"The price of monster meat has plummeted, and the government has vigorously cracked down on the black market trade! Let me tell you, you must not eat monster meat indiscriminately! It's not worth it!"
"Yes, yes, let's sell the monster meat now..."
Due to the existence of "Human Breathing Technique", most people do not need to buy monster meat and try to activate their innate superpowers.
Of course, the learning and practice of "Human Breathing Technique" also requires monster meat, but most ordinary people cannot teach themselves through acupuncture, and people cannot remember the order of so many needles.
This matter must be promoted by national-level forces. A large number of doctors must be trained first before it can be slowly promoted.
"Everyone is a person with super powers." Under this expectation, the tense social atmosphere among the people was quickly changed.
Everything seems to be back to before.
"I just don't understand. There are almost no changes on the material level, but the world seems to be different, very different." Wang Fumin chewed a piece of hard beef and looked at the lively atmosphere in the canteen, and
All kinds of news on TV can't help but fill my heart with emotion.
He remembered Zhang Ming's reply, saying that he was going to do a "big thing", but he didn't expect that the big thing would be so big.
"This is called...expectation." Lu Tuyu laughed and said, "Humans are animals that live in expectations. Expectations affect the economy, society, and the world."
Wang Fumin asked again: "What about you, do you want to apply to learn human breathing skills? The physical test requirements for the first few batches are very strict. One thousand meters must be completed within three minutes and 30 pull-ups are required. Is that okay?" "No rush, no rush." Lu Tuyu said with a smile, "I want to become a superpower just to be a qualified troll. Now that I am qualified to troll people, why are I anxious?"
"Oh, by the way, your drift bottle has been sent?"
"I think it's almost time. He will probably like the seeds we sent, right?"
Lu Tuyu added: "Next time we can send a miniature voice recorder to send more content."
"The recorder needs batteries. When the battery runs out, he won't be able to listen. I think paper is better and can be stored permanently."
The discussion between the two gradually started, and the atmosphere in the cafeteria gradually became more intense, with hearty laughter coming one after another. People used their excitement and enthusiasm to welcome the arrival of a new era.
The real...supernatural era!
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Mysterious Area No. 16, on the beach.
While the people on earth are in a state of carnival, the inventor of human breathing is eating grass happily.
The hint of braised aroma sweeping in the wind spreads softly in the sunshine. The strong and crispy yellow gluten, plus a few pieces of emerald green seaweed, are soaked in the soft, juicy and mellow soup. And in the thick
The strong salty aroma is filled with a hint of spiciness, and the extremely elastic noodles shuttle in the aroma. After absorbing the soup, take a gentle bite and slide it between your lips and teeth.
This is a pack, produced two and a half years ago...
Kang Shuaifu Braised Beef Noodles!
Do you know how delicious it is?
You don’t know!
Did you know that it expired?
It has indeed expired...
But it is a supreme treasure. Before the festive day, I would not be willing to take it out to eat.
Zhang Ming sat on a big rock, watching the ebb and flow of the tide.
"You guys only care about your own carnival, when will I save you!"
"Hey - hello -" Zhang Ming shouted at the sky.
On the beach, that mysterious feeling of intimacy disappeared vaguely after he taught the "Human Breathing Technique" - it didn't disappear completely, but was in a state of invisibility.
Gaia consciousness is like an old-era capitalist, showing the Zhou Bapi quality of "throwing it away immediately if it has no use value".
Of course, there is another possibility. The "Gaia consciousness" is almost exhausted and can no longer support the so-called "mirage".
"Forget it, if you don't, then you won't. I'm not the kind of person who wants to be in the headlines all day long."
"There is no live broadcast now, which gives Teacher Wang Feng a chance to make headlines." After Zhang Ming finished eating the ramen, he drank all the soup and water with some dissatisfaction.
In fact, I was only half full, just like eating snacks.
"The flesh and blood of mutated creatures is more filling."
Seeing that it was getting late, a bolt of lightning flashed across the space and lit the firewood directly.
The flames crackled and a large pot of fish soup was cooked for the turtles, and bubbles sounded one after another from the pot.
This big fish needs to be cooked for at least an hour to produce the milky white fish oil, so Zhang Ming lay on the chair and rested leisurely.
It’s rare to be leisurely, it’s rare to be leisurely.
Radio: "Human respiration has been proven to be highly popular and scalable..."
"Long-term operation of human breathing technology can enhance physical fitness, strengthen the five senses, greatly enhance immunity, and increase average life expectancy."
"From this perspective, the expert team believes that the long-term effects of human breathing techniques will surpass more than 99% of innate abilities."
"Most innate abilities can only enhance one attribute. Human breathing skills can enhance all aspects."
The national team is indeed not a loser. It worked out a rough idea as quickly as possible.
This broadcast should be about reporting results to Zhang Ming.
