Above is Zhang Daniu's balcony window, which is only one step away from the desk where he works. Within five seconds, he took away the computer silently, found a place to copy all the documents inside, and then put the computer back silently. Without knowing it, no one would notice the abnormality.

Then Li Yao can slowly search these documents, find the outline of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation", figure out the truth of the vulture plan and the mystery hidden behind the "earth", and maybe it can unlock more powerful "superpowers", or, according to the book's statement - "superpowers"!

However, when Li Yao was about to leap up, his muscles suddenly became tense.

wrong.

His pupils suddenly contracted into two needle tips, and a vigilant light burst out.

He heard the sound of his heartbeat.

The extremely rapid heartbeat sound, more than two hundred beats per minute, came from Zhang Daniu's bedroom, like a fierce war drum and a storm engine. It was so clear in the quiet night.

This is impossible.

Although alcohol can stimulate the body's heartbeat and accelerate blood circulation, it is impossible to maintain a heartbeat of 200 beats per minute for a long time - this is a phenomenon that only occurs with overloaded and vigorous exercise!

Li Yao was very sure that when he left, Zhang Daniu was already lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, his heartbeat slightly faster, but it was still within the normal range, and there was no such strange phenomenon.

Moreover, in addition to the heartbeat, Li Yao seemed to hear a "squeak, squeak" sound, which came from above the heartbeat. It should be Zhang Daniu's head - it was as if the author's head was covered with intricate gears, and these gears were twitched by mysterious power and were running rapidly, reaching their limits!

"I won't get alcohol poisoning?"

Li Yao felt nervous. It would be awful if an innocent person was poisoned by himself because of his own.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

At this time, Li Yao heard a very strange sound from the room again, as if coins kept falling to the ground.

"He woke up?"

Li Yao couldn't help but be curious, and he climbed the window ridge, ventured to reveal half of his head and looked into the room.

Zhang Daniu was indeed awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, bent his waist and looked to the ground.

But his expression didn't seem to be awake - his eyes were deeply sunken, as if they were sinking into his brain, his nostrils were expanding exaggeratedly, his breathing was extremely rapid, and his face was filled with mysterious and strange smiles, as if he fell into an invisible cave, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was muttering.

An open piggy bank was placed on the bedside table. He held a handful of coins in his hand and twisted coins with his fingers. He first bounced up high, then fell to the ground one by one, and then lowered his head to see the positive and negative aspects of these coins.

Li Yao stared at his lips for a long time, and finally realized that he was muttering: "Why can't you stand up? It's so strange!"

nonsense.

Li Yaoxin said, it was either a flower or a word, how could it be possible to stand up?

After a while, a handful of coins were sprinkled.

Zhang Daniu had empty hands, staring at his empty eyes for a long time, suddenly picked up a coin, put it on the bedside table, and stood up carefully.

Looking at the standing coins, he finally let out a satisfying and strange smile, then staggered to the desk, and turned on the computer with his hands trembling.

He tilted his head and stared at the computer for a long time. His eyes and mouth twitched from time to time, and his appearance was extremely terrifying.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Monk Li Yao and the second monk were confused, "Are he drunk or not drunk, is he asleep or awake, or is he... sleepwalking?"

That's right, a lightning flashed through Li Yao's mind. The other party was indeed sleepwalking. All of this was an unconscious conditioned reflex.

"squeak--"

As soon as this thought arose, Li Yao "heard" a very sharp hissing came from Zhang Daniu's mind, similar to infrasonic waves or ultrasound waves. Normal people cannot hear it, but it will cause strong stimulation to the brain nerves, which scared Li Yao so much that he almost fell down from the balcony on the fifth floor.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Daniu's hand moved.

He was not like a drunk or sleepwalking person. He was simply an extremely efficient typing machine. At the beginning, the typing sound was still "da da da da da da da" and soon became "shake". After three or five minutes of "warm-up", the sound of more than a dozen characters typing mixed together and turned into continuous and continuous noise.

And his fingers didn't look like human fingers at all, but like bullets shot from a machine gun, ravaging the poor keyboard.

The dark night, the dim lights, the author with a weird smile and a weird expression was pounding the computer in his sleepwalking state, and there was a gecko-like superpower hanging outside the window - even Li Yao himself didn't understand what was going on with this scene like the opening of a horror movie.

