"Let's recall how the relevant books I read before were recorded."

"Human energy is called in biology: adenosine triphosphate, which is generally stored in the body in the form of glycogen or fat."

"So getting fat is also a way to get stronger???" Thinking of this, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and struggled inwardly, should he consider becoming stronger indirectly by becoming fatter???

In the end, Chen Mo thought about it for a long time, but still gave up this tempting idea, after all, he has a physique that will not get fat no matter how much he eats, and it is too difficult for him to become stronger by becoming fat.

"So all that's left is to think about how to increase glycogen storage?" Chen Mo wrote the word "glycogen" on the paper seriously.

"Glycogen is divided into liver glycogen and muscle glycogen, muscle glycogen is stored in the liver, and muscle glycogen is evenly distributed in muscle tissue." Chen Mo glanced down at his little arms and calves, how much muscle glycogen can he store with such muscles? It's no wonder that I stopped eating after three or two clicks, it seems that the problem is still in this place.

"But I'm still so young, I haven't reached the age of growing muscles at all!" Chen Mo bent his left hand, and could only vaguely see a small bag bulging on his little arm, this bulging bag was said to be a "little mouse", and he was afraid that it would insult the size of the mouse, at most it was a "wonton".

"Besides, I don't want to be a muscular man!" Chen Mo couldn't help but think of the two naked perverted men he had just seen in the forest, they were full of muscles, but unfortunately he didn't know if he had trained his brains by practicing muscles, not only killing people like crazy, but also liking to hang around in the forest without clothes, Chen Mo couldn't accept that he had become like this.

"So it seems that the only option is liver glycogen?"

At this moment, Chen Mo remembered some examples he had inadvertently seen, it seemed that some people had two livers in their bodies.

"And I only have one, could it be also a birth defect that causes my durability to be so poor?" Chen Mo touched his chin, and the tip of the pen unconsciously circled the words "liver glycogen" on the paper.

"It should be right, after all, the strong are all in the minority, and it happens that only a few people have two livers, so they can correspond seamlessly, and having two livers is also a condition for becoming a strong person." Chen Mo suddenly wrote on the paper "Two livers = the strong".

"So what I should do now is to give myself a liver? But where are you going to get it? Chen Mo grabbed a handful of his hair in annoyance.

"Pork liver? Chicken liver? Duck liver? Why don't you give it a try? Cook one secretly tomorrow and try it. Chen Mo guessed. Isn't there a saying that what you eat makes up for what you eat? ”

"Ethnicity is different, there must be rejection, right? It's like taking parts from a bicycle and putting them on a car, which probably won't work. Chen Mo denied.

"Think again, think again......" Rubbing his temples, Chen Mo, who had been thinking for a long time and had no good ideas, simply lay down, half-closed his eyes, and tried to think.

Slowly, Chen Mo fell asleep unconsciously.

And the liver in Chen Mo's body, when Chen Mo fell asleep and kept mourning the "two livers", Chen Mo's liver gradually split in the body, and the original liver slowly separated a small part in the next position.

The strange thing is that after the original liver has been divided, the original volume has not changed in any way, and it seems that this incredible division has not had any effect on itself.

"Huh?" Chen Mo suddenly woke up in his sleep, because he felt as if there was something more in his body.

Chen Mo lifted the quilt and looked at his stomach, only to see that his ribs were faintly bulging a little.

"I remember that wasn't like that here." Chen Mo pressed it with his hand, but he didn't feel any pain.

"I won't ......"

Chen Mo suddenly thought of a possibility! "I'm not going to have a stone???

This speculation was so frightened that Chen Mo used Dr. Osger's instrument to check himself.

After tossing for a while, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that it was not a stone, but a small liver in his body.

"Why did you suddenly get a liver out?" Chen Mo frowned and pondered.

After a while, Chen Mo put this problem behind him, after all, it was not a harmful thing like stones, it was just a liver.

It's the internal organs in your body, so you don't have to worry about it at all, it's like growing an extra hair, so there's no need to worry about it at all.

And one more one has grown, which just solves Chen Mo's own troubles, otherwise Chen Mo is still thinking silently, whether it is a rejection reaction that is about the same size will not be particularly serious.

After all, the price of pork is relatively expensive now, and as the saying goes, you get what you pay for, and the effect of pork liver should be relatively obvious.

"Since I also have two livers now, this new small liver is dedicated to storing liver glycogen, and I usually try to store energy in it as much as possible, and when I need to use it, I will release it, which is equivalent to an extra fuel tank!" When Chen Mo thought of it, he suddenly felt that he was so smart and solved the problem perfectly through his own wisdom.

"In the future, when you need to use a small liver, it will be called 'liver burst mode'." Chen Mo thought for a long time, and finally came up with a suitable name, and said with a bright smile.

"Very good, this solves the problem of lack of staying power!" Chen Mo hurriedly took the "Mechanical Principle", turned the page that recorded his own problems, and crossed out the problem of "insufficient durability".

"The last remaining problem is the progress of the kendo." Chen Mo glanced at it and sighed a little helplessly. "This question seems to be more troublesome!"

"After all, my talent is insufficient, and my body is poor, so it is impossible to improve my kendo cultivation through methods such as those ancestors swordsmen, such as swinging swords ten thousand times, chopping waterfalls ten thousand times, practicing swords at the bottom of the sea, etc., a weak boy like me can only read more, improve his ideological realm, improve his sword intent, and indirectly improve his kendo cultivation."

"It's too difficult, now that more than half a year has passed, I feel that the sword intent of the cells in my body is probably still half unfilled."

"According to the division of the realm, the storage of sword intent in the cells in the body should belong to the entry stage of kendo, so when all the cells are filled with sword intent, then it can be regarded as the completion of the initiation of kendo, right?" Chen Mo secretly guessed, after all, Chen Mo himself was just a child with extremely poor qualifications at the grassroots level, and he didn't have any kendo master guidance at all, and he could only cultivate through the descriptions of the ancestors in the books, feeling the stones and crossing the river.

"Fortunately, when the sword intent is filled in the cell, even if the sword intent in the cell is squandered, the cell will instinctively restore the sword intent to its original state by consuming energy." Chen Mo felt quite lucky, otherwise he had just had a fight in the forest, and most of his efforts for half a year would have been in vain.

"From tomorrow, I will face the sea, lean on the tree of omniscience, read, read, eat more grains and vegetables every day, and be a person who works hard to cultivate kendo!" Chen Mo looked at the sunset outside the window and swore secretly.

"Strive for an early completion of kendo entry!"