74: Chapter 74 Rhythm Chart

After leaving Jing City, Chen Mo did not fly far.

He sat cross-legged on a nameless mountain peak outside the suburbs of Jing City and closed his eyes.

All the Rhythm he had just perceived slowly unfolded in his mind.

Within Jing City, a total of 532 people had seen their Force Multiplier break through the 1.5x threshold, officially entering the Mental Perception training stage.

These people were scattered across the military, the Investigation Bureau, and multiple testing bases; the body Rhythm of every single one of them was exposed under the coverage of his Mental Power Force Field.

The rhythmic rise and fall of the thorax during breathing.

The subtle tremors of muscle fibers under tension.

The fluctuation frequency of blood flow.

The stress conduction of fascia between stretching and contraction... countless physiological signals so subtle that ordinary people could never perceive them.

Were captured, broken down, and stored by Chen Mo one by one.

The 532 sets of data were like 532 distinct maps.

For an ordinary person, processing even a single set of data would be enough to overload their brain.

But with Chen Mo's Mental Power, this magnitude of information processing was not a difficult task for him.

He began to compare them point by point.

First was the overlap.

Most of the Rhythm existed in overlap.

After all, the human body structure follows the same blueprint.

Some people had almost identical breathing Rhythms, and even the coordination patterns of their external intercostal muscles and diaphragm were highly similar.

Some people had several major fascial chains within their bodies.

From the plantar fascia to the thoracolumbar fascia.

The stress conduction paths could almost completely overlap.

Yet, every set of data had its own unique nuance.

A difference so subtle it was almost imperceptible, yet it made everyone's Rhythm unique.

Chen Mo began to superimpose these Rhythms in his mind.

The 532 sets of data slowly stacked together, and the overlapping parts gradually outlined a vague silhouette.

It was a network covering the entire human body, composed of countless nodes and connections.

But this map had gaps.

Like an unfinished star map, some areas were densely distributed with Rhythm nodes, while others were sparse.

Chen Mo's breathing paused slightly.

The core of the Human Breathing Method is to engrave one's unique body Rhythm deep into the muscles to achieve automatic operation.

When he first comprehended this System, he used himself as the blueprint, fully activating and solidifying his own Rhythm, and continuously optimizing it on that basis.

His Rhythm had an extremely wide coverage, and his operational efficiency far exceeded anyone else's, yet he had never seen this "map."

This was like a river that could never see the entire continent it flowed through.

His Rhythm was inherently a part of this map; being within it, he was unable to glimpse the full picture.

Moreover, this network was too vast.

The micro-tremor of every muscle filament.

The impact of every breath on abdominal pressure.

The transmission of fascial chain tension triggered by every movement.

These variables were intertwined.

Forming a multi-dimensional map that far exceeded the processing capacity of an ordinary person's brain.

His adjustments to his Human Breathing Method were merely adjustments to the Rhythm that had already been generated.

Upon seeing this map, a conviction arose in Chen Mo's heart:

When the body's Rhythm covers every corner of the human body and every cell is incorporated into this Rhythm network, some kind of qualitative change will occur.

The evolutionary potential of the human body is far from exhausted, and Spiritual Qi has fundamentally broken the existing limit lines of carbon-based life.

This map, he called it the "Rhythm Map" in his heart.

Perhaps this was the complete path map for humans to absorb Spiritual Qi.

The Human Breathing Method he currently mastered was merely the first milestone on this path.

There was still a road ahead.

But the complexity of this map made Chen Mo quickly reach another judgment in his heart: this subsequent Realm was no longer something ordinary people could attain.

Not to mention that the number of nodes on that map was so vast that it would cause an average person's brain to crash directly.

Even with enough Mental Energy to perceive and analyze it, one would still need absolute precise control over every single muscle fiber in the body.

The Inner Vision level would need to reach a microscopic layer.

The Unity of Spirit and Flesh Realm would need to be able to adjust every part of the body.

With these two conditions combined, 99.999% of evolvers were filtered out.

At this current stage, apart from Chen Mo, no one could reach this threshold.

Chen Mo withdrew his attention and sank into a deeper level of consciousness.

The Rhythm Map of the 532 people unfolded in his mind again.

He no longer focused only on the forms of those Rhythms, but began to trace the dynamic process of each person's breathing and body tension changes; Rhythm is not static.

It is generated in motion.

The process of chest expansion when a person inhales, the changes in muscle tension when maintaining antagonistic relationships, and the transmission of force lines within the body at the instant of moving from stillness to exertion, all left dynamic trajectories on the Rhythm Map.

Chen Mo pushed forward bit by bit, following each trajectory.

From nightfall to early morning, from early morning to dawn.

Three days of time slipped away inch by inch on this map.

Chen Mo remained motionless like a stone statue; mountain winds brushed past his shoulders, and the sun rose and the moon set outside his closed eyelids.

Yet his entire attention was on that map.

The 532 maps were repeatedly cross-referenced, verified, and supplemented.

