Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi-Chapter 207 - 200: Ribbed Muscles and Vajra Indestructible

Wang Ye continuously used various methods to stimulate his own potential.

The body also incessantly bore all kinds of gruesome scars.

And then swiftly recovered from them.

If he had a thermometer in his mouth at this time,

one could clearly see his body temperature repeatedly jump between 40 and 60 degrees.

In some extreme moments, it even approached 70 degrees.

At such temperatures, if you were to put an iron pan over it, theoretically, it would be enough to fry an egg. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Yet, outwardly, Wang Ye seemed to show no change at all.

Even the flushed red cheeks typical of fever were not visible on him.

However, if anyone got close to Wang Ye at this time, they would directly feel the scorching heat waves emanating from his body and hear the slight "gurgle" of boiling in his cardiovascular system, like a high-pressure cooker that could explode at any moment.

It was enough to show how eerie and terrifying Wang Ye's heat dissipation ability was.

Moreover, that Wang Ye could remain conscious at such temperatures indicated that his heat resistance was already at an Extraordinary Level, comparable to only a few living creatures on the entire Earth, most of which would be insects and reptiles.

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When night falls.

After the sun sets in the west.

Wang Ye's recovery ability was markedly reduced by about fifty percent.

Injuries that would originally heal in ten seconds,

now took twenty seconds to barely recover.

The ultimate strength and stamina he could exert also diminished significantly.

Feeling the weakening of his physical condition, Wang Ye packed up his equipment and headed straight home.

Due to the bright moonlight formed by the refraction of Fixed Star, he could still gain some weak radiation energy. This value was about 0.5 kcal/second, roughly a tenth of directly absorbing Stellar Energy, which means as long as Wang Ye could ensure that he was always bathed in moonlight, he could gain about 1800 kcal of heat every hour. So Wang Ye's metabolic rate had not completely lowered to a "power-saving mode," but maintained a relatively extravagant "high-energy mode," although it was far from the "frenzy mode" of direct Fixed Star exposure.

After obtaining the energy provided by radiation, Wang Ye dispensed with the effort of preparing dinner.

After returning home, he washed up briefly and lay down on the bed to rest.

Before sleeping, Wang Ye deliberately adjusted the camera by the bedside.

Removed his clothes, minimizing the fabric covering his chest and abdomen.

The aim was to capture his sleeping posture more clearly.

Given Wang Ye's current physique, he didn't have to worry about catching a cold from an exposed navel.

So he could rest assured, without covering himself with a quilt.

After adjusting his posture and the camera, Wang Ye gradually fell asleep.

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July 19th.

About ninety minutes after Wang Ye fell asleep, he woke up.

Since his sleep evolved, he seldom dreamt anymore.

Only occasionally, when training excessively and reaching extreme fatigue,

he would have a brief dream just before slipping into ultra-deep sleep.

This was because as his sleep quality improved, the proportion of REM and light sleep gradually decreased, and humans mainly dream during REM periods. In deep sleep, brain activity frequency drops to the freezing point, making it naturally impossible to dream. In Wang Ye's near-fetal breath and apparent-death ultra-deep sleep mode, dreaming was even more difficult.

While this improved Wang Ye's sleep efficiency,

it also left him somewhat vexed.

Because without dreams, the enjoyment of sleep was greatly diminished.

For some people with dreadfully boring lives,

dreams are the only place where pure happiness can be found.

Fortunately, Wang Ye's reality wasn't too monotonous now,

so the disappearance of dreams wasn't too big of a blow to him.

Wang Ye sat cross-legged at the bedside, practicing Innate Skill, while absorbing a bit of the moonlight's radiation.

Then he took down the camera from the tripod,

preparing to review the footage of his sleep earlier.

The video was about a hundred minutes long, quite lengthy.

Wang Ye exported it to his computer and played it at ten times the speed.

At ten times the speed, perhaps an ordinary person would only see afterimages,

but to Wang Ye, it felt no different from double speed.

He could clearly see the dynamic details of certain parts.

Movements like the rising and falling of his chest, which aren't particularly subtle, were naturally clear to him.

Wang Ye carefully watched his chest in the video, roughly calculating the rise and fall frequency.

"It indeed seems like there is breathing, but it's very slow, about thirty seconds per breath."

He took out his phone, searched for the standard human breathing rate, and muttered, "When sleeping, a normal person's breathing is about two to three seconds per breath. So, my breathing rate is about a tenth of a normal person's."

Upon saying this, Wang Ye slightly sighed in relief.

Although the breathing rate was extremely slow, he was indeed breathing.

As long as he's breathing, he needn't worry about any issues.

Even if someone discovers and asks, Wang Ye could straightforwardly explain he was practicing Turtle Breath Skill or other Daoist life-sustaining techniques, which results in very slow breathing during sleep. After all, he's already a Tai Chi Grandmaster, so practicing other Daoist techniques isn't surprising, and this Turtle Breath Skill also truly exists in the real world. This technique can significantly reduce the body's oxygen consumption and decrease the breathing frequency to several tens of seconds per breath, reaching the goal of prolonging life. In Daoist ancient texts, there are numerous enlightened individuals who can achieve thirty seconds per breath.

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