Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

After the initial surprise, Qu Jianlei calmed down and began to think calmly.

In fact, he has never been very interested in things like "systems".

In terms of rationality, it is more reasonable than the system to carry a grandpa with a remnant soul with him.

If there is a system, especially one that can issue missions, what kind of terrifying existence must be behind it?

Qu Jianlei believed that one should not give up one's IQ casually, so he began to calculate carefully.

Then he recited the "Unnamed Qi Refining Art" silently for a while, savored it many times, and finally sorted out the clues.

This qi refining formula really deserves to be "nameless". It's just over 4,000 words, and many details of the practice are unclear.

It's not that the description is not clear, it's purely the kind of "missing details".

And where the details are missing, it's not that there is no way to practice, but...there are more possibilities.

Qu Jianlei slapped his thigh: I finally understand, this "Unnamed Qi Refining Art" is basically deduced by me!

There is a high probability that Xiaohu traveled here with him. After all, artificial intelligence... can also be regarded as an electromagnetic code.

Previously, because this physical body was too weak, Xiaohu couldn't be awakened at all.

This time with an unexpected opportunity, he took a large amount of nutrients, and the small lake was activated.

Xiaohu and him could have communicated through brainwaves, so they felt his needs just now.

So the artificial intelligence started to work, cramming temporarily, and hastily deduced a cultivation method...

Fantastic? Of course it's very fantasy, but Qu Jianlei thinks that this rationality is better than system possession.

What can be used as proof is that many Taoist books that he doesn't remember well enough can now be recalled word by word.

Well, originally it was just a strong calculation ability, but now it has a super memory ability.

However, patients with hypermemory are even more miserable than patients with supercomputers. They can't forget everything they see, so they are very helpless...

Well, these are not important matters, what is important is that this explains why there are ambiguities in "Wuming Qi Refining Art".

How strong can a kung fu practiced for an hour be?

And what supports Xiaohu's computing power is not Shenzhou's huge supercomputing combination, but a malnourished human brain.

The power is no longer a steady stream of huge electricity, but... just a few tubes of nutrients.

Although it is said that "the human body itself is an inexhaustible treasure", this result is enough for now.

Qu Jianlei collected himself and rewarded himself with a big sip of water.

He pondered for another two minutes before making a decision: Reckless!

Incomplete Qi refining formula? This doesn't matter, as long as it can prove that there is a sense of Qi in the lower dantian, that's enough!

It took him ten minutes and eighteen experiments.

The last test was after a five-minute interval, in order to prevent habitual illusions.

After another half an hour, he tried again, and it was all right: that's all!

It really doesn't matter if the Qi Refining Art is not complete, as long as the clues are cleared up, it's fine to deduce it bit by bit.

Although Qu Jianlei has a super high IQ and a strong thinking jump, he does not have the impetuousness of high IQ.

It is normal to work on a project for three to five months, and he enjoys the process of exploring difficult problems very much.

Most importantly, from now on, he has a direction to work towards.

The most terrifying thing in life is confusion and despair. Once there is hope, the spirit will be different.

Then he stood for another ten minutes. After being exhausted, he lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

This sleep should not be very long, but the quality of sleep was excellent, Qu Jianlei woke up feeling full of energy.

Then he took half a tube of nutritional supplements and returned to his residence with yesterday's seizure.

The residence is about 40 kilometers away from the shelter, which is also the radius of Qu Jianlei's daily activities.

The farthest distance he can move, which is more than 60 kilometers, will never exceed 70 kilometers, otherwise it will be too dangerous.

His place is a semi-underground building, almost nine square meters in size, which is the result of his expansion.

When Qu Jianlei first traveled here, this small building was not much bigger than the shelter.

Around his residence, there are more than a hundred similar buildings, which can be regarded as a settlement in the wilderness of the wasteland.

However, this settlement was formed spontaneously, without any managers, no one can control anyone.

The owners of some buildings will suddenly disappear and never appear again, and then new people will occupy the building.

If attacked by mutant beasts, the residents in the building can choose to escape or resist without any responsibility or obligation.

But it's different when it comes to formal settlements. Responsibilities and obligations are clearly stipulated, and there is a corresponding reward and punishment system.

So in such a wild settlement, petty theft is indispensable.

Oddly enough, incidents of particularly serious violence are rare.

After all, it is a group of survivors huddling together to keep warm. If the security conditions are too poor, who will come?

When encountering mutant beasts, everyone can still choose to run away, but when encountering fallen ones, running is useless and they can only fight to the death.

Qu Jianlei hadn't been home for a week, so he went back to take a look, he was fine, no one occupied his nest.

