Chapter 55 of 100
Chapter 55
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The speed of enhancing combat power has accelerated, and it's a comprehensive acceleration. Is this a good thing?
Of course it is.
However, this requires money, and the cost is doubled. An extra spirit horn every day means an extra hundred yuan. Damn, I'm poor.
The higher the cultivation, the harder it is to enhance combat power. This is a well-known common sense.
This does not mean that after becoming a martial cultivator, every increase in combat power is more difficult than before. On the contrary, martial cultivators find it easier to enhance their combat power, with more methods available. However, each step forward requires a multiple increase in combat power, which is why this saying exists.
Activating the Spirit Pool instantly boosts combat power by a thousand points, and the process of forming a spirit weapon begins. Each formation of a spirit weapon increases combat power.
Most importantly, the Spirit Pool has the function of automatically absorbing spirit energy. This means Du Qian doesn't need to practice every night, using spirit energy to absorb and convert it into combat power.
With the Spirit Pool, spirit energy is absorbed at all times, not only faster than the method of guiding spirit energy into the body, but also with a longer duration. Even when you are sleeping, eating, or walking, it continues to work.
Typically, with the Spirit Pool, the daily increase in combat power is at least five times that of the past. Combined with the formation of spirit weapons, the speed of enhancing combat power can reach eight to ten times.
It is said that those with supreme talent can increase their combat power by dozens or even hundreds of times after crossing the threshold of becoming a martial cultivator.
Du Qian estimated that Yao Jing was one of those geniuses. Feeling the spirit energy entering his body, he could only laugh bitterly. The amount of spirit energy absorbed automatically was even slightly less than when he used the method of guiding spirit energy into his body.
At this rate of automatic absorption, even if he absorbed spirit energy all day, it would take more than twice as long as before, and the maximum increase would be three times the speed. Among martial cultivators, he would be at the bottom.
"Damn, it's too unfair. Should those with poor talent just die?"
Having poor talent doesn't mean you should die; it means you will be mediocre for life.
The next experiment made Du Qian very happy. The work of separating energy threads progressed even faster. This time, it only took five minutes to separate a standard energy thread. Du Qian could feel that his control over the newly added combat power was not good enough. With more practice, he could improve, perhaps to four minutes or even three minutes.
Spending an hour continuously separating energy threads was very satisfying. It only took three minutes, or even less than three minutes, to complete one energy thread.
The increase in speed means more money. At the current speed, he could complete a spirit component in one and a half days at most. This is still under the condition of not affecting his normal cultivation. If he did nothing else all day and only worked on this, he could produce one spirit component per day.
However, compared to Du Qian's daily expenses, the speed of earning money is still far behind, with a tenfold difference that is not easy to make up. Du Qian knew that in the short term, it was almost impossible to increase the speed of separating energy threads to a satisfactory level.
It seems he still needs to find a more suitable way to earn money, but this is not easy. Making spirit components is already the easiest and fastest method he can find.
While he was thinking, the door was pushed open from the outside. Du Qian keenly heard a slight sound of footsteps, which was a significant improvement.
Du Qian didn't realize that becoming a martial cultivator brings a comprehensive enhancement to the body, including eyesight, hearing, touch, smell, strength...
It even develops what is known as a sixth sense. Without this comprehensive enhancement, how could martial cultivators use spirit weapons to block bullets?
In Du Qian's office, there was only one guest, and that was his junior, Yao Jing. Apart from her occasional visits, Du Qian was a transparent person in the Flying Tiger Team. Even if someone passed by his office, they wouldn't give him a second glance.
After the initial curiosity, no one cared about Du Qian, a relation-based recruit. Even if they met in the cafeteria, no one would nod to him.
"Xiao Jing has come." Du Qian tidied up his messy thoughts and turned to look at Yao Jing.
"Um, I want to show you something." Yao Jing walked to the desk, placed the box she was holding on it, and opened the lid, revealing dozens of combat spirit storage boxes.
"What is this?" Du Qian asked in surprise. Using combat spirit storage boxes naturally couldn't be for ordinary things. Could it be spirit horns?
Yao Jing quickly opened one of the storage boxes, and a faint red light radiated out. Seeing the contents, Du Qian was first stunned, then his heart was filled with excitement.
Crunch, crunch, crunch...
A sound of grinding teeth, Du Qian's body trembled with excitement.
I planted a seed, and it has finally borne fruit...
One by one, the storage boxes were opened, radiating either faint or strong red light. All the storage boxes contained the same thing—spirit components.
"Brother Qian, take a look. These are what we made during training. There are significant differences. What is the reason for this?" Yao Jing asked. She was representing everyone. In recent days, almost all the members of the Flying Tiger Team had been trying to make these things during training, even though most of them didn't know what they were.
