"The price of monster meat has plummeted, and the government has vigorously cracked down on black market trading! I'm telling you, don't eat monster meat! It's not worth it! ”

"Yes, yes, let's sell the monster meat now......"

Due to the existence of "human breathing", most people don't need to buy monster meat and try to activate their innate superpowers.

Of course, the study and practice of "human breathing" also requires monster meat, but most ordinary people can't learn it by themselves through acupuncture, and people can't remember the order of so many needles.

This matter has to be promoted by the force at the national level, and a large number of doctors can be trained before it can be slowly promoted.

"Everyone is a superpower", under this expectation, the tense social atmosphere of the people has been quickly changed.

Everything seems to be back to what it used to be.

"I don't understand, obviously there is almost no change on the material level, but the world seems to be different, very different." Wang Fumin chewed a piece of hard beef, looked at the lively atmosphere in the canteen, and the various news on TV, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

He remembered Zhang Ming's reply, saying that he was going to do a "big thing", but he didn't expect this big thing to be so big.

"It's called...... Anticipate. Lu Tuyu laughed, "People are animals that live in anticipation, and they are expected to affect the economy, society, and the world." ”

Wang Fumin asked again: "What about you, do you want to apply to learn human breathing?" The physical test requirements of the first few batches are very strict, 1,000 meters should be less than three minutes, 30 pull-ups, do you walk? ”

"No hurry, no hurry." Lu Tuyu smiled, "I want to be a superpower, just to be a qualified troll." Now that I'm qualified to squirt, what's the hurry? ”

"Oh yes, your drifting bottle, I don't know if it arrived?"

"I think it's going to be soon, he should like the seeds we sent, right?"

Lu Tuyu added: "We can send a miniature voice recorder next time, and we can send more content." ”

"The voice recorder has to use batteries, and he can't listen to it when the electricity runs out, so I think it's better to use paper, which can be stored forever."

The discussion between the two gradually rose, and the atmosphere in the cafeteria gradually became richer, and the hearty laughter came one after another. People use their excitement and enthusiasm to welcome the arrival of a new era.

Real ...... Supernatural Age!

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Mystery Zone 16, above the beach.

Just when the earthlings were in a carnival, the inventor of human breathing was happily grazing.

The smell of braised fire swept in the wind and spread softly in the sun. The strong crispy yellow gluten, with a few patches of emerald green seaweed, soaked in the soft, juicy and mellow soup. The rich salty aroma is filled with a hint of spiciness, and the extremely elastic noodles shuttle through the aroma, and after absorbing the soup, take a bite and slide between the lips and teeth.

This is a pack, with a production date two and a half years ago......

Kang Shuai Fu braised beef noodles!

Do you know how delicious it is?

You don't know!

You know, it's expired?

It does expire......

But it is a supreme treasure, and it is not willing to take it out and eat it until the festive day.

Zhang Ming sat on a big stone and watched the tide rise and fall, and the waves went and fell.

"You guys are only interested in your own carnival, when can I save you!"

"Hey—hey—" Zhang Ming yelled at the sky.

On the beach, the mysterious intimacy disappeared after he taught the "art of human breathing"—not completely, but in a state of nothingness.

Gaia's consciousness is like a capitalist of the old era, showing the quality of "discarding immediately if there is no use value".

Of course, there is another possibility, the "Gaia consciousness" is almost exhausted, and it can no longer support the so-called "mirage".

"Forget it, if you don't have it, you can't do it, and I'm not the kind of person who wants to make headlines all day long."

"Now there is no live broadcast, which can be regarded as an opportunity for Mr. Wang Feng to make headlines." After Zhang Ming finished eating the ramen, he was a little dissatisfied and drank all the soup and water.

In fact, it's half full, just like eating a snack.

"It's still the flesh and blood of mutant creatures."

Seeing that it was not early, a bolt of lightning swept through the space and directly lit the firewood.

The flames crackled, and a large pot of fish soup was cooked for the turtles, and bubbles rang out from the pot.

This big fish has to be boiled for at least an hour to get milky white fish oil, so Zhang Ming lies on a chair and rests leisurely.

It's hard to be laid-back, it's hard to be laid-back.

Radio: "Human respiration has proven to be highly accessible and scalable......"

"Long-term operation of human respiration can enhance the body, strengthen the five senses, greatly enhance immunity, and increase life expectancy."

"From this point of view, the expert team believes that the long-term effect of human respiration will surpass more than 99% of innate ability."

"Most innate abilities can only strengthen one attribute. Human respiration, on the other hand, is an all-round enhancement. ”

The national team is really not a waste of wood, and at the fastest speed, a rough idea has been studied.

This broadcast should be to report the results to Zhang Ming.

Lao Zhang listened to it with relish, even though he had known the effect of "human breathing" for a long time, he was still quite happy to listen to others repeat it.

