Chapter 10, The Black and White Ancient Coffin
Fu Qingjun descended the stairs with her face covered.
The giant looked at the young man in front of him, who was staring blankly, with some impatience
"Young man, what do you want?" The giant lifted his eyelids.
Preparing tombstones for their civilization in advance can be considered as an act of utmost benevolence, not in vain for having known each other.
"Isn't that so? The man is both handsome and skilled in martial arts." The tall man paid no attention to Fu Qingjun examining the medicinal herbs, casually lighting up his long pipe as if nothing were amiss
Miao Chuntang
Descending the stairs while organizing my thoughts, contemplating the path ahead.
He wrote a line of text on the experimental record.
He remembered that he had a pile of dead ants
I wonder how the master and my parents are doing. Fu Qingjun took a deep breath; after all, it has only been two days since then, so it should not be very urgent
He walked directly inside, and what caught his eye was a huge rectangular black medicine cabinet, each compartment filled with the names of herbs. On the shelves beside it were various bottles and jars, and at the entrance cash register hung a black wall clock
Secondly, it is the tunnel back to Earth. Currently, my mental strength can only temporarily open a passage of a few millimeters, which an ant can indeed pass through
Fu Qingjun glanced at him and said, "Martial arts masters in the world can smoke while practicing martial arts; isn't that bad for their health?"
Forget it, considering the time, Li Mo is still at work, so there is no fear of encountering her
According to Fu Qingjun's speculation, they should still be alive after returning, and not dissipate so quickly. "Could it be that practicing martial arts consumes too much energy, thereby accelerating the dissipation of their souls?"
The external tonic medicinal liquid for standing meditation. Fu Qingjun thought for a moment, scanned the surroundings, and looked towards the distant medicinal wines. "By the way, could you bring me a bottle of ant wine? Can I take a look at it?"
What a crazy and interesting thing that would be
He is quite confident about his physique
Great deity Amilo, and the unknown white deity, may Kasha see you again
Fu Qingjun tidied up the books and then ran to the kitchen to cook.
Training ants in martial arts to strengthen their bodies seems to be effective
He spoke in a muffled voice, while simultaneously taking a bottle of ant wine from a nearby pile of medicinal liquor.
What do you want
It should be noted that I have already begun studying medicine, and I have basically memorized the common Chinese medicinal herbs, but I only recognize a portion of them here
By the time he returned from his meal, half an hour had already passed. It was discovered that most of the ants on the table had lost their consciousness and souls, transforming into ordinary ants aimlessly wandering about.
Fu Qingjun did not think much, carefully wrapped her hair around her waist, directly found a large hooded cloak to wear, covering the back of her neck, and went out, walking down the corridor
"You little brat don't understand anything." The man revealed a set of yellow teeth, grumbling and muttering, "As practitioners of martial arts, we must emphasize both internal cultivation and external training! We train outside and then apply medicinal ointments to restore our muscles and bones, while internally we inhale the fragrant herbs, which allows us to cultivate our internal organs. There is a saying that goes well, 'A puff of smoke, and one can soar like an immortal on land'
It is certainly not easy to ask Li Mo to help buy the basic introductory potion, after all, one does not need it for oneself, so one has to go out by oneself.
He glanced at the potion left behind, which had been consumed in large quantities, and some ants had even drowned directly in the jar of medicine
However, what is practiced is merely the "Lion Posture"; after all, they cannot truly stand on two legs.
Fu Qingjun scanned the surroundings for medicinal herbs and discovered that there were some names of traditional Chinese medicinal materials in this world that he was unfamiliar with, and he even did not recognize some medicines and plants.
A seed, resembling a coffin, penetrates deep into the entire flowerpot, where a deformed and mutated red ant lies quietly, adorned with mysterious rings of iron-like stripes on its body
After all, the only help I can provide is limited to this; whether they can survive depends on themselves
This must be the grace of God, I must survive...
First, since I have crossed over to a parallel world, I must ascertain the extent of the mutation of my body and continue to establish the experimental site. Those ants can continue... My abilities seem to pertain to the realm of the soul
... ...
Fu Qingjun feels that he must strengthen the ants, transforming them into an army to explore the ruined Earth and save the people in the apocalyptic wasteland
Miracles are the result of generations of effort, and do not happen overnight
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This ant wine is excellent, invigorating the meridians, dispelling wind and alleviating pain, strengthening tendons and bones, and enhancing vitality and energy
Fu Qingjun looked in astonishment at the entire desk, feeling it was utterly incredible how it had turned so tragic in the blink of an eye
And those ants that appear to be alive are ultimately destined to die
The strong man spoke with great vigor, laughing heartily: "Practicing martial arts can also involve drinking, which is beneficial for the body; martial arts are all about supplementation! Look at Fu Qingjun, who has been thriving in recent years, known among the brothers in the community as 'the most ruthless little heavenly general of the North City.' He is ruthless in his dealings, truly deserving of the title of the number one villain, leading a group of over a hundred brothers to the train station to unload goods. All walks of life must show him some respect!"
