Chapter 002: Returning to the ancestors, Zhang Sanfeng!
The first time I returned to my ancestors, I awakened to the era of martial arts.
That is, between the previous 100 years and the year 1000.
For each person, if you push one generation up, you will have two ancestors, if you push two generations up, you will have four, and if you go up two generations, there will be eight, sixteen, thirty-two... what is presented is exponential.
growth.
If calculated according to a generation of 20 years.
In 1000 years, there are 500 generations.
In other words, there are 2 to the power of 500 ancestors.
This is a terrifying astronomical number.
It also represents infinite possibilities.
However, objects that have returned to their ancestors several times are often similar in identity and type.
For example, if the first time you return to your ancestors, you are a warrior, then the second time you return to your ancestors, you will often be a fighting monk.
This is determined by genetic predisposition and is difficult to change.
Therefore, returning to our ancestors for the first time is particularly important.
"It would be nice if I could choose for myself."
Li Xiang thought this, shook his head again, and sighed.
Over the past hundred years, countless studies and facts have proven that there is no pattern to the objects that return to their ancestors, and no human intervention is possible.
Everything is out of your control.
The red mist became thicker and thicker, as if it had condensed into countless gelatinous substances.
Li Xiang's breathing became difficult.
It feels like drowning.
"Help, I can't breathe!"
Suddenly a girl screamed in panic.
Li Xiang turned around and looked around. In front of him, there was only a thick red fog that seemed to be solid.
"Where are you? Let me help you."
A boy's voice sounded, followed by a bang, as if he hit something, and a muffled grunt.
There was a noise and commotion.
At this moment, Lieutenant Colonel Liu's loud shouts rang out in everyone's ears.
"Everyone, stay put, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"
The commotion gradually subsided.
In the gymnasium, silence returned again.
Only intermittent conversations can be heard occasionally.
"... where are the military doctors... their bodies are too weak... alas... there are already five of them... please inform their families..."
Li Xiang calmed down his mind, closed his eyes, and meditated.
And with the red mist, it penetrated into the body.
He felt a rush of heat.
It was as if the whole body was being burned by fire.
Just when he couldn't hold on any longer.
Before my eyes, the red color quickly disappeared.
Instead, there is endless darkness.
And in the darkness, a light spot suddenly appeared, followed by a second, third, and fourth...
In an instant, countless light spots appeared, densely packed, like a sky full of stars.
"What's this?"
Li Xiang was curious and looked at one of the brighter spots of light.
I was surprised to find that the light spots were actually three glowing characters.
"Once Upon a Time."
This was a famous martial artist in the late Qing Dynasty.
Li Xiang was stunned and looked intently at another light spot further away.
"Zeng Guofan."
Everywhere you look, there are names that have left their mark on history.
Moreover, the further the distance, the older the era in which the characters live.
"Qi Jiguang", "Chen Wangting", "Yue Fei"
Each name is shining with brilliance.
Li Xiang didn't know if it was just him or all the returnees.
Subconsciously, he looked towards the brightest light in the night sky.
"Zhang Sanfeng."
The eyes can no longer be separated.
Zhang Sanfeng was born in the late Song Dynasty. From the Yuan Dynasty to the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, he was the leader of Taoism, a master of martial arts, a powerful alchemist, the founder of Wudang, and the founder of Neijiaquan, Tai Chi, and Tao Fu.
He is the last qigong master in the martial arts era.
This is a man who, on his own, transcends the times and breaks the rules.
The well-deserved first person in the martial arts era.
【Should we choose Zhang Sanfeng as the atavistic object? 】
Suddenly, a mysterious voice sounded in Li Xiang's mind.
Li Xiang was startled, "Who is talking?"
He looked around, but he only saw endless darkness and a sky full of stars composed of names.
【Should we choose Zhang Sanfeng as the atavistic object? 】
The voice sounded again.
Li Xiang swallowed hard.
"Zhang Sanfeng, is my ancestor?"
"Can you still choose actively?"
[Whether to choose Zhang Sanfeng...]
Before the voice finished speaking, Li Xiang stopped hesitating and said suddenly: "Yes!"
The words just fell.
The three words "Zhang Sanfeng" turned into the figure of an old man with an immortal air, slowly floating towards him.
…
In the gymnasium.
The red mist has become much thinner.
More than 300 students were sitting or lying down without waking up.
Some people are smiling, while others are frowning and suffering.
It's like being trapped in a nightmare.
"Liu Captain, how many warriors do you think these students can produce?"
one soldier asked.
Lieutenant Colonel Liu looked around and said slowly, "According to past experience, there is a one-tenth chance, and there are probably more than thirty."
The soldier frowned and said, "The results from No. 1 Middle School are out. There are 36 combat-type returnees. It seems that every school is similar."
Lieutenant Colonel Liu nodded. Each of the four high schools in Yangcheng and the four war zones in the southeast and northwest has jurisdiction over one.
The northern theater where he is located is in charge of the resources of No. 2 Middle School.
Over the years, as the beast tides have become more ferocious each time, the battle losses of the city defense forces have also become higher and higher.
At the same time, due to the deterioration of the living environment, people's desire to have children is getting lower and lower.
As a result, there are fewer and fewer graduates in schools every year.
The battle losses of the city defense army could not be replenished, and the defense became more difficult, so that the city defense headquarters had to shrink its defensive front.
As a result, living conditions become even more difficult.
Vicious cycle.
"Sigh," Lieutenant Colonel Liu sighed, "If this continues, I'm afraid the conditions for enlistment will be relaxed next year."
The soldier next to him also sighed, "I heard that the Southern Defense District has started to select merit-based admissions for sophomores this year."
In fact, there are hundreds of cities in the entire land of Kyushu. Except for the big cities guarded by powerful war gods and generals, other places are similar to Yangcheng.
Lieutenant Colonel Liu put his hands behind his back and looked at the more than 300 students, "I hope this class will produce a few strong martial arts masters."
