Chapter Seventy: The Turtle's Exercise

  It's not easy being a graduate student who loves learning.

  Research requires time, experimentation requires funding, and both require energy. The final completed thesis may not necessarily receive the professor's praise, and receiving praise does not necessarily mean it will receive academic acclaim.

  Generally speaking, from the day they become graduate students, most students' fantasies about a glorious research career have officially come to an end.

  Everything seems to have become dull physical labor.

  Lu Fan hopes to make something of himself.

  Being accepted as a Ph.D. student under Professor Lang is his first step to rise, and writing an influential paper will be the first step towards success.

  Chen Yi's summary made his eyes light up.

  Lu Fan's eyesight is still good.

  Some papers, when you see the title and abstract, you know it's going to be successful - assuming the abstract doesn't overstate things.

  Chen Yi smiled and looked at Lu Fan's urgent gaze, sympathetically patted his shoulder and said: "I just have some thoughts, want to ask you."

  "This idea is good." Lu Fan immediately straightened his back and said, "Younger brother, aren't you going to major in archaeology? It has a future, but you have to be careful. Either study paleontology or geology, don't learn human anthropology, it's bitter, tiring, dirty, and not to mention disgusting."

  Chen Yi's expression remained calm as he said, "I've already enrolled in the Finance Academy."

  "What a pity." Lu Fan sighed and said, "Look at your abstract, don't waste it."

  "It won't be wasted." Chen Yi's eyes rolled around and he said, "Wait until I remember it again, then I'll finish it."

  He can wait, but Lu Fan cannot.

  Currently, doctoral students face the problem of choosing a topic from the beginning of their studies. If they really wait for their professor to assign them a topic, it will be impossible for them to spare time and energy to do other things within two or three years.

  An ordinary doctoral dissertation topic can't be compared with Chen Yi's found paper.

  Lu Fan took a deep breath and said with a pained expression: "Younger brother, why don't we try to tackle this problem together? I have some experience and can take charge of writing it up. You can help perfect the argument, and we can work on a major topic together. I guarantee that at least we'll get published in a top international journal, and you can be the second author."

  Experiments require theoretical support, and the theory must be a valuable and correct one. As for papers, the connection between them often determines their level. The reputation of the second author is already thick enough for students, let alone foreign journals.

  However, by the application standard of "Hai Yao", non-top journals are considered downgraded. Unfortunately, Lu Fan's standard is not up to this level.

  China may not have so many supercomputers for students to use.

  Chen Yiwang didn't care about the title of the paper, he shook his head lightly and said: "I'm actually just interested in it, I like to read about ancient biological excavations..."

  "Next time there's an excavation site, I'll definitely call you up." Lu Fan patted his chest with a loud thud.

  Chen Yi was finally satisfied, but still shamelessly hesitated for a long time and said: "Then wait for me to go back and consider it, and take out the outline again."

  Lu Fan couldn't help but nod his head, affirming: "That's great, I'll wait for you. Don't worry, although we don't have any fossils on us, we've been to the excavation site many times before, and when the time comes, I'll take you there, it will be very convenient."

  The two people finished their conversation, and the onlookers had long since dispersed.

  Chen Yi smiled and pulled up his little sister, then called out to Han Jie: "Let's go to my house for dinner together, we have to celebrate somehow."

  Han Jie was a bit unhappy with Kim Doo-na's appearance, but after receiving the invitation, she smiled and said, "Aunt, are you going home today?"

  "I gave her a call and heard you're coming back, so I must leave work early."

  "Han Jie quickly waved her hand and said, 'Don't bother, I'll make dinner.'"

  Little sister also nodded vigorously and said: "Sister Han's cooking is delicious, right?"

  She suddenly pounced on Han Jie's body.

  Stanik, who was about to leave, saw this scene with his busy thinking brain and almost short-circuited. The foreign handsome guy had a new understanding of the task that was smashed on his head - no wonder it's an A-class task, it's really difficult.

  Three people walked back home, Han Jie went to the small annex next door with ease. Chen Yi and his little sister naturally followed up to help out and called the family members back home for dinner.

