Chapter 290: The Seeker
The Chinese Martial Arts Association, a unique secret meeting is being held.
Huaxia has had a legend of martial arts since ancient times.
Some people who practice fighting and pile gong can fight against ten, although it is far less than the martial arts that can be said to be able to fly to the sky and live forever, but it also makes countless people diligently pursue it, and it is called martial arts.
However, since the advent of firearms, these so-called warriors have found that 'no matter how good the kung fu is, they will be knocked down with one shot', and they have been hit beyond what they can bear.
Since then, martial arts have become a common hobby, and a beautiful vision of human beings to control powerful forces.
Before the appearance of "Mythology", the Huaxia Martial Arts Association was only three or two kittens and puppies, and it was really 'Wang Xiaoer's New Year, a year is not as good as a year'.
However, after the appearance of "Mythology", everything changed, especially after the discovery of the internal exercises, someone immediately declared: "Look, martial arts are real, and aliens are studying them." ”
As a result, the study of martial arts was put on the agenda for the first time, and the Huaxia Wushu Association became a hot department.
The first research gave them a head start, and in reality, they couldn't cultivate their internal skills in the same way as in the game.
"Internal power is simply an illusion, and there is no biological energy such as 'internal force' in the human body." Said the biologist in charge of the project.
"At present, the meridians are also conceptual organs, and our instruments cannot detect them." A Chinese medicine expert said.
Another biology expert stood up excitedly: "This is the latest research report on extraterrestrial nutrient solutions.
According to the experimental data, the limit of the strengthening of the primary nutrient solution to the cells is 10 times, the limit of the strengthening of the cells of the intermediate nutrient solution is 100 times, the limit of the advanced nutrient solution is unknown, and the most important thing is that this strengthening does not have any side effects.
In other words, theoretically, the intermediate nutrient solution can cultivate a superman with a physique of one hundred.
According to data simulations, the superhuman limit output of 100 physique is more than 8 gigajoules, which is equivalent to nearly 2 million tons of nuclear bombs.
This indicates that biology is the future of mankind, and martial arts are nothing but the fantasy of the ancients. ”
The vice president of the Wushu Association said: "The cheats we collected from the Myth have been proven to be effective in improving the physique, indicating that at least the martial arts are feasible in terms of physique enhancement."
"That's just to show that it can promote the body's absorption of extraterrestrial nutrient solutions, and if there is no extraterrestrial nutrient solution, it can also cause damage to the human body." The biology expert just now immediately objected.
The president of the Wushu Association had a headache: "Everyone, what we are discussing today is the feasibility of promoting martial arts."
"Martial arts is a pseudo-doctrine without scientific verification and should not be promoted."
"No, just like Chinese medicine, there are many theories that cannot be verified by current science, but it cannot be said that it is pseudoscience."
"Anything that science can't verify is pseudoscience!"
"No, the means of science is not 'verifying' but 'falsifying', and science cannot deny the existence of anything that cannot be 'falsified'."
"According to you, you are still superstitious about ghosts and gods?"
"The reason why the 'genetic theory' back then was pseudoscience was that they all held your feudal thinking."
Looking at the two experts who were about to fight, the president of the Wushu Association suddenly felt that he really owed his mouth and got into such a troublesome matter.
The proposal to promote martial arts was once again dismissed after dozens of similar discussions.
On the same day, the third president of the Wushu Association in several years resigned.
At the same time, the famous Aoyama Psychiatric Hospital announced that another mentally ill patient who was addicted to martial arts had recovered and been discharged.
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At the foot of the majestic mountain, a thin young man walked slowly.
Looking up at the mountain with no top in sight, he wiped a handful of sweat.
This will be the fifteenth mountain he has conquered.
For years, he couldn't remember how many times the dead had been resurrected, and if there was a record of that in the game, he believed that there would be absolutely no one who could compare to him.
In reality, he is a congenitally handicapped person who has never experienced the feeling of walking on his legs since birth.
He was unfortunate that Heaven had deprived him of his legs in the first place.
At the same time, he was lucky, and the appearance of "Myth" gave him the opportunity to experience down-to-earth.
So, he set a goal, he wanted to go through every inch of "Mythology".
However, he soon had to face the reality that "Myth" was too vast for him to do in his lifetime.
Seeing the majestic mountains in the game, he decides to conquer every mountain in the game, and maybe this is another lifetime series.
It then took him three months, resurrected from the dead, found a relatively safe route, and with a bit of luck, he succeeded in conquering the first mountain.
At first, I thought about improving my strength and then going to climb the mountain, but then I figured it out after dying a lot.
Anyway, you still have to die in the end, so why add pain to yourself?
Few people know that death in a game can have a slightly insignificant effect.
In the early days, the over-frequency deaths left him with splitting headaches and sleepless nights every night.
Eventually, however, he persevered, and the after-effects seemed to fade away.
It's just that whenever he thinks about those days, he still breaks out in a cold sweat.
He is like a seeker, on his way to the top every day.
Over the years, his strength has still been weak, and he must avoid every beast as much as possible, even a stronger beast is not something he can deal with.
At the foot of the hill was fairly flat, and he walked cautiously, his eyes scanning the trees around him.
In this environment, the eyes don't necessarily work, and the ears can't relax either.
Listen carefully to the various sounds, carefully distinguish their direction and distance.
"Sand, sand."
The voice was very close, and he was very nervous, but he didn't run away, it must have been some small animal.
"Poof!"
He breathed a sigh of relief as a gray rabbit jumped out from the left and landed on a thick leaf that was only the size of two palms.
The little rabbit looked around alertly, and immediately spotted him, and immediately the hair on his whole body stood up.
He didn't care, and took a step forward.
No matter how weak you are, you can't even beat such a small rabbit, right?
The little rabbit was immediately frightened, and in a flash the figure appeared in front of him, kicked his hind leg and kicked him at the knee of his left leg.
"Poof!"
He only felt that his knees were counted, and he fell on one knee on the fallen leaves, and he was dumbfounded.
Oh no, it's a kung fu rabbit!
The little rabbit was also stunned, and there was such a weak two-legged beast?
He was the first to come back to his senses, no, run quickly.
He must not be defeated by such a small rabbit, otherwise he will lose his face as a human being.
He turned and ran down the hill, and the little rabbit hesitated for a moment before giving up, fearing a trap.