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"Is the Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity in harmony' being applied to the bronze tortoise statue?"

"Everything can be sensed? Song Sijia, what kind of thought process is that?"

Zhang Xuezhou returned to the guard center. He only wanted to take Lin Ziming and others there to try their luck, while people like Song Sijia and Ning Que, who had a response to the recitation but could not obtain it, would be used to guard Hu Jiaquan.

But after Song Sijia excitedly reported the news, and Ning Que also took the initiative to recount it, Zhang Xuezhou felt that things had changed direction.

Even though they were still several miles apart, Ning Que was actually able to sense the bronze tortoise after Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity.

Sensing the location of the bronze tortoise was no small matter. As bait to lure Huang Daoxian, even after the rockets struck, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't find the bronze tortoise at the bottom of the pit.

"Amazing!"

Zhang Xuezhou rarely praises others.

His praise was directed at Song Sijia, Song Sijia felt no reverence whatsoever. She had no idea what Dong Zhongshu's Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity represented, nor was she aware of Dong Zhongshu's status as the head of the Confucian School. She casually picked up the chapter on the Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity and directly made revisions.

Zhang Xuezhou's other compliment was directed at Ning Que, who possessed an exceptionally strong learning ability, having actually mastered the altered version of the "Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity" by Song Sijia.

This situation was completely unexpected by Zhang Xuezhou.

Zhang Xuezhou was also surprised by how quickly Ning Que entered the Fourth Sequence, and that he could also pair well with Jin Shixue, who was in the Fifth Sequence.

"Amazing!"

Zhang Xuezhou could only repeat his praise in the end.

Most of the leading young people in Western Capital City are honing their skills in the Third Sequence, and they are somewhat afraid of the threshold of the Fourth Sequence, fearing that they will fall from genius to mediocrity and stop at the Third Sequence. They are diligent in their studies and practice. However, Ning Que's body and ability seem to be unimpeded, and he has quietly taken the lead of the younger generation.

If it weren't for the limitations of the genetic resources available to an individual, Zhang Xuezhou felt that Ning Que wouldn't have stopped at his current level, which made him envious, and he looked Ning Que up and down for a few seconds.

"What I mean is, could I recite it in a different direction to help the three of them?"

The "Tomb Scripture" grants the power of wishes. Ning Que didn't fully understand the meaning of this scripture, but he vaguely sensed some of its contents.

If he can touch something but not obtain it, he feels he can act as a guide, thus making it possible for others to touch and achieve it.

Simply put, Ning Que hopes to use his abilities to help others achieve their goals.

This involves altering the vow in the "Grave Sutra," and Zhang Xuezhou also needs to change the outcome of the recitation, thereby directing Ning Que's wish to assist others.

"Your idea has the potential to come true, but only for one person," Zhang Xuezhou said, frowning.

Ning Que's wish is to transfer his burdens, that is, to sacrifice himself for the sake of others.

However, according to the relevant definitions, this kind of fulfillment is limited to one person, that is, one person to one person, and it is impossible for one to many.

"Can't it be one against many?" Ning Que asked, slightly disappointed.

"No... you can try it in a bit!"

Zhang Xuezhou was about to reject Ning Que's idea based on dogma and experience, but he ultimately retracted his words and instead offered encouragement.

The alteration of the Resonance Between Heaven and Humanity in harmony" made Zhang Xuezhou question his existence. Zhang Xuezhou felt that the "Tomb Classic" could also adapt to the needs of modern society.

Zhang Xuezhou has never been one to stick to the rules. He also believes that each generation surpasses the last, and young geniuses are undoubtedly those who break the mold.

He gave Ning Que a thumbs-up gesture, indicating that Ning Que could use his strengths, and he would cooperate as Ning Que requested.

"Brother Zhang, can't we really go to that place where the bronze tortoise is kept?"

After Zhang Xuezhou finished communicating with Ning Que, Song Sijia, who wanted to run away with Zhang Xuezhou, was greatly disappointed, feeling that her request to avoid risks by following Zhang Xuezhou had been ruthlessly rejected.

"The downstairs area is flooded!"

"I'm not afraid of water!"

"The water is full of thorns. This rain has brought poisonous thorns that have spread for miles. It will be difficult to pass through until they are cleared!"

"Then I won't go!"

Song Sijia looked downcast and glanced at the distant area below.

