If you become a monster, you will succeed

In a rental house in Bashui District, Xijing City, Feng Xue was sitting in front of a desk lamp, with a monocular magnifying glass on her right eye that is commonly used by jewelers and appraisers in film and television works. It seems to be enjoying a rare treasure.

But in fact, at this time, he was more like a glue guy than an appraiser, carefully handling fragile parts.

Like a gossamer, the will slowly penetrated into the crystal-like shell, and then slowly gathered inside the dice, and under Feng Xue's fine control, it was woven into the desired shape.

The illusory texture was slowly built, and a figure slowly appeared inside the small dice, which was only one centimeter square.

At this time, Feng Xue seemed to be making a ship in a bottle, sending the parts into the bottle bit by bit, and then assembling it inside.

The roar of the engine outside the window, the ticking of the clock in the room, the sound of the neighbors arguing upstairs, the panting sound of the tea and coffee at the next door...

All kinds of voices appeared extremely clear under Feng Xue's highly concentrated spirit, but they did not cause the slightest fluctuation in his spirit.

"It's done!"

Suddenly, Feng Xue, who was originally like a sculpture, let out a soft sigh, and in the small dice in his hand, a clear figure had been condensed.

"Next, next!" Feng Xue put the small dice on the shelf beside her, and then took out a new one from the suitcase and put it away. At this time, there were already more than 300 dice on the shelf Shadow's "Crystal Dice," but apparently there's more in the suitcase.

Among the dice placed on the shelves, the phantoms became thinner the lower they went, and even at the bottom, some phantoms had completely dissipated.

But Feng Xue didn't care about it, or in other words, the ones that dissipated were the finished products——

That means that the [Consciousness] in the dice has been completely soaked by his consciousness. Only in this way, the consciousness that has ended its mission will automatically dissipate.

After all, this is not something disguised by authority like [Killer Whale], but the true form of martial arts.

He named it - [True Self].

"I feel like developing along this route, I can directly drive 'Hell God of War'." Feng Xue threw the distracting thoughts that emerged in her mind and the salt that appeared in her hands behind her, and focused her attention on the dice again.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

A short knock on the door came from the door. Feng Xue frowned slightly, and waved a roll of the packing cloth spread on the table as a tablecloth. The entire workbench, together with the suitcase and the finished dice, turned into a package the size of a lychee. He stuffed these things into his pocket, then got up and went to open the door.

It's not that there is anything to hide about these things, the main thing is that he only discovered after he condensed the true form of martial arts that the observations of people in the real world have greatly disturbed this [knowledge], even through the protective shell, there will be Subtle influence, for this reason he directly discarded the dice used for experiments in the early stage - he didn't want to come up with any accidents related to his own strange story.

Of course, these dice were not thrown directly. As a "relatively pure" [knowledge], Feng Xue planned to use it to smelt phantoms after returning to Infinite City to see if there would be any changes.

"Crack..."

The low-quality door lock made a soft sound, and the door opened. Looking at the girl standing at the door, Feng Xue felt dizzy——

"By the way, why are you here, why are you so free in the third year of high school?"

"This is how high school seniors with guaranteed places are." Chen Xiyao narrowed her eyes and smiled, then solemnly picked up the schoolbag at her feet and said:

"No kidding, this is the second edition of the martial arts textbook, please check and see if there is any problem."

"The first edition has only been used for one semester and is it going to be replaced?" Feng Xue took over the schoolbag weighing at least 20 catties, and let the passage open to signal Chen Xiyao to come in.

"No way, the first edition is to consider that the senior grades also have no foundation, so there are a lot of repetitive content, just like when Pinyin was first invented, elementary and high schools were learning Pinyin. After a year of popularization, the basics that must be mastered We all know, so it's time to divide the age groups."

Feng Xue was not used to Chen Xiyao's serious way of speaking, he raised his hand and gave the girl a headache, and then said:

"Speak well, don't be bureaucratic!"

"I'm not being bureaucratic! This is just a normal serious talk, okay?" Chen Xiyao rubbed her head in dissatisfaction, and sat on the edge of Feng Xue's bed casually, watching Feng Xue take out the textbook to read, and said :

"In addition to deleting the basic parts such as visualization from the middle and high school textbooks, the order of teaching has also been revised. For example, in the part of lightness kung fu, only body skills are left. After all, I died because I learned a lightness kung fu last year. There are too many bear kids."

