Chapter 36 Never Do Extra Things

After being busy for several days, he finally had time to rest. He slept until noon. The sunlight squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains, but Yan Xu was still too lazy to get up. No matter how much his bladder protested, he still calmly pulled the quilt and planned to endure it for a while.

Yan Xu picked up an ancient book from the bedside table and started reading it again.

This is a martial arts secret book that Huo Zhengen's grandfather obtained from the Imperial Household Department after the fall of the Qing Dynasty. It is said to be specially designed for the practice of the imperial guards, so there are no code words, and it is written as detailed and straightforward as possible for easy understanding, so he can understand it.

The martial arts secret manual specially designed for the palace guards to practice sounds very impressive, but only the legitimate descendants of the Eight Banners can serve as palace guards, and the combat effectiveness of the Eight Banners descendants has dropped drastically, so in the middle and late stages they are just a form, palace guards at work and playboys after get off work. It is better to forget about expecting them to practice martial arts hard, otherwise they would not have easily fallen into the hands of the grandfather of the Huo family.

However, although the Imperial Guards are cannon fodder to highlight the protagonist's strength in various versions of novels, movies and TV dramas, they are still the face of the emperor. Not only are they well paid, but the martial arts they practice are also not ordinary.

After all, whether to practice or not is one thing, and whether it is good or not is another. It concerns the face of men, and there can be no ambiguity on this point, otherwise it will be difficult to brag about it.

But after actually reading it, Yan Xu couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Whether it's fists, swords, guns, or hard skills, it's quite comprehensive, but it takes at least ten years of hard training to master it, and the upper limit is not as high as imagined.

Hurting people from a distance, no.

Left foot steps on right foot to fly up, no.

He didn't even have three feet of protective qi, and in fact, he didn't even have internal strength.

Yan Xu summarized these skills, which are to use special breathing methods and specific movements to enhance cardiopulmonary capacity and explosive power, which is similar to the training of modern athletes.

Without training, running a thousand meters makes you as tired as a dog. After three years of training, running five kilometers cross-country is like a piece of cake.

Not to mention weightlifting and boxing, if ordinary people compete with them, they would just be trying to scam others.

It was the same in ancient times. With the same knife, an ordinary person couldn't even cut through the pork belly, but a master could chop off a whole pig with one knife. On the battlefield, this was the difference between life and death.

Unfortunately, it requires years of hard training, and not only the Eight Banners disciples, even Yan Xu is unwilling to practice.

Ten years means ten worlds. Even if you can't go to a world with immortals and Buddhas, there should always be a world where one can practice Taoism and seek immortality.

Even if there isn't, there's a golden finger in each world. He doesn't believe that there isn't one that can extend one's lifespan, and a longer lifespan means more opportunities.

Therefore, what Yan Xu needs to do now is not to practice martial arts desperately, but to wait patiently.

However, there are shortcuts to learning these skills, because the emperor does not have the patience to let his subordinates practice hard for ten years, so there is the trend of taking drugs, such as Red Blood Pill, Zhuanggu Powder, Diamond Oil, Ginseng Pill, and Five Qi Decoction. If these secret medicines of the palace are used in sufficient quantities, they can be mastered in three years.

Unfortunately, Yan Xu didn't dare to use it. He had the prescription and could buy the medicine, but he knew that Chinese medicine was far more complicated than he had imagined. For example, the same prescription needed subtle adjustments for different people and different environments in order to achieve the greatest effect.

When the Imperial Household Department was still in existence, not only were all kinds of medicinal materials available, but the standards were also unified, and there were imperial doctors responsible for prescribing the medicine. If there was a problem in any link, the person would be beheaded.

Today's medicinal herbs are mostly artificially grown. Not only are their efficacy insufficient, but their medicinal properties also vary slightly. Ordinary prescriptions are still acceptable, and after modern testing and adjustment, they are basically the same.

However, if he wanted to restore the old prescription, he would not be able to master it unless he was a real old Chinese doctor. Not to mention that he had never heard of many of the herbs, and those he had heard of were probably not cheap, so he could only put them aside for now and wait until he returned to the Japanese world to see if he could collect some, and then try to refine the simplest Red Blood Pill and Ginseng Pill.

To put it simply, the Red Blood Pill is an ancient version of stimulants. After taking it, your ears will turn red, your blood circulation will flow smoothly, and you will have endless energy all over your body. You will get twice the result with half the effort when practicing martial arts, and you can be as good as two people in a fight.

The only drawback is that people will become listless after the effect of the medicine wears off. If used for a long time, the Qi and blood will be depleted, and the person may be ruined. Therefore, it is necessary to take ginseng pills to replenish the consumed Qi and blood, and then use Wuqi Decoction to regulate the unbalanced vital energy in the body.

Even with this kind of nourishing food, your life span will be shortened by more than ten years, which shows how harmful drug use is.

But Yan Xu didn't care, because the target of the drug was not him, but the Japanese warriors under his command. He would reward them with a pill before the war and then ask them to charge for him. He didn't think these little guinea pigs could live until the side effects became obvious, so that everyone would be happy.

Yan Xu did not feel any guilt for making this decision.

Going to the battlefield means risking your life. How many people would rush to get a pill that has side effects but can increase the chance of survival.

Besides, he would reward anyone who made a contribution and would never owe any meritorious official anything unfairly. In this respect, he was much more principled than those daimyo.

In this way, he will soon have a cannon fodder team with good combat effectiveness, so his plan can be changed and he no longer needs to be so conservative.

Yan Xu actually didn't take Japan very seriously as his first world he traveled through, and he didn't even have any long-term plans.

Firstly, he didn't have much energy to take into account modern times, and secondly, there was no need.

Although theoretically relying on the abundant resources and excess production in modern society, coupled with a systematic recruitment system, as long as the opponent does not successfully use a decapitation tactic, Yan Xu can mindlessly deploy troops to sweep across Japan and make everyone kneel down and call him daddy.

This is not a joke. Once Yan Xu gives up his bottom line and sneaks to some big granary and opens the system to collect, as long as the system has no upper limit, he can empty it out. By then, he will have no need for any number of soldiers.

You can even go abroad and use gold to buy arms. Except that you can't let the Japanese experience the little boy in advance, you can choose any conventional weapons.

The problem is that it feels good to do this, but he may not be able to grasp it.

In his previous life, he was a middle-aged office worker, and in this life he is a naive college student. If you let him secretly steal a large granary, he would probably be taken to the police station before he could succeed. Do you really think he has no defenses?

Let alone going abroad. Forget about how you can contact arms dealers without being arrested when you are unfamiliar with the place. Even if you do contact them, why would they not kill you first and then rob you, but do business with you in a serious manner? Why can you give out more gold? Your fate will be even worse.

Therefore, Yan Xu had no plans to go out, at least not now. After all, it was still the safest place in the country, so all his actions had to be as reasonable as possible to avoid exposing himself.

This is also what gives Yan Xu a headache, because there is never a shortage of smart people in this world. Even if they can't think of time travel, as long as you appear mysterious and do a lot of things that people can't understand, there will be people who will be curious to explore your secrets, and then you can wait for the bomb to explode.

Therefore, after traveling through time, Yan Xu never did anything out of the ordinary. He put himself into the role seriously, and as for the things he took over, he let go when he could, and held on to them when he could, in order to stabilize the two most important industries of the Yan family.

After traveling through time, he continued to move forward steadily and never did anything unnecessary.

(End of this chapter)