There must be something wrong with me

At home.

After returning, Zhang Feng first looked at ’Level 2’.

The appearance of the number 2 kept Zhang Feng awake.

’The next world is Level 2, the difficulty should increase a bit.’

Meanwhile.

Zhang Feng was eating Double Happiness Cabbage while thinking.

’But I wonder if it’s a growth type world.

After all, it belongs to "a new beginning".’

After spending a long time in adventure worlds, Zhang Feng discovered a pattern: during ’all beginnings’, there is a ’buffer period’.

For example, during the first enhancement choice, there is room for time selection.

And the initial enhancement is quite beneficial.

Afterward, during the world’s beginning period, as long as some minor difficulties are overcome, there is plenty of room for development.

Especially the first trial world, which is similar to growth learning, teaches oneself how to choose enhancements.

The second Level 1 world is even more legitimately about growth.

Including later undercover worlds, and so on, all are like this.

So Zhang Feng speculated that the beginning of Level 2 has a high probability of being related to development, allowing himself to first get familiar with the Level 2 world.

’If the next world is growth, I will eat well my whole life, to see what level my weight will reach without being particularly fat.’

Zhang Feng lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling,

’If it’s not growth, but as long as there is a culture of cultivation, that is also a sea of knowledge.

Even if there is nothing.

I can rely on adding points to train, to deduce.

I already have a knowledge reserve, with a sufficient foundation, to try and delve into it.’

As he thought, Zhang Feng fell asleep.

In his dream, Zhang Feng dreamed of his childhood in the infant world, going to the arcade with his older brothers, and clearing games in one life, attracting the attention of everyone in the arcade.

They played continuously for several days.

Zhang Feng suddenly looked up and found that his older brothers had grown up.

The white-haired mentor was also watching him play from the side.

Then, still in the form of a child, Zhang Feng stopped playing and followed his mentor and brothers back to the martial arts school to eat...

...

The next morning.

After getting up, Zhang Feng began to exercise and open his meridians.

But precisely because of the meridian opening, and the slightly unclear dream about the game yesterday.

Zhang Feng suddenly wanted to learn other medical knowledge.

Such as surgical procedures, more about herb identification, and so on.

To prevent future injuries when there are no family, friends, or doctors around.

Then, quick first-aid surgeries need to be appropriately learned.

Once he thought about it, Zhang Feng quickly turned on the computer and began searching online.

With his experience in learning meridians and understanding of the human body, Zhang Feng quickly found some real information.

Following that, Zhang Feng opened a medical school textbook.

Zhang Feng seemingly discovered a new world, a new sea of knowledge.

But this ocean was a bit hard to traverse.

However, under Zhang Feng’s associative learning, he managed to swim well for the time being.

Unknowingly, it was evening.

When Zhang Feng started his night run, he put on his headphones.

He was listening to the medical school’s written materials.

No need for illustrations.

Just by listening to the text description, Zhang Feng could locate the corresponding body parts.

At 8:30.

Running buddy Xiaoli saw Zhang Feng coming and curiously looked at him, "Brother Zhang, I remember you never listen to music while running."

"Mm." Zhang Feng relaxed his leg muscles while replying: "Running is easy anyway, so I can use this time to learn more things."

"Are you planning to be a singer?" Xiaoli joked, "What are you listening to? Is it upbeat? I love listening to DJs."

"It’s kind of upbeat." Zhang Feng hesitated, "But you won’t like it."

"I like all upbeat songs!" Xiaoli was curious about Zhang’s music taste and took out his phone: "Come on, send it to me! Let me judge!"

"Alright." Zhang Feng fiddled with his phone, "Uploaded it via WeChat."

"Let me see." Xiaoli opened the friend chat and was stunned when he saw the file name ’Chest Surgery’.

As he opened the file and heard actual explanations about chest surgery, Xiaoli was speechless, "You call this upbeat music?"

Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Opening the sternum, tearing muscle around the waist, isn’t that exciting?

How much more exciting do you want?"

"Alright..." Xiaoli shook his head, starting to run, and asked, "Brother Zhang, when did you start studying medicine?"

"A long time ago?" Zhang Feng wasn’t sure how to answer, so he just said a long time ago, probably back in his infant world decades ago, he started gaining some knowledge about herbs.

He was only seven years old then, and everyone was very young.

...

Three days later.

The martial arts school called for a gathering and officially opened.

On this day, Zhang Feng realized that the martial arts school was in ’trial operation’ before.

No wonder there weren’t many people; it was a closed beta.

But even after the official opening, Zhang Feng noticed that there were still not many people.

However, during the lunch gathering, the school owner said that many people had already registered, and it would pick up in the coming days.

Then, the owner again invited Zhang Feng to be a coach.

Zhang Feng refused once again.

...

"Master Zhang, consider it."

After the gathering.

The somewhat drunken owner stood outside the restaurant, inviting again.

"Maybe later." Zhang Feng refused again, "I am learning some medical books recently, once I finish these things, I’ll teach at the school."

Teaching can indeed provide different body structures to enhance understanding of the human body.

But Zhang Feng also has to open his body’s meridians in reality and learn new knowledge to prepare for various dangers in the adventure world.

Weighing the pros and cons, Zhang Feng still knew how to prioritize.

Thinking this through.

Zhang Feng bid farewell to the persistent school owner, "If someone causes trouble, just call me. If no one does, I’ll take my leave."

After speaking, Zhang Feng put on his headphones.

’Examine the wound, if the wound is shallow it usually doesn’t affect deeper tissues, if it’s deeper then...’

As he listened to the wound treatment explanation, Zhang Feng jogged away.

...

In the following days.

Nothing much happened.

Zhang Feng also began adjusting his mindset, preparing to face the next world.

However, during this period.

Zhang Feng also tried treading water in the large herbal bath.

In the end, Zhang Feng concluded that as long as he fully opened the Eight-Step meridians in his legs like in the Chef’s World, the water treading technique could be achieved in reality.

This feeling of bringing the adventure world into reality was amazing to Zhang Feng.

And on the sixth day.

Zhang Feng discovered something else.

After experiencing the 200-pound body of Chef Zhang, Zhang Feng felt his body was somewhat ’light’.

Specifically, in terms of microscopic control, it seemed to have advanced another step.

Of course, if he switched back to Chef Zhang, this ’microscopic’ control would revert.

After discovering this, Zhang Feng began to think and quickly reached a conclusion.

’Microscopic control, it should be a stable skill, and also one that doesn’t need deliberate comprehension.

As long as I experience a few more ’robust bodies’, this microscopic skill will naturally come, without focusing too hard on practicing it.’

Upon reaching this conclusion, Zhang Feng felt that many skills seem to be learned gradually through experience.

...

Unknowingly, after training for seven days.

Zhang Feng returned from his night run early and lay on the bed, looking at the countdown.