The process of making them was not difficult, and the training effect was not particularly good. However, the final step of compressing the ring and forming the shape seemed to have a magical effect, making it hard to stop.
Whether successful or not, it seemed that something could be learned from the process, though no one could clearly explain what. The benefits were obvious, however.
Not only did control improve, but the speed of enhancing combat power also increased slightly.
Although there were many experts in the Flying Tiger Team, very few could actually complete a spirit component. These dozens of spirit components were almost all made by fewer than ten people, with a pitifully low success rate. It took dozens of attempts to occasionally succeed once.
"Um, let me take a look."
What the hell, Du Qian himself didn't know what these things were. They were somehow successful under the guidance of the spirit talisman.
However, these spirit components really did have differences. The more he looked, the more he felt the differences, even though they were all the same and qualified.
Du Qian understood that as long as they could be manifested, they were qualified products. However, the differences were significant. Without any professional knowledge, anyone could see the differences between two spirit components if they were placed side by side.
"This... the knots are not uniform enough."
"This... the compression speed is too fast."
"This... the distribution distance is too large."
Du Qian picked up each one and commented, finding faults. It seemed there was nothing he was satisfied with, even the ones with the strongest red light had some issues.
After commenting on all of them, Du Qian continued, "There's no problem leaving these with me. I'll help you check them. Don't be lazy. Diligence can make up for lack of talent. If you want to be prominent, you must suffer in private. The path of martial cultivation allows no pretense..."
At first, Yao Jing listened very attentively. Two of the finished products were hers. However, as she listened, she felt something was off.
Is there a problem? Is there no problem?
Well, anyway, the number is not large. With her memory, she could remember it after one listen and repeat it verbatim. The items would naturally be left with Senior Brother Du Qian. No one knew what these things were, and they were just by-products of the training process. Who would care? They didn't plan to take them back when they brought them.
As for the storage boxes, she directly gave them to Du Qian, considering them as tuition for his guidance. As a member of the Flying Tiger Team, a few combat spirit-level storage boxes were not worth much. Moreover, these were needed during training, and the instructor had directly obtained them from the team under the guise of training, without requiring personal payment.
Until Yao Jing's voice disappeared at the end of the corridor, Du Qian rushed back to his office, locked the door, and with a lecherous smile, his buttocks wiggling like a wheel, he silently danced wildly.
This madness lasted only a few minutes. He found some paper, wrapped the box, and carried it out of the building, carefully placing it in the car. The Over Mountain Tiger sped out of the Flying Tiger Team's gate in a flash.
In the captain's office upstairs, Fei Xue stood by the window, slightly pulling open the blinds, watching the Over Mountain Tiger drive away. A strange smile appeared on his lips, his eyes full of surprise. It really was him. Maybe this time he caught a treasure.
No rush, he's still in the team. We'll watch him slowly. However, this kid is too cunning. He needs to be disciplined. Benefits are not to be taken so easily.
Du Qian didn't know he was already under Fei Xue's watch. The Over Mountain Tiger, as if injected with a stimulant, continuously accelerated on the road, overtaking cars, and arrived at the front of the Wilderness Survival Association.
In the service area, at the Special 1 to Special 3 windows, only one person was handling business. With the experience from last time, Du Qian walked confidently to the empty Special 1 window.
"Hello, what service do you need?" The service staff in the window were younger and prettier than those in the regular windows, with a gentler voice that made people feel half their bones turn to jelly.
Du Qian felt nothing. In his eyes, there was nothing but the ten-yuan bills with wings, floating around.
No matter how beautiful the woman or how pleasant the voice, can they be used as money? Can they be absorbed as spirit horns?
When I have unmatched combat power, I can cut through the sky and earth, control the weather, and have beautiful women in droves. Then it will be a big deal.
Now, beauty is just a skeleton.
"Deliver these, please."
"This... are these spirit components? All of them?" The female staff opened a storage box and was startled by the contents.
Spirit components were not particularly surprising. They received some every month. However, seeing dozens of storage boxes in the box in front of her, this was not just surprising; it was a major event that would cause a stir.
Or, in the eyes of most people, a spirit component was worth only ten yuan, and a storage box cost twenty. The box was twice as expensive as the contents. What could be so good about it?
However, these service staff, who had worked here for a long time, naturally knew what spirit components were. Now, they were not valuable, but after being processed by spirit gatherers, their value skyrocketed.
"Um, all of them, hurry up." Du Qian sat on a high stool, his legs trembling non-stop. Money, money, come quickly, your home is here...
This time, the speed was not slow. In less than ten minutes, the delivery was completed. Thirty-four spirit components, 340 yuan, were credited to his account.