My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 415 - 280: Choosing Who

Chapter 415: Chapter 280: Choosing Who

"Hmm... so that’s how it is... it can also be done this way..."

Yan Weiwei nodded repeatedly as she read, looking utterly fascinated.

Although the material seemed esoteric, with its 14 meridians, 108 acupoints, 9 postures, and 12 breathing rhythms...

It looked incredibly daunting.

But once Yan, the academic underachiever, gritted her teeth and continued reading, she suddenly discovered...

Eh!? These are topics she was familiar with!

It was as if the college entrance exam was filled with questions she had already solved, and the examiner was like a relative, providing a pleasant surprise.

On the other hand, Fan Shigang’s journey went from "treasuring it like a rare find" to "a face full of confusion," to "scratching his head desperately," and finally looking around to see if he could find a helpful classmate...

For Yan Weiwei, the feeling of the exam paper treading on things she knew was unsurprising to Meng Lang.

Because she had tailor-made it for herself!

The bell ringer must be the one to untie the bell.

Life experience once again proved that if one can’t solve a problem, they should look for the person who presented the problem!

Compared to himself, who had advanced through drug enhancement, Yan Weiwei knew best how to train herself.

This was, after all, a "personalized training" made by "another Yan Weiwei" for "this Yan Weiwei."

Of course, this would not have been possible without the dedicated assistance of Lead Scientist Lin Xiaoyu.

As the developer of the overclocking drug, she held the most comprehensive human experiment data, including that of herself, the skill controller.

She laid the scientific theoretical foundation and wrote the initial teaching materials.

Then Yan Weiwei made the language easily understandable and accessible, and with her practical experience, improved the training materials several times, constantly refining them.

After nearly 25 years, the Overclocking Scripture V1.0 was finally completed.

Simply put, this training manual is the result of finding the most suitable NPC in the last installment, along with the fruits of Lin Xiaoyu’s "scientific use of drugs."

Although Yan Weiwei, the author of the manual, had not mastered it herself...

Nevertheless, it is comparable to the legendary Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill, which supposedly has thirteen levels but has never been mastered by anyone.

Even though its creators never mastered it, it’s still recognized as a top-tier skill.

The Overclocking Scripture V1.0 is similar; albeit imperfect, it’s far from useless.

Yan Weiwei might not have fully mastered it, but she still made significant progress thanks to it...

And its real value actually... lies in combination with the "overclocking drug"!

One is applied externally, the other taken internally.

If the Overclocking Scripture is seen as a set of techniques, then the "overclocking drug" is like the mental cultivation method.

Combined, the chances of achieving greatness greatly increase!

The "Ancient Martial Artists vs. Zombies" plan didn’t succeed in the last installment, but it wasn’t a complete failure either.

At least one person, through a combination of the two, eventually got a preliminary grip on the "brain overclocking" skill...

Turning around, he saw the young girl peeking around Yan Weiwei with a very curious look.

A glint of amusement flickered in Meng Lang’s eyes.

"What? Xiao Yu, do you want to learn too?"

"Hehe! Uncle, what are you showing to Sister Weiwei and the others? Did you write it? It looks so profound."

Haitang looked over with curiosity as well.

"Well... I printed a few extra copies, here you go. Would you like one too, Lawyer Lin? Here, take it. It can be a distraction during the long journey."

Then, Fan Shigang watched Meng Lang with a weird expression as he took out two identical sets of materials from his bag like he was running a clearance sale...

What’s he doing?

Fan Shigang couldn’t help but feel twitchy.

Is it really okay to distribute a "Divine Skill Manual" like handing out flyers?

He looked down at the "manual" bound into a book in his hands, and the absurdities only grew.

The cover was just a blank slate, with only the words "Overclocking Scripture" printed vertically in large-sized Song font, followed by a smaller "V1.0"...

It seemed to have been rushed, even the staples were misaligned...

Hey! This is supposed to be a Divine Skill Manual that could wreak havoc in martial arts circles if thrown into the mix.

Would a proper, dignified cover be too much to ask for?

What’s with this vibe of wholesale-priced Divine Skills going for ten bucks a pop?

Yet looking at Master Yan’s serious and solemn demeanor, this "manual" doesn’t seem like a fake...

Could it be... that my understanding is too low?

After all, they say the manual is designed for a "once in a millennium" genius...

Does that mean that to understand it, one needs to at least be a "once in a century" genius?

That’s awkward!

My foundational attributes are not up to par!

But then again, if it were so easy for anyone to master, wouldn’t the world be full of people proficient in Dark Energy, making it as common as dogs?

Yes, that must be it!

I must be too greedy. My master always warned me not to be too eager for quick success in martial arts and to proceed according to my capabilities. This must be a Divine Skill Manual that requires a lifetime to study to achieve any success!

Fan Shigang reflected for a while, then, with a heart full of sincerity, bent over and began his studious examination again...

Seeing the four of them immersed in their studies, Meng Lang smiled and took out a bag of potato chips, crunching away.

This stuff is too difficult to learn, virtually worthless to ordinary people.

Even if leaked out, most would probably consider it one of the myriad so-called "Qigong" styles on the internet, thus its brilliance would remain unrecognized.

It’s just a question of whether, like the Stone Records, its value would only be recognized and celebrated by posterity after the author’s death...