And the most terrifying thing is...

Li Yao was sharp-eyed. Looking from his perspective, he could see Zhang Daniu's computer screen. He found that the author was not typing on the keyboard randomly, but actually typed a coherent, logical, meaningful text. He also glanced at keywords such as "Li Yao, the ancient holy realm, the dragon, snake and star field".

This is the latest chapter of "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation". "Li Yao, Cultivation" finally brought the eleven ancient saints to return to the Federation, preparing to launch a decisive battle between the Federation and the Empire - the Black Wind Fleet!

Li Yao almost screamed in shock.

How is that possible?

It’s not the question of whether the author can type in drunken or sleepwalking, but his typing speed is too fast.

You should know that a nationally certified typist can handle text input tasks of about two or three hundred words per minute. If a senior typist who has been professionally trained and has rich experience, he may process up to three or five hundred words. If it is converted into an hour, it will be 10,000 to 15,000 words.

But that is only possible when you read the manuscript well and understand it carefully. Even if you have to use some quick recording techniques, it will never last long.

For an author, if he wants to conceive words, plots and description methods in his mind, he must be coherent, smooth and logical, at least not have major contradictions, and the speed is naturally impossible to be so fast. Even by the standards of an online writer, the writing speed of 2,000 words per hour is the limit. Although some people say that he has written 6,000 words or 8,000 words per hour, which are all detailed outlines, inspiration, and in a particularly good competitive state, which is a very rare phenomenon.

Zhang Daniu's current "hand speed" is obviously higher than 6,000 to 8,000 words per hour, and even higher than the text entry speed of senior typists with more than 10,000 words per hour.

Li Yao didn't know how fast he was, but he felt that his hands were as written in the novel, "turning into a fog". Even the text on the screen could not keep up with his speed, dragging out a series of afterimages.

Moreover, Li Yao noticed that his eyes were always staring at the screen, neither distracted from the keyboard nor read any drafts or outlines of electronics or notebooks.

So, he suddenly felt like a spring of thought. Without a draft, he wrote at least 10,000 words of manuscript in just half an hour?

Can normal humans really do such things?

Li Yao doubted whether he was dazzled.

However, it was not too strange to think that I had muscle ejaculation in the dormitory yesterday and even tear a dumbbell piece into half.

This is a world where superpowers are real.

Could it be that Zhang Daniu is like himself, actually a superpower, but his superpower is that he can write novels at an extremely fast speed when he is unconscious, similar to... "Coding Man"?

"Okay, there are all kinds of wonders in the world. Since "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" can inspire readers' superpowers, then what's so strange about inspiring the author's superpowers?"

Li Yao said to himself.

He originally wanted to steal Zhang Daniu's computer, but accidentally discovered such a strange phenomenon, so he was not in a hurry.

At first, Zhang Daniu always sat in front of the computer, as if he was crazy. Li Yao was not sure if he would turn him into a terrifying bomb if he took away his computer now.

Secondly, Li Yao knew that people who were sleepwalking should not be frightened. If they suddenly woke up the other party, it would be very likely to hurt the other party's soul.

Li Yao could only curl out the window patiently, waiting for the author to finish writing.

But after waiting for two hours, Zhang Daniu's speed showed no sign of slowing down, and the laptop was almost smoking.

This explains a question - Zhang Daniu once said that his computer often broke and was sent for repair several times, but it was broken every time it was repaired.

Nonsense, if you ravage the keyboard at this intensity, perhaps in addition to typing crazy, there are also infrasonic waves and ultrasound waves and other strange ripples interferences. Can the computer not be broken?

Fortunately, it was midnight and no one passed by in the community, otherwise Li Yao would have been hanging outside the window for so long, and someone would have been discovered.

Even so, his arms were sore and weak, his abdomen was empty, and his internal organs were rubbed into a ball.

"not good!"

When the first Venus appeared in front of him, Li Yao was alert and found that he was a little exhausted.

Even superpowers must follow the law of conservation of energy. His body has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few days. The strengthening of every strand of cells is at the cost of devouring a large amount of nutrients. His current meal is more than ten meals for normal people.

I had dinner with the author last night. Although I ordered a large pot of meat and bones, two or three strong men could eat it with satisfaction under normal circumstances, it was far from enough for Li Yao's stomach and intestines like a bottomless pit.
Chapter completed!