My Tokusho Life Simulation

This time, the button didn't move, but disappeared silently.

His consciousness sank, and when Luther came back to his senses, the surrounding scene was no longer a bedroom.

The sound of game coins falling can be heard endlessly.

The colorful lights of feasting and feasting echoed all around, as well as the screams of excitement and the roars of impotent roars.

Luther looked at the machine in front of him, and naturally dropped the upper waist.

At this moment, countless patterns flowed on the screen of the machine, constantly changing.

Gudong.

A strange feeling emerged in Luther's heart. He always felt that this place was not a good place.

As time passed by, the speed of pattern flow gradually slowed down.

Suddenly, without any warning, three identical signs appeared in the center of the machine screen.

Flowers, cannon salutes and champagne were sprinkled all over it.

"sun...?"

Luther frowned and muttered puzzledly.

Three parallel sun patterns are parallel on the screen, which seems to mean something.

At this moment, the colorful lights and feasting disappeared without a trace, and the strange feeling also disappeared.

"...According to the player's request, the drawing of the physical enhancement classification has ended..."

"...The extraction result is——"

"...—— Ripple Qigong..."

"Qigong? The old men seem to have said that these masters are all swindlers except for the practitioners of foreign kung fu."

Luther frowned, puzzled.

The teachings of those old men who taught him back then sounded in his ears again.

——Qigong does not exist, and there is no way for technology to form such a weird thing.

But he always wanted to say that the energy they created was much weirder than the so-called qigong.

"Try it, maybe it's just what I need now..."

Luther murmured in a low voice.

The human body is not something without an upper limit. Now, just relying on ordinary exercise, his speed of becoming stronger has already slowed down and cannot be slowed down any more.

He was able to blow up the familiar with one punch, not relying on brute force, but an explosion of energy.

Seriously, that stuff is not your average crisp.

But if relying on the physical body alone, if the maximum output can reach the level of tons, I am afraid that the weaker witch will be blown away by Luther.

"I hope so."

The moment the voice fell, the scarlet light screen underwent a new change.

"History is about to repeat itself, junior player Luther, you will arrive at a certain time period."

"No matter what happens, please don't have any resistance."

"—That will do you no harm at all."

Darkness flooded in front of him, and before he had time to think about anything, Luther's consciousness fell into silence.

A sense of falling followed.

When Luther regained consciousness, the surrounding scene changed drastically.

This is not a bedroom, and there is no greedy feasting and feasting, just an ordinary country road full of vitality and a sense of nature.

"Is this the past?"

Luther looked around subconsciously, and gradually clenched his fists.

When a person is in an unfamiliar environment, he will always be subconsciously alert, even if he is ready not to resist.

So, a figure not far away attracted Luther's idea.

The man was wearing a white coat and a top hat with black and white prismatic checks.

He was sitting on the low stone wall, eating the sandwich in his hand boredly.

"You're not Jonathan Joestar."

The man put his index finger on his top hat, revealing his true face with two mustaches.

His gaze was directed at Luther's existence.

At this moment, William A. Zeppelin smiled.

"Through the flow of life energy, I can feel that you should also be a good seedling."

"Fate seems to want me to give Ripple to you, but I can see that what you are going to fight is not the stone ghost face."

"In this case, Ripple will only help you very little."

"But I hope that even a small amount of help can lead you to success."

Qibelin spoke calmly, while Luther quietly listened to his words.

"Even a little help is fine."

he said slowly.

However, at this moment, Qi Beilin threw away the sandwich abruptly, slapped the stone wall with both hands, and his whole body rose more than ten meters high in the air.

He stretched out his little finger in the air, as if to attack.

Luther took a deep breath and stood motionless, waiting for Qibelin to arrive.

The white coat danced with the wind, and Qibelin didn't even dislike a little dust when he landed.

In the next moment, the heavy punch hit the junction of Luther's chest and abdomen.

The pain came, like being hit in the chest by a hammer. In the pain, Luther let out a big mouth.

"Yes, that's it. Empty the air in your lungs, don't leave any air behind!"

Zeppelin laughed sassyly.

"Exhale! Then exhale! Then start breathing at this rate!"

When Luther exhaled the air, a strange wave came from Qibelin's arm to his body, guiding him to start breathing regularly.

Gulping gasps came from Luther's mouth, and he didn't even have any air left in his lungs, like a starving ghost who had seen a delicious meal.

Qibelin moved his hand away, seeing Luther's breathing changing towards his familiar frequency, he nodded in satisfaction.

Gradually, Luther's breathing became steady and no longer so short.

The previous fluctuations are like seeds, which begin to grow vigorously.

A strange feeling emerged from Luther's heart, and at this moment, an invisible golden glow flashed through his body.

The pain disappeared without a trace.

"Healed?"

Luther got up and muttered, his breathing was still subconsciously maintaining the previous frequency.

He was surprised to find that the injury left by Chimera's attack before, but failed to dissipate the strength, had disappeared without a trace at this moment.

As if it had been cured.

"No, it's cured."

Zeppelin smiled with satisfaction.

"However, it wasn't me who cured you, but your own breathing."

"That's Ripple."

"It is a technique developed by humans to fight against vampires and stone ghosts."

He picked up the undamaged sandwich and sprinkled precious pepper on it.

"Is this Ripple?"

Luther murmured and raised his hand, and with the crackling sound, a faint light like sunlight burst out from his fingertips.

It seems that after this weird technique of Jin, he has learned a technique that is almost as weird as the former.

"The life energy accumulated in your body is much higher than that of ordinary people. It seems that you have been exercising since you were young."

Qi Beilin stroked his mustache and smiled even more.

"As for the use of ripples, it depends on your own exploration. Everyone is good at different fields, and I don't know what you are good at."

When he finished speaking, cracks appeared on the country road.

"Looks like the time has come."

Zeppelin laughed freely.

"Time is up?"

Luther asked.

"It's time for me to go back, and you have to go back to where you belong."

"Next, I'm going to face my doomed death."

"My name is William A. Zeppelin. What about you?"

Qibelin said calmly, even though he had known for a long time that he was bound to die.

"Luther, goodbye, teacher."

Luther clasped his fists and returned with a chivalrous demeanor.

Respecting the teacher is a matter of course, just as all the old men are his masters, Qibelin who taught him the ripples is completely worthy of being a teacher.

"You want to win, Xiaolu."

Zeppelin waved his hand, turned and disappeared with a smile.

Click.

Cracks came from all directions.

The next moment, Luther returned to the bedroom, and everything before that was like a dream.

However, when he raised his hand, the golden energy like sunlight was still moving at his fingertips.

Luther turned his head and looked at the red light screen, his new data had appeared.

"Junior Player: Luther"

"Current Role: None"

"Punch power: 650kg"

"Kicking power: 850kg"

"Player abilities: [unable to analyze], [strength], [adaptability to body transformation], [ripple Qigong]"

"Items held: Dark Sword Moon Dark, Mythical Beast Book·Evil Dragon, Acceleration Watch, Caesar Blade Gun (Half Destroyed)"

"Special Entry Ticket: Lost Paradise"

"Achievements: Phantom No. [-], Dark Swordsman"

"Current points: 32000"

"Mileage: None"

"Status: Gaze of the Lord of Fantasy, Mark of Nothingness"

"Is the punching and kicking power visualized? Or is this the data after I have been strengthened by Ripple Qigong?"

Luther was talking to himself, standing by the bed, clenched his fists.

In the next moment, with his breathing at a specific frequency, the sunlight shining like thunder wrapped around his arm.