"It's nothing." Feng Xue thought of the news that the parents sued the new teaching materials for compensation after the accident because the bear kid used light skills to drive the highway, and felt a toothache for a while.

"Actually, at first, the higher-ups considered only keeping soft and hard skills. After all, children have too much power, so it is easy for children to appear. But now martial arts is so widely spread that many parents teach it directly. If the school doesn't teach it, it's okay. Useless."

Although Chen Xiyao really wanted to enter the private topic time, but as a "communication ambassador", she still had to finish the work first.

"It doesn't matter if you tell me about it. The popularization of martial arts will lead to many changes. For example, everyone on the street will be covered with golden bells, and the speed limit of vehicles in the city will definitely increase, and the specifications of various elevators and stairs will also change. Following the promotion, if children don't cultivate from a young age, they will not be able to keep up with this change, but if they don't change, it will lead to a deformed social form. In the future, we can't divide administrative regions according to the strength of martial arts, right?"

Listening to Feng Xue's words, a picture suddenly appeared in Chen Xiyao's mind, because people's kung fu is gradually improving, and various facilities that were originally weakened because of taking care of human physical fitness will gradually improve, such as when an area is full of light kung fu masters , the bus doesn't even need to stop, as long as the door is opened, those masters will get on the bus directly.

Then the problem comes, if according to the idea of ​​the above, reducing the martial arts learned by children to prevent them from committing suicide, it will cause them to become the weakest group in the environment. Survival pressure will suddenly increase.

You can't go to a special city to have a baby in the future, can you?

"Can't we develop a sideways exercise that even children can practice? The kind that only focuses on defense!" Chen Xiyao said with a big brain, but Feng Xue looked at her like a fool:

"Kids can practice the golden bell cover, but the problem is that children can't bear the pain, understand? Horizontal training is to use internal strength to cooperate with beatings to strengthen the body's ability to resist beatings. Is it possible for children to be beaten every day to practice?" "

"That's right!" Chen Xiyao showed a silly smile, but Feng Xue had a flash of inspiration——

"Hey, don't say it, it seems to be okay, just wait for me!"

After Feng Xue finished speaking, she directly put Chen Xiyao aside, ran to the computer and started typing.

An hour later, Chen Xiyao looked at the headline on the first page of the stack of printing paper in her hand, and said with a dazed expression:

"What the hell is this?"

"Isn't it written on it? Jin Zi's son Tiehe Che Liujia practiced the fetal protection skill."

It doesn’t really matter whether there will be a Mohist giant’s strange talk, because let’s not say that the Mohist family has been dead for thousands of years, it’s impossible to have a strange talk, even if it does, you can’t take away the martial ancestor, because the martial arts in this world are defined by the protagonist .

To put it simply, as long as the traces of the protagonist exist in this world, the Martial Ancestor is the default. Unless someone has a martial arts foundation other than peerless martial arts and successfully spreads it, no one can get the words of the Martial Ancestor except him. strip.

This is like One Punch Man, no matter how much other heroes are praised in the story, from the perspective of God, the strongest in the world can only be Saitama.

The protagonist can't get this weird talk now, just because of lack of foundation.

And what he is doing now is to let people first have the directional impression of "there is a source of martial arts". When everyone defaults to the existence of a source of martial arts, the entry of strange talk will naturally appear.

As for why not make a relic...

You have to consider the issue of cost, there is basically no cost to print a name on a textbook, and a few more paragraphs, but if you want to create a relic that is enough to be fake, it will be a big trouble.

First of all, this thing is different from building a building, and it will take several years to get it out.

Secondly, the site selection of such a large project is a problem. Where do you want to excavate? How to keep it secret?

How do you make it public after digging? Is it like Sanxingdui, or is it strictly confidential? It's meaningless if you dig it out in strict secrecy, but if it's made public, a knowledgeable person can take a look, good guy, last week, isn't that a joke? Direct credibility is gone, okay?

So in general, engaging in ruins is a thankless approach.