Zhang Ming chuckled and waved his right hand. More than a hundred sharp steel needles instantly appeared in his palm, all painstakingly ground down in his spare time.
Chilling them with the Ice Spear, then searing them at high temperatures, effectively prevented bacterial infection.
Teaching the Human Breathing Technique required using these steel needles to guide the circulation of spirit.
Stone Mama rolled back and forth beside him, endlessly repeating what had just been heard.
Zhang Ming explained earnestly, "Look, human civilization is complicated."
"The Human Breathing Technique is something good that anyone can practice."
"Once it spreads, the Superpower class hierarchy will cease to exist."
"The Human Breathing Technique is an ability that can grow, far better than most people's innate talents. More importantly, it proves that people can learn Superpowers from one another. That's crucial."
Stone Mama kept rolling back and forth nearby, and Zhang Ming couldn't shake the feeling that there was something mocking about it.
Even Little White Turtle had turned into a white jade stone and was rolling merrily around beside him.
Oh no, Little White Turtle's picked up bad habits!
The two stones, one black and one white, rolled wildly across the ground like billiard balls, making all sorts of strange noises along the way.
"Awoo!"
"Awoo!"
Zhang Ming had long since grown used to this sight. His face twitched twice, and he sent both stones flying with a kick. "Quiet, damn it!"
But his shout accomplished nothing.
"Awoo!" "Awoo!" More turtles began shrieking after eating chili peppers, kicking round coconuts like soccer balls and inviting Zhang Ming to join their game.
Zhang Ming closed his eyes helplessly and refused to play with them. Instead, he inserted the sharp needles into his acupuncture points one by one and began studying the Human Breathing Technique.