Chapter 5: That must be the world's fault!
Chapter 5: That must be the world's fault!
Although Hisana really wanted to continue to gain sympathy and stay, she was also aware of her own limitations. If the other party really didn't want her, she couldn't just keep pestering them. After all, she was an unregistered resident, and if a conflict broke out and the Grim Reaper found out, she would be sent back to the Hōjō.
But if I go out now, I might be able to get a bowl of noodles for free!
After hesitating for a moment, Hishi made a decision.
Rather than whether I can find a job, it's safer to eat first.
She first ruffled her hair to make herself look like she had just woken up from a coma and was exhausted, then took a deep breath, pushed open the guest room door, and staggered toward the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Shen Yi quickly finished a bowl of noodles, but still felt a little hungry, so he made another bowl.
[Death God]: Wait, why is this "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" so easy to get hungry?
[The Legend of the Condor Heroes]: No, I did eat a little more than usual when I was training.
[Harry Potter]: Yeah, I've been cultivating for a while now and I don't feel hungry at all. Apart from cultivating a little bit of internal energy, I don't feel anything else.
[Resident Evil]: By the way, you're a spirit now, right? Why can you cultivate internal energy?
[Death God]: Ah, this...
Shen Yi was stunned.
Yes, why? Because he's in spirit form now.
As we all know, the whole, the Grim Reaper, the Hollow, no matter what they are called, are all essentially souls. And internal energy, in theory, should be the cultivation of qi and blood power—where does a soul body get qi and blood?
How did he train?
What are those things inside his body?
"that……"
Just as I was starting to have some doubts about life, a timid voice suddenly came from behind me.
Shen Yi turned his head and saw Fei Zhen standing at the kitchen door, one hand holding the door frame and the other hand pressing her forehead, her body swaying as if she would fall at any moment.
"Awake? Would you like something to eat?"
Shen Yi scooped the noodles out of the pot, put them in a clean bowl, and handed it to Fei Zhen.
"I... I wanted to see if I could help."
Hisana was still thinking about her "servant" job and wanted to show off, but just as she finished speaking, her stomach growled at just the right moment.
Fei Zhen's face flushed red. This time, it wasn't an act; she was genuinely a little embarrassed.
"Let's eat noodles first."
Shen Yi scooped himself another bowl and sat down at the table to slurp it down.
Feizhen sat carefully opposite Shen Yi, taking small bites of her bowl of noodles and trying hard to resist the urge to wolf it down.
Although he transmigrated to the Soul Society, a world with an island-style art style, Shen Yi had no intention of torturing himself. Once he had money, he would get a set of tables and chairs and make him eat on his knees, which would be worse than killing him.
"Can you cook?"
Fei Zhen secretly glanced up, only to find that Shen Yi had already finished his noodles. She quickly lowered her head, but then realized what was happening and hurriedly said, "Yes!"
"Then you can stay here with me for now."
Shen Yi put down the bowl, wiped his mouth, and said, "I'm too busy to handle everything by myself. You can cook and clean for me, and I'll provide you with room and board."
"Is it really possible?"
Feizhen was somewhat excited. Although this was exactly the result she wanted, she hadn't expected it to go so smoothly. After all, she had tried asking other people for a job before, but they had all refused.
"I will do my best."
She stood up, bowed to Shen Yi, and said, "Please take care of me."
"Alright, alright, stop making it so formal."
Shen Yi waved his hand, "Oh right, I'll be eating later, so cook more. Wash the dishes, I'm going to continue my cultivation."
He hadn't originally planned to take in Fei Zhen, since he was doing quite well on his own. But his training just now made him realize that he really needed someone, so that he wouldn't be too busy to cook when he was hungry.
Although he didn't know why he was able to cultivate internal energy, he felt that he had become much stronger after only cultivating for a short time, so he planned to continue his efforts.
Still want to eat?
Feizhen blinked, looked at her half-eaten noodles, and then at Shen Yi's clean and large bowl. Why did she feel that Shen Yi was the one who had been starving for several days?
Shen Yi ignored her and returned to his bedroom to continue practicing his cultivation technique.
Although it sounds awkward for a soul to cultivate internal energy, it's better to be able to do it than not. Even if you can't be the king of Soul Society, at least you can be the king of Rukongai, right?
With the experience gained from previous training, the flow of internal energy was smoother this time.
If the first time you practiced was like digging a small ditch in a dry riverbed, then this time it's like drawing water again from a riverbed that already has water flowing through it. The internal energy runs along the previous path, and the speed is significantly faster.
A warm sensation rose again, spreading outward from the dantian and flowing along the meridians to the limbs and bones.
Shen Yi could clearly feel that with each cycle of internal energy circulation, the internal energy within his body would become more concentrated, and his physical strength would also increase slightly.
But at the same time, the feeling of hunger came even faster. Shen Yi had only circulated his energy for three cycles when his stomach started growling again.
[Death]: Wait, something's not right, I'm hungry again!
At this rate of starvation, I might end up penniless and never even become a third-rate master.
[Resident Evil]: Is it because you are a spirit?
Shen Yi from the Resident Evil world speculated, after all, the idea of a soul cultivating internal energy just didn't sound right.
[Mechanical Era]: I can try to answer this question.
It turns out he had just written down the "Yi Jin Duan Gu Pian" and asked White and the others to help analyze it.
As a believer in science, Shen Yi from the Mechanical Era world felt that even with over a decade of cultivation experience, it was still no match for artificial intelligence. At the very least, White and the others could explain things to him in a more accessible way, making his cultivation process easier.
After initial analysis by White and her colleagues, they concluded that internal energy cultivation methods are essentially a method for developing the human body's potential.
Shen Yi's group: ...
What kind of nonsense is this? Anyone would know that.
If internal energy cultivation isn't about tapping into the body's own potential, does it mean it can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?
Does that mean I'm cultivating immortality?
[The Mechanical Era]: This is the key point!
It's important to know that meridians don't actually exist in reality—at least they can't be observed by current technology.
But here's the problem: both rely on meridian cultivation, but people in the martial arts world can only leap across rooftops and injure people by plucking leaves, while in the immortal world, they can take someone's head from thousands of miles away and even cultivate to become immortals and live forever.
To put it simply, if the Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai were to travel to a world of immortals and heroes, with his talent, he would at least be able to become a master, if not break through the void.
So here's the question: if Dugu Qiubai is so "weak" in the martial arts world, it can't be his fault, right?
That must be the world's fault!
[Bleach]: I understand! The energy within me isn't actually internal force, but spiritual pressure!
Shen Yi from the world of Bleach suddenly realized that the souls in the world of Bleach are actually very magical beings. Rather than saying they are souls, it would be more accurate to say that they are humans living in another dimension, very similar to ordinary humans. They bleed when injured, and even if they lose a hand, they can never heal themselves.
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