Chapter 3: Runner without pain

Early the next morning.
After getting up, Meng Ke immediately took a taxi to the hospital. There was no problem. There was no shadow in his head. There was no tumor, congestion or something. It was just a long period of inactivity that caused some sub-health.
"With the current medical technology, I can't check the results, that is, as long as my ability is not seen in person, I don't have to worry about being sliced."
Could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Meng Ke continued to walk towards the Internet cafe and opened a machine against the corner.
He was vigilantly registered a new number and logged into the writers forum.
Every day, there are many newcomers and great gods vests discussing various writing inspirations or plots.
Natural people can brainstorm.
Meng Ke crackled on the keyboard, and soon a post was posted.
"If the protagonist of the city has an ability that can affect people's five senses, ask: How can he live forever?"
If they go to Baidu and know about this kind of problem, they may not be as professional as the people here, or they can say that their brains are wide open.
After the post was posted, and did not reply so quickly, Meng Ke first opened a game, played for about 30 minutes, and clicked on the forum page again.
"First floor: sofa, sit downstairs to speak."
"2nd Floor: The urban power flow is not hot now, and I persuade the author to relax early."
"3rd Floor: Does the landlord say that it affects the five senses? Does it affect others or affects yourself? If you want to live forever ... The protagonist has abilities. There should be other people in this world. To develop forces, be more vulgar and low-key, let the younger brother rush ahead, and just harvest the fruits by yourself.
"Fourth floor: pretending to be a face-striker, heroes to save the beauty, betting on stones, beautiful women in cars, and urban routines are not too simple."
"5th floor: why not join the country."
"6th Floor: The author can write some life-long spiritual fruits, life-extending potions, anyway you are the author, how do you want to write how to write."
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After reading each comment one by one, there are many useful ideas, especially the one on the third floor, and I am not in the novel. It is the kingly way to be sloppy, after all, the only protagonists in the novel who have the protagonist aura can survive.
Moreover, Meng Ke is still not sure for the time being, there are so many people in this world, he alone has abilities, and he ca n’t believe it at all.
The so-called one has two, as long as there is a possibility, it is not surprising that hundreds of thousands of abilities are born under the huge population base of the earth.
As for joining the country and contributing to the country, he can't really do this selfishness.
I have n’t had enough to eat, so I want to help others. Is n’t this stupid?
Organize his thoughts, Meng Ke thinks about it, he feels that his priority is still to figure out how to increase the number of spiritual lines.
Moreover, he can't live the same life as before, at least he must have his own goal.
"This power affects people's five senses ... then ..."
He is ready to test.
Meng Ke slowly blocked his pain and pinched his thighs, only the tactile sensation was not painful. This feeling was like pinching the thighs of others.
Leaving the Internet cafe, he came to a school playground, which is usually a 400-meter rubber track with a football field in the middle.
It ’s class time now, the students are all in the classroom, the guards would n’t let strangers come in, but Meng Ke was a student here, and he was n’t familiar with the guards. How could he open the door when he was late for truancy?
Passed a cigarette, the uncle of the guard let him in.
Standing on the playground for a simple exercise, Meng Ke began to use his abilities to himself.
First of all is the sense of smell. The turbid and sultry air immediately became fresh and natural at the moment of his brain illusion.
Immediately afterwards, a cold air inferior to the air-conditioned room blew on his body, and the cooling feeling flowed through the limbs like the Tianshan Bingquan.
"It's cool! Such a hot day should have used this trick already." Meng Ke narrowed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed incomparable enjoyment.
But soon he recovered from the illusion. After adjusting to the changes, he slowly began to reduce the pain on his thighs.
Pain sensation is a protective mechanism of the human body. When a person exercises vigorously, the body will issue a pain warning, which will make people unconsciously want to stop exercising.
The common exercise method is one hundred push-ups a day, one hundred sit-ups, and ten kilometers of running. Everyone knows that they can make the body stronger and stronger, but few people can insist.
This is why most people in modern society will grow fat because of excess nutrition.
And running mainly uses leg muscles, so his first thought was to weaken the pain on both legs.
If running is not tiring, I believe many people are willing to stick to it.
"Now I will not feel sore, three months of high-intensity training should be able to improve my physical fitness to a grade." Meng Ke murmured in a low voice.
After he finished speaking, he started jogging under his feet. After confirming that this method was feasible and his legs did not feel much, Meng Ke's footsteps began to increase and his speed became faster and faster.
"Call ..."
"Suck…"
"Call ..."
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He checked the information on the Internet. The best running breathing method is three steps and one breath, three steps and one breath. Now he does n’t have to be distracted by the aches and pains in his legs. Breathing.
Large step after step, even if he hung up, his breath increased involuntarily and countless sweat beads spread on his face.
After twenty laps, he stopped on his hips, panting heavily, sweat flowing down like a waterfall.
"...... Sure enough, but I can't stop the feeling of breathing, otherwise it will be easy to faint without breathing."
Took two steps, Meng Ke started jogging again, thinking about the solution at the same time.
Soon, he thought of something again, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, the day turned into night, and the stars lit up the night sky.
A huge round of blood moons rose, and the killing momentum of the battlefield came.
Directly in front of him, a black line stretched to the sky rolled up the sky and smoke, and the endless Warcraft roared and rushed towards him.
In the sky, a mountain-like undead dragon rose from below the horizon, struggling to incite huge boneless wings, two groups of green flames of soul burning in its skull.
Suddenly, a slender woman walked beside Meng Ke. The delicate silver-white armor perfectly wrapped her proud posture.
"General, I would like to fight alongside you!"
The voice hasn't fallen yet. Between heaven and earth, a sound of Huanghuang sounds, which seems to be a little bit of a drum of war like thunder, and there are thousands of swords fighting against it.
Meng Ke didn't know when he was wearing a blood-stained robes, holding an unknown dark sword in his hand.
At this time, he was like a peerless one-man military master, looking at the tenderness in the eyes of the woman beside him, and an arrogance surged on his chest.
Jianfeng pointed.
"Chong ..."