The female hunter turned to her left, taking a feint step with her left foot, and held her bow diagonally downward on her left thigh, giving Zheng Ya the impression that she was secretly preparing for battle.
They met, but remained wary of each other, resulting in a stalemate.
Zheng Ya mistakenly believed that the female hunter was the murderer or accomplice who disposed of the body before it was disposed of. She was proud and beautiful, and exuded a murderous aura.
On the surface, he appears heroic and dashing, but he brings five planning points to Zheng Ya's innate ability.
Did this planned value suddenly appear in Zheng Ya's mind?
Why?
What is the use of planned values?
Are they all unknowns?
It seems that the female hunter developed hostility and suspicion towards Zheng Ya, and thus offered up her planning value.
In Zheng Ya's memory and knowledge, it seems to be the influence of biological will?
After all, the soul and will of living beings are ethereal and intangible, yet they possess a certain degree of regulatory power.
Whether it's mental willpower, imagining what the goal will be like, or harboring resentment and murderous intent towards the goal, all of these unconsciously shape the goal.
Although such planning actions cannot create the actual state envisioned in the planning, they do demonstrate a degree of willpower in the planning process.
What if Zheng Ya, who possesses the ability to plan, absorbs the willpower of the female hunter's imagined plan and uses it specifically for planning value?
The female hunter had practiced martial arts since childhood and followed her father on hunts, which gave her a keen sense of sight. She noticed that Zheng Ya was in a small battlefield covered in blood and grime, and that something was wrong.
The ground was covered with hoof prints left by a herd of wild boars, clearly indicating that the herd had attacked Zheng Ya. But where did the herd of wild boars go?
Considering the wild boar she had previously shot, which seemed to have been frightened, and the hoof prints left on the ground, it was clear that the wild boar had been scared away by Zheng Ya, ran into her, and was shot dead with an arrow.
The whole scene was eerie. The female hunter, secretly wary, answered evasively, "Who are you?"
"I am from the capital, and I live at No. 95 Tongluo Lane. My name is Zheng Ya!" Zheng Ya felt that if he did not introduce himself, he would be violently suppressed by the female hunter.
Although Zheng Ya now possesses immense strength and is not afraid of the female hunter in a fight, the female hunter is armed with a bow and arrow, and there is a risk of death.
Besides, if you combine the abilities of planning and time travel, you can't use them without cultivating spiritual power within your body!
The two superpowers can create a space within the Niwan Palace of the mind, which for now only has the ability to store items.
Next, there's the collection of planning points. With Zheng Ya's introduction, the female hunter contributed another eight planning points.
The female hunter frowned, her hands gripping the bow and arrow tightly. Torn between shooting the strange Zheng Ya and not wanting to accidentally kill an innocent person, she tentatively asked, "Do you have a letter of introduction?"
A letter of introduction is equivalent to a travel permit in ancient times.
In the late autumn of 2005 or 2006, some enemy agents have been roaming around Beijing and causing trouble. In order to curb the actions of enemy agents, relevant departments have formulated a system requiring units and agencies to issue letters of introduction to prove the identity and purpose of personnel going out, in order to prevent enemy agents from taking advantage of loopholes to carry out sabotage.
The problem is, Zheng Ya's predecessor was thrown off a cliff, so where did he get the letter of introduction?
The situation is becoming delicate?
Seeing the female hunter trying to raise her bow and arrow, Zheng Ya hurriedly explained, "Miss, don't get excited."
Just now you were surprised that I wasn't dead, which means I was thrown here after I lost consciousness, and you found me, right?
"No, at the time I was on the southeastern hilltop, hunting in the bushes. I heard the commotion on this hilltop and vaguely saw someone throwing a body off the cliff, but I didn't see the specifics clearly."
"The question is, how come you're not dead?" the hunter said, raising her bow and arrow towards Zheng Ya's throat.
Zheng Ya trembled slightly with fright, swallowed hard, her throat dry, and nervously explained, "Miss, please don't get agitated."
I remember being beaten up by the young people in the courtyard.
The three elderly men and other adults in the courtyard pretended to break up the fight, but secretly instigated the young people to beat me severely and then abandon me at home.
After I recovered from my injuries, I thought I would go out to call the police, only to find that my front door was locked.
Back then, I cried out to heaven and earth, but no one answered.
I was so badly injured that I passed out, and when I woke up again, I was here…
"You're lying. The bloodstains on the ground are clearly the marks left by a pack of wild boars attacking you. Where did the wild boars go?"
"Why are you the only one alive? Tell me!" The hunter's voice trailed off with a murderous roar, her courage hardening as she prepared to kill.
Superstition? Did she think she'd encountered an evil spirit?
Although these days we advocate breaking the four olds and establishing new customs, and we discourage superstition and emphasize materialism, superstition has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Encountering such a bizarre event forced the female hunter to believe in superstition and contemplate shooting Zheng Yaxie Zongzi.
The planned value plus ninety-nine startled Zheng Ya, who quickly explained, "Don't get excited, you and I both have shadows."
Under this bright morning sun, if I were the evil being you imagine, I couldn't possibly be unafraid of sunlight, right?
Look, I have a shadow, and my breath is warm…
"Huh, that makes sense?"
"You're breathing out in fear, and in the chill of this frosty late autumn, it appears as if you're steaming. Are you really not a demonic zombie?" The female hunter suddenly realized, yet remained uncertain as she held her bow and arrows in a standoff.
Zheng Ya felt a chill run down her spine and dared not move: "Sister, are you my own sister?"
I'll go first. You can take me wherever you want to prove my identity, I just hope you won't get agitated and accidentally hurt innocent people.
"Hmm, that's a good suggestion."
"Go southwest into the valley. Don't even think about escaping, or I'll shoot you with my bow and arrow." The hunter held up her bow and arrow, gesturing for Zheng Ya to head southwest.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head!
Zheng Ya nodded and did as instructed. She walked less than ten meters southwest of the ravine and found a small wild boar lying on the ground. Looking at the arrow piercing the boar's ear, she felt a chill run down her spine: "Miss, your archery skills are truly excellent..."
"Stop talking nonsense, pick up the little wild boar and move forward." The hunter, holding a bow and arrow, forced him to pick up the little wild boar.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Ya bent down and grabbed the little wild boar's two hind legs: "Snap!"
Without using any force, he crushed the wild boar's leg bone.
Startled, the female hunter behind him took three large steps back. Zheng Ya, realizing the hunter had sacrificed ninety-nine planning points, nearly died of fright: "Oops, I crushed the weathered stone..."
"Hoo, all done, pick up the little wild boar and hurry up." The hunter wondered if she had misheard; she clearly heard the sound of bones cracking.
How did it turn into the sound of crushing weathered stones?
Little did she know that Zheng Ya was already terrified by her bow and arrows lurking behind him, breaking out in a cold sweat and narrowly escaping death.
If the female hunter mistook it for an evil zombie and shot it, wouldn't it be a terrible injustice?
The key issue was that he hadn't yet adapted to his immense strength and couldn't use it freely. Zheng Ya carefully pinched the pig's leg, pretending to struggle as he lifted it up and carried it on his shoulder as he walked forward.
The hunter, seeing him hunched over and struggling, didn't suspect anything. But Zheng Ya, at that moment, realized the wonders of his planning ability. "So that's how it is," he thought, "I'm so lucky..."
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