted Zhu Haomiao on the shoulder.

"Junior Brother Zhu, listen to my brother's advice and don't bite off more than you can chew. I was just as unbelieving in evil as you were, and wanted to unify the eight powers into one, but ended up wasting a lot of time. I regret it now when I think about it..."

But after hearing his words, Feng Zhaobai's heart moved and the conversation changed.

"If it were anyone else, I would advise you to bite off more than you can chew, but Junior Brother Zhu, you are different from us. If you want to give it a try, I have no objection."

"ah?"

Wang Hua looked at Feng Zhaobai in surprise, but reacted instantly, closed his mouth as if he had some understanding, and looked at Zhu Haomiao's handsome profile with complicated eyes.

Junior Brother Zhu's nature... is probably more evil and inhuman than I expected...

Immediately, Feng Zhaobai asked tentatively.

"Junior Brother Zhu, if it's convenient, can you tell me your current state of various skills?"

"Of course, the highest level is [Die Lang Jin], which has reached Great Consummation."

"The second is [Feng Jing], [Big Toad Qi], and [Hard Qi Gong]. These three skills are all at the level of Dacheng. They are stuck in the bottleneck period before reaching perfection."

"The weakest ones are [Plum Blossom Step] and [Charging Explosive Power], both of which are only at the mastery level..."

Listening to the young man's detailed description of his various skills, Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, sighing with emotion.

I knew this guy was a monster, but I didn’t expect it to be this big!

"By the way, before the Sino-Japanese War officially breaks out, I plan to spend three or four months practicing all the techniques except [Plum Blossom Step] to perfection, so that I can face the challenge with the strongest posture..."

Feng Zhaobai: “…………”

Wang Hua: “…………”

Hearing the young man Feng Qingyun speaking such outrageous words calmly, even the two people who had been in the world for a long time couldn't help but feel a strange feeling.

Normally, it would take more than ten years or even decades of hard work to practice a skill to the Dzogchen state!

How come it is as easy as eating and drinking when it enters his mouth? !

The key is that I think it's outrageous rationally, but emotionally when I think of him, I feel it's normal...

Smash it, slap it, Wang Hua let out a long sigh and waved his hand: "My body is a little uncomfortable, you guys can talk."

Zhu Haomiao frowned strangely as he watched Wang Hua's forlorn and lost figure slowly disappear.

"Senior Brother Wang, what's going on?"

"It may be a bit broken, but that's okay. It should be fine in a few days."

"ah?"

Feng Zhaobai withdrew his sympathetic gaze, looked at the confused boy, and decisively brought the topic back on track.

"Since you are confident that you can perfect all the skills, I think you can boldly try your own ideas. With your qualifications, destiny, and understanding, even if you are wrong, it won't waste too much time."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao pursed his lips in a speechless manner.

"But the problem now is that the contribution points are not enough... The points competition is over, and I can't participate in the resurrection competition."

"I don't know when the next stage of the competition will start..."

Speaking of this, the boy's eyes moved: "Brother Feng, do you have any tasks for me to do?"

Feng Zhaobai frowned, pondered for a long time, glanced at the golden [Dragon Emblem] on the boy's chest, and finally shook his head helplessly.

"This fantasy domain is still in the early stages of development. There are not many tasks in Curry. In addition, after the points competition, players who lack contributions like you have already picked up all the good tasks. The remaining tasks are all thankless small tasks, mostly bronze and silver..."

"Uh... okay, mosquito legs are also meat, give me the whole silver level!"

Zhu Haomiao sucked his cheeks with some pain, looking into the void with sad eyes.

Once... there was a rich points competition in front of me, but I didn't cherish it...

I regretted it until I lost it...

Hey, wait!

Is this more or less affected by [Pupation]?

Because of the long-term [laziness] state, the tension is lost, and naturally I can't think of playing two more games!

Everyday I just think about eating and sleeping...