Wu Wei was confused, and Zheng Ya also fell into a blind spot.
What is the difference between superpowers and martial arts?
What is the basis for the development of supernatural abilities and spiritual arts, and what forms the spiritual runes?
Zheng Ya lay on the bed with his eyes closed, reflecting on the process of Lao Yuan enlightening Wu Wei and examining the true meaning of his own superpower.
The superpowers on the Qian Yuan Continent are different from those in Xianxia and Xuanhuan novels; they are not one-sided, intuitive, or simple superpowers.
For example, the novel demonstrates the power and destructive force of the five supernatural abilities (metal, wood, water, fire, and earth), but ignores the essence of these abilities.
On the contrary, Zheng Ya needs to comprehend the essence of supernatural abilities, develop supernatural spiritual techniques, and form supernatural spiritual patterns within his body in order to truly master a supernatural ability.
One superpower can evolve into countless other powers.
Only by fully mastering and condensing supernatural spiritual arts and runes can one's abilities truly become one's own, forming a foundation for shaping a new supernatural physique and growing stronger as one's cultivation level increases.
Zheng Ya subconsciously grasped the relationship between superpowers and one's physical body. He realized that Lao Yuan's mental will was inferior to his own, while Wu Wei only developed the ability to see inward and project outward after breaking through to the Grandmaster realm. He understood his own strengths and began to plan his superpowers.
To put it simply, they excel at developing the mind, soul, and will.
Space and time abilities are merely supplementary.
Because Zheng Ya's understanding of time and space abilities was almost nonexistent, developing time and space-related spiritual arts was extremely difficult, far more difficult than developing planning-related spiritual arts. Therefore, after Lao Yuan enlightened Wu Wei, Zheng Ya realized his own strengths and weaknesses.
The next day.
Zheng Ya drove to the logistics department of the steel rolling mill. As soon as he got out of the car, he was greeted by Li Deren, who apologized, claiming that he had been used as a pawn and had offended him. Li Deren also presented him with a generous gift, which Zheng Ya accepted without hesitation.
Li Deren chatted with him excitedly for a while before taking his leave.
This caused a lot of gossip among the logistics department staff.
Some say that Zheng Ya was also a greedy and lustful man who was dragged onto Li Deren's chariot to become his lackey. He was a disgrace to the reputation of a national hero.
Some say that Zheng Ya was good at interpersonal relationships and could accept petty people, thus possessing a broad and profound mind.
Zheng Ya simply smiled and offered no explanation. After delivering the day's purchased supplies, he drove directly back to the planting base.
Secretary Song, accompanied by ten young men and women, waited at the base entrance to welcome him: "Xiao Zheng, we're here to disturb your work again, please forgive us?"
"Secretary Song, you're being so polite, I'm afraid you're here to cause me trouble?" Zheng Ya noticed that the expressions of the ten young men and women clapping in welcome seemed a bit off, so he stepped forward, shook hands with him, and asked in return.
A smiling tiger who comes to your door is definitely up to no good.
Secretary Song isn't a bad person. His politeness from the start is just a cover for what he might do next, which could offend someone.
Ten teenagers, six women and four gay men.
Everyone was dressed in old military uniforms, standing in a row, each displaying their heroic spirit. Some were excited and thrilled, some were proud and defiant, and a few watched the show with forced smiles.
Zheng Ya sensed their emotions for only a moment before taking them into account and making a judgment: were they a group of special envoys?
Secretary Song said somewhat awkwardly, "Haha, Xiao Zheng, you're going to kill the conversation like that!"
"Haha, I'm not worried about that. I don't think I'll kill the conversation, right?" Zheng Ya knew he meant well, but he also wanted to give the ten young men and women a hard time.
Whether you're a dragon or a tiger, you'll have to obey orders once you arrive here.
Putting on a stern face or acting arrogantly won't work.
Secretary Song shrewdly rolled her eyes, using me as a pawn: "Alright, let's not waste any more time."
"My supervisor asked me to ask you about the purpose of this planting base."
"Haha, this isn't a question from higher-ups, but rather a show of force from you special envoys, isn't it?" Zheng Ya led the eleven of them into the base and retorted without any politeness.
In fact, this is a controversial topic.
After all, Hu Donglai was stirring up trouble at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, trying to take over Zheng Ya's planting base!
That's using the pretext of patriotism and the people's interests to engage in moral blackmail.
State-owned enterprises also operate under a public-private partnership model.
This put Zheng Ya in a very difficult position. You want to seek independence and create division?
Sure enough, the special envoy sent by the higher-ups has started to exert his influence.
After all, their arrival put them in an awkward position, sandwiched between Zheng Ya's planting base and the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.
Now that they've come, they have to make a choice: whose side to take and whose service to the country and its people.
This is a matter of stance and principle, and cannot be ignored.
Secretary Song smiled but didn't speak. The tall, thin man among the ten pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Comrade Zheng Ya, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of me!"
"Well, there's no rush. Once you officially become part of the planting base, I will naturally take care of each and every one of you."
Before that, we can discuss and learn from each other and make progress together! Zheng Ya knew that he was just being polite to her, laying the groundwork for the next difficult thing to say.
The other nine people found him quite intriguing, noting his sharp words, sincere attitude, and businesslike demeanor; they considered him a peculiar person.
Unworldly, hypocritical, unassuming, and unconventional; independent and unconventional.
This person is interesting!
The bespectacled man choked for a moment, then said nonchalantly, "I am Qian Mingliang, a top student from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and a second-generation military officer. I have come to your planting base on orders from my superiors."
To be honest, I don't know what the point of setting up this planting base is.
Could Comrade Zheng Ya please inform me?
"Well, I can answer that question for you, and there's nothing to hide."
That's the evolutionary gain from seed planting, generation after generation, countless generations, understand? Zheng Ya's words were general yet straightforward.
Qian Mingliang was taken aback and didn't understand. The pretty girl standing next to him raised her hand and said, "Excuse me, I have a question?"
“You don’t need to be so formal. My planting base emphasizes natural growth, everything is natural and casual. Just ask me any questions you have.” Zheng Ya felt that there was a pair of twin sisters among them, which was particularly eye-catching.
These twin sisters, with their graceful figures, oval faces, and willow-leaf eyebrows, exude youthful charm with every smile and gesture, clearly outshining everyone else.
The girl who asked the question was Ouyang Wenqian, the elder of the twin sisters. She smiled and said, "May I ask how many generations of seeds your planting base has developed?"
Why differentiate between first and second generations and countless generations of evolutionary gains? It's too general. Could you explain in more detail?
"Well, let me put it this way!"
The seeds that I cultivate can increase yield by three to five times, and are called first-generation seeds.
The grain harvested from the first generation of seeds can be sown again to produce the second generation of seeds.
I cannot guarantee the yield of this second-generation seed.
The significance of my planting base is to improve the yield of the first generation of seeds while developing the superior genes of the second and subsequent generations of seeds, so as to achieve further improvement without reducing the yield.
"Do you understand?" Zheng Ya revealed the truth, but there was nothing they could do as the seeds were sown generation after generation without any reduction in yield.
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