The algorithm brought by Xing Yuanzhi this time consists of three sets:
The first set of algorithms is called "Yutie She". It is a low-level algorithm jointly developed by the Cheng family and the Xing family. The threshold for practice is to reach the ninth rank. Its effect is to launch objects as projectiles, killing enemies through immense kinetic energy.
The second set of algorithms is called "Qiong Biluo". Practitioners are required to reach the pinnacle of the ninth rank to achieve a perfect state. Its effect is to manipulate gravity and achieve autonomous flight.
The third set of algorithms is called "Xian Kongdong". It requires practitioners to reach the transcendent eighth rank to practice. Its effect is to create a gravitational collapse point in front, where all gravity in the surrounding space will point to this point, thereby attracting all enemies within the range to the collapse point.
Although Cheng Jinyang is very tempted by the latter two sets of algorithms, whether it's the flight of Qiong Biluo or the group restraint of Xian Kongdong, the effects are very cool and handsome.
More importantly, if one could use abilities in dreams, they might be able to break through the progress of the four demonic beings.
However, thinking of his nightmares every night, Cheng Jinyang can only continue to practice diligently, repeatedly calculating the three formulas of Yutie She, manipulating bullets to hit distant targets.
"By the way, this power seems a bit weak," he couldn't help but complain, "The bullets manipulated by gravity seem to be less lethal than those shot from firearms."
"Calculate it with the kinetic energy formula," Xing Yuanzhi said lightly, "Let's assume the gravitational constant is 10. For a target 10 meters away, the speed of the bullet hitting the target is about 14 meters per second. As for handgun bullets, just the initial velocity out of the barrel is already 400 meters per second."
"If I want to manipulate bullets with gravity, to achieve a speed of 400 meters per second..."
"8000 meters," Xing Yuanzhi provided the answer, "You would need at least an 8000-meter acceleration distance."
"Then isn't my ability quite useless?" Cheng Jinyang immediately felt somewhat disheartened.
"Bullet projectiles driven by gunpowder explosions rely on tremendous initial velocity to boost kinetic energy, so it's normal for your ability to fall short," Xing Yuanzhi chuckled coldly, "The real power of universal gravitation lies in..."
Her voice paused for a moment:
"Being able to manipulate extremely heavy objects."
"Imagine this, there's an enemy 3 meters away from you, and you have a car nearby. Now, you activate Iron Shot and direct the car's gravity towards the enemy..."
"...So, for the enemy, it's like being hit by a car falling naturally from a second-floor height," Cheng Jinyang pondered.
"Under such impact, even the body wouldn't remain intact," Xing Yuanzhi concluded, "On the contrary, small mass objects like bullets, even if falling from a height of 10 meters, basically wouldn't be lethal."
"So, when I had you manipulate bullets, it was just for you to practice the algorithm of Iron Shot. If you really encounter combat, you should still use larger mass objects. Typically, in urban environments, your Cheng family prefers using readily available cars by the roadside."
"I see." Cheng Jinyang nodded, "Also, don't call me 'Cheng family,' the Cheng clan of Shendu hasn't recognized me yet."
"Okay, then you must not call me A'zhi either," Xing Yuanzhi said.
After a few minutes, Xing Yuanzhi asked again, "Jinyang... have you ever thought about how to walk the future path?"
"The future path?" Cheng Jinyang put down the bullet.
"I am the genius valued by the Xing family. All the subsequent upgrades of brain domain development plans, advanced algorithms, and practical training will be prepared by the family for me."
"But what about you? I can still get you low-level algorithms, but the high-level algorithms of gravitational forces are only available in the Cheng family in Shendu... Also, your computational power is strong, and your brain is good enough, but it's definitely not as good as those Cheng family descendants who have been receiving brain domain development for a long time. It's easy to talk about the ninth grade now, but the longer it takes, the bigger the gap between you and them in terms of computational power."
"In short, you cannot always stay away from the development of the Cheng family in Shendu."
"Are you asking me to return to the Cheng family in Shendu?" Cheng Jinyang asked in surprise.
Xing Yuanzhi fell silent for a moment and continued, "For so many years, the Cheng family in Shendu has ignored you for a reason. We don't know anything now, it's too risky to let you return to the clan without knowing the reason."
"My current idea is that we still live in your house, but you can also accompany me back to the Xing family in Hejian. Of course, your true identity should be kept strictly confidential for now."
"Through the channels of communication between the two families, let's first investigate the attitude of the Cheng family in Shendu towards your father, and then decide how to proceed. What do you think?"
