How great is the potential of the human body?

This question has never been answered.

Over the past thousands of years, human beings have been striving to explore their potential. The ancient "Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic" says that if people "lift the heaven and earth, grasp the yin and yang, breathe the essence, guard the spirit independently, and keep the muscles alone", they can live forever. Then Taoism has developed the use of elixirs to nourish the energy, using the body as a tripod, temper the body, warm the soul, and hope to achieve the yang spirit, connect the heaven and earth, and have the power to connect the heaven and earth; as for the internal skills of breathing and breathing in the Xiayi novel, it is also said that practice is profound, flying the eaves and walls, and breaking the stones and dividing gold...

Myths and legends, nothingness and ethereality, cannot be verified, and modern people will naturally not believe it. If someone says that someone's power and speed are ten times or even dozens of times that of ordinary people, everyone will only treat it as a joke because no one has seen it before.

As the end of the world comes, the zombies that are constantly becoming stronger undoubtedly open a bloody door. People are frightened by the power of monsters. While trembling, they begin to think that we have always known ourselves too little. Transcendence and evolution are not impossible. As long as we want to get it, everything is possible...

Countless scientists began to study day and night, hoping to solve the mystery.

From the arrival of the doomsday to the extinction of mankind, the progress and conclusions of research have not been published to the public. No one knows that many valuable research reports on this aspect have been shelved or destroyed. Of course, ordinary people who live on the survival line do not have the energy to care about this, and they will never know the inside story.

Zhang Ping'an was very lucky. In his previous life, he was the captain of the base information team. Although this job meant permanent loss of personal freedom, he had the opportunity to access a large amount of information in this area.

Zhang Ping'an carefully dissected the four dead chickens on the ground with a sharp knife, recalling a research report in his mind.

"The potential of the human body is usually only developed and utilized by a small part, and the huge treasure is hidden in the body. These Tianbins are born with us and dies as we grow old. If we want to develop it, it is basically impossible to achieve it with our own efforts. We need external energy!

The legendary cultivation may really exist. Theoretically, it is to use external energy to transform itself, absorb the free energy between heaven and earth, and to expose the old and accept the new, so as to achieve the purpose of tempering the body. However, we have no way to know the methods and steps of this cultivation.

Zombie alienation is through viruses, which is also a powerful external force, simple and crude, and directly acts on genes. Some people who have infected with viruses will collapse and become zombies; some people resist the virus without any effect; of course, there are still a very small number of people who will evolve!

Zombies are becoming stronger, and a very small number of humans have evolved. So can the vast majority of humans be reduced to zombies' food?

At the end of the report, a crazy idea was put forward, and eating the flesh and blood of the evolution body was very important to strengthen ordinary people!

Evolutionaries are stimulated by viruses and mutations, and at the same time, they will also produce one in their body to protect the gene from being destroyed.

However, with the further evolution of the evolution after seven days, viruses and enzymes will also mutate, which is not something that ordinary people can bear. Therefore, this strengthening is one-time, with only one chance and only seven days."

When Zhang Ping'an saw this passage, it was two years later, and he couldn't help but curse nonsense. Evolution and mutation were irreversible. At that time, P1 and S1 were rampant. Where can I find creatures in the early stage of mutation?

But now that he has returned to the beginning of the end of the world again, Zhang Ping'an will naturally not miss such a good opportunity!

Zhang Ping'an cut open the four mutant chickens. The mutant animal meat was very unpalatable and threw it away. He only took out the liver, pinched it into meat paste, mixed it with the chicken blood and placed it in a sealed glass bottle, placed it in an insulated bottle, and added hot water next to it to ensure the temperature was around 37 degrees.

Then I took out the microwave oven at home and made it into a simple centrifuge, put it on the broken glass bottle, and when I plugged it in, the chassis quickly rotated.

It's done!

Zhou Qianqian looked at Zhang Ping'an busy with curiosity, not sure what he was doing, and did not ask.

To be honest, the little girl is confused now. Why did the world suddenly become like this? Why did the mother become like that? What should she do now? What will tomorrow be...

She had no idea, couldn't think of anything, and didn't dare to think about it. She just felt safe when she saw Zhang Ping'an in her eyes. Although this person who was very gentle and amiable in the past has become gloomy and terrifying now, not only scolding herself, but also hitting herself hard.

"I'm doing it for my own good..." the little girl thought to herself.

It takes at least one hour to separate the serum, and the beef will be stewed after waiting.

It's one o'clock in the morning, and the meal starts.

Three dishes and one soup, Zhang Ping'an was so ateful that he was so oily. Zhou Qianqian ate two bites of rice. Seeing the table full of food, she felt affectionate and missed her mother.

"If you don't eat it, you'll be gone!" Zhang Ping'an's mouth was stuffed with food, and he spoke vaguely. He knocked the chopsticks heavily on the table, then picked up the last piece of beef dripping with juice from the plate and put it in his own bowl.