Fu Qingjun carefully observed the names of the herbs around her, then opened the drawer to examine the shapes of the medicinal materials inside, casually agreeing: "I have seen that person; their martial arts may not be top-notch, but their appearance is quite decent."
What would the ancients, who were astonished a century ago, think of the integration of traditional Chinese medicine with modern Western medicine
Moreover, having been here for a few days, it is also time to go out and take a look.
Constantly refining, trembling the body, forging the muscles, their exoskeletons will continuously harden, the body becomes deformed, just like nurturing a poison!
However, it seems that this first batch of the oldest ones will not last much longer
So soon
Western medicine largely relies on modern equipment. Initially, I intended to come to the pharmacy here to seek traditional Chinese medicine as a complementary approach, but the results were completely contrary to common sense
Since the species are different, will there be reproductive isolation between me and the girls here? Fu Qingjun shrank her neck; the definition of parallel worlds is quite profound. It is possible that this world has had divergences since the evolutionary period of apes millions of years ago, which could explain why some plants and animals do not recognize each other
He intends to take a look at the potions for building a solid foundation for his body, as continuously using the potion for Iron Wire Fist is not a viable solution; the medicine is not suitable, and it may not be effective at all
At this moment
In the future, it may not necessarily be the ants; once one becomes stronger, one can use their intellect to create even more powerful beings, perhaps even humans
Within the sun lies a mysterious ancient coffin adorned with black and white stripes, containing provisions, which is truly a blessing from the heavens! This must be where I am to rest, prolonging my life for a while longer
Fu Qingjun studied for a while and couldn't help but shake his head, saying: "But it seems impossible to succeed instantly; they must accumulate slowly... It is estimated that this era is coming to an end! We have to wait for the new ants of the third era to inherit their bodies, training generation after generation to strengthen their bodies, and then there may be hope!"
Sigh
Splash!
At this moment, only a small number of ants still retain a portion of their consciousness, striving to maintain their stance
Even the queen ant has lost her own consciousness
Fu Qingjun's hair gently danced, each strand piercing into the bodies of the unconscious ants, refilling them completely, "Directly refilling them completely, waiting for the third generation to awaken... Now there is still a little time, just enough to step out for a while"
Fu Qingjun went to check on the sunflowers again and found that the sunflowers had indeed not awakened their wisdom. However, it seemed that due to the difficulty of input, the dispersal was also slow, and there were still many souls within the plants
The soft rustling... here, warm energy envelops me, preventing me from losing my soul
Fu Qingjun suddenly realized
The world is truly marvelous; just by looking at the face... it is the fierce underworld boss Fu Qingjun! Covering the head and only looking at the figure, it is just a frail and powerless ordinary youth
Quite clever, knowing how to choose one that suits them; they must have studied it seriously. Upon closer inspection, Fu Qingjun discovered that those ants that managed to survive were almost all old ants that had undergone two purifications of the soul, remnants from the previous era
You are getting older, and it is no longer easy for you to practice; your future is limited. Are you perhaps hiding this from your family? However, if you wish to practice, it is up to you. The burly man cast a glance at Fu Qingjun, his steps light, as if he knew everything.
Fu Qingjun set down the items and did not pay any further attention to them
He waited quietly, witnessing with his own eyes the last ant standing still, continuously applying the medicinal liquid, losing consciousness, and beginning to crawl erratically, after which he no longer paid any attention.
I am now so hungry that I feel dizzy, and I am truly eager to eat.
Beside him stood a tall and robust bronze-skinned giant, drenched in sweat, using one hand to hold a mortar and pestle, pounding the medicine in the mortar with rhythmic strikes
In a parallel world, are even the plants slightly different? Fu Qingjun's face began to darken, which meant that his skills as a programmer were useless, and even his rudimentary medical knowledge was rendered ineffective
Create a civilization, the Demon Kingdom, a sandbox, a world
Covering the face, only the figure is visible, who can recognize oneself
He shook his head while handing over a bottle of medicinal liquor, mumbling, "The times have changed, practicing martial arts is too hard... It would be so much better to be a cultured person. The losses in World War II were so significant, I heard there is a group of scientists over there..."
No miracles occurred, but it is also a matter of course
On the entire table, there is a fresh sunflower in the flowerpot
Fu Qingjun turned the bottle in her hand, observing the ants floating inside, along with some herbs mixed in. After examining it for a moment, she asked, "What is the use of this ant wine?"
Thirdly, upon arriving in this world, how to thoroughly address the issue of identity... If this can be resolved, it may be possible to acquire resources here, and then gather them to save people, and even cultivate the materials for the demon kingdom
He wandered around, as if he had returned to the noisy scenes depicted in television dramas set in the Republic of China era. After navigating through several old streets, he found an antiquated pharmacy.