hotmtlnovel Chapter 17: Does this count as Coach Yuan's role?
Chapter 17: Does this count as Coach Yuan's role?
Seventh Base, Third Underground Level, Special Training Room
Li Fulan lay on a strangely shaped recliner, her body wrapped in a dense network of cables.
This recliner was created by Professor Yuan and his team after seven consecutive sleepless nights. It looks like a hybrid of a dental clinic treatment chair and a massage bed.
The chair back is inlaid with hundreds of micro-vibration elements, each of which can independently control the frequency and intensity, and their arrangement corresponds exactly to the twenty-three meridian routes marked in "Quantum Meditation Method".
"The principle is very simple."
Professor Yuan stood to the side, holding a remote control-like device in his hand, looking quite smug.
"When you practice on your own, you rely entirely on your mind to guide the Qi along the meridians, right? But the problem is that beginners can't find the right path at all. It's like driving with your eyes closed; you never know which ditch you'll end up in."
"This machine is like installing a navigation system for you."
He pressed a button on the remote control.
A slight tingling sensation suddenly came from a certain spot on Li Fulan's back, as if a feather was tickling under her skin.
The tingling sensation wasn't random; it traveled along a specific route, slowly ascending from the lumbar spine, passing through the spine, climbing to the back of the head, and then sliding down the top of the head to the center of the forehead.
"You felt it, didn't you?" Professor Yuan's eyes shone brightly. "This is the standard route of 'ascending the Ren meridian.' The machine will use micro-vibrations to stimulate the nerve endings at the corresponding locations, causing your body to automatically generate 'qi sensation.' Then you just need to follow this sensation."
"It's like..." Li Fulan pondered for a moment, "like having a highway drawn inside my body, and even streetlights installed?"
"That's pretty much the gist of it!" Professor Yuan slapped his thigh. "Brilliant! No wonder you're a seasoned veteran with nine reincarnations; your mind works much faster than the average person's!"
Lin An, who was standing next to him, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. He watched this scene and his lips twitched slightly.
"Mr. Yuan, I have a question."
"What?"
"Would you consider this... Coach Yuan?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire training room fell silent for about three seconds.
Li Fulan almost lost her composure, lying on the chair with her shoulders shaking.
Professor Yuan's face darkened.
He turned his head and stared intently at Lin An with his bloodshot eyes, as if he were looking at a freshly excreted pile of shit.
"Lin An".
"arrive."
"Have you been having too much free time lately?"
"No, I'm very busy with work."
"Then where do you find the time to come up with such corny, overused jokes?"
Professor Yuan was so angry his beard bristled. "I spent seven sleepless nights creating this high-tech training aid, and you turned it into a cram school with just a few words?"
"I just said it offhand..."
"Just a casual remark, my foot!" Professor Yuan grabbed the notebook next to him, ready to throw it at him. "Get out! Don't interfere with my experiment!"
Lin An swiftly dodged to the door, a smug smile still on his face.
"Mr. Yuan, please calm down. I was wrong, okay? You need to be careful with your blood pressure."
"You're the reason my blood pressure went up!"
Li Fulan lay on the chair watching the two bicker, and for once felt quite relaxed.
Once Professor Yuan's anger had subsided, Lin An came back in, much more behaving himself this time.
"Seriously, Mr. Yuan, if this machine proves effective, what's the next step in promoting it?"
Professor Yuan snorted, seemingly having calmed down, and pulled up a chair to sit down.
"Let's start by pushing it within the military."
He counted on his fingers, "Special forces are the priority, followed by elite soldiers from the major military regions. These people are physically fit, highly obedient, and have a strong sense of secrecy. If anything goes wrong, they're easier to control."
"Once the army gets back on track here, we'll find those people in the second wave..."
He paused, then carefully chose his words.
"Find people with a foundation."
"You have a foundation?" Lin An raised an eyebrow. "What foundation?"
"The foundation of Qigong, or rather... the foundation of metaphysics."
Professor Yuan's expression was somewhat subtle, like a materialist acknowledging something he had once scorned.
