After dying billions of times, I copied my talents and killed all races!

[Name: Su Mu】

【Qi and blood value: 4.13 (not a martial artist)】

【Body Refining Technique: Body Refining Technique of All Races (The Great Ape Race, the Golden Peng Race, the Diamond Bull Race)】

【Breathing method: Xiantian fetal breathing method】

【Martial arts: None】

【Talents: EX level: post-death copy, SSS level: 12-hour rollback after death, Book of Wisdom]

4.13!

After only practicing the Ten Thousand Races Body Refining Technique once, Su Mu's blood value jumped from the original 0.72 to 4.13!

An increase of more than three points.

Although it may be because it was the first time to practice, the increase was relatively large, but it was enough to prove the power of the Ten Thousand Races Body Refining Technique.

"" Huh! Brother Mu, did you practice yesterday? I practiced for the first time last night, and I was so tired."

Li Xiangdong, his deskmate, came to Su Mu excitedly and said.

Hearing this, Su Mu nodded in agreement:"Indeed."

He still remembers the tired feeling yesterday. In addition, he just had a replay yesterday. The double fatigue of mind and body made him go back to his room to sleep as soon as he finished his meal last night.

When he got up this morning, he barely recovered a little.

But to be honest, although he is still a little tired mentally, he feels like he has endless energy physically.

Most of the students in the class, like Li Xiangdong, are excitedly talking about their experience of practicing for the first time yesterday.

Just as everyone was discussing, the head teacher with a bald head finally walked into the classroom.

"Classmates!"

He glanced at the classmates in the class, as if to confirm the number of students in the class.

After confirming that there were no missing people in the class, the head teacher Jiang Heliu nodded.

"Before I take you to the first test, I will take you to a place first. Everyone, get ready. The school bus is already at the school gate."

Jiang Heliu's words made the students present curious.

Under the leadership of Jiang Heliu, the students of Class 5 lined up in two teams and came to the school gate.

At this time, several school buses had already stopped at the school gate, and students from other classes in the third year of high school were lining up to get into the school buses.

The students of Class 5 also got into the school bus quickly.

Su Mu chose a position near the window.

Looking at the gradually receding buildings outside the window, Su Mu recalled what he heard before going to bed last night.

I don't know if it is because of the practice of the Ten Thousand Races Body Refining Technique and the Innate Fetal Breathing Method that the five senses have been enhanced.

Although lying in his room, Su Mu could still clearly hear the conversation of his parents in the living room.

"Dad, black pork is really expensive now, 150 yuan per pound. According to Muer's appetite, he would have to eat at least 4,000 to 5,000 yuan a day."

"What a good meal! This shows that Mu'er's Qi and blood have improved a lot. As long as my son can make a name for himself, I would be happy to sell everything I have and beg outside to support him. How much money is left at home?"

"Adding up all the scattered money, there is about 50,000 yuan left."

"You don't have to worry about money. Tomorrow you can withdraw 30,000 yuan and buy two sets of blood-replenishing powder for Mu'er. The rest of the money can be used to buy blood food. This period of time is a critical period for Mu'er. Even if we have to tighten our belts, we can't let the child suffer."

"Well, I'll go see if there's any place that does handicrafts tomorrow......."......

I'm short of money.

Su Mu frowned slightly.

The saying"poor in literature but rich in martial arts" is not just a saying.

For a warrior, the improvement of Qi and blood in the early stage is largely based on blood food and Qi and blood medicine.

Let's not talk about others.

Let's talk about Su Mu himself.

If he had enough blood food and Qi and blood medicine on weekdays, then when he practiced the Ten Thousand Races Body Refining Technique and the Innate Fetal Breathing Method yesterday, it would not be impossible to directly increase the Qi and blood value by ten points and directly step into the first level of martial arts apprentice.

"We have to find a way to make money."

Su Mu narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The school bus soon arrived at their destination.

After getting off the bus, the students realized that the place where the teacher took them today was the human martyrs' cemetery located in their third safety zone. There are a total of 197 safety zones behind the human race, of which 56 belong to Daxia.

And in every safety zone in Daxia, a human martyrs' cemetery will be set up.

The purpose is to enable people in every safety zone to know the heroic deeds of these martyrs who have dedicated themselves to the human race.

The martyrs' cemetery is an open-air mountain.

The mountain is in the shape of a ladder, and on each level, there are countless tombstones of martyrs.

On the tombstones, the heroic deeds of these human martyrs are engraved. In front of some tombstones, the families of these martyrs are burning paper and flowers to commemorate their dead family members.

