Chapter 91 Seniors! Pills have many functions. In addition to those that recover from injuries and provide temporary benefits, the most valued ones are those that assist in spiritual practice. The main functions of different elixirs are also different, such as making the true qi more condensed, regulating the meridians, strengthening the body and so on. However, these are not all the functions. During the practice stage, they can also slightly improve the practice efficiency or increase the progress of practice. Chen Mo's practice relied on adding points, but after taking the Life-Boosting Pill, there was no change in the allocable experience, indicating that the effect of the latter was eliminated. But correspondingly, the role of the former has been greatly strengthened, and it can even be said that it has directly replaced it. No matter how powerful those body-enhancing effects are, they cannot be stronger than innate talents. After all, the weakest level of talent is at least a spiritual vein like Hu Mingxuan's, and its effect cannot be compared to slightly strengthening some meridians. After reading the instructions, Chen Mo understood that by taking pills he could advance the progress bar, and when it was full he would randomly gain an innate talent. The progress bar does not necessarily have to be pushed by pills, those external ointments that improve physical fitness can also be useful. As for the specific efficiency, it is related to the final effect of the medicine, not the quantity.
Seeing this, Chen Mo sat down on the stairs, took out all the medicine bottles in the bag, and poured all the pills into his mouth. [Innate Talent (lv1) extraction progress: .] Each first-level pill can only advance the progress by about 3%, and this is because the quality of those distributed by the martial arts school is good. If it were some inferior products on the black market, it might not even reach that level. After roughly understanding the principle, Chen Mo focused his attention on the prize pool. The "lv1" logo means the quality of the prize pool. According to the instructions, every time a progress is accumulated to a certain level, you can randomly obtain a talent from the prize pool to increase the prize pool level. The higher the level, the higher the quality of the talent. There are only three innate talents in the current prize pool. Strengthen the arm's spiritual veins, strengthen the arm's spiritual bones and sharpen the sword's heart. The first two talents are for improving the arms, one focuses on the flow of true energy, and the other on the arm strength itself. Sharpening the Sword Heart is a state of mind talent for sword practitioners. "Is it such a coincidence?" Several talents are compatible with the Leaf-Piercing Blade that Chen Mo is currently practicing, or the incomplete Ink Sword Sutra. He felt that this was not a simple coincidence, but the prize pool itself was related to the bound skills. After all, they were both part of the panel. "Unfortunately, this batch of pills already includes the compensation for the previous year. I guess we can only send one or two more pills later." Chen Mo hopes to draw a lottery at least once before the big exam. After all, at the same level, the difference between having innate talent and not having innate talent is huge. As he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt something in his heart. He looked up and saw Lu Ling staring at him in amazement. "You just ate all these pills at once?" ".Uh, I was ignorant, I was just eating for fun." Chen Mo couldn't explain it either. A normal person would have to take more than a dozen pills, at least one or two months in sequence, to maximize the digestion of the medicine. Lu Ling felt that he could understand this sentence, but not completely. What do you mean by eating for fun? Who is so kind as to eat this for fun?
That's a pill! Normally, there are only a dozen of them in the entire martial arts school career. How can you swallow them all in one go? "Hurry up and practice, try to digest as much as possible, my god, this is all in vain." Lu Ling rarely showed such a resentful state, which showed that he was really in pain. Chen Mo walked to the bottom of the stairs and patted him on the shoulder: "Not at all, not at all. It's not a waste at all." He certainly won't waste it. No matter how many times he eats, the effects of these pills will be accumulated in the progress bar. When he draws out his innate talent, that's when he'll be rewarded. The problem is "If I want more pills, where should I get them?" Hearing this question, Lu Ling could only scratch his head: "I don't know, these things are strictly controlled, at least it's hard to get them through legal channels." Seeing that Chen Mo seemed a little disappointed, he quickly added: "But as long as you are admitted to the martial arts academy, you will have a lot of resources to take." This is certainly true, and many people would emphasize that a martial arts academy is not a school. There, unlike in a martial arts school, where there is someone to take care of everything and supplies are distributed directly. If you want more supplies, you can apply for some tasks. For example, being the chief instructor in the inner courtyard of a martial arts school is a typical task. The rewards are relatively high, but the process is also very long. Although you can't get benefits for free in the martial arts academy, the advantage is that as long as you are willing to work hard, it is easy to obtain more resources. Unlike now, there is nowhere to go even if you want to get them. Chen Mo clicked his tongue. "But I wanted it before the big exam, so that I can increase my chances of getting into a top martial arts academy, right?" The stronger the martial arts academy, the more resources it has. This goes without saying. Lu Ling shrugged: "It doesn't matter. We are all the same." Perhaps, students in ordinary classes have their own ideas. Some of them just want to get into a third-rate martial arts academy and then try to practice. If they don’t make a name for themselves after a few years, it won’t be difficult to find a job. Some people are more ambitious and want to go further on the road to transcendence, so they need to be admitted to a first- or second-rate martial arts academy. But in the inner courtyard, everyone has the same goal, which is to become a top martial arts academy. Lu Ling thought that Chen Mo just wanted to get more pills to improve himself, but in his opinion, it didn’t matter, because everyone was given the same quota anyway. "Okay, stop talking nonsense and go practice your exercises to digest the effects of the medicine." He urged. Chen Mo nodded: "Thank you." As lazily as usual, he walked towards the door that would not open, and then went into the school hospital. "Stop! I found your weakness!" Qin Hu interrupted Chen Mo's teaching with sweat all over his forehead, and said in one breath without any pause, "The theory you just mentioned was proposed by Professor Zhao Jinliang thirteen years ago, not twelve years ago!" Chen Mo was stunned for a moment: "Oh, it's true, I remember now, the information I read was from last year." Hearing the other party admit his mistake, Qin Hu felt relieved. After more than a week of entanglement and hundreds of confrontations, he finally succeeded in interrupting Chen Mo's chatter and won in terms of content. "Okay, Dr. Qin, you are awesome. I will reward you with half an hour of rest today. I'm leaving now."
Chen Mo didn't bother to continue pestering. He packed up his things, stood up and prepared to leave. After Qin Hu won once, his mentality was completely different, and he even felt a little unsatisfied: "Come again in the afternoon." Chen Mo waved his hand: "It depends on the situation." Qin Hu was stunned for a moment. In the adult world, there was no immediate agreement but a rejection. He felt like this guy seemed a little changed. His feeling was right, but not entirely. What changed was not Chen Mo, but the panel. [Listener identity tag: Senior.] (End of this chapter)