This was way too perfunctory!
It wasn't like Zhang Guangmu had even picked up a pen!
Could it be...
That sort of action was the normal way to use the "Martial Way Diary"?
Jiang Jiuxiao, quite tempted, began imitating him and trying it out.
Unfortunately, replacing brush and ink with his fingers earned him no reward at all. Only after he later used a "charcoal pencil" taken from the campfire to laboriously write several hundred words in his diary did he finally feel his inner power increase.
In reality...
Jiang Jiuxiao's guess hadn't come out of nowhere.
Zhang Guangmu had indeed summoned the "Book of Acting" to add points.
It was just that Zhang Guangmu's improvement and growth were somewhat different from what Jiang Jiuxiao had imagined. They could not only be applied in this world, but also carried over to other worlds.
In fact, no one else could see the "Book of Acting"'s true existence at all.
Just now, Zhang Guangmu had written a new skill, horsemanship, into the personal ability list of the "Book of Acting."
However, Book seemed to think that horsemanship was too narrow a definition of ability and not worth investing a usable ability point in, so...
In Zhang Guangmu's field of vision, horsemanship had become Driving.
This time, Zhang Guangmu didn't feel much knowledge surging into his mind. Instead...
A strange sensation seemed to surge through every limb and bone in his body.
Zhang Guangmu vaguely sensed that his connection with the outside world had grown closer. Whether it was flowers and trees, animals, or metal, everything had become more "familiar."
He swung himself onto the horse. The military steed that had been unruly before, responding only to the force of his hips and showing zero willingness to cooperate—practically eager to throw him to