  It was Chen Heng, his elder brother in the army, who also asked for leave and returned home.

  Since the college entrance examination, Chen's family has had a chance to turn over. Chen Hengcai, who is still a low-ranking officer, suddenly became busy, as if countless tasks fell from the sky, allowing him to show off.

  Watching the family's joyful scene, Chen's father was overjoyed and insisted on clinking glasses with his eldest son to drink, getting drunk before returning to sleep.

  Chen Yi narrowly escaped disaster, after dinner he sent Han Jie back home and then secretly went to the Kingdom of Saint Qiao to practice his physical skills.

  Back in the Kingdom of San Qiou, beside Timothy and the Holy Knights, stood a gentleman who looked like a noble.

  Around 30 years old, well-maintained. With a warm and elegant smile on his face, the upper body is wide and the lower body is narrow, with a natural and handsome aura - seeing which man has a natural sense of threat, it's almost this kind of aura.

  Chen Yi looked at the other party with a scrutinizing gaze, and the nobleman quickly lowered his head in submission, kneeling on one knee: "Master, I am Lanling, and I will do my best to serve you."

  Whether in action or tone, Lanling is dignified and elegant.

  If it were on Earth, this would be a standard Western-style building.

  Seeing the master still nodding, Timothy stepped forward and said: "Master Chen, the Earl of Lanling is one of the most famous nobles in the Kingdom of Saint Qiao. He has some unique skills in physical training."

  He finished speaking, and the Holy Knight also bowed and said: "Indeed, Master, if you don't object, let's try it out and see how it goes?"

  This Lang Ling is the most suitable helper he found in the capital. A traditional knight-errant, known for his good manners and indulgence in food, drink, prostitutes, and gambling. For half his life, the only thing he has worked hard on is cultivating a good appearance, thus dominating the pleasure quarters of the capital with his charm.

  In the ordinary world, an animal like Lanling would have been killed or at least lost a layer of skin if it had crashed into someone's hand. However, in order to satisfy the master's requirements, the Holy Knight-sama was making every effort to carry it with him.

  Time is pressing, who knows how much patience the master has.

  Of course, Lanning's training method had been carefully examined by him and several other Kingdom Knights. If he just waited for a while, Grindel would naturally come up with new methods based on this.

  Better effect and more suitable for overall planning of body techniques.

  As one of the Four Holy Knights, Grendel has every reason to be confident.

  After doing two sets of warm-ups, Lanling walked up and bowed his head, saying: "Master, my method is to simulate the generation of Dou Qi. You know that Dou Qi has the effect of reshaping the human body, but in order to cultivate Dou Qi, one must be a Kingdom Knight. So, before having Dou Qi, how can we achieve the effect of Dou Qi? It's actually quite simple."

  He said, stretching out two arms: "You see, the meridians of Qi in the body are actually consistent with our direction of movement. The special thing is that when Qi is calm, it maintains a warm and even appearance."

  He said, his arm flexed and extended, his knees also slowly curled up, his neck moved down and then up, the movement was very slow. According to him, it seemed like the flow of blood vessels.

  Chen Yi suddenly smiled.

  This appearance is really too much like a turtle stretching its head and limbs.

  Lanling didn't know why the master was smiling, and he continued to make movements with even more concentration. He said, "The fighting energy in the bodies of the Kingdom's knights is like this, constantly gathering in the heart and then dispersing throughout the body. Its characteristics are evenness, long duration, and low physical burden. With long-term practice, it can have the effect of shaping one's body with fighting energy."

  This is called turtle style.

  Chen Yi couldn't help but burst out laughing after hearing the name.

  After a while, he explained in his own way: "Does this count as low weight and high frequency exercise?"

  Lanling is the cool eighth brother among the silk fabrics, thinking that Chen Yi doesn't care about it, so he hurriedly said: "This method has another advantage, which can make the body more slender and the muscles more distinct. Moreover, maintaining physical health is not easy to get old, similar to the Kingdom Knights who have mastered the Dou Qi."