But the spare tricycle in the room was missing, along with a few metal rods, and most of the charcoal.

Charcoal is a very important resource in the wasteland. It can not only keep warm, but also resist poisonous gas and filter sewage.

Qu Jianlei didn't store much charcoal, only about ten catties.

It's not that he doesn't want to save more, but that the more he saves, the faster he loses it, and as a standard poor man, he won't take such a risk.

Usually, if he loses this bit of charcoal, he will probably scold him without pain - anyway, he can't get it back, and he will be unhappy if he doesn't scold.

But this time the spare tricycle was also lost, which is a bit too much.

So he walked to another semi-underground building, and said in a deep voice, "Fat sister, I have something to ask you."

A fat woman walked out of the ground. She was about 1.6 meters tall and weighed about 160 catties.

She recognized Qu Jianlei's voice, and she was originally impatient.

But when he saw the Gauss automatic gun behind the opponent, and then glanced at the laser pistol at his waist, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"It's Xiaoqu, do you have something to do with Fat Sister?"

Qu Jianlei asked blankly, "Let me inquire, who took my spare tricycle...and the charcoal?"

"How would I know that!" Fat Sister's face was pulled down immediately, and the speed of changing face was really as fast as it wanted.

"I run a grocery store to sell odds and ends, and I'm not your guard. Ask me about this... Are you stupid again?"

In this wild settlement, there is also a grocery store, and Fat Sister herself also sells butcher part-time.

Qu Jianlei's face darkened, "You bought my tricycle twice from outsiders."

Although Fat Sister does a small business, her business range is very large, and it is not uncommon to buy stolen goods.

Anyway, she definitely didn't steal it, and she could even tell who sold it to herself.

To her, doing business like this is already considered elegant—I'll steal from you myself, and you can't do anything to me.

But when the fat sister heard this, she stopped doing it immediately, "You got two guns, do you think you are great?"

She dares to do this business, and it's not without support behind it-you are powerful if you have a gun?

In fact, this is exactly the predicament that Qu Jianlei encountered before.

Although Qu Jianlei is weak, but if he really wants to get a gun or an oscillating knife, the difficulty...is not particularly difficult.

He is good at setting traps, and fighting and killing are too common in the wasteland.

For example, as long as there is a conflict between two groups of people, he just needs to watch quietly, and he may be able to catch the leak.

Qu Jianlei would not do that, because he knew very well in his heart that even if he could get a gun, he would still be a polished commander.

If more than a dozen guns surround him, he can only kneel, and resistance is meaningless.

Unless he can rely on his own ability to pull together a team and form a force.

However, this is unrealistic, and his own social skills are extremely poor.

Qu Jianlei only made one friend with his heart, and had thought of this before, but that guy died two days ago.

So even if he can get a few guns, in the end, he will only humiliate himself, and even risk his life.

With a sharp blade in your chest, you will kill yourself, so it's better not to use that brain.

Fat sister is also very aware of this, so she is not afraid at all when facing Qu Jianlei who is fully armed.

Qu Jianlei silently took off the Gauss automatic gun he was carrying, and opened the safety, "Say it again?"

"Are you crazy?" Fat Sister's expression changed. To be honest, she was really worried that this fool would mess up.

"My brother is a hunter... from the Red Bull team! My brother is in the speed gang!"

This is what she relies on to do business, her younger brother is her own younger brother, and her older brother is her daughter.

It's hard to say how strong the relationship is, but it really does matter.

"I knew it a long time ago," Qu Jianlei smiled and pulled the trigger.

The Gauss automatic gun hit the ground, dust splashed, and a hole the size of a wine glass appeared.

"But since I have two guns, I have to fight."

What a fart you are! The fat sister cursed inwardly: What a complete fool.

But she has nothing to do with such a single-minded master, she can't wait for the other party to go crazy, can she?

So she replied very simply, "I heard that Morrison recently used a tricycle to pull goods in the mine. I don't know if it is yours."

Morrison? Qu Jianlei really knew this person, his expression became a lot weird in an instant.

"Can he endure this kind of suffering?"

"Maybe he just wants to sell the tricycle," the fat lady replied resentfully.

She knew Morrison better. That guy might be able to sneak around, but he definitely couldn't bear it.

Qu Jianlei looked at her for a while, then suddenly asked, "My charcoal...you took it again?"

Fat sister's grocery store sells charcoal, which is not produced locally... There are no trees around!

Qu Jianlei's charcoal was stolen dozens of times, and most of the time it was directly returned to Fat Sister.

After all, charcoal looks similar, so there is no way to mark it.

Even if it was marked by a secret poke, and it broke into several pieces with a kick, how can we check?