The extraordinary daily life of people with super powers

Tang Ansheng looked at himself, "The skeleton is a dead thing, and this body is also dead."

When he woke up, he found that the body had no signs of life and guessed that the time of death was last night.

"It must be a severe cold. He couldn't get over it and died directly."

Tang Ansheng gathered his spirits and several fragments of memories flashed through his mind. They should be the memories that still remained in this body.

According to the memory fragments, this body is called Xia Ansheng. He drifted to Shijia Village decades ago and was taken in by the locals.

In order to repay the kindness of Shijia Village for taking him in, he began to guard the tombs for the people of Shijia Village, and this lasted for decades.

Later, when he went out of the village to purchase supplies, he picked up a baby in the woods. The owner of the body had no one to rely on, so he took care of the baby as his own grandson.

He also named the other person Xia Fan.

Last year, the town's martial arts academy was recruiting apprentices. The owner of this body almost emptied out his family savings of several decades to send Xia Fan to the academy to learn martial arts.

I had been thinking of waiting for the other person to become successful, but I didn't expect that before I could see that scene, he caught a cold and died last night.

Tang Ansheng looked at the memory fragment with a strange expression.

If what the artifact said about the invasion of another world is true, this body is his parallel universe counterpart, then in a sense, it is equivalent to his entire life.

It's just that the situation is rather miserable.

"Including this time, I have been to four worlds in total. Two of them were entered by spirit, and the other two were entered directly by my physical body."

“Is there any pattern in this?”

Tang Ansheng now really wants to know, where did his original body go when his spirit entered?

Could it be that it was also invaded by the artifact from another world and hidden in the heart?

"The isotope in the parallel universe is not myself, but just another person with whom I am inextricably linked."

Tang Ansheng would not believe all the information given by the artifact's invasion of another world, he would just take it as a reference.

"Currently, the two worlds that the spirits have descended into have both dead bodies. If the next one to descend as a spirit is also dead, perhaps we can draw a conclusion."

"But no matter what, now that I'm here, I can't be such a coward in this life."

He was the governor of four planets, but he died quietly because of a minor cold.

It would be so embarrassing if this were to be told to others.

Tang Ansheng got up from the bed, his whole body creaking and his body was extremely stiff.

"Now I have to find a way to recuperate this body."

Everything he has is wrapped in a special energy in his heart. Although it can be unsealed, Tang Ansheng has a feeling that this special energy is to protect him and prevent him from directly contacting this world.

Once the lockdown is lifted, bad things are likely to happen.

Therefore, unless something happens that touches his bottom line, he will not use his true power.

"But judging from this, the soul should exist. My current state can explain something."

"But what is the essential difference between soul and spirit?"

"If the special energy wrapped around my heart is my soul, doesn't that mean this world is poisonous to the soul?"

Tang Ansheng walked out of the hut. Outside was a medium-sized yard. In the distance were various graves. This should be the place where the dead in Shijia Village were buried.

Further in the distance was an endless forest with no end in sight.

Tang Ansheng took a deep breath, inhaled the fresh air into his lungs, and then exhaled a long breath, a slightly black gas was exhaled by him.

This rhythmic reciprocation was repeated more than ten times.

This is guided breathing.

When he was in the Blue Star World, Tang Ansheng obtained a breathing method from Long Zhan. He combined his experience in the Summer Star World and created a breathing method.

This breathing method can slowly adjust the body's condition and draw the energy of the outside world to cleanse the body.

"Sure enough, the special energy in this world is even richer than that in the Xiaxing world. In addition to the special energy similar to internal force, there are other different special energies."

There is not just one kind of special energy, or special particles, but perhaps many.

According to Tang Ansheng's perception, in addition to special particles similar to internal force, there is also a kind of special white particles that store more energy and are more massive.

Of course, the particles themselves are colorless, but they take on color when they fall into Tang Ansheng’s spiritual world.

The particles that represent internal force are yellow, while the particles that seem to be more advanced than internal force are white.

Tang Ansheng can pull yellow particles but cannot pull white particles.

"Does it require special skills, or is it that my body is not good enough?"

"My spirit is extremely compressed inside my body, and it is too slow to pull the yellow internal force particles. In a short period of time, I can't even store a wisp of internal force, let alone cleanse myself."

"This body is too weak. If any ordinary person comes here and doesn't unlock the true body, I'll be in big trouble."

Tang Ansheng looked around and said, "It seems that I still have to do my old job - eating."

Directly absorbing the energy contained in food is much more efficient than his current method of slowly absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

But after Tang Ansheng searched all the small houses, he only found a few pieces of bacon, some rice and flour, two taels of silver, and some useless sundries.

“I’m in such a bad situation.”

"Although I died in the end in the game world, at least I was able to stop an army of 30,000 by myself. I am definitely a legendary figure."

How come he, who has the whole world, only has these few things on him?

"Well, it seems that there is no parallel world. All parallel worlds are fake."

Tang Ansheng believed that with his supreme talent, it was impossible for him to be so miserable in the parallel world. If he was really that miserable, it meant that it was not him.

"There's enough bacon to eat. Let's cook a pot first. After eating it, I'll recover some strength."

"These two taels of silver should be enough to buy some good meat. If we eat it all, we'll probably recover some."

