Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1064 - 191_3

Another white cocoon fell to the ground.

Ten fingers spread apart, tearing open the cocoon.

A new Masked Man appeared.

This time, the time it took for its limbs to transition from stiff to smooth was very short, almost just a few quick twitches, and it became extremely agile.

Its mask color turned black, more refined, like a human face, with detailed features.

Lin Shuyou noticed the transformation in this one, different from the ones he easily dealt with before.

The ten fingers on the coffin began to change.

Li Zhiyuan's hands mimicked the movements together.

Zhao Yi did the same, the two—one young and one old—moving their hands at the same speed.

The danger was still unclear, yet the opportunity had already appeared.

Those hands were actually demonstrating the Puppetry Technique, the previous round was the basics, the "starting move" Li Zhiyuan mentioned, or also known as the "first move."

Although Jiujiang Zhao was not truly a Dragon King's Gate disciple, his family had a rich heritage, and Zhao Yi had tasted fine bran.

As for Li Zhiyuan, thanks to the books in Grandpa's house basement, he had been lying in a pile of fine bran since he started learning.

When those hands began demonstrating, the two immediately recognized the sophistication of the Nuo Puppetry Technique, a treasured skill that they both coveted.

However, this wasn't a teaching bureau; rather, the so-called teaching here was merely a trap enticing inner desires.

Since those hands started from the "starting move," it was certainly different from independent skills like the "Fengdu Twelve Commandments." It had a clear progression, which Zhao Yi described as going from simple to difficult.

Human greed surely wants to learn as completely and understand as deeply as possible, which means the Masked Man they face would become increasingly strong.

Once greed cannot be contained, and the Masked Man becomes harder to deal with, to the point that their side cannot suppress the situation, this seemingly relaxed teaching bureau would turn into a death trap.

The switch in one's own hands is even more dangerous, as the vast majority truly struggle to overcome their greed.

Run Sheng gently nudged Tan Wenbin's shoulder and asked, "Why not sit down and learn too?"

Tan Wenbin looked at Brother Xiao Yuan and Zhao Yi sitting in front of him: "I don't think I fit in here."

Run Sheng: "That mule is rented, but this mule is yours."

Tan Wenbin nodded: "Harsh words but true reasoning."

Run Sheng scratched his head: "Mr. Li often teaches me these principles; they're quite effective."

Tan Wenbin chuckled and sat down cross-legged, patting his shoulders lightly and whispered:

"Children, lend me your clever little heads."

Two faint baby apparitions appeared at Tan Wenbin's shoulders, happily swinging their little feet.

Tan Wenbin looked at the hands on the coffin and followed slowly with both his left and right hands.

Watching and learning certainly has a lag; simply imitating already has him scrambling, and Tan Wenbin knows that mimicking motions is the lowest level, the real essence is understanding the skill's charm inherent in those hand movements.

Glancing at Zhao Yi, his hand movements were almost in sync with the hands on the coffin, sometimes showing smiles and expressions of insight.

Just like in high school, those well-performing classmates emitted an "oh~" when the teacher finished explaining a topic, while most were still perplexed.

Looking at my Brother Xiao Yuan, doing the same actions with a consistently calm expression; see, this is the exclusive steadiness of a top examiner!

Tan Wenbin knew his brain was insufficient for this learning speed, but it didn't matter; he could rely on the young ones.

The two children were already folding hand seals with him, albeit clumsily, but more smoothly than him, the father.

Three ordinary people working together, Tan Wenbin's hands gradually began to catch up, with intermittent epiphanies appearing in his mind, even uttering sounds:

"Tss~"

"Ah~"

"Oh~"

The happiness of those pretending ones in the class, Zhuangzhuang felt it.

Run Sheng looked down at the seated Tan Wenbin and marveled, "What are you breeding here?"

Then, Run Sheng turned his head, looking at Yin Meng standing beside him.

Yin Meng pointed at himself: "Do I need to sit and learn too?"

With your brain, you couldn't learn.

To say it like this is too blunt and hurtful.

So, Run Sheng said:

"Forget it, sitting for too long makes your legs numb."

Below, the second Masked Man was bringing pressure to Lin Shuyou; its speed and strength had noticeably increased compared to before.

Absent Divination, they were evenly matched for the time being.

Li Zhiyuan stopped the movement of his hands, followed closely by Zhao Yi.

Tan Wenbin continued imitating and sealing, his hands busy flying.

Li Zhiyuan remained silent.

Zhao Yi leaned back slightly, tilting sideways to glance at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin: "Brother Xiao Yuan, don't wait for me."

As long as Brother Xiao Yuan learns well, I can have personalized lessons afterward; for now, it's about experiencing the learning atmosphere, participation is key.

Li Zhiyuan: "Ah You, Divination."

Lin Shuyou received the order and promptly drew distance during the mutual exchange of kicks, completing the Divination, and opened the vertical pupil!

His speed in Divination was becoming faster and faster, like calling the paging station without ever worrying about queues or busy lines, instantly hearing the gentle voice of the paging station lady upon connection.

The White Crane Child charged forward, flashed beside the opponent with a Three-step Praise, then single-handedly grabbed the Masked Man's neck, flinging it to the ground, and raised his foot to stomp down!