Chapter 214: Mang King Kong wants to be a humble gentleman
April 21.
Just two days after the Grain Rain season, the seaside fishing village ushered in a gentle morning.
The sky turned white, and the morning light penetrated the mist as softly as fine yarn, casting a soft golden glow on this quiet little village.
The air is filled with the fresh smell of seawater and soil, occasionally mixed with a few wisps of diesel fuel coming from distant fishing boats. This is the unique rhythm of life in a fishing village.
At such a peaceful moment, Chen Yun was standing in the small courtyard leisurely using his ability to sense electromagnetic waves to decipher and play the morning news in his mind in real time.
This is the Central People's Broadcasting Station, the broadcast channel he just deciphered not long ago.
As a national radio station, it has a wide coverage area and broadcasts to the whole country through satellite, Internet and multiple frequencies, ensuring that different regions and different groups of people can receive signals.
The anchor's gentle voice was accompanied by the slight rustle of the radio waves, describing the complicated changes in the outside world.
Chen Yun had a faint smile on his face, as if the hustle and bustle of the outside world had nothing to do with him.
his world.
At this moment, it only belongs to this small courtyard, this pond, and the arapaima swimming in the water.
He was carrying a small bamboo basket filled with carefully prepared fish food.
Every time a handful of food is dropped, ripples appear on the water's surface, and the arapaima fish slowly rises from the bottom of the water as if it has been summoned.
Its huge body looks particularly spectacular in the clear water. Its open mouth swallows food easily and stirs up waves of water.
Everything around him was so peaceful and harmonious. The waves in the distance were gently lapping at the shore, bringing waves of cool sea breeze, blowing over Chen Yun's face and blowing away the dust in his heart.
It’s almost done.
Chen Yun showed a satisfied smile.
The life force poured directly into the body of the arapaima without hesitation or permission.
This made the arapaima suddenly excited.
The familiar feeling immediately made him stop in place at a loss.
who I am? Where am I? What's going on with this strange, refreshing feeling that fills your whole body?
Chen Yun looked at the confused arapaima.
Skillfully, I continued to increase the dose and started today's experiment on moisturizing ability.
The influx of vitality, along with the excess energy and excitement, allowed the arapaima to start dancing in the water today.
The silly dog Bai Jin carefully watched the water splashing in the pond, and he lay low and quietly watched every move of the arapaima.
Its eyes were full of curiosity and vigilance, and its furry ears twitched from time to time, trying to catch every tiny sound.
Although it is called a "silly dog", it showed an unusual alertness and caution at this moment. The arapaima in the pond is astonishingly long, and its scales shine with dazzling luster in the sun. Every time it sways its tail, it stirs up ripples, making it appear mighty and majestic.
Chen Yun was sensing the emotions of the arapaima and silently keeping time.
soon.
On arrival at eleven seconds.
The arapaima's excitement peaks and then stops rising.
Just like yesterday's experiment, the arapaima seemed to have reached a saturation level in absorbing life force in eleven seconds.
Obviously, the vitality after this only flowed in his body for a moment, and escaped directly without being absorbed.
From current observations.
The arapaima does not show any changes due to the vitality provided by its moistening ability.
The time to absorb life force is still 11 seconds.
The arapaima's speed, strength, etc. did not change at all.
Think for a moment.
Chen Yun directly used his nails to quickly draw a mark on the side of the arapaima.
Judging from the strength of this feedback, the defensive ability has not changed much.
Think for a moment.
Chen Yun continued to instill a certain amount of vitality, and after quickly healing the arapaima's wounds, he simply suspended today's experiment.
It's normal not to have any results today.
Chen Yun was able to accept this.
This is only the second day of the experiment. Without a sufficient number of experimental samples, the short-term results cannot explain any problems.
Think so.
After simply writing down the data this time.
Chen Yun left the pond, walked to the corner of the yard and sat on a chair, then placed a huge peeled columnar wood in front of him.
This is not the stick he wielded yesterday. The stick he placed in the corner of the woods.
This one was a new piece of wood that he brought back after uprooting it with his bare hands and peeling off the bark and uneven areas.
And the reason why he brought back such a thing.
Naturally, I didn't want to play with sticks in the yard. The wide open and close movements could easily make this small yard a mess.
His purpose was to do some crafts with the wood.
Last night I tried to wield my sword but failed, so I couldn't hold it back and started playing with a huge stick.
today.