Tang Ansheng looked towards the woods outside and said, "When I have enough strength, I will make a bow and arrow, a spear, and go hunting animals."

"We sell some of the animals we hunt for money, and eat the rest to replenish our energy, and the cycle repeats itself..."

The initial capital accumulation is so difficult.

I'm not the one who can save you.

But as long as he can get through it, Tang Ansheng will be able to snowball, quickly become stronger, and then explore the world.

Dragging his broken body, Tang Ansheng began to cook the meat.

The fire here is made with something like a fire starter. If it weren't for some fragments of memory in his mind, he wouldn't know how to use it.

When the meat was almost cooked, a voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"Grandpa Ansheng, I'm back."

Tang Ansheng looked up and saw a young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old, walking towards him quickly.

"Yeah." Tang Ansheng nodded and continued to light the fire.

This young man was the child he adopted, named Xia Fan, the same surname as him.

Xia Fan didn't take his nodding behavior to heart, because in his impression, Grandpa Ansheng was just like that, rarely speaking and being a loner.

He often does things his own way and is very stubborn.

Sending him to the martial arts academy was a decision made by the other party at the time.

He now wants to drop out of school and come back to work, but he is worried about how to tell this old man.

With the other party's stubborn temper, he would definitely beat him to a pulp if he heard what he said.

When Xia Fan thought of this, he shuddered all over. He had been beaten many times since he was a child.

"Grandpa Ansheng, let me help you."

Xia Fan hurried over, picked up the firewood and added it skillfully.

The aroma of meat filled the air.

He twitched his nose and said, "Grandpa Ansheng, how did you know I was coming back?"

"I've already told you, you don't need to cook the meat, I'll just eat the other stuff. You're so old, why don't you..."

"I didn't cook it for you. I'm eating it myself." Tang Ansheng's words blocked Xia Fan's next words.

"Uh...okay."

Xia Fan touched his head awkwardly. After spending a year in the martial arts academy, how could he have forgotten his grandfather's personality!

"If you want some, there are two hard cakes in the room. Heat them yourself."

The cake was as hard as a rock. Tang Ansheng didn't plan to eat it, so he just left it to this guy.

Upon hearing this, Xia Fan walked into the house, took out two pancakes from the stove, and tapped them together, which immediately made a "bang bang" sound.

"Is this... edible?" He swallowed. Wouldn't this thing break his teeth?

"Why not? You can soak it in the broth when the time comes."

Tang Ansheng looked at him and said, "Young man, it's good for you to suffer more."

"Thinking back then, I picked you up from the woods outside..."

Seeing that he was going to mention what happened in the past, Xia Fan's face changed, and he immediately said: "Grandpa Ansheng is right, I will eat it!"

It’s not his fault. He has heard about his grandfather’s past at least eighty times, if not a hundred times.

This is not the point. The point is that once the other party gets excited about talking, he can't stop for an hour or two.

If he dared to be distracted during this period, he would be beaten.

Xia Fan had tears streaming down his face as he watched Tang Ansheng sitting there eating meat with big mouthfuls. He could only sit there silently eating his soup and munching on the hard cake.

"Huh? This soup..."

As soon as the soup entered his mouth, Xia Fan's throat began to move. He didn't know if it was because he was hungry or if the old man's cooking skills had improved, but he felt that this was the best soup he had ever tasted in his life.

"The old man has this skill, he can definitely open a small shop in town, and I can help him. I can't say I can make a lot of money, but it's no problem to make some money."

Xia Fan's eyes lit up, but when he looked at Tang Ansheng sitting next to him, his heart lifted again.

"My grandfather has always wanted me to become a martial artist. Last year, he spent almost half of his life's wealth to help me enter the martial arts academy."

"If I say I won't go to the martial arts academy, it's no big deal if the old man beats me to death, but if he gets sick from being angry, I'll be worse than an animal."

Xia Fan was extremely conflicted.

Before entering the martial arts academy, he was full of energy and thought that even if he was not a prodigy, he was at least a genius.

But who would have thought that a year later, he hadn't even entered the first level of physical training, a complete loser.

He went from being a young man full of vigor and vitality to gradually realizing that he was just an ordinary person.

But he was not willing to live like this, and practiced until very late every day, but to no avail.

Not only did he fail to make any progress, but he hurt himself due to over-training.

Because he had no money to buy medicinal herbs.

"Yang Li, who entered the martial arts academy at the same time as me, has similar aptitude to me and comes from a poor family. However, he reached the first level of physical training not long ago. I really don't know how he did it."

Yang Li had an ordinary appearance and was rather aloof, so almost no one in the martial arts academy noticed him.

But it was such an unknown person who, in a test not long ago, showed the cultivation level of the first level of physical training.

When people in the same hospital asked him how he did it, he just waved his hands and said it was just luck.

"That's great. I've reached the first level of physical training in the first year. I don't have to pay tuition and can continue to stay in the martial arts academy."

Xia Fan had a good impression of his classmate. He was clearly at the first level of physical training and had a very solid foundation, but he had never shown it until he revealed his skills during the test.

Those who reached the first level of physical training at the same time were eager to let everyone in the martial arts academy know about it immediately.

They were all teenagers, but the other party had such a character, which made him admire him.

But unfortunately, they are both ordinary people, struggling to survive, and they don’t interact much.