Chapter 21 Blood
Xiaoyi's computing ability is unquestionable, and the unknown changes through time and space have created it into an unheard-of nine-ring arcane weapon, comparable to a supercomputer.
Only limited by Duke's own knowledge, Xiaoyi's database is pitifully small.
Without enough big data, computing power alone is useless.
but.
As Duke continues to collect information from the outside world, Xiaoyi's database will skyrocket sooner or later, and then Xiaoyi's terrifying computing power will be truly reflected.
Late at night.
Duke took a shower and greeted: "Xiaoyi, I'm asleep, you continue to hang up "Field Meditation", if you have extra computing power, continue to improve Shaying."
"Good master, have a good dream."
…
Snake Town in June has entered the hot summer.
Duke, who got up early, didn’t go to buy steamed buns for breakfast. Instead, he ran a long way to buy a famous local “broken soup” from an early morning shop in an alley.
In the ingredients of the shredded soup, a powder made by grinding 0 ring spirit insects is used.
This kind of 0-ring spirit insect is called a thin-striped inchworm.
Hence the name broken strip soup.
As soon as he bought the broken strip soup and sat down to start eating, he saw an acquaintance pushing over with a bowl of broken strip soup. Seeing Little Duke, the other party obviously frowned.
It's just that the surrounding tables and chairs are already full, so he can only sit over.
"Ah, good morning, Boss Best." Duke raised his head and showed a bright smile.
"Hehe." Best had a half-smile smile on his face, and taunted, "Isn't this the owner of Duke who just opened a card repair shop empty-handed? How is your card repair technology learning recently? If you have any questions you don't understand, you can come and ask me for advice. After all, you are also my apprentice, so it's no problem to teach you."
"I don't want to bother you, after all, I heard that your business is not doing well recently, and I am worried."
"It doesn't matter if the business is good or bad for a while, you can only make money if you do it for a long time. I told you little Duke, don't be complacent, I don't believe you can keep doing this, and you can persevere!"
Judging from Best's tone, he was obviously not convinced by Duke's move.
It is determined that Duke's move is to lose money and make money.
Duke felt blessed immediately, quickly put away his smile, and put on a nonchalant tone: "Although my store is suffering a bit for the time being, if I can get you out, it's a victory!"
"Hehe, it's not certain who will survive!"
"Then wait and see."
"Don't cry, kid!"
The two stared at each other, stopped talking, and each focused on dealing with the broken soup in their bowls.
After eating and drinking enough, Duke ignored Best and paid the money to leave. On the way, he looked back at Best, who was still drinking soup, and felt an inexplicable pleasure in his heart.
"I hope Best will have some ambition and continue to fight against me, so that when his store closes down, he will lose even more!"
He just wanted to provoke Best, making Best mistakenly think that the life of the little Sam Shuka shop is not good, and let Best have the idea of gritting his teeth and persisting for a while, and the little Sam Shuka shop can be closed down. In this way, the longer Best's repair card store lasts, the more miserable Best's losses will be.
Killing the chicken also scares the monkey.
Let people who want to enter the market to open a card repair shop can also weigh in, whether it is worth it or not.
In short.
There can only be one card repair shop here on the Second Vertical Street, and that is Duke's Little Sam Repair Card Shop.
This allowed his card repairing skills to continue to accumulate.
What is lacking is the transformation of spiritual liquid into energy lines in the spiritual sea. At that time, the control of spiritual power will be greatly increased, and the spiritual card can be repaired.
"Stop on the way and get a card repairer certificate."
Life is on the right track, and Duke is very satisfied with the present. Traveling to become a low-level apprentice in the extraordinary world does not limit his pursuit of power.
Study Lingka so comfortably until evening.
"Boss, I'm going back." Sally sorted out today's accounts and said goodbye to Duke.
"Um."
The door of the store was locked, and Duke, with a newly bought book in his arms, went back to the residence transformed from a warehouse, and continued to learn knowledge step by step.
"Xiao Yi, how is the hang-up progress of "Field Meditation Method"?"
"Reporting to the master, Xiaoyi has been able to transfer 85% of the computing power to maintain the practice of "Field Meditation", saving 15% of the computing power to improve Shaying."
"I've been practicing these days, what's the comparison between "Field Meditation Method" and "White Paper Meditation Method"?"
"The absorption speed of "Field Meditation" is about 10% higher than that of "White Paper Meditation", and the coagulation efficiency of psychic liquid is more than 7.5%...According to Xiaoyi's cultivation experience of "Field Meditation", the effect of this meditation method has not been fully utilized. The lacking part may be a problem of comprehension."
"Savvy..."
Duke put down his books and pondered secretly.
At the beginning, Wei Gang's assistant introduced that "Field Meditation Method" is suitable for geniuses with high comprehension. Spirituality is never a rigid force, but full of agility, and "Field Meditation Method" starts from the agility of spirituality, seeks to fit with spiritual power, so as to improve the effect of meditation.
After a while, he made a decision: ""Field Meditation" is named after "Field", and I need to go to the field to find comprehension. I will take time to go to the field to see if I can make up for this deficiency."
Xiaoyi is an artificial intelligence with powerful computing power, but his understanding is hard to say.
There are some things that he has to deal with himself.
Dang Dang Dang.
Suddenly there was a knock on the back door of the warehouse.
Duke immediately got up and came to the door, and asked aloud, "Who is it?"
"It's me." A weak voice sounded from outside the door, "Ronnie."
"Mr. Ronnie? Is there something going on so late?" Duke didn't open the door.
Ronnie replied intermittently in a weak voice: "I'm injured and need your help, Boss Duke...Don't worry, I won't...help for nothing, I...pay you enough...Golden Dragon."
Although he didn't want to cause trouble, Ronnie was already at the door.
Duke was ready to take out a ring of the Arcane Sand Eagle at any time, waited for a while, and found no movement outside, and no one was chasing Ronnie, and then opened the door.
Ronnie stumbled in, wearing a dark trench coat.
As soon as he entered the door, he fell to the ground, and at the same time, a package in his arms fell down and rolled on the ground.
"Mr. Ronnie!" Duke closed the door, crouched down cautiously, and checked Ronnie's injuries.
After this inspection, it was discovered that Ronnie's windbreaker was full of blood, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he was lying on the ground panting intermittently.
"Water..." Ronnie was about to fall into a coma.
Duke quickly brought a glass of cold boiled water, and fed Ronnie to drink it bit by bit.
After drinking water, Ronnie regained a little sobriety, looked at Duke weakly, and said, "Is there...do you have a treatment card..."
"No."
"I'm dying...help me..."
(end of this chapter)