3 Whoa! What a Gigantic Skeleton! (2/2)
”Hey, who is the one causing mischief? Let me out, or I am going to get violent! Believe me or not, I'll sue you until you go bankrupt!”
Although Wang Zheng decided to get a little more serious, three seconds later, he started believing the Skeleton.
The skeleton robot gave him a very carefree electric shock. Sometimes force was the most convincing way.
Looking at the skeleton robot's oppressive eyes along with that handgun flashing with light, Wang Zheng did not hesitate to choose the super soldier plan. Adapting to circumstances was the smart thing. This was another of his family's teachings.
”Super soldier first stage training begins. Matching martial technique!”
Two silver balls of light appeared and constantly swept across Wang Zheng's body. This time it was a little painful. However, Wang Zheng was staring at the silver balls curiously. He thought that everything in front of him was a dream. What exactly was the Old Merchant up to?
”Primordial Regression Technique”
Three ancient words appeared. Words like these were rarely seen these days.
”Congratulations for matching with the unparalleled Primordial Regression Technique. In the Rand Empire's ten thousand year history, only three were able to cultivate this technique. The first step to practicing it is to feel the first tier of primordial energies—Thirty-Two Stage Cultivation Technique!”
32 spots appeared on the skeleton robot. Wang Zheng finally understood the need for this diagram on the Skeleton Robot. What could be clearer than this to show the location of the 32 meridians?
In another parallel space, human development had taken another direction. Technology existed, but what was more important was inner strength. Although genetic evaluation was the same, the direction taken was different. In the end, there was a completely different result.
Simply put, one was technology-based with the body assisting it, while the other one was body-based with technology assisting it. However, Wang Zheng felt that the latter seemed more torturous.
The skeleton robot was very detailed in its explanation. It seemed to feel that this sort of method was very difficult to explain. However, Wang Zheng understood the method quite clearly. This thing seemed to be similar to the Eight Stage Breathing technique that his family passed down, but it was slightly more complicated. Since the age of three, Wang Zheng's father tempted him with lollipops to practice the breathing technique. Who knew that it would be useful here?
”Should the technique to link up the meridians begin?” the skeleton robot asked.
Upon hearing these words which had cruelty hidden beneath the surface, Wang Zheng had a feeling that something was not right. ”Haha, can I choose not to?”
”You cannot!” Another glittering silver needle appeared in the robot's hands
F**k, that thing was about 30 centimeters long. What did that skeleton intend to do?
”God d**n you. If I had no choice, why did you even ask?!” Even clay people had a breaking point, and Wang Zheng started to rage.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
His complaints were useless. 32 silver needles were instantly inserted into Wang Zheng's body. At that moment, Student Wang's body felt chills, but surprisingly, it felt okay.
After three seconds, the room was echoing with Wang Zheng's howling. A strand of silver thread was attached behind each silver needle. Strong electrical currents entered Wang Zheng's body.
”Guide the spirit according to the electrical currents flowing through the acupuncture points!”
Wang Zheng was in a semi-conscious state, but he just couldn't faint. Linking up the meridians was complete nonsense. His body couldn't feel any guidance! But right at this moment, the Eight Stage Breathing technique he learnt when he was young started to automatically circulate itself, miraculously guiding the electrical currents through his body. From eight it expanded to 16, and then it expanded again from 16 to 32 stages. Each stage was where he had been shocked. Wang Zheng's pain reduced by a bit, and after a period of time, he gradually began to recover his consciousness and started guiding his thoughts on to the areas where he was shocked.
When all 32 points were finally connected and formed a complete cycle, the electrical current disappeared, followed by a loss of that marvelous feeling of completing a cycle
Wang Zheng once again opened his eyes. The skeleton robot was still standing in front of him.
”Congratulations, Soldier Wang Zheng, you created a new record for the time taken to awaken. The initial cycle was completed in ten days!”
The robot showered him with meticulous praise; it even gave him a standard military salute.
After hearing the praises, Wang Zheng still did not dare to lower his guard because the robot in front of his eyes may have been talking politely, but his actions were too cruel.
”Can I go already?!”
”You have to consolidate this martial technique in this period of time. Meanwhile, you will complete this first set of intense training and some warrior's basic training at the same time.”
The robot said. Perhaps to make its expressions as gentle as possible, it even revealed a humane smile, but it was actually very frightening!
Robots obviously did not understand that humans needed to rest. Thus, what immediately followed was the beginning of training
Horse stance!
God d**n it. Wang Zheng felt like dying after squatting for a whole day. In the past, he had done a lot push-ups, long-distance running, and short distance sprinting, but that was all within a normal person's normal limits. On other matters, the robot seemed to be respectful towards him, but once training started, it was just an absolute monster
On the first day, Wang Zheng couldn't take it and asked, ”If I keep half-squatting like this, will I be able to become a super soldier?”
”Sorry, your question exceeds the limits of my answers”
Student Wang gave up. Although he could feel that this kind of balancing did have its advantages, was it really worth it?
Once it had started, there would be no stopping. If Wang Zheng's movements were not up to standard, he would receive an electric shock.
What was worse than being in horse stance for a day? Doing it for six months!
Wang Zheng started to wonder if his legs were going to be strained until it changed shape. This exercise was very dull; it was so uninteresting that he was going to be driven mad! After realizing that he would only be frustrated if he kept thinking this way, he realized that practice was the only thing that would pass the time. As time passed, Wang Zheng felt that his own optimism had developed to an extreme level.
After six long months, the robot finally gave him a different assignment.
A pile of cylinders appeared in the area. Wang Zheng's mission was to walk to and fro on top of the cylinders.
Whenever cylinder lit up, it would disappear immediately, but what would happen when he fell?
Actually, nothing much; he would just fall from a six meter height.
Would it hurt if one fell down from that height?
It was absolutely terrible suffering. Wang Zheng felt that it was all just a dream, an extremely painful one. However, the red light of the skeleton could cure him.
The potential of mankind always revealed itself in difficult times. In order to not fall into insanity, Wang Zheng would jump here and jump there every single day like a kangaroo, gradually becoming more skillful led in the thirty-two stage Primordial Regression Technique.
After a month, Wang Zheng very confidently and easily navigated the top of the cylinders. The skeleton said that the cylinders were called ”plum piles.” However, to Wang Zheng, it was a type of digital and graphical arrangement. After he memorized the entire layout, everything became simple.
”Bonehead, this event isn't challenging anymore. This brother is already invincible.”
”Yes!” the robot always replied simply and in a straightforward fashion.
Suddenly, the course changed. Although the cylinders were still cylinders, they had shrunk from a diameter of twenty centimeters to ten centimeters.
The six meter drop was still six meters, only now the floor had changed into numerous densely-packed nails.
God d**n it, this brother here has trypophobia!