CHAPTER 236: CHAPTER 112 OVERCLOCKING IMPROVED AGAIN_3

After speaking,

Old Liu gathered everyone to head over to Zhang Feng.

At the same time,

Zhang Feng and Dr. Wu were walking in the mountains, smelling the fragrance of flowers and grass mixed with the damp odor of animal droppings.

Most of the unpleasant smell was coming from the base at the back.

This plot of land was very fertile.

"How is it?" Zhang Feng asked as he practiced his inner strength, glancing at the contemplative Dr. Wu, "You’ve learned on the road and spent a few days at the plantation base.

Has it helped you?"

"I need to digest it," Dr. Wu said, taking a notebook from his pocket, "Mr. Zhang, I’ve noted everything down and marked some parts I didn’t understand.

If you have time, could you take a look and guide me?"

"Sure," Zhang Feng replied, taking his notebook and flipping through the pages one by one.

After flipping through for a while, Zhang Feng reached out to him, "There are quite a few mistakes. Do you have a pen?"

"I brought one."

"I did!"

That was the answer from both Dr. Wu and the newly arrived Old Liu.

Behind Old Liu, three researchers had already taken out their pens.

"Forget it." Zhang Feng saw this and looked ahead, "Old Wu is like half a student of mine; I even taught him the methods of refining force and making Grain Avoidance Pills.

Seeing how many questions and annotations Old Wu has, I realized you all are in the same boat.

Let’s find a place.

Let’s clear up everything about the Grain Avoidance Pill, and then our class trip will come to an end."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang!"

"President Zhang! We will study well and not let your teachings go to waste!"

"Thank you, President Zhang, thank you..."

Everyone was very grateful and admired President Zhang’s selfless teachings tremendously.

Of course, when they usually taught students, they wished they could just open the students’ heads and pour the knowledge in.

Although they were selfless, they didn’t feel they were selfless; instead, they felt that teaching and passing on knowledge was the right thing to do.

...

Another two days went by.

In a nearby county, they temporarily requisitioned the only large conference room of the local government.

Zhang Feng set this as the venue for a small conference.

The county people, seeing so many leaders arriving, were incredibly excited.

Additionally, because Zhang Feng didn’t want to keep it hidden, he told the county that local doctors could also attend as auditors and gain knowledge.

Afterwards, the news spread from the county to the city, and from the city to the province.

In less than two days, the county courtyard was filled with cars.

Medical experts from the province and some officials came too.

What was initially a small academic meeting turned into a province-wide medical conference.

Even experts from other provinces, upon hearing that it was presided over by President Zhang, hurried over.

The local military also began to send people over for protection.

Seeing the increasing commotion, Zhang Feng realized that if everyone came, it would take at least ten days.

Finally, Zhang Feng decided to conclude his small meeting and let some researchers who had already understood the concepts stay behind, so the old professors’ trip wouldn’t be for nothing.

As they left,

On the way back to the base,

Inside a bulletproof car,

In the passenger seat, Old Liu looked exhausted, turning his gaze to Zhang Feng who was admiring the scenery from the backseat, "President Zhang, if you want to change assistants, just say so. There’s no need to work me to death before replacing me..."

"No such thing," Zhang Feng looked away from the scenery and glanced at Old Liu, "I initially intended to teach a little, not to attract so much attention."

"That’s not..." Old Liu said in exasperation, "To you, these may be little bits of knowledge.

But to us, it’s very different.

I can assert that if you stayed another ten days or so, it wouldn’t just be a provincial medical conference anymore; it would turn into a nationwide one!

People from around the world would rush here!

Your knowledge would definitely stir up a global storm!"

Old Liu pointed to the armored vehicles in front and behind, with special task forces seated inside,

"Moreover, President Zhang, we have been keeping your travels confidential repeatedly to prevent such incidents from happening.

Because, apart from the base, if you stand anywhere for a while, it will inevitably become a global center of attention!

Did you know? Some foreign reports have already dubbed you as ’the God walking among men’."

...

Due to Old Liu’s words,

And because there was nothing urgent,

For the following months,

Zhang Feng began another retreat.