Those places that had once been too simple or blank.

Were slowly filled with newly discovered paths.

The Rhythm Map became complete and clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seventy-three percent.

Eighty-five percent.

Ninety-one percent.

Ninety-seven percent.

During this process, Chen Mo discovered that those trajectories were not chaotic, but followed a certain profound law.

He found this law and began to actively advance according to its guidance.

Ninety-eight percent.

Ninety-nine percent.

At the same time, his body was also undergoing changes.

As every node on the map in his mind was completed, Chen Mo discovered that the coverage of the Rhythm within his own body was expanding synchronously.

For every additional area covered, his speed of absorbing Spiritual Qi increased by a fraction.

Until dusk.

In Chen Mo's mind, the last blank area on the Rhythm Map was filled in.

The entire map lit up in that instant.

In Chen Mo's perception, that Rhythm Map covering the entire human body seemed to be electrified at this moment.

All nodes lit up simultaneously, all connections activated simultaneously, forming a complete, living, dynamic map flowing like a galaxy.

And he also comprehended the final change.

It was a perfect way of combining breathing with the body.

Every movement echoed a specific breathing Rhythm, and every breath drove the subtle tension changes of the whole body.

From head to toe, from superficial to deep, from core to extremities, it was seamless and natural.

Chen Mo did not hesitate at all and began to switch his body to this method.

The switch did not require deliberate learning, because the map itself was summarized from his own body and the common body laws of the 532 people.

His body was naturally its perfect executor.

All he had to do was switch his Rhythm from the original mode to this more complete and precise map.

The instant the switch was successful, Chen Mo's body seemed to shine with boundless light.

In Chen Mo's perception, every cell in his body was glowing, breathing, and pulsating with Rhythm.

Every cell was like a tiny vortex, evenly absorbing the scattered Spiritual Qi in its vicinity.

After this Spiritual Qi was absorbed into the cells, it slowly condensed into a strange power.

This power was very unfamiliar.

It did not belong to Chen Mo's Force Multiplier System.

It was denser and purer, like essence condensed drop by drop, rather than the torrent of Spiritual Qi absorbed by rushing rivers.

The instant this power finished condensing within every cell.

A deep resonance came from within Chen Mo's body.

A coordinated force wave that transmitted hierarchically from cells to tissues to organs to Systems.

Starting from the soles of the feet, transmitting upward, passing through the knees, the hips, the spine, the thorax, the shoulder blades, the cervical vertebrae, and finally converging at the top of the head.

Before this, no matter how profound Chen Mo's Inner Vision was, or how precise his control over his muscles was.

The body was still an aggregate composed of countless independent functional units.

Muscle fibers were muscle fibers, bones were bones, blood vessels were blood vessels, and nerves were nerves.

Now, this boundary had disappeared.

Every one of the billions of cells in his body was doing the same thing: absorbing, condensing, pulsating, and glowing.

Chen Mo raised his right hand, pointing his index fingertip at a mountain peak in the distance.

He controlled the strange power throughout his body, drawing it out from every cell.

It flowed along his arm like a silent stream, steadily gathering at his fingertip.

He tapped his fingertip lightly.

There was no sound.

No dazzling special effects, no deafening sonic booms, not even any obvious air disturbance.

Only in his perception was there an extremely thin and faint trajectory extending from his fingertip, stretching straight to that distant mountain peak.

In an instant.

The distant mountain peak remained quiet, without any change.

But in Chen Mo's perception, that power had already pierced through the entire mountain.

Entering from this side, it passed through the mountain along an absolutely straight line, opening a tiny passage with a diameter of less than two centimeters inside the mountain.

Then it exited from the other side, continuing to fly for a distance before dissipating.

The rock at the pierced opening was dense, and the cut was so smooth that it didn't look like it was caused by external destructive force.

It looked more like this stone had reserved such a micropore from the moment of its formation.

He sensed it slightly; the penetration depth was 2,360 meters.

A complete granite mountain peak had been pierced from end to end by the power of a single finger.

Chen Mo looked down at his fingertip.

There was nothing unusual about the fingertip; the skin was not broken, and the temperature had not risen.

The process of condensation and release of that power just now had not caused any burden on the capillary walls at the tip of his finger.

This was another kind of power.

A product he did not yet fully understand, born after the complete closure of the Rhythm network.

He looked back at the pierced mountain peak.

The destructive power of this force was too astonishing.

And this was just the most basic application, compressing this power onto an extremely small cross-section to exchange for extreme penetrating power.

He was still far from fathoming the bottom of this power.

Chen Mo withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.

The condensed energy in his body had been exhausted with that one strike just now.

But every cell in his body was still pulsating with Rhythm, still absorbing Spiritual Qi, and still slowly condensing that strange power.

Drop by drop.

Quietly. Continuously.

He silently recorded this phenomenon.

Rhythm network 100% coverage → Cell-level Spiritual Qi condensation → Release of energy of a brand-new nature.

What he needed to do now was to stabilize this state.

This was also a new starting point.