1793 Training
If Fang Heng was pretending earlier, there was no need for him to continue wasting time here to learn.
Forcefully pretending to be a beginner and learning, the data on the instrument would also give feedback.
It definitely couldn’t escape Louis’s eyes.
Fang Heng was currently immersed in his cultivation and did not know that he had inexplicably passed a dangerous test.
After a few attempts, he discovered some small tricks.
He wasn’t in a hurry. He began to release his mental power from his sea of consciousness bit by bit, allowing his mental power to slowly get used to wandering around his body.
As the path was solidified again and again, some mental power would remain in the meridians to guide it.
According to Coach Louis, this residual guidance was the embryonic form of the path.
As he accumulated and guided the remaining spiritual energy passage, a clear passage would be formed in his body.
Fang Heng quickly realized that this thing was a way to make up for one’s ineptitude with hard work.
Perhaps those players with low spirit attributes would run out of spirit after cultivating for a period of time.
But he was different.
His mental energy was very abundant!
He just needed to work at it!
Fang Heng quickly immersed himself in cultivation.
Even though he failed time and time again, he could sense that a small part of the initial path in his body was slowly forming.
Due to the high concentration of his spiritual power, his ability to sense the passage of time in the outside world had also decreased significantly.
Unknowingly, six hours had passed.
Coach Louis took a nap in the lounge and opened the door of the training ground again.
Seeing that Fang Heng was still cultivating in the center of the Star Wheel, Louis was even more surprised.
He had been training players in the training ground for more than ten years.
Based on past experience, almost none of the players who participated in the training on the first day gave up. Many of them stayed behind excitedly to train.
It was the same today.
As time passed, the dullness of cultivation became apparent. Only one-third of the players could really persist for more than half a year.
No matter how interested the players were, they would at most train for two hours.
Counting the training time, it had already been six and a half hours.
He was still practicing?
Putting everything else aside, could his spirit attribute keep up?
Louis was a little more curious as he stood beside the Star Wheel and waited.
Fang Heng closed his eyes.
In the afternoon, as he gradually became familiar with the guidance of his spiritual power, he was already able to try to control about one-tenth of his body with his spiritual power. The constantly flowing passage quickly formed a small part of the prototype of the passage.
The fixed passage was reinforced again and again, and the subsequent unsuccessful passages were gradually cleared.
With each failure, Fang Heng could feel that he had gone further than before!
In his latest attempt, he failed again.
His spiritual power started to lose control, and then, under the external force of the Star Wheel, it flowed back into his sea of consciousness.
Fang Heng opened his eyes from his cultivation state and saw Louis standing opposite him.
“Coach.”
Louis nodded and asked, “Yes, how do you feel?”
“It’s not easy. It’s very difficult to control the flow of spiritual power throughout the body, but I think it will get better and better after continuous practice.”
Hearing Fang Heng’s description, Louis was secretly surprised.
He was already able to gradually grasp the flow of spiritual energy?
Was his talent really that high?
“No, everyone’s talent is different. Your talent and comprehension are both very good, don’t waste it. “Louis nodded and said, “Continue. However, cultivation is not something that can be done overnight. It requires time to accumulate. Pay attention to rest.”
“Alright.”
Fang Heng had no intention of leaving. He continued to close his eyes and concentrate, starting the next cultivation session.
Seeing that Fang Heng had once again entered a state of cultivation, Louis could not help but turn his back and look at the surveillance camera installed in the corner.
He looked like a cultivation maniac?
Could someone like this really be a player who had unlocked Tier 3 lock?
In the monitoring room, most of the members of the federal investigation team looked relieved when they saw this.
It didn’t seem like it.
Furthermore, he was extremely talented.
16:29
Fang Heng’s actions were like a player who had just come into contact with Tier 2 ‘lock’.
Furthermore, he was extremely talented.
Compared to Fang Heng, the other player who had persisted for half an hour and left was more suspicious.
Kleinman said in a deep voice, “The probing isn’t over yet, stay alert and continue observing.”
“Understood.”
Thanks to his high spirit attribute, Fang Heng had dozens of times more cultivation time than ordinary players.
Unfortunately, the zombie clones couldn’t cultivate the sea of consciousness for him.
Otherwise, Fang Heng would definitely return to the game and let the zombie clones help him hack the game.
Correspondingly, Fang Heng could feel that the channels and meridians in his body were strengthening bit by bit during training.
This visible improvement gave him a sense of security.
It was very interesting.
If he could break through the Tier 2 lock in the real world…
Work it out!
Anyway, there was no danger in the game for the time being.
Work it out!
…..
Midnight.
After a day of work, Kleinman was looking through the reports of every suspicious person in detail.
Suddenly, he flipped through one of the documents. Kleinman slowly raised his head and looked at the person on the surveillance screen.
Fang Heng!
On closer inspection, the people who came to participate in the training today were more or less suspicious.
Only that person.
It was too strange!
Twelve hours had passed since the afternoon training!
Just like that, he stayed in the training ground to cultivate.
He didn’t even eat, drink, or go to the toilet.
He maintained the same posture and continued to cultivate the Tier 2 lock.
“Fang Heng…”
Investigating officer Kleinman muttered the name to himself.
Could such a person be the demi-human they were looking for?
Impossible!
The demi-humans did not need to cultivate the second stage of the lock at all. They could directly break through.
Louis was very experienced. He had already confirmed that Fang Heng was indeed cultivating and not pretending.
So at least Fang Heng was not the attacker that night.
Eh?
Kleinman frowned.
He noticed that Fang Heng had finally stood up on the monitor.
Finally.
If he did not move, Kleinman would suspect that Fang Heng had gone mad.
“Report.”
“Please come in.”
Kleinman looked at Qiao Wei, who had pushed open the door and entered. He said, “It’s already so late. Why aren’t you resting?”
“Captain, I couldn’t sleep and did some investigations. I suspect that the Fang Heng we’re investigating is very likely to be the same person as the Vampire Apocalypse’s World Lord Fang Heng. I consulted a professional to determine from Fang Heng’s movements.”
“The analysis report confirmed that Fang Heng deliberately changed his original mode of action. As for the handwriting identification, it doesn’t belong to the same person at all.”
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