I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

"Supreme Yang God..."

Rosen chewed on this word for a long time.

Zhang Zhenyu had previously called him a "master of concentration" because of his amazing super-sensory shooting.

That is the "thinking acceleration" ability possessed by Lian Shen after reaching the second minor realm.

The specific effect is similar to bullet time.

In that state, neural response capacity will also soar.

In the current era when there are few god-refining monks, his performance would make Zhang Zhenyu astonished.

But only Rosen himself knew that he had never practiced the so-called God Refining Technique at all.

At best, the [peak activity of brain cells] is different from ordinary people.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, but didn't say much.

After declining Zhang Yuening's request to feed him porridge, Rosen took the porridge bowl and scooped up a small spoonful and put it into his mouth.

The fragrance of grains mixed with a hint of medicinal herbs enters the mouthpiece.

"Gudong..."

After swallowing it gently, Rosen felt a touch of emotion in his heart.

In the wasteland, pure grains are also a rare luxury.

The land outside is seriously polluted, full of heavy metals, radioactive materials and deadly toxins.

Plants growing in the outside world are all strange and strange, and no two seeds from one plant can grow the same thing.

Only small ecosystems and smart planting towers can produce a small amount of "pure" crops.

But it was also a luxury afforded to the block boss.

Under such circumstances, the sudden bite of grain porridge really made his heart flutter.

Not only that, this bowl of porridge is obviously spiked.

After entering the throat, it feels like a delicate warm flow flowing to the stomach.

After just a few sips of Rosen, I felt warm all over.

This warm but not dry feeling made him very comfortable.

Unconsciously, he even sped up the action of scooping the porridge.

After eating a bowl of porridge, the weakness in his body was also swept away.

Seeing that the sunshine outside the window was very good, he had no intention of continuing to lie on the bed.

"I've fully recovered."

"Later, please continue to tell me about martial arts and god refining."

Rosen said bluntly.

"The benefactor's clothes have been cleaned."

"Please help yourself,"

"Someone will know everything he knows and tell him everything he knows."

Zhang Zhenyu immediately knew what was going on. He stood up to express his position and left the room with the porridge bowl.

Warriors rarely have the habit of dragging their feet.

After having some alone time, Rosen took out his BP from the storage bag and put it on his wrist.

After a few seconds of sensor adaptation, rows of data information were refreshed on the dark yellow screen.

[Non-registered user: Lawson]

【Body indicators】

[Current trauma degree: 0]

[Body strength: 10]

[Bone strength: 10]

[Nervous response: 11]

[Peak brain cell activity: 26]

[Internal radiation value: 7 (extremely low)]

[External radiation value: 1 (extremely low)]

[Air pollution level: Level I (low pollution)]

…

He found that his [physical indicators] had actually improved.

Especially the two data on the physical side, which has always been weak, actually increased by 2 points and 1 point respectively.

Even [Nervous Response] has been improved by 2 points.

As for the [brain cell activity peak] that soared to 26 points, it is most likely related to the ancient key in the mind.

It was the culmination of many years of strange dreams.

Among the four major indicators, only [peak brain cell activity] cannot be improved through genetic medicine.

Only through special training.

After knowing what was going on, Rosen took out the iron pipe pistol again.

Exit the empty bullet plate, pick up 7 .38 caliber bullets, and press them into the pressure groove one by one.

After reloading, he put on his vest and knee-length trousers made of radiated deerskin.

He conveniently hung the storage bag on the hook at his waist.

Rosen immediately walked towards the door.

With a gentle push, the wooden door unfolded outwards.

The bright sunshine falls in like golden silk ribbons.

The slightly warm sunshine made him feel sincerely at ease.

The fresh air made Rosen feel a little enlightened.

The golden sunlight shrouded him unbridled, making his eyes completely covered in golden color.

"New world."

"I am coming."

The charming halo slowly dissipated, and the vision in front of him suddenly became clear.

The place where he is is a side courtyard.

There is a vegetable patch surrounded by a fence in front of the house.

The green vegetable seedlings exude vitality.

The outside temperature is at a relatively suitable level, and it should be late spring.

This is definitely a comfortable and livable environment for a wasteland world where winter is in the morning and evening and summer is in the noon.

After walking out of the side courtyard, he came to a spacious vestibule.

This is also the training ground of the Zhang Family Martial Arts School.

There are stone locks, stone tripods, stone hammers, stone poles and other objects placed beside the wall.

There are also conspicuous depression marks on some of the ground, which seem to be left by practicing martial arts.

The vestibule faces a raised platform, which is the vestibule across the street.

Usually the apprentice practices in the front hall, and the master drinks tea in the front hall.

At this time, the Zhang family brothers and sisters were sitting in the front hall.

There is also a young girl wearing a Western hunting suit, a riding crop hanging around her waist, and a long ponytail sitting on the guest chair next to her.

This girl has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looks particularly lively and lively.

And her dressing style is very different from that of the Zhang brothers and sisters.

Rosen heard the few exclamations she made before he got closer.

"A young meditation monk?"

"Zhang Zhenyu, are you sure?"

"There have been no new monks joining the Jinmen Temple for a long time!"

Zhang Zhenyu smiled bitterly and was about to explain when he happened to see Rosen standing by the door of the side courtyard.

So he quickly jumped off the high platform, greeted him respectfully, and even gave up the main seat in front of the hall.

He has never been negligent in his attitude towards Rosen.

After taking their seats, Zhang Zhenyu introduced each of them to him.

The hunting suit girl's name is Zhao Buchou. Her father is a wealthy businessman from Jinmen. In his early years, he went out to see the world with Tian Qing Dynasty's overseas study class. After he came back, he founded Tianjin and Hong Kong Foreign Trade Co., Ltd. and made a lot of money selling foreign goods.

Zhao Buchou's mother is a monk in the Quiet Realm of Jinmen Temple.

In this land, Zhao Buchou is a proper little overlord.

Her personality has always been carefree and informal.

She has a typical big sister character.

After the Zhang brothers and sisters' father passed away, the younger generation circle in Jinmen alienated them.

Only Zhao Buchou still maintains a relatively close relationship, and even often pays close attention to him secretly.

If the brother and sister hadn't been designed to lure them out of Jinmengukou, they really wouldn't have been hunted down.

"You don't look very old. He's still a young man."

"With such rough skin, does it come from some deep mountain?"

"You have become a meditation monk at a young age, and you can still defend yourself against enemies with your super senses?"

"It's really something amazing!"

Zhao Buchou stared at Rosen with interest.