Ye Zi really didn't know what to do about the system's suggestion, but he also realized a new problem.
"System, do you mean that even though there's no spiritual energy here, I can use the spiritual energy or blood essence I find to cultivate?"
"Yes, there is very little spiritual energy in this world, but there is always some residue, like that jade mine or antique jade artifacts, and even some ancient weapons may have residual spiritual energy."
"Qi and blood can indeed be used for cultivation, and the cultivation effect is better than that of spiritual energy."
Ye Zi nodded to herself, then said:
"If we were to descend into a world of high martial arts, wouldn't we be able to become the strongest simply by killing?"
"No, it's not that simple. The spiritual energy in this world is too thin and the purity is too low, so it can't compare to the blood and qi value."
The situation is different in high-level martial arts worlds. Even if the purity of spiritual energy is low, the quantity is large, and there is a lot of room for purification.
Most importantly, Qi and Blood are easier to obtain here than Spiritual Qi.
Ye Zi frowned. To gain Qi and Blood points, one must either kill people or animals. If one wants to cultivate, one must keep killing. If one wants to cultivate to the great level, one would probably need to slaughter a medium-sized country.
Then he'll become a public enemy. Forget about dying, even China might have a hard time protecting him. But by then he should be fearless against all the weapons in the world. I just don't know if his family can withstand the barrage of criticism from all over the world. It's not advisable.
Then I thought of the Japanese. This idea wasn't entirely unacceptable. The Japanese population was over 100 million. If we slaughtered them all, my family wouldn't be subjected to public condemnation.
Forget it, let's think about that later; now's not the time.
"If you don't cultivate, how do you digest it on your own?" Ye Zi continued to ask.
"The host can imagine the killing intent as something that can be freely released and released, and then try to control it."
Alternatively, you can simply use time to prolong the process; although this will waste some time, it can still achieve the same effect of flexibility and control.
That's a good idea, and there's nothing important to do right now.
Tongtong was taking pictures, and his parents didn't need him to do anything.
We just need to consider where to spend the next period of time.
After finding a booth to sit down, Yezi made a video call to her mother.
After the call connected, Siqin steadied herself for a moment, and Yezi stood up to show her mother that she was not injured, reassuring the two elders.
Then they said that training would take some time, without mentioning the issue of his murderous aura.
Siqin understood, after all, in her eyes Ye Zi was just strong and knew a few kung fu moves, but didn't have any other outstanding qualities.
If Suchat, who had already died, and the group of old Burmese soldiers who had died at Ye Zi's hands knew what Siqin was thinking, they would probably be so angry that they would come back to life.
In just a few days, more than a thousand people were killed. Is that something that's not particularly outstanding?
After hanging up the video call with her mother, Ye Zi transferred five million yuan to her parents, telling them not to work so hard and that the family was not short of money.
This is not bragging; Yezi has a small fortune in her account, officially entering the ranks of billionaires, and she truly doesn't need her parents to work hard.
I then sent a message to Tongtong, but didn't receive a reply. She must be busy. I then told her that I was back, but that I needed to do some systematic training in the coming days.
Then Ye Zi went to find Wang Baozhang, mainly to find a place to stay for the next period of time.
Do you still have that card from last time?
Ye Zi nodded.
Wang Baozhang continued:
"You can go to the hotel; that card allows you to check in anytime, but you'll have to pay for it yourself."
Or you could stay here. Aside from Mengjie and Xiaotouming, nobody's around usually. You can just go to the cafeteria for meals.
Ye Zi nodded and ultimately chose to stay at the Gate of Hell, not to save money, but because it was really convenient. When she was bored, she could go and play with the mechanic.
They immediately found an empty rest room and settled in.
It's called a lounge, but it's actually a studio apartment with a bathroom, coffee table, sofa, single bed, and a computer with various online games.
However, the clothes inside were all camouflage uniforms, which Wang Baozhang had sent to him.
After finishing her work in the evening, Tongtong called Yezi back via video call and they chatted for a while before hanging up.
Over the next few days, Ye Zi barely left her room. As instructed by the system, Ye Zi imagined the murderous aura around her as air, which she absorbed into her body with each breath and released when she exhaled.
I really can't think of anything that can move around so freely like that; it can only be air.
It sounds easy, but it's actually very difficult to do.
The system kept telling Ye Zi that there was no progress, and Xiao Guan, who was a neighbor, also told Ye Zi that he felt Ye Zi was becoming increasingly dangerous.
A week passed, and Ye Zi still hadn't made any significant progress. On Meng Jie's advice, Ye Zi went to find Li Erniu and others.
Although there was a difference in the number of enemies killed, they were all battle-hardened elites with a considerable number of lives on their hands.
But this was destined to be in vain. Li Erniu and his men did kill a lot of people, but that number was accumulated over a long period of time, while Ye Zi's number suddenly increased in a short period of time.
Finally, when there was no other way, Lao Zhao told him to go find the Mechanic. In terms of the most kills in a single game, besides Ye Zi, the Mechanic ranks first.
The mechanic used to be a marksman, using the Type 85 sniper rifle, which is a semi-automatic sniper rifle. In one mission, the mechanic held a favorable position and killed nearly a hundred people in one day and one night.
It took him more than two months to recover after leaving the battlefield.
Ye Zi never expected that the mechanic who looked like an engineer would actually be such a ruthless person.
The mechanic didn't hold back, telling Ye Zi in a simple and clear way that he had digested the murderous aura over time, and at the same time showed Ye Zi his results.
When the mechanic released his killing intent, Ye Zi instinctively reached for her lower back with both hands.
But the murderous aura emanating from the mechanic came and went quickly.
Although she had missed her target, Ye Zi still squinted and said:
"So, the killing intent that has been digested over time can also be controlled at will."
"It's less about murderous intent and more about the manifestation of will. When you see someone, you use your eyes to tell them that you want to kill them."
Otherwise, just treat him like a stranger.
Ye Zi nodded, and the mechanic continued:
"Think more about pleasant things, think about how to calm yourself down, or do something else to distract yourself."
You need time.
Ye Zi nodded again, thanked him, and left.
Once we had a general idea of how to do it, things went much more smoothly.
Ye Zi would chat with Tong Tong every day, imagining her life as a billionaire. When she was bored, she would play games in her room. If she really had nothing to do, she would go to Xiao Tou Tou to listen to stories or go to the mechanic to practice her shooting skills.
Half a month later, Xiao Toumen told Ye Zi that he could no longer sense that Ye Zi was in danger.
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