Zhou Qianqian pouted and looked at the leftover tea on the table. She finally couldn't help it. She stared at Zhang Ping'an with big eyes, "You are still my brother, is there such a thing?"

Zhang Ping'an was full, lit a cigarette, and sighed, "No one robs me of food, it's comfortable!"

Zhou Qianqian's complaints were not responded and she pouted.

Zhang Ping'an shook his head, vomited a cigarette ring, pointed to the food on the table, and said, "Do you know how much the meal will be worth in three months? You can't even sell it for half a bowl of rice! A year later, if you want to eat a few grains of rice, you will have to exchange it for your life. Remember, starting today, you have to rob the food. If you can't grab it, you can only be hungry!" As he said, knocking on the table, "Please finish the things on the table and wash the dishes."

Zhou Qianxi snorted and buried her head in the rice.

Zhang Ping'an was too lazy to pay attention to her. After smoking a cigarette, he turned around and sat on the sofa, closed his eyes cross-legged, gathered his mind, and used his brain to replenish the method.

This time he practiced a flash slash back sting, and imagined that two zombies rushed forward and backward, and Zhang Ping'an was going to pass through his four arms and then stab the zombie's life gate.

Kick straight, step wrongly, turn around, stab! Hold the spear and sweep it across, cut the throat!

Rotate and twitch! Squat down, then roll and thrust straight!

Zhang Ping'an calculated the steps, body movements, how to move his feet, the jumping force and the subsequent movements of landing over and over again, and then connected these movements with assassination. He speculated that the easiest, effective and most physically efficient method was the most energy-saving method.

This time, the brain performance is different from the previous time. The reactions and angles of the zombies are all calculated, and they are more than a hundred times more complicated. After more than a thousand cumbersome calculations, Zhang Ping'an felt suffocating. It seemed that it was a difficult thing to turn the thoughts again. He knew in his heart that this was a sensory illusion caused by the brain's lack of oxygen.

If you take a hundred steps and have a half ninety steps, your potential will be forced out!

Zhang Ping'an survived to the last moment of the end of the world, without lacking perseverance and persistence. He took a deep breath, adjusted the rhythm of his breathing, and once again focused his mind together. Slowly, he put aside all the things that had nothing to do with the brain. The scene in front of him became clear, as if two zombies were rushing over two or three steps away.

Zhang Ping'an's body also moved in an instant, and his body dodged among the zombies like a swimming fish, swallowing and spitting like a steel spear, and each spear stabbed out would inevitably hit the zombie's eye socket!

prick!

tease!

Thorn again!

Four actions, up to five actions can knock down two zombies.

One wave of assassination, then the next wave, one wave after another, like a tide hitting a reef, layer by layer, endless...

I don’t know if these sets of movements were practiced ten thousand times or more. Zhang Ping’an was full of fighting spirit. Under the stimulation of blood, a faint white mist rose on his body in the cold night. This was the sweat that was flowing from the qi and blood.

Although he sat cross-legged and did not move, in his brain practice, every movement and every muscle mobilization, the qi and blood would naturally run there. At this moment, Zhang Ping'an had no doubt that even if he really encountered the two zombies in the corridor just now, he would not have to dodge and could end them with just a meeting.

Zhang Ping'an thought about it and tried to imagine challenging three zombies at the same time, but encountered huge resistance. From facing one zombie to two zombies, the complexity of the calculation was increased by at least a hundred times. When facing three zombies, it was really beyond the limit of brain power to pretend to be their various actions, attack lines, etc.

Zhang Ping'an tried it, but had to give up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Zhou Qianqian squatting in front of me, holding her chin with her hands, and her big black eyes were wide open to look at her.

Zhang Ping'an looked at his watch and it was already three in the morning. Unexpectedly, it took nearly two hours to perform the brain technique.

"You were smoking just now. It was so amazing. I only practiced internal skills on TV. Brother Ping'an, are you practicing kung fu?"

Zhang Ping'an shook his head and frowned and asked, "Have you washed the dishes?"

Zhou Qianxi pouted and nodded, "I have washed the dishes for my mother before."

Zhang Ping'an nodded, stood up, unplugged the power supply of the centrifugal separator modified by the microwave oven, and the speed dropped. He turned on the insulation on it and carefully took out the glass bottle from it.

Seeing the coagulated blood and a layer of transparent liquid on it, Zhang Ping'an was inexplicably excited. The serum of the four mutant chickens was successfully separated!

After all, the research report in my memory is a hypothesis. Although the chance of success is high, no one has ever tried it. It is still unknown whether it can be reinforced. If this is successful, then it is a powerful proof for completing the plan he has been waiting for for seven days.

This time he used the rabies vaccine to extract and live culture method commonly used when growing cowpox. It is more purity and safer. Whether it can be successful depends on half an hour later.

Zhang Ping'an carefully extracted the serum into three syringes.

He picked up a syringe, flicked his fingers on it, and a drop of transparent liquid condensed from the tip of the needle.
Chapter completed!