Beijing.
Life Evolution Research Institute.
Ever since Chen's Cultivation Method had appeared, it had struck like a magnitude-nine earthquake, its influence reaching far and wide.
With the authorities giving it their utmost attention, cinemas in Beijing showed footage of Chen's Cultivation Method for free every day. The institute's existing projects had also been suspended one after another, as everyone threw themselves into verifying and deciphering this new cultivation method.
In fact, it wasn't just the Life Evolution Research Institute. Every research institution studying martial arts had joined the effort.
Unfortunately, after the cataclysm, computers could no longer be used.
Without computers, scientific research was like a tiger without its claws and fangs.
This was especially true of martial arts research.
After more than a decade of unremitting development, hundreds of thousands of researchers around the world had painstakingly built a relatively complete model of the human body.
All they had to do was enter a set of exercises into a server, and they could get preliminary verification.
Now, however, they could only make slow progress by putting large numbers of volunteers through experiments step by step and recording the data. Their efficiency had fallen by tens of millions of times, at the very least.
The institute's demonstration hall was incredibly noisy.
More than thirty people stood in a row.
There were men and women, young and old, martial artists and ordinary people.
Ever since the newspapers had reported that the city government would give a generous reward to the first person to successfully master Chen's Cultivation Method,
large numbers of people claiming to have mastered it had been showing up every day. But either they had twisted the method beyond recognition or they were trying to bluff their way through.
"Let's begin!" said a middle-aged, balding researcher.
At his words,