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Chapter 159 - 89: The Dawn of a New Reality Era (5.4)

Author: 500 grams of leaves
updatedAt: 2025-09-18

CHAPTER 159: CHAPTER 89: THE DAWN OF A NEW REALITY ERA (5.4)

[Main Quest Reward: 200 Adventure Experience]

[Adventure Level: 3 (200/800)]

[Non-Main Quest Reward: 200 Honor]

[Honor Level: 3 (200/800)]

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’First, awaken the spirit of the entire body.’

At home.

The first thing Zhang Feng did after returning was look at his fingers.

And within just two minutes, after some fine adjustments, the temperature of his fingers reached 100%.

At the same time, a surge of Blood Qi was nurturing and growing within his flesh.

Thirty years of growth allowed Zhang Feng to replicate the ’Spirit Awakening of the Rock Fruit’ in reality.

’This can be considered as truly bringing "extraordinary power" into reality.’

Zhang Feng was very satisfied and proceeded to awaken the spirit of his body’s other parts one by one.

About an hour later.

The entire body was awakened.

Zhang Feng rushed to the refrigerator, took out some ointment and food, and indulged himself.

The nurturing of Blood Qi requires a lot of energy.

Right now, Zhang Feng was just eating.

Eat, rest, then continue eating.

After finishing the meal.

It was already two in the morning.

After a while of resting, drowsiness crept up on Zhang Feng.

But before sleeping.

Zhang Feng roughly sensed that if he harnessed the Blood Qi with his upper body strength, the final punching power should increase by about 40%.

Leg power is about 60%.

This is solely considering the force harnessed with Blood Qi, without accounting for personal power.

If everything is counted.

Zhang Feng thought of this, and first went to bed, ate a pear on the bed.

It was the last enhancement reward, Constitution +2.1.

Perhaps as the world’s level is getting higher, these items are contributing increasingly to Constitution.

Once it’s eaten.

Zhang Feng saw his current Constitution is [41.2]

pounds of force.

Burst power is around 900 pounds.

Adding the 40% Blood Qi bonus, it’s roughly around 1300.

Blood Qi is the ultimate strength bonus after comprehensive personal power and technique.

Furthermore, Zhang Feng’s resonance amplification is still in the early stages of explosive Constitution increase, particularly since the cultivation of transforming power in the previous world was not done.

If everything is counted.

Constitution may produce a new data every day.

’Resonance and transforming power can be cultivated together.

Medicine, refine it tomorrow.

By then, find Dr. Wu, using the hospital’s manpower and resources, this will be much quicker, aiming to "materialize the prescription" in reality within seven days.’

Zhang Feng contemplated, with growing anticipation.

Having learned and invested so much in the previous world, the next few days are a time to witness the results.

And now, a glance at the clock, unknowingly it’s almost three, time to sleep.

...

The next day, early morning.

Outside the office of the hospital’s Deputy Dean (Dr. Wu).

Zhang Feng stood at the door, repeatedly sorting the classification of medicinal properties.

This is also part of revisiting knowledge.

And did not hinder resonance and transforming power.

After half an hour.

Zhang Feng could already achieve closing the pores on his palm.

It’s expected that in five days, he could achieve transforming power, with pores closed throughout the body.

"Eh? That’s Teacher Zhang!"

"What is Teacher Zhang doing?"

Meanwhile, the nurses and doctors coming and going paused as they saw Zhang Feng standing outside the Deputy Dean’s room, wanting to come over to greet.

But just as some were prepared to step forward to greet.

"Don’t go!" Some sharp-eyed colleagues pulled them back.

"Don’t go, Teacher Zhang seems to be deep in thought."

"Yes, don’t disturb Teacher Zhang."

"Call the Deputy Dean, Teacher Zhang is waiting for him."

"No need." Zhang Feng heard this, and looked at them not far away,

"I just asked the chief surgeon, and found out Dr. Wu had a surgery yesterday that lasted until past three in the night."

Zhang Feng glanced at the wall clock in the corridor, pointing to the room ahead,

"It’s only eight now, still early. He hasn’t gone home, but is in the office. Don’t disturb him, let him sleep more."

Dr. Wu was sleeping in this office.

A small sofa, small chair, not a big office.

Zhang Feng didn’t know how he could sleep like that, was it comfortable?

But thinking of him.

Zhang Feng thought of himself, sleeping on the dining table when a cook, curling up in a car as a detective, in the previous world using small stools from the reading room stitched into a bed.

This seems able to sleep too.

Just personal Constitution differs, it would be tougher for him.

’Just healed, and already on the battlefield, Dr. Wu is quite efficient.’

Zhang Feng looked at the closed office, not really wanting to disturb him.

"Okay Teacher..." The person about to make a phone call put away the phone, also moved by Dr. Wu’s dedication and by Divine Healer Zhang’s thoughtfulness towards them.

At this moment, the doctors present had a further increase in favorability toward Divine Healer Zhang.

"You." Zhang Feng thought of something, called that person,

"I’ll give you a formula, go to the Chinese medicinal ingredients store and gather some."

Since Dr. Wu was still sleeping, he decided to find a place in the hospital to practice first.

"Alright!" The person making the call walked forward without hesitation.

’What formula did Teacher Zhang give?’ People nearby gazed toward Zhang Feng.

But there were also two whispering,

"Eh? Why did the Deputy Dean go into the operating room? He... Isn’t it about... his hand?"

"Don’t you know? Yesterday when Dean Wu went into the operating room, the group chat was buzzing.

That’s when I found out, just a few days ago, Teacher Zhang healed the Deputy Dean’s old injury!

The dean and they have been keeping this news under wraps, I only found out yesterday.

Have you not seen these messages? Did you not hear anyone mention this when you joined the hospital?"

"What? Really?" The doctor was shocked, feeling it sounded like a fairytale, "The aftereffects of severed tendons can be healed? Is this still conventional medical skill?"

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