Jett subsequently calculated the remaining amount of black mist.
One hundred and forty units? Over five thousand units of black mist have been consumed.
Among them, higher-level basic martial arts skills consumed nearly more than half of the black mist.
The rest was evenly distributed among the other martial arts skills.
The more he practiced, the more he consumed. Initially, one martial arts skill only required seven hundred units of black mist, but now the remaining skills required at least a thousand units.
It's estimated that it will become increasingly difficult in the future.
Progress was fast in the early stages, but it's expected to slow down later.
After all, Jett was very clear about one thing: among those martial arts scripts, the majority were high-level martial arts skills he had collected, while lower-level ones were relatively few.
After finishing the lower-level ones, there would be a significant leap, and the amount of black mist required would also increase exponentially.
...
He read the "Tao Te Ching" for about an hour.
The Daoist principles contained within it dissipated some of the aggression in Jett's heart, making him less prone to irritability.
At this time, the sky gradually brightened.
Just as Jett got up to find a glass of water, a chaotic footstep sound suddenly came from outside the corridor.
Holding the glass, he saw a group of policemen in the corridor, doing something.
If all goes as expected, they should be investigating what happened in this building last night.
Seeing this, Jett went to his room, changed into pajamas, deliberately messed up his hair, and put on his glasses.
Thus, an ordinary-looking guy appeared.
At this moment, a knocking sound was heard.
Jett deliberately waited for a while before opening the door. He saw several policemen standing outside. Peeking through the gap, he saw that the neighbor had also woken up and was confusedly being questioned by the policemen.
"Officer, what's the matter?"
Jett scratched his head and said in a dazed manner.
Seeing that it was just an ordinary guy who came out, the policeman let out a sigh of relief.
"A murder occurred in this building last night. We're here to ask some routine questions, so you don't need to be afraid of us."
A policeman said.
"Murder? Is it that terrifying? Which floor? Who died?"
Jett pretended to be startled and quickly asked.
"You'll find out soon. First, let us ask you something."
"Ask whatever you want. I promise to cooperate."
"Where were you last night?"
"At home."
"What time did you go to sleep last night?"
"Around eleven o'clock, I guess. Actually, I'm not too sure. I fell asleep in a daze."
Hearing this, the three policemen showed a hint of disappointment but continued to ask as usual.
"Did you hear any strange noises last night?"
"I just woke up when you knocked. Were there any strange noises? I'm not sure."
After that, they asked a few more insignificant questions and stopped.
Because Jett's answer was identical to the others who were alive: they all fell asleep inexplicably and woke up at dawn.
"Alright, it's fine. Just a reminder: close your windows and doors at night and don't wander around aimlessly."
"Yes."
Jett smiled and closed the door.
After closing the door, Jett went to the window and looked downstairs, finding that many areas had been cordoned off.
Especially the spot where he had landed from the eighth floor, where many people had gathered.
"Since I haven't been discovered, it's not closely related to me."
Jett thought and returned to the study to continue reading.
...
Meanwhile, a black car suddenly drove into the apartment complex.
Four people wearing special uniforms got out.
"Who are you? This area is restricted."
Seeing the four approaching the cordoned-off area, a young policeman quickly stopped them.
"Look yourself."
The leader threw his ID card at the young policeman and led the other three inside.
The young policeman, intimidated by their imposing manner, didn't dare to continue blocking them and carefully opened the ID card first.
"Name: Vaughn."
"Position: Deputy Director of the Zamnia District Security Bureau, Andhofri State."
"ID Number: 42002."
Seeing this, the young policeman didn't dare to continue reading. He had heard of this department, and many people in the bureau knew about it, but they didn't dare to say too much.
Vaughn led the three into the cordoned-off area and said to a middle-aged man beside him, "Richard, what's the situation?"
"I'm not sure either. You could see it yourself."
Richard shook his head and pointed at the ground.
Vaughn crouched down, looked at the ground, and his gaze focused as he said in a low voice, "These are human footprints."
Footprints?
Everyone around was surprised. What kind of footprints could be so deep, stamping out a pit that reached knee-level? This was pure cement ground.
"Our people also guessed that. A piece of glass on the eighth floor was broken. We tested it, and if a person's body is hard enough, they could stamp out such an effect under the influence of their weight and gravity."
Richard said in a low voice.
"Anything else?"
Vaughn thought for a moment and asked as he looked up.
"Yes, not far from here."
Vaughn walked over, crouched down, looked at the smaller pit, picked up a bit of soil and sniffed it, then compared the size of the hole with his hand. This time, his face darkened.
"A monkey monster!"
"Isn't it said that monkey monsters only appear in the mountains? How could they appear in the city?"
A young man following behind Vaughn said with some surprise in his tone.
"You just joined the bureau, and there are many things you don't understand. Monkey monsters from the mountains won't appear here, but what if someone raised or captured a monkey monster?"
Vaughn pondered for a while, and during this time, many documents were passed to him. He flipped through them for a while and let out a sigh of relief.
"I have a conclusion."
Hearing this, many people gathered around.
"Vaughn, tell us. What happened?"
Richard stood aside and asked.
"According to my calculations, a medium-sized paranormal incident occurred here last night."
Hearing this, everyone was startled.
Medium-sized paranormal incidents were rare in the entire Zamnia District, and now there was another one.
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