He still wants the style of a humble gentleman.
So I planned to use this wood to make a small sword box.
Normal sword playing is a bit effeminate and not suitable for him, but doesn't he also have a small flying sword made of rosewood and jade?
Under the control of telekinesis, he can even cosplay a wave of young masters in the void.
Open the sword box filled with small flying swords.
Then with a flick of his finger, a flying sword was ejected, and under the control of his mind, it turned into a flying sword that could be commanded like an arm.
Just thinking about it makes me feel so handsome.
Thinking like this.
Chen Yun took out a bunch of tools he brought back from Shucheng, as well as some woodworking tools that the boss of Xianghe Real Estate Jiangnan Branch sent over last night.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning penetrated the mist and gently sprinkled Chen Yun's vibrant courtyard.
The puppy Bai Jin ran around him excitedly, sometimes sniffing the wood curiously, sometimes chasing his tail happily, adding a lively atmosphere to the silence.
As the carving knife rises and falls, fine wood chips gently fall to the feet, intertwined with the dew on the ground, making it particularly lively and interesting.
The arapaima seems to be attracted by this concentration, swimming close to the shore from time to time, and seems to be watching this silent artistic creation in its own way.
Occasionally, Bai Jin would stop running and squat aside, tilting his head and quietly watching his master's workmanship with his clear eyes.
The sun gradually rose, and the light and shadow danced on the surface of the pond and the carved sword box, giving the entire scene a golden glow.
The carving knife in Chen Yun's hand seemed to have become spiritual. Every time he made a careful stroke, it left delicate marks on the wood.
In the beginning, it was just an ordinary-looking piece of wood.
But under his skillful hands, the prototype of the sword box gradually emerged.
Chen Yun first sketched out the basic structure of the sword box, with smooth and powerful lines, and then turned to the meticulous carving of details.
First, a landscape painting was painted on the front of the sword box. The mountains are undulating and clouds are shrouded in mist. Each peak has distinct layers, as if you can feel the mountain breeze blowing on your face. Then, he cleverly integrated several pine trees into the landscape. The pine needles are delicate and the trunks are vigorous, revealing an indomitable spirit.
On the side of the sword box, Chen Yun carved a circle of lotus flowers. Each lotus is lifelike, with petals layered on top of each other. Some are in bud and some are in full bloom, showing the vitality of life.
In this process.
Chen Yun's carving speed is very fast. Sometimes he is too lazy to change the knife, so he just uses his sharp nails as a knife to make slight modifications on the wood.
After more than ten minutes of careful carving, the surface of the sword box was given life.
Finally, he wiped it carefully with a soft cloth and applied a thin layer of protective oil to make the wood texture clearer and the color as warm as jade.
The finished sword box is no more than a foot long.
It is a medium-sized and generous box that is stable yet flexible in the hand.
See this.
Chen Yun looked at the remaining materials on the ground, and simply used them to make a dozen more finger-sized wooden swords, and then put them all into the wooden sword box.
Gather the remaining materials and place them in the corner.
Chen Yun came to the middle of the courtyard and clenched the sword box in his hand with a sense of ceremony. The carefully carved sword box in your hand has lifelike patterns of mountains, rivers, pines and cranes, exuding an elegant woody fragrance that blends well with the fresh air around it.
With Chen Yun's slight click, the sword box slowly opened.
For a moment, it seemed that even the air was filled with an extraordinary aura.
What was inside the box was not a gleaming real sword, but a dozen small, exquisite, finger-sized wooden flying swords.
Each one has a different shape, but is equally exquisite, like a miniature work of art.
They lined up quietly, waiting for their master's orders.
I saw Chen Yun take a deep breath, his eyes were slightly closed, his face was calm, and an indescribable power of thought surged out, wrapping the silent wooden swords silently.
At the next moment, a miracle happened - those small wooden swords seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, and one after another broke away from the sword box and jumped into the air.
Start dancing in every corner of the yard.
Sometimes they spiral up.
From time to time it swooped down and flew almost close to the ground, causing waves of subtle but crisp wind sounds.
The sunlight shines through these flying wooden swords, casting dappled light and shadow, and the entire courtyard seems to have turned into a huge stage of light and shadow.
As for Chen Yun, standing in the center of the stage, his figure became more and more otherworldly in the interplay of light and shadow, like an elegant swordsman who didn't care about worldly affairs and was only obsessed with swordsmanship.
He didn't move.
