I can find treasures in my dreams

Go to the capital.

Headquarters of the Jiuzhou Army.

Major General Wu took a deep breath and stepped onto a strange-looking machine.

There was a metal plate on the right side of the machine, on which was written a line of words - Psychic Body Tester.

Several scientific researchers in white coats quickly surrounded him and connected wires to the leader's body.

There was also a large group of white coats standing next to him, either paying close attention to Leader Wu or staring at the data on the tablet in their hands.

Soon.

An old man in a white coat shouted: "Start!"

The machine was immediately started.

Leader Wu groaned, his expression slightly painful.

After a few seconds.

The old man shouted again: "Stop!"

The machine was turned off.

A white coat immediately shouted: "According to the data of the psychic physical tester, the current physical value of Chief Wu is 10.2 points."

The old man nodded and smiled: "Not bad, it has increased by 0.1 points compared to four days ago."

Chief Wu was not very satisfied: "Too slow!"

The old man did not communicate: "Your current improvement speed is definitely the top level in Canglan Star. I don't think anyone can surpass you."

Chief Wu frowned: "At this rate, it will take me a few years to reach 100 points in physical value and officially reach the first barrier."

The old man comforted: "A few years is not slow."

Chief Wu shook his head: "Daxia urgently needs soldiers!"

He said without hesitation: "I'm going to train."

The old man looked at the back of the chief and sighed silently.

A researcher whispered: "Chief Wu is too hard, training for more than twelve hours a day. What if he hurts his body?"

The old man remained silent.

Being in this position, he knew very well how great the pressure Daxia was facing, so he understood the chief's eagerness very well.

Time is too tight to take it slow.

*

By the Lan River.

Yang Fan wrapped himself up like a big dumpling, carrying a bucket and walking for more than ten meters, turned a corner, walked down twenty steps, and stepped onto the hard ice.

He did not rush to work, but quietly took out the Thunder Branch and powered the cold-proof clothing.

The electric heating wire implanted in the pants and clothes began to slowly release heat to resist the erosion of the severe cold.

This set of equipment is the key to his outdoor activities for so long.

It is not what Zhao Xiaoying imagined, "The fishmonger is not afraid of the cold at all", nor is it what several fishing friends said yesterday, "The young man is very strong, much better than our old arms and legs."

Yang Fan lowered his head and scanned the ice surface, shook his head: "There is no here, let's change a place."

With the magical sensing power of the spiritual language ability, he only needs to take a look at the ice surface to determine whether there are slightly mutated river fish underwater.

Yang Fan put on a pair of ice boots, slightly activated a little light spiritual ability, and slid out like a gust of wind.

The speed is slightly faster than that of an average person, but not much faster, and will not attract attention.

With the help of superpowers, the physical energy consumed is very little.

One minute later.

Yang Fan stopped, and a glimmer of surprise flashed in his eyes: "There seems to be a big fish below."

He took out a small ice pick and chiseled the ice surface with force.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound came from far away.

On the surface, it seems that the chiseling is quite difficult, but in fact it is not.

The Thunder Branch releases an electric current, which flows quietly from his feet. The electrical energy is converted into heat energy, causing the ice to melt rapidly.

Anyway, there is no one around, so you can use superpowers boldly.

Soon.

An ice hole appeared.

Yang Fan first sprinkled some bait into the hole, took out the fishing rod and started fishing.

Not long after.

A fish swam over.

It swam around the hook, carefully observing the bait, and did not come forward to bite the hook.

Unfortunately, this caution is meaningless.

"Snap!"

A flash of lightning instantly hit the head of the river fish, killing it directly.

A magical force swept past, and the river fish disappeared instantly.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly: "It's just an ordinary fish."

In fact, the fish did not disappear, but was absorbed into the space bead through the air.

Yesterday he carried dozens of kilograms of fish home. In fact, the number of fish he caught was quite amazing, no less than two thousand kilograms of fish, which is the food reserve for the future.