"When we were analyzing the data these past few days, we discovered an interesting phenomenon. Among those 36 special forces members, two had practiced Qigong, and one had learned meditation from an old Taoist priest since childhood."
"These three people learned the basics almost three times faster than the others."
"The reason is simple: their bodies have already developed a certain 'memory.' Although what they practiced before may not have been very formal, it at least made their nervous system less unfamiliar with this state of 'introspection.'"
Lin An nodded thoughtfully: "So, the next step is to find a Taoist priest?"
"It's not just Taoist priests," Professor Yuan waved his hand, "Monks, nuns, yoga instructors, Tai Chi masters... anyone who has seriously practiced internal energy cultivation can give it a try."
"Of course, there has to be a background check first," he added, "to prevent any charlatans or swindlers from getting in."
Lin An responded and took out his phone to start recording.
At this moment, Professor Yuan's expression suddenly became serious.
"There's one more thing."
He looked at Li Fulan, who was lying on the chair, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"About your family."
Li Fulan's heart skipped a beat.
"My family? My parents?"
"right."
Professor Yuan stood up, walked to the huge electronic screen on the wall, and pulled up a document.
"In the past few days, while analyzing the data you brought back from Douluo Continent, we noticed a detail."
A text appeared on the screen, taken from the "Basic Soul Power Guiding Technique of the Spirit Hall".
"In Douluo Continent, martial spirits are inherited through bloodlines."
"Whatever your parents' martial soul is, your child will most likely also have a similar martial soul. Although there may be mutations, they generally won't deviate too far. For example, with your mushroom martial soul, according to the rules of Douluo Continent, at least one of your parents should have a bloodline related to plants or fungi."
Li Fulan frowned: "But my parents are just ordinary people. My dad is a factory worker, and my mom is a primary school teacher. They both lived honest and hardworking lives..."
"They're just ordinary people on Earth," Professor Yuan interrupted him, "but who knows what's hidden inside their bodies?"
"Think about it, you were born an ordinary person, but you were able to awaken your martial soul as soon as you arrived in Douluo Continent. Your martial soul is a mushroom. This thing can't just appear out of thin air. It must be some kind of potential that you originally carried in your bloodline."
"And where does your bloodline come from?"
"Given to you by your parents."
Li Fulan's breathing suddenly became rapid.
He had never thought about it in that way.
Through nine lifetimes of reincarnation, he was alone in each one, either dying young or tragically, never having the chance to properly think about "family".
This was the longest he had ever lived, and also the first time he had become involved with the country.
But his parents, those two ordinary people who farmed two acres of meager land in their hometown in Jiangxi, waiting for their son to come home for the Chinese New Year...
"If martial spirits are truly inherited through bloodlines..."
Professor Yuan's voice continued, carrying a scientist's unique, calm, almost cruel rationality.
"Those two seemingly ordinary Earthlings, Li Deming and Wang Xiufen, may also have some kind of 'Martial Soul Seed' hidden in their bodies."
"But in Earth's environment, where there is no soul power, this seed will never have a chance to sprout."
"But if..."
His eyes lit up.
"What if we let them practice the Quantum Meditation Method as well?"
"What if we create an environment where the 'seeds' can germinate?"
"Could they also have the potential to awaken?"
"Furthermore, because you inherited it from them, your martial soul is a diluted version of the 'second generation' or even the 'third generation.' But since they are the source, wouldn't they be even stronger?"
The training room was silent for a full ten seconds.
Li Fulan lay on the chair, her mind a complete mess.
His father, who farms, gambles, and argues with neighbors back in his hometown, and his mother, who constantly nags him to find a partner...
Perhaps he is also a "chosen one"?
"No matter what, we need to confirm it first."
Lin An had already started walking outside, talking as he went.
"I'll lead a team to bring your parents to the base."
"Just say it's because of your job transfer and your workplace is organizing a medical check-up for your family. Don't scare the two elderly people."
"Once the person arrives, we'll do a full check-up."