With the help of the lights in the campsite and other areas, she could see patches of plants growing like wild grass.

Looking out from the high vantage point, Song Sijia initially mistook it for some kind of green plant, never imagining it was a patch of poisonous thorns.

"Not having it in the past isn't necessarily a bad thing!"

Zhang Xuezhou made a comment.

He had never seen a woman so fond of venturing into dangerous places. If he hadn't had no other choice, Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't have gone to the area where the bronze tortoise was kept.

"Can I join you when you're reciting?"

Zhang Xuezhou made a couple of comments about Song Sijia, and Jin Shixue's expression changed slightly several times. He couldn't help but ask Zhang Xuezhou for advice.

"You can recite it too?"

"I can't memorize it after listening to it once, but I can memorize it after listening to it a few more times," Jin Shixue honestly said. "I can also feel that bronze tortoise, but not as strongly as Ning Que. It's like seeing a dim star; it seems to appear and disappear, making it difficult to feel a real connection!"

Jin Shixue recounted his situation, which surprised Zhang Xuezhou slightly, making him realize that everyone he had met was a talented individual.

"My memory was good enough when I was young, but as I got older I couldn't remember anything too complicated," Kim Sang-hak explained. "But that morning, after being in the sun for a moment, I felt my memory return!"

After Jin Shixue added a few more words, Zhang Xuezhou felt that when the fortune of the Dongshan Imperial Mausoleum dissipated, there were many beneficiaries.

These beneficiaries either experienced the events at the Mausoleum of Emperor Luo Li or personally touched the bronze tortoise, thus receiving enhanced memory.

He looked at Jin Shixue, then at Min Ziyan and Wang Zimo behind him, whose eyes were full of envy.

"The effects of this recitation are extremely crucial. If you can help improve this matter, I may recommend you to the committee, or I may directly provide you with my research connections. As long as you are willing to pay, there is a high probability that you will be able to obtain the gene therapy you need," Zhang Xuezhou said. "As for the committee's reward, that will be calculated separately and will not be included in my personal gratitude!"

"Is this true?" Ning Que asked happily.

"Really!" Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Thank you!

Jin Shixue bowed slightly.

Compared to verbally expressing loyalty to gain a recommendation, taking concrete actions is what truly matters. This not only puts Zhang Xuezhou, the recommender, at ease, but also allows Jin Shixue, the one being recommended, to avoid having to humble himself.

Dignity comes from one's own hard work, ability comes from one's own efforts, and how far one can go depends on oneself.

If just one of them succeeds, all of them could potentially go far.

Ning Que and Jin Shixue were extremely satisfied, while Wang Zimo and the others were completely bewildered.

Song Sijia didn't take it seriously, after all, a large Lineage like the Song Household never lacked connections and networks. But when the injured Song Bu'er coughed and nudged Song Sijia with an elbow, Song Sijia quickly put on a smile and patted her chest, promising to do her best in her work.

"Dad, that elbow of yours really hurts!"

Be more careful in the future!

Zhang Xuezhou appeared suddenly at night and left just as quickly.

After seeing Zhang Xuezhou descend several floors, Song Sijia rubbed her swollen ribs, indicating that Song Bu'er had been a bit too rough with her daughter.

Song Bu'er remained expressionless. Though he disliked speaking, he reprimanded Song Sijia once and then fell silent.

He only whispered after Song Sijia had pestered him for a few more times.

"They possess unique abilities and currently monopolize the resources of ferocious beasts. Only by aligning yourself with them can you possibly enter the Seventh Sequence. You are still too far back in the social hierarchy; it will be very difficult for you to be ranked. Only by sticking close to him and Old Ren will you have any hope. I'll stick with Old Ren, and you stick close to Little Zhang!"

Song Bu'er pursed her lips and whispered to Song Sijia.

For Song Bu'er, his current ceiling is what it is.

His physical strength was limited, which meant he could only handle guns of that weight and could only produce that many bullets.

However, once his rank improves and his physical strength increases, the 50-pound sniper rifle will no longer be the most suitable weapon for him.

As firearms become heavier, their firing power increases, and they can hold more bullets.

If one day he could carry hundreds of kilograms of weight and run without expending energy, Song Bu'er felt that his sniper rifle might very well become a small rocket launcher.

If he encounters someone who doesn't know what's good for them, he can just shoot them.