The new martial arts courses would have to wait, first letting big data store them.

Then, Zhang Feng focused on inner strength.

He wanted to master it as soon as possible.

So that when the first school’s semester ends, he might be able to give a speech.

If things went slower, he must at least show his face before the first batch of graduates.

Time was tight.

Unconsciously, he practiced for dozens of days.

The main arteries were all connected with inner strength, and what remained were the small veins.

Through months of practice,

Zhang Feng’s constitution reached [97]

Almost thirty points more than when he was treading water.

With his current level of mastery, Zhang Feng could stand on the water’s surface with his feet.

At the end of the last world, Zhang Feng opened new paths on the legs of his previous reality.

...

On the 90th day,

In the following days, Zhang Feng neither practiced inner strength nor read materials on human physiology, but used big data to find new paths.

Upon this search, there was an abundance of materials, but useful ones were scarce.

Seeing the little time left, Zhang Feng didn’t hesitate but quickly combed through nearly ten thousand materials.

After eight days, with comparisons and cross-references with some databases on human physiology,

Zhang Feng finally organized 10 new paths on the legs.

This meant the next world reincarnation would have its benefits, not leaving with a few, which would be a pity.

After all, though the world pauses upon leaving, there won’t be second chances upon return.

Thus, occupying inner strength time to collect new paths is crucial.

Adding the two books of the last world, eliminating the duplicates, this time there are 28 more.

After preparations, practice for a day,

In the blink of an eye, a hundred days had passed.

And that afternoon,

Zhang Feng, thinking he hadn’t gathered with friends for over thirty years, invited Master Wang and the others for dinner and drinks at the curator’s house that evening.

To mentally unwind before the next adventure world.

Otherwise, staying tense continuously isn’t feasible.

Moreover, letting it lead to a Heart Demon would be troublesome.

Thus, they ate and drank for an hour.

After the meal, as they were drinking tea,

Zhang Feng, sipping contentedly, casually remarked while looking at the slightly chubby Xiaoli,

"How did the belly come out? Have you stopped running?"

"Indeed, I haven’t run." Xiaoli lightly patted his belly, "Zhang Ge, with you gone, there’s no one to lead me. I twisted my ankle a while ago, and after some rest, I got entirely lazy."

"Hey, hey, I healed his foot." Dr. Wu chuckled, holding his tea cup, "He happened to come to my hospital to get an X-ray that night, and I was on duty with the machine.

I thought he came to invite me for a meal.

When he hopped in on one leg, I knew he wasn’t there without a cause."

"Hahaha..." Master Wang and the others laughed.

"You guys are something, what’s so funny?" Zhang Feng asked, seeing everyone laughing, including Xiaoli, and found himself chuckling momentarily.

With this conversation and laughter,

In the presence of friends, he laughed openly,

And Zhang Feng felt much better emotionally.

If after six years of repairing the Tank Commander World, the Heart Demon rose to 45, now it was maybe at most 20.

Zhang Feng, for the first time, felt that laughing openly could be so relaxing and pleasant.

It’s not just about enjoying beautiful scenery or traveling.

This self-cultivation, it turns out, can appear from laughter induced by a casual remark, achieving profound effects.

This self-cultivation truly evolves with a heart free but within bounds.

After a while of laughter, they paused to catch their breath.

Zhang Feng got up relaxedly, went to the door to get his hat and sunglasses, then turned to Xiaoli,

"Li Zi, shall we go for a run?"

"Let’s go." Xiaoli promptly got up and started warming up.

"Count me in," the curator also rose, lifting his sleeves, shaking his small belly, "Look, look, there’s something to be said about running and losing weight, right?"

"Don’t make me laugh," Zhang Feng smiled while putting on his sunglasses, "We have to go for a run; don’t want to get a stitch."

"Shall we all go?" Master Wang also got up, pulling an eager Dr. Wu along, "We’ve drunk today, let’s run back and come to get the cars tomorrow."

"Everyone running?" Zhang Feng looked at them.

They all nodded.

"Great," Zhang Feng put on his hat,

"Brothers, let’s have a practice session together then?"