After the middle-aged scavenger told his secret, he looked at Qu Jianlei curiously.
However, the other party was stunned for a moment, and after slowly exhaling, there was no reaction at all.
After about half a minute, the fool slowly opened his eyes, turned around and left.
"Hey, Xiaoqu," he couldn't help shouting, "where are you going?"
"Where to go?" Qu Jianlei turned around and looked at him suspiciously, "Of course, go back and rest, and then start working."
"Um..." the middle-aged man glanced at the scavengers and hunters at the scene, "Aren't you going to participate in the finishing touches?"
"I won't participate," Qu Jianlei simply shook his head and left without looking back.
He had already harvested three weapons and touched two corpses, but it was too much.
The most important thing is that the failed genetic medicine still poses a potential threat to him.
He didn't know how the genetic warriors were trained before the apocalypse. Anyway, it was different from the Taoist scriptures he knew.
He planned to think carefully about the differences here, and if possible, start with Blue Star's body-building method.
Anyway, he couldn't let the mutation start from the xiphoid process - the 5% chance was still too low.
Watching his figure getting smaller and smaller, the scavenger and the hunter exchanged glances.
Finally, someone snorted, "You are indeed stupid."
Today's situation should have been a turning point in Silly Qu's fate.
In the past, he could be easily bullied by anyone without any worries.
Now that he has the tiger skin, he should take the opportunity to set some rules and seek some benefits for himself, but he just walks away like this?
Some people didn't care about Qu Jianlei's thoughts and couldn't wait to say, "It's time to talk about other items..."
I don’t know who it was that whispered, “What a bunch of profit-seeking idiots!”
Qu Jianlei walked very fast and disappeared from everyone's sight in a short time.
Then he bent down and started running quickly. Because he had been malnourished all year round, his body was extremely light and he could run very fast.
However, as he ran, his body became hotter and hotter, and his skin became redder and redder.
Just when he felt that he could no longer hold on, several uneven hills appeared in front of him: Finally here!
Qu Jianlei ran to the side of a small mound, scratched the ground with his hands twice, and then pushed hard.
A crack appeared in front, more than 20 centimeters wide and about one meter long.
He took a look at the few hairs hidden in the gap and found nothing unusual, so he got in without hesitation.
This is not his residence, just a temporary shelter he dug in the wild.
Qu Jianlei is very thin. This is a big project for him, but he is seriously insecure.
Even though he was hungry and full, he still dug three temporary shelters in the wild.
Each shelter is pitifully small, but for Qu Jianlei, having one is better than nothing.
Now this shelter is the largest one, but when he got in with a Gauss automatic gun, it was still a bit stumbling.
Drilling diagonally under the ground for nearly three meters, we came to a narrow space.
The space is about one meter above the ground, two meters long, sixty centimeters wide, and about one and a half meters high.
That is, the size of two coffins stacked on top of each other.
In this space, he also hid a small jar of water, half a tube of nutrient solution, and half a candle.
Otherwise, he has a very poor sense of security. He has already traveled through time inexplicably once, and he doesn't want to do it a second time.
Putting aside the survival rate, can he guarantee that the next time he travels through time, he will definitely travel into a human body?
But right now, he doesn't have time to think about this.
He pushed the door closed from the inside, took out his new flashlight, checked that there was nothing wrong, and entered the cave.
Then he quickly sat down cross-legged and began to test the qi and blood throughout his body.
Because he had exercised too much just now, his breathing was short and he was still unable to enter concentration.
But you can feel the muscle soreness all over your body, and it's not the feeling of excessive lactic acid secretion.
Qu Jianlei wanted to meditate, but unfortunately, he didn't have any luck method.
Before he traveled through time, he had studied "Wu Qin Xi" and "Ba Duan Jin", but as for Tai Chi... he was not very proficient.
But in such a cramped space, it is impossible to perform these body-refining techniques.
So... just barely stand still?
His stance is still very standard, and he once had someone give him guidance in China.
It's a pity that he was too poor after coming to the wasteland. This very physically demanding exercise method... he hasn't tried it a few times.
But right now it’s rare to have a little luxury, and my body is extremely hot, so I’d like to give it a try.
While standing in the stance, his anger sank in his Dantian - the lower Dantian, not the middle Dantian.
The foundation of my body is still a little weak. After standing for less than two minutes, I feel a little sore and backache.
But then, a miracle happened. The heat in the xiphoid process began to decrease, and the heat in the whole body gradually weakened.
Correspondingly, the lower Dantian begins to get hot.
The heat all over my body is like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, gurgling continuously towards the lower Dantian.
Qu Jianlei regained his energy in an instant, and his waist no longer hurt and his back no longer ached.