Lao Zhang listened with great interest. Even though he had already known the effect of "Human Breathing Technique", he was still very happy to listen to others repeat it.
He suddenly understood Shimama's pleasure in rereading.
Sure enough, the essence of human beings is a repeater!
Radio: "However, because of the phenomenon of some super-powered criminals, people in the society are worried. If the 'human breathing technique' is popularized on a large scale, will it further affect social stability?"
"There has been extensive debate at the level of public opinion, but no matter what, it is impossible for humans to stop eating because of choking."
"Some experts also believe that 'human respiration' should be included as a part of the nine-year compulsory education. However, it remains to be verified how safe human respiration is and whether it will affect the physical development of teenagers."
Domestic experts just like to tangle with these minutiae things, and it sounds like they make some sense...
However, Zhang Ming has no doubt that the "Human Breathing Technique" will be promoted on a large scale and spread to everyone in the world.
Can anyone refuse just the benefits of "all-round strengthening", "increasing average life expectancy" and "easy promotion"?
No!
What's more, the world is not peaceful. External pressure and internal chaos coexist. Without a "human breathing technique", these contradictions will disappear.
If the "Human Breathing Technique" is popularized in other regions, if Daxia does not popularize it, it will fall behind in the long-term competition.
"It feels so good, I have to celebrate again!"
With an inexplicable feeling of emptiness lingering in his heart, Zhang Ming took out his collector's edition of 3 kilograms of rice from a suitcase.
I have been on the island for a year and a half, and even if the rice is sealed and stored, it is still yellowish and moldy.
Nothing can withstand the erosion of time.
"If you don't eat it, you won't be able to eat it."
He picked out a few moldy rice grains, took the inner pot of a rice cooker and started cooking.
The turtles gathered in a circle and stared at the pot. They didn't know what rice was, but they wanted to eat it.
At this time, the lively domestic and foreign news ended, and Li Xianfeng's voice sounded again: "Hello, survivors from afar."
"We thank you for your outstanding contribution. Without the emergence of human breathing technology, the order of the old era may have completely collapsed. It is difficult for us to imagine what will happen in the future..."
"We sincerely thank you for maintaining the cornerstone of modern civilization."
"We will definitely take the best care of your loved ones."
"But due to the gradual disappearance of the mirage phenomenon, it is difficult for us to pay attention to your specific movements. We will not give up every possibility of rescue..."
"Okay, okay."
"I know you guys can only talk a few words... Stop talking, I still have to rely on myself to really go home!"
Zhang Ming ate the rice with big mouthfuls. The taste from his hometown and the faint smell of staleness made him faintly indulged in it, recalling various past events in his childhood.
"Hurry up and tell me the next chapter, no ink stains!"
Li Xianfeng was grateful for a long time, but there was nothing special about it, and he broadcast the usual online message: "The following is the 188th chapter of "The Age of Global Mythology"..."
In fact, Zhang Ming has read this book a long time ago, and there is a very interesting character in it.
So I named the black stone rolling around my feet "Shimama".
Shimama was rolling around on the ground with the turtles. Even the huge turtle "Scar", who was as big as a house, followed suit and rolled on all fours, almost destroying Zhang Ming's iron house.
It was crushed.
"What are you doing? Do you want to be beaten?"
After being scolded by Lao Zhang, the scarred turtle expressed that he was innocent. He stared with two round eyes and kept wailing, expressing that he was wronged and hurt.
Zhang Ming waved his hand, expressing that he was in a happy mood today, but also a little tired and lonely, and did not want to care too much about it.
"Today I teach you that the most popular game among humans, football, is also called Cuju!"
"Scar, you turtles form a team, called the Daming Team." Zhang Ming found a smaller round coconut and drained the water inside.
"Ah woo!" There are games to play, Scar's spirit is great.
"You, your name is Gao Qiu, and your team's name is Fuso. These trees are the goals. Whoever scores two goals wins! You can't bite with your mouth."
The giant tortoise named "Gao Qiu" screamed and immediately coiled its tail back.
As a tortoise, it has amazing spiritual awareness, and always feels that it has been insulted by an unknown kind. But what kind of insult it is, it can't tell at all.
Soon, under the organization of Lao Zhang, the two turtle teams played Shaolin football. For a while, sparks hit the earth, various turtle shells collided, and the audience shouted.
The Ming team has risen like never before! Playing against the Fuso team!
"The rise of Daxia football depends on you!"
Zhang Ming sat back on the chair, looked at the moonlit sky, and watched the turtles playing football. There was no need for any offside rules, just push the coconut into the goal.
Under the blazing fire, a group of turtles had great fun.
But he, Lao Zhang, was thinking about some small personal matters in a complicated mood.
In other words, at this moment, his mind was empty, quiet, and a little satisfied.
Other people's excitement is just other people's, and your own feelings, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty, only you know.
