"Regarding skills, one of the changes is that the effect of increasing attributes has disappeared."
"Then aren't all the skills we have now useless?" someone couldn't help but ask.
“Because that’s what you’re using now. Do you think you’re still drinking water from a bottle or sleeping in a crib?” Master Huang joked.
Everyone burst into laughter.
"Some players may have noticed that the highest level of skill that can be exchanged in the game is C-level. Only after boarding the train, setting foot on the journey, and further proving your worth can you exchange for skills of C-level or higher."
"These skills have two characteristics."
"First, it doesn't increase basic attributes; second, it's expensive."
After a pause, Master Huang held up his book again: "If you want to know exactly how expensive it is, you can buy the book."
"Master, you're not thinking of exchanging skills by selling books, are you?" a young man laughed loudly.
"You guessed it!" Master Huang feigned helplessness.
Everyone burst into laughter again.
Master Huang smiled, put down his book, and continued, "Because skills above grade C are particularly expensive, everyone should pay more attention to skills with 'special effects' from now on."
"These 'special effects,' when combined with the abilities, are exceptionally effective. They last longer and are more powerful."
"But don't sacrifice real attributes in pursuit of 'special effects.' At this stage, the most important thing is to stay alive, and high attributes can provide you with greater assistance."
"Then there are new branches that appear in the skills."
Master Huang took a sip of water, not because he was thirsty, but because he felt he should have a drink here to whet everyone's appetite.
Sure enough, everyone stared at him expectantly, wishing they could snatch the old man's water cup away or pinch his mouth to make him drink enough water for the rest of his life.
Under such gazes, Master Huang drank the water as if it were too hot, and then carefully screwed the lid on the cup as if afraid the water would get too cold.
"Let me ask you a question first," he said slowly, "What is the biggest difference between a person before and after birth?"
“Killing one person isn’t illegal, but killing the other is,” someone jeered.
Laughter erupted in the Ming En Hall.
Some people pursed their lips, clearly disliking the joke.
But whether you laugh or dislike it, you can't deny the fact that the fetus was killed; it's just a pity, and there's no problem with it morally or legally.
Master Huang chuckled and said, "While this statement is witty, it gets to the heart of the matter. So why is one illegal and the other not?"
“One counts as a person, the other doesn’t,” a high school student shouted.
"What defines a person, and what defines a person?" Master Huang asked again.
"Do you have any thoughts?" a girl sitting in the front row asked.
"That's right, it's about ideas."
In the corner.
Li Changzhou said to his Ms. Yang, "Regarding abortion, I think the national laws need to be further improved. For example, if the fetus has Down syndrome or other abnormalities, or the parents are poor, or it is because of rape, abortion is not illegal; but if it is because of the sex of the fetus, abortion should be illegal."
Miss Yang nodded casually.
Clearly, this 20-year-old female philosophy student had no interest in the topic of pregnancy.
On stage, Master Huang continued, "When a fetus is born, it can cry and fuss, express its emotions, and has rudimentary thoughts. We players are the same; after birth, we also have thoughts."
"Everyone can accept one idea, or even multiple different ideas, as long as they don't drive themselves crazy."
"With ideas, your abilities take on a unique character."
"The mindset of water will make your abilities lean towards water, and the power of your water-based skills will be multiplied; the mindset of fire will make your abilities violent, and your skills will be full of explosive power."
"These are the most superficial statements. Water can be sharp and cut through metal, snowflakes are gentle, but avalanches are devastating and even colder."
"It depends on what ideas you can learn and to what extent you can learn them."
“Here,” Master Huang paused, “I will teach everyone a way of thinking for free.”
Everyone held their breath, and many couldn't help but lean forward.
"This idea is very basic and will not conflict with other ideas, but even so, it will be very difficult for you to learn it."
"Master, how difficult is it?" a well-dressed woman asked.
"To use the same analogy, you are now fetuses, and I am imparting ideas to you, which is prenatal education. The difficulty for you to learn these ideas is the same as the difficulty for a fetus to learn a song."
A song?
According to scientific research, when music is played during prenatal education, the fetus will move its arms and legs in response, but how do they learn a song?
"If you want to apply it in practice, it's not enough to just learn it; you also need to be very familiar with the song and have perfect pitch. That's about the level of difficulty."
Below, the younger children wailed, as if the teacher had handed out eighty-eight test papers and the holiday was only one day long.
The adults shook their heads, as if the child had scored only 88 points on the college entrance exam.
Both children and adults are filled with despair.
If it's really as difficult as Master Huang described, then it's simply impossible to learn.
"Don't be discouraged, everyone," Master Huang chuckled. "Some players who haven't broken through the limits have already learned it, so you might be able to learn it too."
"Who?" the man in the middle asked loudly.
Master Huang did not hide anything: "One of the two members of the national team is known as the 'Little Martial Saint,' not because there is another 'Martial Saint,' but because he has not yet broken through, so he is called the 'Little Martial Saint.'"
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