If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 118 The Real Trash Mountain
"Dong dong dong..."

Three rhythmic knocks sounded from outside the door, and the middle-aged man at the desk looking at the information raised his head and said:

"come in."

"Crack..."

After the sound of the doorknob being turned, a young man with a straight posture and a military look walked into the room. He held a document wrapped in kraft paper and said with a solemn expression:
"Report, the results of the first round of comparative comparisons have come out."

"Is there any problem?" The middle-aged man took the file bag, first checked the seal, and after confirming that there was no problem, he opened it, took out the documents inside, and asked while flipping through it.

"There is no problem at present. The conditions of the three control groups are all stable. I don't know the specific data."

Although he answered that he didn't know, the young man's answer was still full of confidence.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Understood, you should go back first."

"Yes!"

When the young man left the office, the middle-aged man opened the document in his hand, and the title written on it was "Comparative Experimental Observation on the Secret Book of "The Golden Bell Jar"".

If it weren't for the shining steel seal on it, most people would think it was a spoof prop when they saw it, but middle-aged people are very clear about the importance of this document.

After noticing this document from the courier from Colombia, the Guitan Countermeasures Bureau and relevant departments attached great importance to it. After confirming that there was no danger on the surface through special project establishment and discussion, various research and experiments were also put on the agenda.

In the first round of experiments, [-] volunteers were selected for practice, and they formed three control groups. One group only practiced internal exercises, one group only practiced external exercises, and the other group practiced both internal and external exercises. There were two groups, one with supplementary medication and the other without.

And now, it is the first month of their practice.

During this month, in addition to allowing these volunteers to practice, the research team affiliated to the Guitan Countermeasures Bureau has not been idle. Experts in the fields of traditional Chinese medicine and biology have been drawn from the official talent pool to conduct a detailed study of this cheat book. Analysis, but apart from confirming that external medication has excellent effects of promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis, strengthening bones and promoting muscle growth, and the toxic and side effects are also within the scope of conventional medicine, there is almost no gain.

At least for now, even an old Chinese doctor who is proficient in acupuncture and massage cannot quickly identify whether there is a problem with the breathing and tongmai in this set of cheats.

"In the first control group, three people in the drug group had gas sensations, and there was no special change except for analgesia, and no one in the non-drug group had gas sensations."

"In the second control group, the color of the body surface of the drug group changed slightly, and the ability to resist blows increased significantly, while the ability of the non-drug group increased slightly."

"In the third control group, all members of the drug group felt a sense of qi, enhanced their ability to resist blows, and their strength also increased. When they were lucky, their skin color changed slightly. One person in the non-drug group felt a sense of qi, and their ability to resist a blow increased slightly..."

Looking at the report in his hand, there was no change on the man's face. He just put it back into the kraft paper bag, picked up a pen and wrote a few lines in the notebook, and then picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Old Zhang, you are calling at this time, and the result came out?" As soon as the other end of the phone was connected, the middle-aged man paused slightly with his half-open mouth, and then said:

"Well, it seems that there should be no problem at present, but it is only for now."

"Oh, according to what you said, someone has already developed a sense of qi?" The voice on the other end of the phone was visibly excited, and the middle-aged man called Lao Zhang responded affirmatively:

"A total of nine people, six of whom belong to the third control group."

"Hiss—as expected, it's a kung fu called 'a fool can practice' by that weird talk. Most of those who learn "Bu Tian Ge" haven't even understood the general outline! This thing is very important for mathematics and astronomy. The requirements are too high, and it is still written in classical Chinese, but according to Xiaosun's results, this thing is indeed a bit tricky... It's funny to say, before the Observatory helped to complete the exercises, they first optimized their algorithm ..."

"This kind of thing will be discussed later in the meeting. The question now is whether to continue?" Lao Zhang interrupted the content on the other end of the phone that had begun to go astray. The other party paused slightly, and then said:
"Why not? Wasn't it already decided during the previous meeting? If there is no problem after preliminary confirmation, you can tell the practitioner the name of the creator of the exercise. After all, from a certain point of view, he can be regarded as their master... "

……

"Give me five large bags and ten medium bags."

In the sixth month after crossing, and in the second month after arriving in Nanshan District, Feng Xue finally stopped her daily routine of copying books and exercising, came to Xiao's shop again, and sold a 500 million "giant" payment".

For a month, Feng Xue lived an extremely self-disciplined life - copying books, practicing swords, and recasting. This not only allowed him to accumulate a lot of wealth, but also consumed a lot of elements.

Although there are still a lot of stocks in his element column, most of them are a series of death descriptions including [death], and even the most commonly used [props] and [weapons] have been completely exhausted.

Although most of them are black balls or useless comedian props, there are still a few that can be used.

"Brother, did you get rich?" Feng Xue, who didn't wear a filter, looked at the middle-aged man with a hedgehog head with a decadent face. For a while, she wanted to take out the filter to "beautify" the world, but considering her own spirit Healthy, he still restrained this thought, and smiled slightly at the uncle:
"It's okay, I made a little money, and I plan to go to the mountains next."

"That's it..." Uncle Xiao nodded, took out a total of fifteen furoshiki from the counter and put them on the table. Feng Xue inspected the goods one by one.

But Feng Xue didn't need to be so troublesome to try one by one, he could see the attributes of each furoshiki just by glancing at it.

After confirming that there was no problem, he packed the rest of the furoshiki with a big burden and stuffed it into the storage bag. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard the owl behind him say:

"Brother, if you plan to go to the garbage mountain, remember to be careful of those slave catchers. They don't care whether you just crossed over or entered the mountain to pick up waste. In addition, the 'residents' in the mountain are not as weak as they look."

"Thank you for reminding me." Feng Xue turned her head, glanced at the man who was inexplicably conveying kindness, then turned and left the shop.

The reason why he was in a hurry to enter the mountain was not only because of the exhaustion of the elements, but also because he found that his [devil] label had undergone a certain change.

It's not that it has been transformed into a ghost talk entry, but that the way of providing [knowledge] has changed.

When he first obtained this label, he obtained [Consciousness] piece by piece, and each time there could be hundreds or even thousands, but it was extremely unstable, but in recent days, almost every moment, this label has I get money, but every time I get money, it is very small. If I have to compare it, I used to fill the tank with buckets of water, but now I connect a thin water pipe.

Although it seemed like a steady flow of water, Feng Xue didn't know what it meant.

It may be a sign of increased popularity, but it may also be that those who remember him are calming down and starting to fade away.

This change made him feel a little nervous.

But he also knows that his current strength is not considered strong, not to mention weird talk, he can't even beat the "Jewel Knight" of the Cross Sword Guild back then.

And the fastest way for him to become stronger at present is not to continue refining phantoms, but... to kill.

(End of this chapter)