164: A gourmet meal

The next morning.

Comrade Yang Dian, who had been busy all night, took off his shirt and, bare-chested, stretched his body with his back to the rising sun.

Then, his chest heaved, and he took a deep breath facing northwest.

He continued to inhale until his face turned green, then stopped, held his breath, concentrated, assumed a horse stance, raised both hands, and took on a ዽ posture, storing the southeast wind in his stomach to stimulate intestinal peristalsis.

This posture was the result of cultivating the second trait of "Gluttonous Eating Qi."

Last night, Comrade Yang Dian first cultivated the first trait of "Gluttonous Eating Qi": strengthening the stomach and digestion, which enhanced the stomach's ability to digest food.

For strong and healthy individuals, the digestive System is already robust, so this trait's help to him was also limited.

Of course, he cultivated this trait not for its digestive capacity, but for the second trait.

Under Comrade Yang Dian's subjective influence, the second trait of "Gluttonous Eating Qi" became: simplifying the complex.

In short, it was to simplify the thirty-six Moves of "Gluttonous Eating Qi" into a single Move.

Because it was a special trait cultivated under subjective guidance, the 'simplifying the complex' trait was only useful for "Gluttonous Eating Qi."

What did a single Move of "Gluttonous Eating Qi" mean?

It meant that by simply taking a deep breath of the northwest wind and assuming the corresponding posture, one could stimulate the intestines and stomach to accelerate gastric movement, speed up food digestion, and digest food more thoroughly.

Each time, depending on the duration of the cultivation, the state of 'strengthening the stomach and digestion' would last for varying amounts of time.

Of course, there were many benefits, but there were also drawbacks.

If the stomach's needs were not met during the 'strengthening the stomach and digestion' state, it would also cause self-harm, leading to considerable damage to the intestines and stomach.

But the problem was not significant.

Ordinary people only needed to eat five bowls of rice to satisfy their stomach's needs.

As for a Martial Artist like Comrade Yang Dian?

Stopping his cultivation and exhaling, Comrade Yang Dian opened a Xiao Lan Yao (Little Blue Pill) bottle and popped five Xiao Lan Yao (Little Blue Pill) into his mouth.

"Although it's a bit outrageous, I've at least managed to create the Move."

"Coupled with Dan Niu Powder, it can at least double the speed at which an apprentice Martial Artist's Physique improves, and even for formal ancient Martial Artists below the Qi Blood Smoke Realm, it's not without its benefits."

"The unfortunate thing is that this Move requires a relatively high degree of body control, needing to integrate all muscle groups, and even slightly control the five internal organs through the muscle groups."

"Beginners who have just embarked on the Martial Dao and can only practice Martial Arts Calisthenics cannot learn it."

"For them to learn this Move, they would at least need to achieve 'fist Moves with the mind.'"

Comrade Yang Dian sighed with some regret, then collected the several phones he had placed around, aimed at himself for recording.

He checked the video he had recorded, confirmed that all the force exertion around his body had been captured without any errors, and then sent the video to Jingwei, the artificial intelligence at the Research Institute.

Then he picked up his secure phone, tapped the Jingwei Bird icon, and pressed the voice key:

"Jingwei, please process this video for me and add text for each stage..."

After more than ten minutes, having clearly explained the martial arts principles and force exertion methods of this Move, Comrade Yang Dian continued:

"Once the video is processed, send it to Deputy Director Yue Shan of the Wuan General Bureau."

The Jingwei Bird on the phone screen blinked:

"Comrade Yang Dian, the video has been processed according to your request, with corresponding text and voice explanations, and has been sent to Deputy Director Yue Shan of the Wuan General Bureau as per your instructions."

Comrade Yang Dian snapped his fingers and put his short-sleeved shirt back on.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's my duty..."

After chatting with the Jingwei Bird for a while, Comrade Yang Dian turned off his phone and returned to the second floor, knocking on Yang Lele's bedroom door.

