Wang Ye put down his chopsticks and searched for the keywords "Dragon Tiger Mountain" and "Flying."
The first video that popped up.
Was the video of Wang Ye training for gliding near Elephant Trunk Hill at Dragon Tiger Mountain yesterday.
In the video, you can see a man in a black windbreaker striking a wingsuit flying and swimming pose, spiraling rapidly in the air, his diving speed seemingly exceeding 100 km/h.
From the footage in the video, one can deduce that the location of the person filming was over 1000 ters away from where Wang Ye had been training for flying.
The surrounding peaks were shrouded in a hazy, watery fog, so the video quality was quite poor. Nowadays, after multiple shares and reposts by netizens, it suffered from pixel compression and re-encoding, covered with nurous layers of electronic degradation, rendering it extrely blurry.
Wang Ye couldn’t help but twitch his mouth,
"Can such a blurry video really identify ?"
To be honest, if not for having the mory of it, even he might not be able to recognize himself.
These fans are just too outrageous...
To precisely determine it was him based rely on the blurry silhouette in the video.
"However, special effects with this level of clarity, even I could make, so not many would believe it."
Wang Ye thought again and felt relieved.
After all, the netizens’ views on this matter stemd from speculation, making it hard to establish any concrete facts.
Wang Ye picked up his chopsticks once more and finished the five portions of cold noodles in front of him, paying 50 yuan.
He then shouldered his backpack and continued to race north along the highway.
Even after an entire night of continuous rushing, he felt no fatigue or sleepiness.
Due to evolution’s progression, his daily sleep ti had reduced to about four hours, with very high-quality deep sleep.
The ti so people spend on a nap was already sufficient for him to be fully rested.
This inhuman biological clock allowed him to sustain high-intensity activity for over 20 hours straight.
Now, Wang Ye couldn’t quite understand why his body required so little sleep.
Generally speaking, the stronger a human or carnivorous creature, the longer their sleep duration.
Like lions, they sleep for 20 hours a day, engaging in sleep when not hunting or foraging.
Whereas elephants, as large herbivores, only need two hours of sleep per day.
Giraffes need even less, requiring only 5-30 minutes of deep sleep daily.
So scientists have researched that one reason for the short sleep duration of large herbivores might be due to their massive size requiring considerable energy, while their food’s caloric density is low, forcing them to spend more ti eating and hence reducing sleep ti.
This could imply that Wang Ye’s increasingly shorter sleep ti, down to four hours, might be because his physique was getting stronger, and the caloric density of food was too low, causing his body to naturally compress the sleep duration.
Wang Ye was not resistant to this.
After all, as it seed currently, the reduced rest ti hadn’t affected him.
Instead, it afforded him increasingly free ti.
Every day felt longer.
Could it possibly have indirectly increased his lifespan?
After leaving Jingdezhen, Wang Ye spent nearly a morning running.
He finally left Jiangxi and stepped into the territory of Anhui.
The clouds covering the sky finally dispersed, transitioning to a sun-scorched sunny day.
There was noticeably more dust in the air, and the humidity was less than that of the south.
Nurous mist-like yellow sands swirled around the highway.
The southern part of Anhui had more mountainous regions, sowhat similar to Jiangxi’s terrain. The central part had many hills, but upon reaching the northern part, it turned into a mostly plain region.
Wang Ye traversed mountains and hills, foraging on the road in rivers and lakes.
After so many days of running and training, Wang Ye was long accustod to the sensation of running.
Now, running for him was almost no different from taking a motorcycle ride in the breeze.
Because the "Rapid Step" traits reduced his physical exertion for movent by 10%, his stamina consumption rate during the run was incredibly slow.
A resting heart rate of 10-20 beats per minute made his blood pumping efficiency extrely high.
Each beat pumped the equivalent of 10 tis the normal blood volu.
Even light jogging could only elevate his heart rate to about 80 beats per minute, similar to the resting heart rate of so weaker individuals.
This would not give him any sensations at all.
Thus, Wang Ye only needed to enjoy the relative wind blowing towards him.
After entering Anhui’s territory, the journey beca significantly smoother.
No need to climb mountains or go around them.
Just keep running along the endless highway.
The only difficult part was the boredom.
But seeing the skill level panel continually rising with his ever-ongoing run, Wang Ye’s monotonous and tedious mind found effective solace.
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Two days later.
May 28th
Wang Ye had already reached Lianyungang, Jiangsu.
He sat on a coastal rock under the setting sun, flipping through the map navigation on his phone.
The navigation showed clearly.
The distance to his destination—Weihai, Shandong, was about 500 kiloters away.
He estimated that he should arrive in Weihai, Shandong, the night after tomorrow.
"I really ran nearly two thousand kiloters on foot..." Wang Ye recalled the almost mad rushing along this journey, even he felt it seed sowhat unreal.
The salty sea breeze brushing his face made his fatigue from the many days of travel dissipate instantly.
He stood up again, taking off his coat, planning to dive into the sea to catch so fish to eat.
Lianyungang is a coastal city, facing the Yellow Sea to the east, connecting Hangzhou Bay to the south, rich in marine resources and coastline, with many sea areas for people to fish.
This was also one of the reasons Wang Ye ca to this city.
After eating too much freshwater fish by rivers and lakes, he occasionally wanted to taste seafood.
With a "splash," Wang Ye jumped into the ocean, using his level 4 Swimming Skill and webbed propulsion to swim towards the ocean depths at an unimaginable speed.
During these days on the road, Wang Ye needed to fish two to three tis daily.
Each ti fishing required him to constantly throw steel nails underwater at dynamic targets.
His throwing skills had beco increasingly exquisite with these days of practice.
He could even effortlessly fling a distance of 10-20 ters underwater.
It’s noteworthy that even a rifle could only shoot 1 ter underwater, and even a highly powerful sniper rifle couldn’t shoot beyond 5 ters. Even the highly penetrating compound bow and arrows could only reach about 10 ters underwater.
To achieve a 20-ter range underwater, only a pneumatic speargun designed specifically for fish shooting could do it.
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