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At this moment, he was in a clean, tidy training room.

On the white wall behind him, a huge black character for "Martial" stood out conspicuously.

In front of him lay a stack of stone bricks. At a rough glance, there were no fewer than five of them.

Without any unnecessary words, the old man struck a stance, let out a low shout, and raised his hand before chopping down fiercely.

Crack!

Several cement bricks split apart at the blow.

Yet his palm was completely unharmed—not even the skin had broken.

Seeing this, Hu Qi raised his brows and casually opened the comments section.

Sure enough, it was filled with voices of doubt.

"Isn't this laying it on too thick? Three bricks would be one thing, but there are five of them—and they're cement bricks! Who are you kidding? They must be made of foam."

"Nonsense. I can prove that the old man chopped real bricks. I personally hammered those bricks before."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm that hammer!"

The comments section was brimming with cheerfulness. Of course, there were occasionally remarks praising the old man as a master.

It was just unclear whether they were sincere or mostly sarcastic.

At that moment, the old man began explaining with a smile.

"What I used just now was the White Ape Fist. This fist technique can train the strength of both hands and arms..."

As he spoke, he began demonstrating it.

Seeing this, Hu Qi was just about to swipe away when his expression suddenly changed.

The Scarlet Modification Panel automatically appeared on his retina.

In the skills column, above Culinary Arts, a line of scarlet text named "White Ape Fist" flickered unsteadily, as though the signal were unstable.

After thinking for a moment, Hu Qi immediately understood the reason.

The White Ape Fist mentioned by this old man could apparently be recorded by the panel.

He immediately began watching carefully.

Unfortunately, the old man only said a couple of things about the White Ape Fist before changing the subject and stopping his movements.

"If everyone is interested in White Ape Fist, you can sign up for classes at our martial arts school.

I advise everyone not to imitate or practice it on your own. It could easily cause hidden injuries to your body.

There are discounts during summer vacation right now. Anyone who enters through the link on my profile gets twenty percent off..."

At the same time, the red glow on the Scarlet Modifier vanished.

Based on Hu Qi's guess, he had not learned the complete White Ape Fist, so the panel had no way to display it.

Afterward, he tapped into the old man's profile and checked his previous videos, but unfortunately, he still found nothing.

Then, he searched for several keywords.

More than ten minutes later, Hu Qi put down his phone. A strange look appeared on his face, as if he had figured something out, and he murmured to himself.

"As long as it's a combat technique—no, more precisely, any skill that helps the body grow stronger—can be detected by the Scarlet Panel and appear on it?"

Just now, he had searched for videos on several fighting techniques. Whenever a video explained them, the Scarlet Panel reacted.

Conversely, videos teaching Culinary Arts, singing, car repair, and the like showed no such obvious response.

Could this be the correct way to use the modification panel?

Such a guess arose in Hu Qi's heart.

However, even after finding several complete fighting methods to study, he still failed to form any skills on the panel.

Something seemed to be missing, or perhaps the explanations were incomplete.

It seemed that after he left the hospital, he would need to study them systematically.

After all, if he could master these skills—

Layered together, his strength would reach a terrifying level.

And there was no guarantee that this world would not possess some Supernatural Power.

Though saying so sounded somewhat unbelievable.

But something even more bizarre—transmigration—had already happened. What was so surprising about a little more Supernatural Power?

At that thought, Hu Qi felt even less sleepy.

He immediately began continuously searching keywords on his phone, trying to find a complete skill that could appear on the panel.

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, it was time for rounds in the hospital ward.

The middle-aged doctor in a white coat and glasses looked at Hu Qi with surprise.

"According to what you've said, the inflammation and swelling around your leg fractures should be subsiding, while the tissues are repairing themselves. That's one sign of a relatively good recovery."

"Maybe I'm young, with a better physical constitution, so I recovered quickly."

Hu Qi smiled and gave the excuse he had prepared.

The changes in his body certainly could not be concealed from the doctor.

"That is also possible."

Hearing that, the middle-aged doctor could only nod.

According to his previous assessment,

the other party should have continued hurting for quite some time.

Such cases were rare, but there was no shortage of phenomena medicine could not explain.

For example, there had been patients diagnosed with terminal cancer and given very short expected survival times who, without receiving special new treatments or despite conventional treatments being ineffective,

suddenly had their tumors stop growing, even shrink and disappear, while their bodies returned to health.

There was also a girl diagnosed with severe autoimmune hepatitis, whose liver function had been seriously impaired.

Yet after adjusting her lifestyle—including maintaining a regular schedule, eating healthily, and exercising moderately—her condition unexpectedly improved.

The results of repeated follow-up examinations showed that her liver function indicators had gradually returned to normal, while her symptoms had also noticeably eased.

For certain exceedingly rare illnesses thought difficult to cure, patients could see their symptoms vanish on their own and their bodily functions return to normal without any clearly effective treatment.

Such cases were scarce, but not nonexistent.

There were almost always a few each year.

Compared to those, Hu Qi's situation was nothing at all.

Still, before leaving, the doctor reminded him.

"But to be safe, you should still rest properly. Don't move around recklessly. In a few more days, after the cast is removed, get another scan to confirm things. If there really are no issues, then you can be discharged."

"Thank you, Doctor!"

After the doctor left, Hu Qi closed his eyes. As his mouth and nose opened and closed, he took several deep breaths.

His chest seemed to rise and fall according to some special rhythm. As his chest expanded and contracted, his lower abdomen rose and fell in tandem.

A few minutes later, his expression suddenly shifted and he opened his eyes.

The next moment, a translucent illusory panel appeared on his retina.

System Host: Hu Qi

Status: Normal

Age: 21 (Lifespan remaining: 59 years)

Skills: Nourishing Origin Breathing Method (Beginner) △

Culinary Arts (Proficient) △

Modification Points: 6

The panel had changed somewhat from before.

The status column had returned to normal, and the words "minor sprain" had completely disappeared.

Meanwhile, an additional skill called "Nourishing Origin Breathing Method" had appeared in the skills column.

"Only after a skill reaches Beginner can it be modified?"

Hu Qi stared at the triangular symbol after "Beginner," understanding flashing through his eyes.

This Nourishing Origin Breathing Method was his only gain from last night.

The reason it could appear on the panel was also because it was simpler than other combat and fighting methods. One only needed to learn how to breathe.

As its name suggested, it was merely a special breathing method.

It was also known as the Fifty Cycles Breathing Method, created according to ancient methods.

Because the body's qi and blood circulated fifty times in a day and night, it was called Fifty Cycles.

It consisted entirely of the six-character incantation: "he, si, Xu, hu, chui, xi." It could nourish vital essence, balance yin and yang, regulate qi and blood, and prolong life.

Thus, it was more commonly known as the Nourishing Origin Breathing Method.

When breathing, one needed to maintain one breath every 6.4 seconds, while also following the method of "inhale a broad expanse, exhale a single thread."

After practicing for half the night, Hu Qi had finally learned it and reached Beginner.

However, he had not felt anything particularly special.

Why not modify it and see?

At that thought,

the curiosity in Hu Qi's heart grew even stronger.

Then he focused his mind on the triangular runic symbol behind the Nourishing Origin Breathing Method, willing it to modify the skill and raise the breathing method's progress to Perfection.

The next moment, a cool current surged from the Baihui Acupoint atop his head.