"Bang bang bang ~"

"Yang Lele! Get up! You have school today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lele emerged from her room, cradling the Little Black Cat, whose tongue was lolling out of its mouth and whose body was limp, clearly high from licking catnip.

"Hmph ~ I woke up early! If I waited for you to call me, I'd be late!"

As she spoke, she tucked the Little Black Cat deeper into her embrace:

"Brother, can I take Little Blackie to school?"

"What do you think?" After tapping Yang Lele's head and taking the Little Black Cat from her arms, Comrade Yang Dian urged her downstairs:

"Eat first, then I'll take you to school."

"Study hard at school, get along well with your classmates, and if anyone bullies you, call me. But you're not allowed to bully others, and most importantly, no puppy love!!!"

"I know, you're just like Mom, always nagging. Brother, you're only 18, you're not a busybody yet."

Comrade Yang Dian shrugged, not responding.

Realizing things were not looking good, Yang Lele closed her mouth and scanned the living room.

As expected, Yangs Mother was standing at the kitchen door, holding a spoon, giving her a death glare.

"Hehe ~" Yang Lele showed a silly smile, took two small hops, and hugged Yangs Mother's arm:

"My dearest, dearest Mom, why didn't you go out early to practice martial arts today ~"

Yangs Mother pointed at Yang Lele's head with exasperation:

"You little smarty-pants..."

...After breakfast, eaten amidst Yangs Mother's nagging, Comrade Yang Dian first rode his somewhat dilapidated electric scooter to drop Yang Lele off at school, then turned the scooter around and headed straight for the Special Administration Bureau.

The entrance to the Public Security Bureau was as lively as usual.

Policemen, each with their unique charm, and handsome and dashing Policemen, all carried steaming breakfasts for their beloved, awaiting their arrival.

After nodding to the male Policemen and glancing at the somewhat awkwardly smiling female Policemen, Comrade Yang Dian couldn't help but feel amused.

'If they knew I was going to be promoted to Deputy Director today, would they regret giving up too soon?'

'Perhaps, or perhaps not.'

'The world always feels so strange.'

Stopping his electric scooter with a hint of mischievous amusement, Comrade Yang Dian was about to enter the bureau when he was stopped by a figure blocking his path.

Looking at the breakfast held out to him, he couldn't help but be surprised:

"Haven't a lot of new Awakened arrived? Why are you still bringing me breakfast?"

Liu Yuanyuan, tall and slender with long legs and a single ponytail, looking heroic and spirited, blushed:

"Those new Awakened have their heads so high up in the sky, only someone crazy would like them."

Comrade Yang Dian took a steamed bun, casually pinched one, and popped it into his mouth:

"But there won't be any results if you set your sights on me either."

Liu Yuanyuan's shoulders slumped instantly:

"I figured that out a long time ago."

"If you had any intentions, you would have found a partner among us already."

"Maybe you'd even be like some people, with the red flag at home not falling, and colorful flags fluttering outside."

"But I couldn't go against my family's wishes."

Comrade Yang Dian gave Liu Yuanyuan a thumbs-up:

"Good for you for having good judgment."

"From now on, I'll look out for you."

Liu Yuanyuan rolled her eyes:

"You take care of yourself first."

"The new Deputy Director of your combat team, Pei Qiang, endured three years to get to this position. Now he's a new official with three fires, each burning fiercer than the last."

Comrade Yang Dian devoured the buns.

"A new official with three fires?"

"I'd like to see how he sets his fires."

Finishing the steamed buns Liu Yuanyuan brought in a few bites, Comrade Yang Dian waved at Liu Yuanyuan:

"I'm leaving."

"Time for a meeting."

Liu Yuanyuan, who was about to follow Comrade Yang Dian, paused:

"What meeting?"

Comrade Yang Dian didn't say.

But half an hour later, Liu Yuanyuan still found out what the meeting was about.