""Everyone, be serious!"

This was the first sentence the teacher said after all the students got off the school bus.

Not only him, but almost every head teacher of every class would warn all the students to be serious after all the students got off the bus.

However, everyone basically knew where this place was.

So everyone was very tactful and put away their smiles and followed the team seriously.

"Today, I brought you here because I hope you can take a good look at the reason why we can study safely in the rear of the human race is because of these heroes who bravely sacrificed themselves on the battlefield of all races."

Jiang Heliu looked at the students below seriously.

"In the near future, some of you may also appear here. This is the fate of everyone who embarks on the path of martial arts, and it is also the highest honor!"

"I hope that each of you can understand the significance of embarking on the path of martial arts. If it were a peaceful era, I would not ask you to do anything. Embarking on the path of martial arts can be for the purpose of strengthening the body or becoming stronger, but in this era, the only pursuit of every human being embarking on the path of martial arts is to fight against all other races! Protect the human race behind you!"

"Because, behind you are your family and your friends!"

At this point, Jiang Heliu paused, and looked at the tombstones all over the mountain with some emotion.

"After I finish teaching you this class, I, your teacher, will also return to the battlefield of all races. I hope that one day in the future, you guys will have the opportunity to give me a few bouquets of flowers and burn some paper money."

"Well, I won't say any more. This morning, we will pay tribute to the deeds of these martyrs. At 11:00 am, gather in front of the school bus. After lunch, we will officially start your first blood test! Now, free time!"

"By the way, let me remind you one last thing! Don’t forget where this is! This is not a school, not the playground for you to play! If I find anyone disrespecting these martyrs, don’t blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, Jiang Heliu waved his hand.

The classmates also dispersed one after another.

At this time, Li Xiangdong decisively came to Su Mu and sighed:"Brother Mu, did you hear just now? The old class teacher said that after he finishes teaching our class, he will return to the Ten Thousand Races battlefield.

Hey, the old class teacher is really something.

It would be great if he could stay in the rear and be a teacher.

Hasn’t he already been to the Ten Thousand Races battlefield once? He obviously doesn’t need to go again.

With his strength, if he goes up again, wouldn’t that be suicide?"

Although everyone usually complains about the old class teacher.

But now that they hear the old class teacher say that he is going back to the battlefield, for a moment, they are more or less disappointed.

Li Xiangdong is naturally the same.

Su Mu glanced at him.

Although he did not agree with the old class teacher’s behavior, he could understand it.

"It is precisely because of people like Laoban that the human race can fight against all other races."

Su Mu said.

After listening to Su Mu's words, Li Xiangdong also sighed, and then he thought of something and said:"Brother Mu, do you think it is possible for us to meet Laoban on the battlefield? Who knows, my position may be higher than his by then. If that happens, Laoban may have to rely on me for protection."

Su Mu shrugged and said,"You are quite thoughtful. Okay, don't forget the purpose of this trip. I'll go over there and take a look."

Patting Li Xiangdong on the shoulder,

Su Mu began to read the deeds of these martyrs on the tombstones.

"Gu Changwei, a soldier of the 7th Squadron of the Western Theater of the Myriad Races, was a martyr. In the 1073rd year of the Wudao calendar, the Blackwing Eagles attacked the 33rd Base of the Western Theater. Gu Changwei was the first to discover it. After fighting desperately for nearly three minutes, he self-destructed to spread the news of the enemy attack......."

"Fang Hao, captain of the fifth squad in the western theater of the Myriad Races battlefield, martyr.

In the 1087th year of the martial arts calendar, he and his fifth squad encountered the Nether Cat Tribe.

After three days and three nights of bloody battle, he was captured.

In order to prevent the aliens from using him to extract intelligence, he only had his right hand that could move, so he put his hand into the wound in his abdomen, endured the severe pain and tore out his intestines before being heroically executed.......

"

"Li Heting, Western Theater of the Myriad Races Battlefield......"

Su Mu's scalp was numb after reading the deeds of the martyrs.

Occasionally, he could hear the cries of the martyrs' families. He had just taken two steps when a wave of heat suddenly hit him. It was the flames from burning paper that were blown to his face by the wind.

He took two steps back.

Looking at the flames that seemed to be coming towards him, he did not feel scared.

Instead, he suddenly remembered a sentence his teacher had said in class.

When the wind has a shape, it means that the old friends are reluctant to leave.

Will these martyrs also be reluctant to leave?

Su Mu clenched his fists.