  He said, gesturing up and down with his hand.

  What is called "admiration" is actually streamlining.

  The muscle fibers of the human body were originally spindle-shaped, so half of them are just beautiful streamlines.

  Although Lanling's words were unclear, Chen Yi had already understood and asked: "How long will it take?"

  "Every 5 hours or so, it takes effect about 10 to 20 times."

  "It's been a while." He couldn't come to the Kingdom of San Chiao every day, although he had indeed been coming quite frequently recently.

  Additionally, whether doing turtle exercises would damage one's glorious image is also worth considering.

  "Sir Knight, we will continue to improve, Master."

  He now has 2,000 young people using various exercise methods and testing a physical skill that is not difficult at all.

  Chen Yi grunted and kicked out two large boxes from under his feet, saying: "This time I brought some bigger bottles."

  He said it was concentrated perfume.

  The monks released their categorized skills, and Lang Ling started moving on his own on the ground. His arms kept stretching upwards in a telescoping motion, towards all directions.

  His legs would occasionally lift up and down, but at a uniform frequency.

  Chen Yi didn't have the patience to wait for the masters to count all the papers, so he followed and started learning, only to find that the difficulty was even greater than it seemed.

  Only Lanling kept shouting outside the crystal screen: Please hurry up, Master; Please slow down, Master.

  Just half an hour had left Chen Yi somewhat exhausted.

  It's indeed not easy to be a good tortoise either.

  But with so many people watching, how could he give up lightly, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue.

  After extreme past, relax a bit.

  But an hour later, I felt difficult again.

  Then felt relaxed again.

  The physical training of the Kingdom of Sanqiao is, to a large extent, a process of constantly breaking through limits. The harsh survival environment on the Magical Continent has led them to particularly advocate for ascetic monk-style training - whether it's the method of the Holy Knights or the way of Lanling, they all belong to long-term, uninterrupted high-intensity exercise, which not only exhausts the muscles but also fatigues the spirit.

  Luckily they have various potions to replenish them, no wonder they have various potions to replenish them.

  Another two hours have passed, Chen Yi only feels that his whole brain is dizzy, and now he finds that Lanling's practice seems to be even more painful.

  He suppressed his groans and said: "Lanling, is this how you usually train?"

  "That's right." The Earl of Lanling made the same action, seemingly also not relaxed.

  "Is it worth it just for a girl?"

  "It's absolutely worth it." The Earl of Lanling said with a sincere face.

  The Holy Knight coughed twice.

  Chen Yi smiled and suddenly felt that exercising seemed easier. He couldn't help but let out a breath, apparently he had broken through his limits once again.

  One night, I broke through the limits several times. If it weren't for the "Naked Body God Oil" applied, who knows how many injuries I would have suffered.

  Another set of turtle exercises was done, and Lanling slowly stopped contracting, smiling: "Master, today's exercise is enough."

  "Oh." Chen Yi panted heavily and stopped to lean against the door for support.

  Suddenly, the crystal screen quietly opened in front of Chen Yi.

  A name appeared there.

  "Agile Scroll 4th level, Strength Scroll 4th level, Perception Scroll 4th level, Energy Recovery Potion 4th level, Green Breath Syrup 1st quality..."

  There is no doubt that he can buy more things now.

  Timothy immediately stood up and loudly said: "Congratulations, Master."

  Chen Yi grunted and asked first: "What's it for?"

  The Earl of Lanling couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then felt embarrassed, holding back to say: "Master, the green mist pulp fruit is a kind of green mist oak tree fruit that can emit a pleasant aroma. Take it out of its shell and eat it, others will smell its scent and have a certain good impression on you. This is what alchemists like."

  Is a fruit with a shell still a fruit?

  "That bunch of alchemists." Timothy immediately expressed his attitude towards the alchemist, and then said: "Is Master needed? Although the alchemists are annoying, Green Pulse is still useful."

  The jam-like fruit is so pleasant it seems like a product of wizards.

  Chen Yi nodded immediately.

  ……