It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

in the office.

Chu Xuan spent more than an hour.

The design idea of ​​poking the feet and his completion ideas were explained from beginning to end.

This was originally a technique created by Zhou Tong.

Chu Xuan had no difficulty speaking.

Zhuge Sheng's expression gradually changed from the initial suspicion to excitement.

After Chu Xuan finished speaking.

He also raised several extremely tricky questions based on his own understanding.

All were answered perfectly by Chu Xuan.

Then I basically believed him.

The questions Zhuge Sheng just asked from the perspective of a Kung Fu researcher.

He is not the founder or completer of this practice.

It's almost impossible to answer.

It is absolutely impossible to simply rely on other people's creative ideas.

"I never thought you could actually do it."

The old man's eyes were bright.

It's like seeing a baby.

“This technique is a preliminary judgment based on my experience.

The problem is not big.

However, the details need to be submitted to the institute for careful verification and simulation inspection.

Now let’s talk about it, you hand over these two exercises to the state.

Are there any needs?

Or something to be exchanged? "

"some."

Chu Xuan nodded.

“I want to participate in the research on the restoration of some ancient exercises.

Or replace it with three incomplete high-level ancient techniques. "

Zhuge Sheng fell silent when he heard this.

After thinking for a while, he said.

“Chu Xuan, you are very talented in completing skills.

It's just that you are only in your freshman year and have not yet learned a lot of professional knowledge.

Moreover, the advanced ancient exercises deduction is a project that can only be participated by graduate students or above.

It's a bit early now.

Not necessarily a good thing for you. "

"I appreciate your kindness.

In this case, I will use an eighth-level technique that does not require high talent.

There is also an eighth-level skill that needs to be confirmed.

Replace it with three high-level exercises. "

Chu Xuan's request is not excessive.

Although "Five Steps and Thirteen Spears" and "Poke the Foot" can only reach the eighth level.

But it's just that "the talent requirements are lower than most eighth-level skills."

It's very valuable.

Because this represents some warriors who are trapped in the seventh level due to their talents.

By practicing this technique, it is very possible to break through to the eighth level.

Create more eighth-level warriors for China.

"Decided?"

"Yes."

"That's all."

Zhuge Sheng shook his head worriedly.

He knew the value of the two things Chu Xuan provided.

Just follow the rules.

Even incomplete techniques are not allowed to spread from the institute.

"I have several backup data here that are suspected to be able to reach the tenth or even eleventh level of the remaining exercises.

Pick three for you.

If you can complete one more.

I will make an exception and use my connections.

Let you participate in research projects in advance.

Or apply for permission to use the remaining skills for you.

However, I also have a request.

You must say yes. "

"You say."

Chu Xuan's face straightened.

“You are not allowed to practice any residual techniques.

The completeness of these exercises is less than 30%.

With your talents, whether it is martial arts or research.

There will definitely be greater achievements in the future.

There is still a long way to go, so be careful not to be arrogant or impetuous.

A skill is far less valuable than you. "

"I promise you."

Chu Xuan nodded.

"Before you are not sure, you will never practice any residual skills."

Zhuge Sheng was then satisfied.

Turn on the computer and take out a notebook.

“Electronic backup supervision is also very strict.

Cannot be copied.

Just copy it down. "

. . .

It’s time to eat at noon.

Chu Xuan finally finished copying three remaining copies of the exercises.

He left the classroom satisfied.

Called Wang Chuang on Fetion.

Walk towards the cafeteria.

As he walked, Chu Xuan thought of the live broadcast in the morning.

Curiosity drove me to open the browser.

Just when I was about to search, I saw a line of red fonts below the search bar.

"Shocked, a certain anchor dug up an ancient tomb from the Song Dynasty during a live broadcast!"

Click on the hot search, and many related news will appear below.

"After the Demon-Suppressing Tower, Brother Xu once again discovered a historical relic outdoors. Is it a conspiracy or destiny?"

"The ancient tomb has appeared, and the owner of the tomb is suspected to be Yue Fei's master Zhou Tong (Dong)."

"The legend came true, someone actually discovered the tomb of Zhou Tong (Dong)!"

Look at the rows of news headlines.

A subtle feeling arose in Chu Xuan's heart for no reason.

His grave was dug up again.

It was broadcast live in front of more than one million people. . .