While the fish have not mutated much, catch as many as you can.

After all, Canglan Star is changing beyond recognition bit by bit. Who knows if the fish will evolve toxins in the future and become completely inedible?

Yang Fan was a little proud: "Other fishermen braved the severe cold to break ice and fish, but they were really just fishing. I came here to buy goods."

After a while.

"Snap!"

The lightning sounded again.

A big fish one meter long floated up silently.

Yang Fan's face was happy: "I caught it."

The Soul-stealing Cicada flashed and instantly drained the energy in the big fish, and the remaining spiritual source points increased to 2.3 points.

0.1 point more.

Yang Fan grinned excitedly: "Sure enough, the early bird catches the worm."

He thought about it and made a decision: "Since there is now a way to obtain spiritual source points, I might as well add 0.1 points to my physical and mental points every day."

He muttered happily: "This is called a guaranteed point increase!"

The spiritual source points immediately dropped to 2.1 points.

The attribute panel changed.

[Attributes]

Physical value: 6.7

Mental value: 14.4

A slight feeling of hunger came immediately.

Yang Fan had been prepared, and quickly took a duck paw from the Space Pearl and ate it with relish.

He muttered as he ate it: "With 1.8 billion people in Daxia, there must be a lot of talents. I will add 0.2 points a day as a minimum, which should be considered as the upper level."

*

An hour later.

A figure appeared nearby.

The other party was the fishing friend I met yesterday, who was nearly fifty years old and called himself "Old Pole".

Old Pole shouted from more than ten meters away: "Xiao Yang, you are really a young man, you have good physical strength, and you came here so early!"

Yang Fan smiled and said: "I can't sleep."

Old Pole walked over and asked: "When I left yesterday, you seemed to be still there. How many hours did you fish yesterday?"

Yang Fan replied: "About eight hours."

Old Pole smacked his lips: "Awesome! If I fished for eight hours, I'm afraid I would have frozen into an ice sculpture."

Yang Fan smiled but said nothing.

The old man asked again: "How was the harvest today?"

Yang Fan pretended to sigh: "No! It's far worse than yesterday."

The old man glanced at the big barrel and saw that there were only two river fish weighing about one pound in it. He smiled and said: "It's true that we need to work harder."

Yang Fan put away the fishing rod and said: "There doesn't seem to be much fish in this place. I'd better change to another place."

This is a lie.

There are more than 40 more fish in the space bead. The largest fish is nearly two meters long. He almost swept away all the fish nearby. It can be said that the harvest is full.

The old man nodded: "I wish you good luck."

After Yang Fan left.

The old man looked at the ice hole and laughed: "There should be a lot of fish nearby. This saves me the effort of chiseling ice."

This guy took out a small stool, put a plush cushion on it, and sat down comfortably.

The old man fiddled with the fishing rod: "I saw Xiao Yang fishing yesterday. The young man was a little impatient. It took a senior fisherman like me to take action!"

An hour and a half later

The old man looked at the empty bucket and began to doubt his life: "I threw so much bait, why didn't any fish take the bait?"

"Huh!"

The cold wind swept past.

The old man shuddered a few times and cursed: "It's so cold."

One kilometer away.

Another ice surface.

Yang Fan stared at a newly dug ice hole and flicked his fingers.

"Snap!"

A big fish with a body size of nearly 1.5 meters stopped breathing and slowly floated up.

The weight of this fish is nearly 100 kilograms. It is impossible for ordinary fishermen to drag it ashore without several hours of tossing.

If things go wrong, the fishing rod may be broken, not only the big fish will run away, but also the fishing equipment purchased at a high price will be damaged.

But in front of the strange object, the big fish has no resistance at all.

Yang Fan shook his head with regret: "Such a big fish, why didn't it mutate?"

The space bead was slightly cold.

The big fish disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Fan shook his head and muttered: "An old man in a straw hat and raincoat is fishing alone in the cold river!"

"Woo!"

The cold river wind swept past.

He felt nothing at all.