He suddenly understood the pleasure of repetition.

Sure enough, the essence of human beings is a repeater!

Radio: "But because of the phenomenon of some superpowered criminals, the majority of people in society are worried, if the 'human breathing' is popularized on a large scale, will it further affect social stability?" ”

"There has been a wide debate at the level of public opinion, but no matter what, it is impossible for humans to choke on food."

"There are also some experts who believe that 'human breathing' should be included as part of the nine-year compulsory education. However, it remains to be seen how safe human breathing is and whether it will affect the physical development of adolescents. ”

Domestic experts just like to dwell on these minutiae, and it sounds like there is some truth to it......

However, Zhang Ming has no doubt that "human breathing" will be popularized on a large scale and spread to everyone in the world.

Can anyone refuse the benefits of "all-round strengthening", "increasing life expectancy", and "easy promotion"?

No!

What's more, the world is not peaceful, external pressure and internal chaos coexist, and there will be no "human breathing", and these contradictions will disappear.

If the "human respiration" is popularized in other regions, and the Great Xia Kingdom is not popularized, it will fall behind in the long-term competition.

"It feels so good, we have to celebrate again!"

An inexplicable sense of emptiness haunted his heart, and Zhang Ming took out his collector's edition of 3 catties of rice from a suitcase.

After a year and a half on the island, the rice is still faintly yellow and moldy, even if it is sealed and preserved.

Nothing can resist the erosion of time.

"If you don't eat it, you won't be able to eat it."

He picked out a few moldy grains of rice, took the liner of a rice cooker and began to cook the rice.

The turtles in a circle looked at the pot with a sigh of relief, they didn't know what the rice was, but they really wanted to eat it.

At this time, the lively domestic and foreign news ended, and Li Xianxian's voice sounded again: "Hello survivors from afar. ”

"We thank you for your outstanding contribution, without the advent of human breathing, the order of the old era would have collapsed completely, and we cannot imagine what would have happened in the future......

"We sincerely thank you for maintaining the foundation of modern civilization."

"Your loved ones, we will definitely do the best to take care of them."

"But with the mirage disappearing, it's hard to keep an eye on your specific movements. We will not give up every possible rescue......"

"Alright, alright."

"I know that you stinky fish and rotten shrimp can only say two words with your mouth...... Needless to say, it's up to me to really go home! ”

Zhang Ming gulped down the rice, the taste of his hometown, accompanied by a faint old atmosphere, which made him faintly obsessed, recalling the various pasts of his childhood.

"Hurry up and give me the next chapter, don't ink!"

Li Xianfeng was grateful for a long time and there was nothing special about it, and routinely broadcast the Internet: "Let's play Chapter 188 of "The Age of Global Mythology" ......"

In fact, Zhang Ming has read this book a long time ago, and there is a character in it who is very interesting.

So he took the black stone that rolled around his feet and named it "Shi Mama".

Shi Mama was rolling on the ground with the turtles, and even the oversized turtle "Scar", which was the size of the house, was also learning from it, rolling on all fours, almost crushing Zhang Ming's iron house.

"What are you doing, do you want to be beaten!"

After being scolded by Lao Zhang, the scar turtle said that he was very innocent, his two round eyes stared, and he kept wailing, indicating that he was very aggrieved and hurt.

Zhang Ming waved his hand, indicating that he was in a happy mood today, but he was a little tired and lonely, and he didn't want to worry too much about it.

"Today I teach you that the most popular game of mankind, football, is also called Keju!"

"Scar, you turtle team, it's called the Daming team." Zhang Ming found a smaller, round coconut and drained the water inside.

"Ahh There are games to play, and the spirit of Scar is a masterpiece.

"You, your name is Gao Yu, your team name is Fusang team, these trees are goals, whoever scores two goals wins! Do not bite with your mouth. ”

The oversized turtle named "Gao Yu" screamed and immediately coiled its tail back.

As a turtle, it has amazing senses, and it always feels like it has been insulted by an unknown kind. But what kind of insult it is, it is completely impossible to say.

Soon, under the organization of Lao Zhang, the two turtle teams played Shaolin football, and after a while, Mars hit the earth, various turtle shells collided, and the audience shouted.

The Daming team has risen like never before! Fight with the Fuso team!

"The rise of Daxia football depends on you!"

Zhang Ming sat back in his chair, looked at the sky with sparse moons, watched the turtles play football, and there was no need for any rules such as offside, just dial the coconut into the goal.

Under the blazing fire, a group of turtles had a great time.

And he is old Zhang, but he is thinking about some personal things in a complicated mood.

Or rather, at this moment, his mind was empty, silent, and a little satisfied.

Other people's excitement is just someone else's, and their own feelings, ups and downs, only you know.

Life is lonely and invincible......

(End of chapter)