Show focused and calm eyes.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze, leaving only the shadow of the sword dancing with the morning light.
now.
Anyone who walks into the courtyard will be shocked by what is happening in front of them.
Chen Yun stood alone in the middle of the yard motionless.
There were wooden swords flying around.
It looks absolutely dreamy.
If you take a photo at this moment, it will be perfect and can be directly displayed as a work of art.
Chen Yun listened to the roaring sound in the yard.
Think for a moment.
He used his mind power to control all the flying swords to a sudden stop, and then moved towards the open sword box in his hand one by one in an orderly manner.
The speed changes from fast to slow.
When approaching the sword box, each one of them was almost suspended in the air, as if waiting in line for the flying sword in front to return to its groove.
Not a few seconds.
Calm returned to the yard.
Chen Yun pondered for a long time, comprehending what he had just felt.
Although the special effects are exaggerated, the flying swords dancing around are very interesting.
But in reality.
The power is basically nonexistent.
Let alone taking someone's head thousands of miles away, even penetrating a person's skull at close range would be difficult.
Although driven by a force of 200N, even a wooden sword has a certain degree of lethality, and there is no problem in cutting and tearing the flesh and skin of ordinary humans.
But it was just like that for Chen Yun.
Still a bit tasteless.
He even said that even if he said he was handsome, the flying sword didn't feel that interesting to him.
Thinking.
Chen Yun picked up the stick-shaped wood that was not used at all and had a lot of wood left.
He held this seemingly ordinary but unusually thick stick in his hands. This wooden stick was so huge that it was almost as tall as his body. Its texture was mottled, implying the vicissitudes of time and the rhythm of nature.
I saw him take a deep breath, and his eyes instantly became extremely sharp.
It is as if one can discern the direction of the wind and the gathering and dispersing of clouds.
Afterwards, Chen Yun planted his feet firmly.
The muscles all over the body are tense and ready to go.
The surrounding air seemed to freeze with his movements, and an invisible aura spread quietly in the courtyard.
"call--"
With a deep breath, Chen Yun suddenly waved the wooden stick in his hand.
This wave is like a strong wind passing through, an explosion after all silence.
The wooden stick cut through the air, causing a whistling sound. The sound not only had the sharp sound of the wooden stick cutting the air, but also seemed to contain some ancient and mysterious power.
In an instant, the entire courtyard seemed to be shaken by an invisible force.
Fallen leaves, dust, and even light courtyard furnishings were swept into the air by the stick energy, spinning and flying, as if the entire space was catering to the rhythm of the thunderous strike.
The stone benches and tables that usually stood quietly seemed to be trembling slightly under the aftermath of the stick's anger.
Even the shadows of the trees outside the courtyard wall are swaying.
It presents a visual feast of power and beauty.
When the wind from the stick dissipated, everything returned to calm, leaving only Chen Yun standing there.
His breathing was still steady, and a light flashed in his eyes.
Although he really wanted to try the style of a humble gentleman.
But that really didn't seem to suit him.
It's still more to his liking to be open and close like this.
"Sure enough, we still like it."
"There's no point in playing with the flying sword. The sword box is just for holding the flying sword that I wrapped in pulp for sacrifice."
Chen Yun murmured and put the wooden stick aside.
With the power of thought, he moved slightly.
Everything in the whole yard that had become messy due to his blow began to move and return to its original place.
Looking at the time it was almost noon, Chen Yun was cleaning the yard carefully.
At the same time, I turned on my phone and prepared to search for other ways to make snake meat.
And this time.
He also noticed several messages from Bai Shi on QQ.
I briefly glanced at what Shiraishi said.
After Chen Yun thought for a moment, he decisively gave a negative answer.
He has many things going on.
In addition to the constant exercise, experimentation and exploration of myself.
A week or two later on May Day, Jiang Anping agreed to go on a trip together.
In two months' time, we will also pay attention to the lighthouse country's rocket ascending to the sky with his slurry-made metal ball.
He has also been quietly planning a global trip, and is currently integrating the modified version of Ozaki's Eight Trials into his travel plans.
Anyway...
Just very busy.
He really didn't have much interest in stealing something.
Even if he really wants to get those things that the robbers took back in the future, when he can punch the stars, isn't it just a matter of words?
He is not interested in stealing.
I didn't find it challenging.
Therefore, Chen Yun chose to reject Bai Shi's invitation.
(End of chapter)