Advancing the Kunpeng Combat Technique

The sequencing conference is not a grand competition.

The championship match concluded quietly.

But this competition is the most important one in the sequencing community, and for many, it's a competition they gamble their youth on.

While the champion, runner-up, and third-place teams will receive the highest rewards, some members of other top-ranked teams will also receive participation awards, and those from lower-ranked teams will have the opportunity to network and build connections.

At the sequencing conference, many people will gain something from the experience.

Zhang Xuezhou reached out and took a magnetic card.

This is the reward for the members of the championship team.

The magnetic card is a temporary access control device; possessing a magnetic card grants access to the Sequence Committee's research institute.

Furthermore, the back of this magnetic card also has a contact number written on it, allowing users to join the corresponding communication group for the research institute.

For example, if the champion team chooses to expand their Gene Fighting Technique, gene weapons, etc., they need to apply in the corresponding communication group.

Zhang Xuezhou applied to join the communication group, and then sent relevant documents of "Kunpeng Fighting Technique" and his own genetic status report.

"I require the Kunpeng Fighting Technique to be advanced and extended upwards until it reaches its complete state!"

"I require that the Kunpeng Fighting Technique possess the theoretically longest striking range!"

"I demand that the Kunpeng Fighting Technique possess the maximum power theoretically achievable!"

As a member of the championship team, Zhang Xuezhou can choose three conditions when modifying his Gene Fighting Technique.

His circumstances were no different from those of an ordinary person.

For example, the completeness of Gene Fighting Technique, Gene Fighting Technique power, or the Gene Fighting Technique they can cover.

Everyone's goals after winning were so simple, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that his demands were not excessive, after all, no one would not strive for the best.

Not only Zhang Xuezhou, but also Zhang Manqian, Wang Li, and Song Sijia were in the same boat. Only Song Fengying hesitated and didn't know how to develop the relationship, but Zhang Weimeng helped her to discuss it.

"I wonder how the professor is doing at his retirement residence?"

Having contributed "Kunpeng Fighting Techniques," Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but wonder about Ren Yisheng, the founder of this Gene Fighting Technique.

Although Zhang Xuezhou's exchange of the "Kunpeng Fighting Technique" with Ren Yisheng was more like a transaction, and he also suffered the trouble of the Gene Fighting Technique being difficult to advance, it was Gene Fighting Technique specially created for Zhang Xuezhou, and Zhang Xuezhou had also enjoyed the benefits brought by the "Kunpeng Fighting Technique".

Now that it has qualified for the champion group of the Sequencing Conference, the "Kunpeng Fighting Technique" finally has the possibility of being promoted again.

While feeling somewhat gratified, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but want to share this good news with Ren Yisheng.

"Sister An Ran, has the professor learned how to use communications now?" Zhang Xuezhou asked Ren Anran, who was standing not far away.

"Yes, he now also uses live streaming to communicate with me face-to-face!"

Ren Anran stroked the strands of hair on her forehead, her eyes filled with uncontrollable weariness.

Without a special permit, it is difficult for ordinary people to enter the venue of the sequencing event. Ren Anran was qualified to enter the sequencing event because she belonged to the medical department and had the medical ability to provide psychological counseling.

Aside from occasionally sharing isolation rooms and waiting areas with them, Ren Anran spends most of her time in the medical room.

In previous years, not many people have experienced psychological trauma, but this year, two unusual cases have emerged: Song Sijia and Zhang Xuezhou.

Moreover, the team the two belonged to advanced all the way, which resulted in more than 20 people suffering from mental trauma. Some of the participants were even more seriously injured, which made it difficult for Ren Anran to treat them.

She was not in good spirits at the time, but Ren Anran was extremely happy that she could share the good news with Zhang Xuezhou and others as soon as they won the championship.

When Zhang Xuezhou wanted to share the good news with Ren Yisheng, Ren Anran turned on the visual device.

"Secret Home!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at Ren Anran's live stream name and read it aloud, which made Ren Anran a little shy after the revelation.

"The application process for visiting the retirement home is cumbersome and complicated, making it difficult even for us children to go. We can only visit once every six months," Ren Anran said. "Therefore, we chose live streaming as a more convenient way to communicate."

"This is indeed very convenient," Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Using a live stream for video calls or for information exchange is considered "piggybacking".

There are quite a few 'smart' people like Ren Anran.

However, Feiyu Live currently has ample network capacity and servers, so there is no need to prohibit this type of usage.

Watching Ren Anran start her live stream and keep sending messages to an ID called 'Prisoner', Zhang Xuezhou pondered for a few seconds.

"Dad's probably lost in thought. Let me call him!"

After repeatedly urging him for dozens of seconds without Ren Yisheng coming online, Ren Anran took out her communicator.

After dialing for several seconds, a serious expression finally appeared on her face.

"Something might have happened to my dad," Ren Anran said, frowning.

"The professor has no worries about food and drink, and he's not nearing the end of his lifespan, so it's impossible for him to be suicidal. Could it be that the professor is forcibly deducing the content of Mental Strengthening?" Zhang Xuezhou asked suspiciously.

The elderly couple's residence offers excellent living conditions: plenty of food, warm clothing, and a sunroom; every day feels like a vacation.

Although it can get a bit boring over time, there are very few things that could cause an accident to happen to Ren Yisheng and the others.

After much deliberation, Zhang Xuezhou concluded that Ren Yisheng had not made many mistakes.

"But my father has already reached the limit of progress in Dragon Elephant Combat Technique and Mental Strengthening. He can't possibly risk pushing it any further," Ren Anran said. "If he were to revise the previous content, it wouldn't cause him any physical problems!"

The constant buzzing and silence from the communicator made Ren Anran uneasy.

"Then let's contact the management office for information, or we can apply to enter the Old Age Residence," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Let's try to find out the situation directly."

Without seeing Ren Yisheng's confirmation, all speculation is irresponsible.

Zhang Xuezhou's questions were merely an attempt to calm Ren Anran's panic, but when Ren Anran refuted him, he stopped analyzing and instead sought the most direct way to solve the problem.

"The application process for entering the Elderly Residence is very complicated. I'll seek information from the management staff first," Ren Anran nodded.

Zhang Xuezhou was young and composed, while Ren Anran was anxious, but both managed to keep their minds from considering the worst-case scenario.

She dialed several numbers in quick succession, and only after urgently handing over the matter did she breathe a deep sigh of relief.

"You bunch of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'..."

After handing over the information to the relevant personnel, Ren Anran was still somewhat absent-minded. She forced a topic to try to calm herself down.

But after only two minutes of discussing matters related to the "Swordsman" production team with Zhang Xuezhou, her voice came through on her communicator.

How is that possible?

The moment the call connected, a few words of response turned her face deathly pale.

"The staff at the management office of the old mansion said... my father's body is cold, and he seems to have lost vital signs!"

Ren Anran opened her mouth.

She held the communicator and whispered a couple of questions back, then suddenly felt a blackout before her eyes, and her hands and feet went numb and cold.