Wu Xingyu opened his eyes in the dark and called out to Cortana over and over again, trying to figure out what was going on in the main quest.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

He sighed and whispered:

"Shocked!"

Entering the sea of consciousness, something new appeared on the black sea, a blood-red ball of light.

Mobilize your Divine Consciousness to concentrate on the information of the Red Light Sphere:

Bleeding Level: Lv1;

Initial strength: 1%;

Duration: 1 second;

Proc Chance: 1%;

Number of overlays: 1.

The name of the debuff skill rewarded by the main quest is Bleed, which, as the name suggests, is to bleed enemies.

Wu Xingyu thought badly of the picture of the opponent suddenly covering his buttocks, his pants oozing blood, and raising his hand to say that he wanted to go to the toilet.

After learning about the changes in the debuff system, exit the Sea of Consciousness and uncover the loot, rings, and dark energy blocks that he has hidden beneath him.

Put the dark energy block into the quilt, emitting a faint blue streamer, count it carefully, a total of eight, the size of a thumb.

"It should be enough for me to cultivate for a long time. Wu Xingyu held the small quilt on his head and muttered.

With the light of the dark energy block, he picked up the ring, learned Xin Lulu's technique, gently rubbed the gem of the ring, and a feeling rose out of thin air: This is the space ring, and there is a square space of twenty cubic meters in it, and there is nothing at the moment.

"Good thing!" Wu Xingyu whispered.

He picked up a block of dark energy, made contact with the spatial ring, and said silently:

"Close!"

A magical scene occurred, and the dark energy block in his hand turned into a dark blue streamer and was absorbed into the ring.

Wu Xingyu smiled, put the remaining dark energy blocks into the space ring, and the blue light in the quilt suddenly emptied, and then rubbed the surface of the ring, and released the contents again, and the quilt was filled with blue light again.

"Hahaha. He chuckled.

Play and put it away again and again until you are exhausted.

He collapsed in the cradle, his hands holding the ring and falling into a deep sleep.

Since that night, Cortana has not appeared in his life, and the side and main lines have been interrupted, and his debuff system has stayed at Shock Lv8 and Bleeding Lv1.

The silence of the system made him focus on practicing boxing and cultivating dark energy, and his understanding of this world gradually increased, and he also figured out why Xiao Na said that the exercises for branch rewards were stalls, it turned out that there was only one dark energy cultivation method in this world, which had long been known to the whole people, and a casual search on the Internet could be browsed for free, and there were no typos.

Therefore, the strength of a person with dark ability completely depends on the cultivator's qualifications and the concentration of dark energy.

By the time he had absorbed all the dark energy blocks in the space ring, he had reached the strength of the inferior level C, running like a cheetah, and it only took five seconds to reach a hundred meters, especially his boxing speed, ten punches per second, which was breathtaking.

Although there is still a big gap between him and the sturdy man who shattered the dome, his speed can be called the strongest compared to those with dark abilities of the same level.

As the days passed, he thrived under the care of the people in the orphanage.

When I reached the age of going to school, the grades in the cultural class were average, and in terms of cultivating dark ability, thanks to the assistance of the dark energy block, I was at the top level in the whole school, and my progress was rapid.

Elementary school, middle school, and high school are all mixed up, and no one dares to mess with them, and finally they are escorted to prestigious universities as special students, becoming a role model for welfare institutions.

The sun is shining, today is the first day of Wu Xingyu's report to the university, he stood at the gate and looked at the six words "Beijing Imperial University" in front of him, and muttered:

"Isn't the dark energy block worthless now? It's hanging at the door like this! Aren't you afraid of being stolen?"

Wu Xingyu sat directly next to the university sign, closed his eyes to absorb the dark energy on the sign, causing passing students to point at him and cast strange glances.

He closed his eyes and ignored their gaze, muttering:

"A full man doesn't know how hungry a man is hungry. ”

The dark energy block brought back from the main quest has long been absorbed, and in the past year, his strength has been stuck at the inferior level of C, and it is difficult to improve the level by absorbing the free thin dark energy.

In the past twenty years, as the technology of the empire to extract dark energy blocks has become more and more mature, the energy problem of dark matter weapons has been solved, even ordinary people, wearing light battle armor, can withstand the attack of Class B high-level ability, and the military's battle mech can even easily torture and kill Class A powerhouses.

More and more people no longer focus on the boring path of cultivation, but instead rack their brains to enter various mecha academies, and the possession of dark matter vehicles has become a symbol of social status, the status of those with dark abilities has plummeted, and the voice of various armed organizations has gradually decreased.

The children of the nobles of the empire only need to get dark matter weapons through connections, and they can have the strength of those with dark abilities to cultivate for a lifetime.

It's true that the poor rely on mutation, and the rich rely on technology.

"Classmates, you can't practice here," the doorman pointed at the poor student sitting next to the school sign with a baton, "leave immediately!"

The idea of collecting imperialist wool was shattered, and Wu Xingyu carried his bag and ran into the school in a gray manner.

As the top university in the empire, the infrastructure of Beijing Imperial University is very complete, each student has a separate dormitory, and the living utensils are provided by the school, so that the outstanding students of the empire can devote themselves to studying.

Wu Xingyu was assigned to Room 1108 of Building 2, took the key and happily opened the door, put away his luggage, and cleaned the house.

Busy until dark, go out to solve the food and clothing of the stomach, practice boxing and practice in the playground, return to the dormitory to wash off the sweat of the whole body, look in the mirror to admire your strong biceps, and mutter:

"It's handsome. ”

When he was done, he fell asleep in bed.

I didn't say anything all night, and the next day I got up to brush my teeth, wash my face, eat breakfast, and rushed to the classroom to report.

"Knock knock!" Wu Xingyu knocked on the door of the classroom.

"Come in!" came a hoarse male voice.

Wu Xingyu pushed open the classroom door, and a white-haired professor wearing glasses was sorting out the courseware on the podium, and three listless students sat below.

The major he chose was "Human Body Dark Energy", which mainly taught cultivators to accelerate the absorption and utilization of dark energy, but in today's social environment, fewer and fewer people choose this major.

Today, there are only five people in the huge classroom, including the teacher and myself.

Wu Xingyu sat down in the position closest to the door and waited for the old professor to give class.

"Ahem!" the old professor pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Hello students, welcome to Imperial University, I am your homeroom teacher." ”

He picked up the chalk, turned around and wrote the words "Zhao Liguo" on the blackboard.

"You can call me Mr. Zhao, if you have any problems in the future, you can come to me, whether it is study or life, I will do my best to help you solve it." ”

"I have a problem. Wu Xingyu raised his hand and said, "Will those with dark abilities eventually be replaced by technology?"

The other students in the classroom were originally drowsy, but when they heard his question, they instantly became refreshed, and their eyes were blazing on the old professor, waiting for his answer.