Mystery Makes Me Strong

After returning home, Wen Rensheng found Wu Liansong and his father Wen Rende who had just transplanted the alien species.

On the way home in the car, he remembered that after his father lost the alien species, he still retained the "mysterious resistance" skill. If so, the recovery must be very fast.

After the previous events, he already understands why Wen Rende also has this mysterious resistance, because prophecy is already easy to be backlashed by fate, so this skill is a must for aliens in their field prepared skills.

In fact, he should have thought of this earlier, after all, his mysterious resistance can resist Wei Yiqing's power of bad luck.

Of course, the reason why the immortal on Wei Yiqing's body was staring at him was not just because of his mysterious resistance.

After thinking about this, he called Zhao Han over again.

Two big and one small, standing in a row in front of him, like elementary school students.

"Okay, you should know the reason why I called you here." He put his hands behind his back and said in the tone of class.

"Teacher, I don't know." Zhao Han raised his hand.

"Well, I called you here to give you a private class on 'mysterious resistance'. Both of them have learned it before, but you are learning it for the first time." Wen Rensheng said to himself.

"This skill is very dangerous to learn, and it's very slow. It's all honed over time," Wen Rende said subconsciously, glanced at Zhao Han, and said worriedly, "Zhao Han is too young, it's better not to learn it yet. .”

Wu Liansong frowned, nodded and said, "That's right, I also learned this skill after I became an expert...a long time later. The same practice principle as the mysterious defense technique is to increase defense by injuring oneself. However, the defense technique It’s just a physical improvement, and this mysterious resistance involves more things, so the damage to be suffered is also mysterious and dangerous.”

"That's right, the beginner's practice is to sleep for a month in a cemetery that is sure to have weirdness, and practice courage first." Wen Rende said with some fear.

From this point of view, when Wei Yiqing taught herself, she was quite relaxed.

Although the food is a bit unpalatable, it is worry-free to improve.

Wen Rensheng thought to himself.

And at this time, Zhao Han's face was already pale, sleeping in the cemetery for a month?

She raised her hand again and asked, "Can you bring someone with you?"

"Of course not, he must be alone." Wen Rende shook his head and said.

"Then teacher, let me wait until I become an expert." Zhao Han begged weakly.

Wen Rensheng's eyes turned cold, and he asked, "Haven't you heard a word?"

"What words?"

"True warriors dare to face the dripping blood and face up to the bleak life. But fate, its hands will only lift the real warriors to heaven, but throw the cowards into hell."

University academic start.

Zhao Han was stunned when he heard this, and for a moment, he felt that his whole body and mind had been completely cleansed. Those emotions of cowardice, humbleness, laziness, and self-satisfaction have all disappeared, leaving only the mood of going forward bravely, regardless of one's own safety, and being brave and diligent...

Wu Liansong's eyes were a little blurred, was the other party hinting at himself?

As long as you have the courage to face the cruel fate, you can finally get the ending in heaven.

Well, that's right, it should be like this, I must not bow to fate, but I must hold the throat of fate, let life bloom the brightest brilliance, and let my daughter be happy.

Wen Rende raised his head slightly, yes, his son must be praising him.

If it hadn't been for all the hard work and courage, no, drinking...then there would be no turning around today and reaching the peak again.

And this time, it was much better than ten years ago, because he had a talented and powerful backing, unlike before, he was just a sad prophet, who actually didn't have the ability to really change his destiny.

After a while, Zhao Han said firmly: "Understood, teacher, no matter how many traps lie ahead, I will bravely step into them."

"Well, it seems that you don't understand at all. When facing the dripping blood, you must find a way to fight it, and don't let yourself become a part of the blood." Wen Rensheng could only continue to explain.

Zhao Han suddenly realized: "Oh, then I finally understand, when will I go to the cemetery?"

"I don't need to go to the cemetery for the time being, I have some better ways."

Wen Rensheng said so.

Then he began to teach the three of them, of course, talking about some of his methods of improving mysterious resistance.

What Old Wu said was actually correct, the improvement of mystic resistance was also achieved through various means of harming oneself.

For example, Wen Rensheng's promotion method is to destroy his own stomach...

Let Teacher Wei make more breakfast tomorrow, and let Zhao Han get used to it first.

In fact, other people have similar methods, such as drinking a poison with a mysterious damage effect. If you resist the past, you can increase it a little. If you can't resist it, you will never need to increase it.

But Wen Rensheng also has some unique skills, that is, by completing a large number of mysterious events activated by the mysterious seed, he can also slowly increase his mysterious resistance.

This is another hidden benefit that the mysterious seed gave him.

The mysterious events recognized by the Mysterious Seed must have some kind of novel and mysterious composition, rather than repeated events.

The reason why others cannot use this method to improve is because it is difficult to judge whether those events will be effective, the efficiency is too low, and it is not as convenient as other methods.

After all, many events are ever-changing on the surface, but in fact they are all the same inside, which cannot improve anything.

Of course Wen Rensheng wouldn't say this skill, but if something like this happens again, the three of them can do it.

After finishing the small stove, Wen Rensheng asked the three of them to go back to study separately.

Wen Rende returned to the room alone, feeling full of energy.

He felt that his mind was clear just now, and his thinking was even more active than when he was 18 years old.

You can't live up to Master Ding's heterogeneous inheritance... and you can't live up to your son's hard work.

Although he made some auxiliary prophecies before, it didn't really save his son much effort.

But it's different now, he has a complete alien species, which will definitely save his son's strength a lot.

Make another prophecy now to see how you can help your son progress faster.

He turned on his computer and logged into the Shenzhou Qiankun system.

A white kitten jumped out.

"Smart and handsome Toku-sama, you are also very happy today."

This is not artificial intelligence, just a simple pet program.

But after he activates the xenomorph, the white kitten will come to life.

As for why his prophecy-type alien is bound to a program, he can only say that the mysterious world is unpredictable, just like football, anything can happen.

Then he activated his own alien species and began to ask questions:

"How can I improve my son's strength faster?"

"Smart and handsome Master De, as long as you eat and sleep at home and don't run around, your son's strength will improve faster."

"That's right, it seems that I'm still very useful... Wait, are you saying that I've always been a hindrance?" Wen Rende didn't realize it until he was halfway through speaking.

"That's the truth. Prophecies can only be wrong, not lies." The white cat spread his hands.

"Is there any other good way? I have to start with a positive effect." Wen Rende said distressedly.

"Of course there is a way." The white cat replied happily.

"Then tell me quickly."

"Cooking, laundry, mopping the floor, watering the flowers, cleaning..."

"Understood, I'm going to cook now."