But, what on earth did I develop?
Did the failed genetic medicine actually start to help me cultivate my internal strength?
This kind of dry heat becomes internal qi, which keeps it cooked...is it serious?
The next moment, a sentence suddenly popped into his mind - there is no place in the human body but the Dantian.
So this hot air may be cooked...seriously...right?
However, as he thought of these words, his mind suddenly shook, and the outline of an image popped up.
It was a small cartoon butterfly with a big head and a small body. Its wings were as small as a stick figure with muscles growing on its legs.
However, although he could not see clearly clearly, Qu Jianlei was shaken all over.
He muttered in a low voice, as if talking in his sleep, "Xiaohu... is that you?"
Xiaohu is the artificial intelligence he created in China.
At that time, he was a little tired of the world and chose the image of a butterfly - Even if I only live for one summer, I will still bloom beautifully.
But when naming it, he felt that the name Xiaodie was a bit common, and it sounded the same as "Dad".
No one can take advantage of him, not even artificial intelligence!
So a butterfly is called "Little Lake". Isn't this normal?
Xiaohu is very intelligent, and Qu Jianlei, a "father," is not short of money. He is willing to spend money on hardware and his computing speed is very fast.
And because of the official support of Shenzhou, a lot of data has been opened up, its learning ability is also very powerful, and the training completion rate is very high.
Except that it was not born with independent consciousness, Qu Jianlei felt that it was not much different from intelligent life.
As for giving it intelligence? Qu Jianlei didn't think about it, even if he did have such an impulse.
First of all, he estimated that it would be difficult for him to do it. Although he has a very high IQ, he is not so arrogant that he goes crazy.
Secondly, letting artificial intelligence produce intelligence is an anti-social idea. Who can guarantee whether it will backfire on humans? New
No matter what, he was very happy now that he could finally see Xiaohu.
But unfortunately, the cartoon butterfly trembled slightly, then suddenly dispersed and turned into little stars.
The starlight didn't last even for a second before it dimmed and disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, there was another sharp pain in his head - the familiar swelling pain.
"Then it hurts," Qu Jianlei's body was still standing still, his hands had already reached to his waist, and he took out a tube of nutritional supplements.
After taking a tube of nutritional supplements, the swelling and pain became more severe.
Without thinking, he took out another tube.
Previously, he had received ten tubes of nutritional supplements from Mr. Sai, and he found twelve more tubes from Tietou and Sanye.
Now he can have a little luxury, and he is sure that this pain will most likely improve his brain's computing power.
It took him about ten minutes and he took three tubes of nutritional supplements before the swelling and pain in his head stopped getting stronger.
But standing in a stance... I really can't continue, after all, this body has never done much standing in a stance.
He sat down on the ground, picked up a water bag, and drank heavily.
Zhanzhuang consumes a lot of calories, and the brain consumes even more calories. Even if you take three tubes of nutritional supplements, you can’t do it without drinking water!
This water bag must have been carried by Tietou. The water quality is actually quite clear.
However, although he was very thirsty, Qu Jianlei still controlled his desire to "have a drink".
Reason told him that he didn't know how long his body's weirdness would last, and it was very necessary to plan his diet appropriately.
Qu Jianlei sometimes loses control of his body, but under normal circumstances, his self-control is very strong.
This is not just a problem of obsessive-compulsive disorder. This dangerous place does not leave him much room for error.
After taking six large sips and twelve small sips in total, he decisively put down the water bag.
Then naturally, he assumed a "five-heart-to-the-sky" pose.
He wasn't sure whether doing this would bring him any benefit, but practicing Taoism... isn't that the case?
My breathing has calmed down a bit, but my head is still sore and swollen.
After another ten minutes or so, he took out another tube of nutritional supplements.
Only this time, he did not continue to drink water. Water resources were too precious.
In the next hour, he took two more tubes of nutritional supplements and drank three large gulps of water.
Just when he was worrying about when this promotion would end, the pain in his head gradually weakened.
Five minutes later, the pain had become so insignificant that Qu Jianlei was not even sure if there was any remaining pain.
Then, a formula suddenly appeared in his mind, "The Unnamed Qi Refining Technique"!
Is this...a secret to cultivation? Qu Jianlei was immediately stunned.
After he traveled through time, he couldn't remember much of Blue Star's knowledge very clearly. Most of them knew what they knew but didn't know why.
After all, what he is good at is super calculation, not super memory.
However, he was very sure that he had never come across such a technique in Blue Star.
Even if there really is a cultivation method, it can't be called "Unnamed Qi Refining Technique", right?
So, my time-traveling golden finger finally arrived. Is this... turning on the system?
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