After finishing everything, Jett returned to the living room and sat on the sofa, feeling somewhat skeptical about life for a moment.
How did he inexplicably master the Vajra Palm, and even directly attain its perfect state?
The stimulation of reality made his throat a bit itchy, and he subconsciously picked up his water cup.
Crash!
The water cup broke, spilling its contents all over the floor.
When he spread out his palm, it was covered in glass shards, yet his hand remained unharmed.
"The Vajra Palm seems to have the effect of tempering the body as well."
This thought suddenly occurred to Jett.
In his mind, besides making his hands indestructible, the Vajra Palm also allowed his body to reach a state of strength akin to that of a bull.
According to modern standards, the strength of a bull is roughly equivalent to about 1,000 pounds.
It seemed quite frightening when viewed this way. A single punch could probably punch through a flesh-and-blood body directly.
"Why is this happening?"
Jett began to ponder the sudden ability to cultivate the Vajra Palm.
First of all, it was definitely not related to the script. Plus, in his previous life, he had practiced it for decades. If there were any issues, they would have surfaced long ago, not suddenly now.
It shouldn't be related to him either. He was sure he was an ordinary person, not some alien or any other strange thing.
Then which part of the process went wrong?
Jett went to the study and looked around, suddenly noticing that the bag that was originally on the table had flattened.
When he opened it, he found it was indeed empty.
He was the only one in the room, so no one else could have taken it.
Thinking this way...
If there were no surprises, it should be because of the item in the bag that he was able to cultivate successfully.
Jett promptly picked up the phone and dialed Landon.
"Landon, what was in your bag?"
Instead of thinking it over himself, it was better to ask the person directly involved.
"Nothing much, just a souvenir my cousin brought back from abroad. He said he encountered a paranormal event there, and many people died. He was lucky to survive. After the incident, he picked up something from the scene, which is the thing he sent me."
A paranormal event?
It sounded more and more mysterious. Could it be true?
"I'll tell you in confidence. My cousin said the thing he gave me was good. It was reportedly a relic left behind by a monster after its death. Many people were looking for it afterward, but luckily my cousin got it."
Hearing this, Jett confirmed one thing: the so-called paranormal event should be real. Otherwise, it couldn't explain why this thing could help him cultivate the martial arts.
Besides martial arts novels, he had also read many online novels. This might be the so-called 'cheat ability'.
"Landon, I'm sorry. I accidentally broke that thing just now."
The item had disappeared, so Jett couldn't explain it and had to make up a lie.
"It's okay. I always felt that thing sounded mysterious and very unlucky. If it's broken, it's broken. That's fine."
Landon didn't care at all. From his tone, he really didn't mind.
Hearing this, Jett breathed a sigh of relief. If Landon had taken it seriously, he really wouldn't have been able to explain it. He couldn't just go out and find a monster to get another one.
"Alright, I'm hanging up. I'm chatting up a girl right now. Don't disturb me unless it's important."
"You're chatting up a girl?"
Jett couldn't help but laugh. "Using money to impress her should be considered her chatting you up."
"Who are you to tell me what to do? I'm paying, so I get to decide."
"Alright, I really won't say anymore."
Right after that, Jett heard the sound of the phone being hung up.
After hanging up the phone, Jett thought of Landon's words and went to the computer to turn it on.
He typed and searched for paranormal events.
Many results popped up, and when he looked at the dates, they were all recently posted.
He opened the most popular forum in the paranormal category.
He saw many stickied and highlighted posts.
"A ghost appeared in an abandoned teaching building of a certain university! Pictures and evidence provided!"
"A mysterious dark figure appeared on the Guieast River at night. Experts speculate it's the Loch Ness Monster!"
"Paranormal events frequently occur across continents. What's happening to this world?"
Seeing the second one, Jett couldn't help but chuckle. If a monster appeared on the Guieast River, shouldn't it be called the Guieast River Monster? What did it have to do with the Loch Ness Monster? Were they distant relatives?
Jett clicked on the first post and was immediately greeted by a creepy and eerie picture.
It seemed to be a teaching building, and there was a solitary dark figure standing next to the toilet on the third floor.
Just one look made his hair stand on end, as if the dark figure in the picture would appear in front of him at any moment.
Was it real?
This was Jett's first thought. However, the thing Landon gave him was solid, while ghosts were not. He wondered if ghosts could help him cultivate.
After all, they were both paranormal, so they should have some similarities.
With the experience of his first success, Jett was naturally not satisfied with cultivating just one script.
His bookshelf was neatly arranged with hundreds of martial arts scripts. It would be a pity not to practice them all.
He didn't want to become invincible with supernatural powers. That didn't suit his personality.
However, as a stubborn fan of ancient martial arts, how could he miss the opportunity to truly cultivate ancient martial arts?
This obsession reduced his innate fear of ghosts by a lot.
His desire to cultivate martial arts overcame his fear of ghosts.
Next, class was about to start, but Jett chose not to attend. Instead, he continued to search for paranormal events on the computer.
After all, paranormal events like ghosts didn't just happen when you wanted them to, and even if they did, you might not encounter them. It was better to take the initiative and strike first.
During his search, he didn't know if it was because the authorities had intervened, but posts and messages about paranormal events began to disappear continuously.
"Fortunately, I've already found some."
Jett looked down at the address information on his notebook.
According to the map, this place was only a few bus stops away from where he was.
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