"You want me to investigate the relationship between the family and my father?" Cheng Jinyang was slightly taken aback at the words.
To be honest, even with the memories of this body, he knew very little about why his father had defected from the family back then. Or rather, his father had never mentioned this matter from childhood to adulthood. If he were to return to the family, at least this matter had to be clarified.
However, as Xing Yuanzhi said, one concern was the unknown attitude of the family towards him, and the other was his sensitive "golden finger" on his body. After all, the concentration of bloodlines could be measured, and frequent spikes in bloodline concentration easily led people to think of "blood explosion."
Reality was not a white fantasy novel. In white fantasy novels, protagonists with system-assisted golden fingers, even if their upgrade speed broke through the sky and they were arrogant and flamboyant, until they reached a higher realm, the big bosses would still ignore them.
As for reality, there was a saying, "the innocent might be blamed for harboring a jade," which meant just that.
The safest option, of course, was to keep the secret to himself, with absolutely no one else knowing.
However, the golden finger on his body was discovered by Xing Yuanzhi after all.
Fortunately, the interests of the two are aligned, so there is no need to worry too much.
But if he were to return to the Xing family in Hejian, would this secret be leaked to a third or fourth person? The more people who knows, the greater the risk of exposure...
"I plan to consider it carefully," Cheng Jinyang said solemnly.
"Well, indeed, this matter requires careful consideration on your part," Xing Yuanzhi said, taking out her vibrating phone and glancing at the screen, her expression somewhat off.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Jinyang asked.
"A friend sent me a message, saying they want to have dinner around Xincheng Street tonight," Xing Yuanzhi showed him the phone screen.
Although he didn't understand why she wanted to show him the messages, Cheng Jinyang still obediently approached and glanced at the messages in the chat group:
"Well, it does say to meet for a meal near Xincheng Street, but this person named 'Wang Xinzhi,' judging from the profile picture, seems to be a guy, right?"
He couldn't help but touch his head. Damn, could there be someone wearing a hat?
"To prevent any misunderstandings, I'll tell you the truth," Xing Yuanzhi sighed. "This Wang Xinzhi has been pursuing me, so I'm not very keen on going."
"Then don't go," Cheng Jinyang said.
"I can't not go," Xing Yuanzhi said. "The other party is a direct descendant of the Wang family from Taiyuan."
"The Wang family from Taiyuan..." Cheng Jinyang fell silent for a moment. "The leading family among the Five Great Families? The top aristocratic family in the world?"
"That's right, it's the Wang family, the top aristocratic family," Xing Yuanzhi pursed her lips. "Among the peak third-grade supernaturals in the supernatural world, there are five recognized individuals. Among them, the one recognized as the top third-grade supernatural is the current Prime Minister of Taicheng, Wang Maohong."
"Wang Xinzhi, he's his youngest son."
"I see," Cheng Jinyang chuckled bitterly. "No wonder you wanted to divorce me before."
"No," Xing Yuanzhi explained, "Wang Xinzhi's pursuit of me is purely his personal intention. The standard for marriage alliances in the Taiyuan Wang family is that the clan must have at least a fourth-grade supernatural from the 'prestigious and influential families.' Our Xing family in Hejian does not meet this standard."
"Of course, there are indeed some people in my family who hope to establish a relationship with the Wang family of Taiyuan. I have clearly refused many times before," she answered frankly, putting Cheng Jinyang's mind at ease.
So he asked, "Is the reason you can't refuse this time because of pressure from your family?"
"Not exactly," Xing Yuanzhi shook her head. "The main reason is that he brought his sister with him this time. It's not explicitly for pursuit or dating. If I continue to insist on refusing, it's easier to damage the friendship, and there's no point in making enemies with them."
"Also, I have a rough idea why he suddenly approached me this time."
"Why?"
"Of course, it's because he heard about my fiancé," Xing Yuanzhi smiled faintly. "So he came to confirm... You will come with me, won't you?"
"I won't," Cheng Jinyang immediately refused. "Why should I help you attract the resentment of the Wang family?"
Xing Yuanzhi: ???
"Hey, you are my fiancé!" she exclaimed in frustration.
But Cheng Jinyang remained silent. His face turned pale, his expression blank. Because a pair of slender arms were slowly extending from behind him, gently embracing him, as if paralyzing his entire body: "Jinyang..." Su Lili's whispered voice sounded in his ear, gentle but as if coming from hell.