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"Jason, come, practice this divine technique with me! Once you master it, you'll be able to punch Superman and kick Batman! Become a true powerhouse, and then, you can do whatever the fuck you want!"
Jason speechlessly took the notebook. He expressed complete disbelief at Max's exaggerated claims.
However, his eyes lingered on it curiously for a long time. Then, he gave Max a look one would give an idiot:
"Are you sure this thing can be practiced? People will die, right!"
"Coward! For the sake of power, what's so scary about mere death! Don't you want to possess world-destroying strength? Then you can do whatever the fuck you want! Beat up whoever you want! Eliminating a city's villains will only take a single thought! Aren't you tempted?"
Jason couldn't hold it in anymore. He angrily pointed at the outrageous text and said:
"Fuck, are you fucking insane?! You don't really want to train with electric currents, do you?"
"The beginning says to use electric shocks to stimulate the body and enhance physique, I won't say anything about that. But later on... what the hell is this written? It says you need to be struck by lightning to quickly become stronger!"
"Are you trying to die even faster?!"
It wasn't that Jason was too cowardly; it was that this thing was practically suicide! This book, no matter how you looked at it, seemed like a suicide manual!
What did it mean, attach electrode pads to your body and then practice while being electrocuted?
One hundred push-ups, one hundred squats, a five-kilometer run, and you have to persist for a month! Enable the body to adapt to electric current and be able to store a trace amount of it! Then train fist techniques to channel this current!
And this was only the first part of the technique.
The second part was the most outrageous: use meditation to enhance spiritual power until it could envelop the entire body. Then use spiritual power to vibrate all body cells, causing them to rub against each other to generate electricity. Then use the electricity to generate magnetism, and finally, rotate the magnetic field...
Holy crap, if someone could actually master this, would they still be fucking human? A humanoid electric eel?
Max's face was full of a confident smile. He said, "Weaklings definitely can't do it! But, don't forget, we still have the Talon assassin's teeth! We don't need to fear early-stage damage to our bodies at all!"
Jason had a shocked expression: "No way! Are you suggesting I get a tooth transplant? No, absolutely not! Those were used by a corpse, that's too disgusting!"
"You don't have to transplant them. Just wash the teeth clean and soak them in water to drink!"
"You...", Jason, who had just finished eating, suddenly felt his stomach churn: "Ugh, what the fuck are you saying, ugh! Is this a method a normal person could come up with? Ugh..."
Looking at the mess Jason had vomited, Max's face was full of black lines:
"Damn, is it that exaggerated? Can't you just think of it as a medicinal catalyst in Chinese medicine? When Alfred makes soup, put one in as an ingredient. You don't have to eat it when you pour the soup!"
"Stop, fuck, shut up! I feel like I can never look at Alfred's soup the same way again!"
Jason kept taking deep breaths, trying to regulate his body.
Alfred sighed. What an undeserved disaster. He still had to clarify regarding Max's slander:
"Young Master Max, I would never use strange things to make soup! As a butler, the food I prepare is both nutritious and delicious!"
Max's mouth twitched. I was using a metaphor, Alfred!
"...Alright then, if you're not willing, I can't help it. I'll practice myself! Someone will eventually appreciate this peerless secret manual. Alfred, can you give me one of the Talon's dentures?"
Alfred fell silent for a moment. He genuinely believed Max would actually soak dentures in water to drink, so he decisively refused.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Max, Master Bruce has already taken those dentures for research. There are no spares in the manor."
"Uh, what a pity. Alright then! I'll figure something out myself!"
If you use your brain, there are always more solutions than difficulties!
Max didn't just have this one method of treatment. Don't forget, he also had backward magic!
The magic book Zatanna had given him contained recipes for various recovery potions.
Max could create some potions with healing abilities. The healing speed of those potions was very fast, capable of healing injuries visibly. The only drawback was that they were too expensive; he had to spend a lot of money to buy materials.
Thus, Max brazenly handed the potion recipe to Alfred, asking him to help prepare the medicinal ingredients.
His justification was: This potion is very good, you can keep some备用 (as backup/on hand) for Batman. As long as the injuries aren't severed limbs, the healing effect is very fast. For example, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and the like, it has miraculous effects!
He wasn't afraid Alfred would refuse, because this was a magic potion. He had to be the one to brew it, and he also had to apply magic!
Alfred walked to a quiet place and began to make a phone call to have someone prepare the medicinal ingredients.
Max and Jason were left staring at each other. Jason's eyes were filled with distrust, as well as deep worry, afraid that his little brother here wouldn't think things through and would get himself killed.
However, for the current Max, none of this was important.
Right now, he just wanted to try and see if this secret manual was viable in this world.
He sprinted out the door, looked up at the sky, "Hmm, it's overcast, that's very good!"
Walking onto the open lawn, a magic circle formed out of thin air beneath his feet and instantly lit up.
After finishing the preliminary incantation, Max pointed a finger to the sky and intoned:
"Fa Mo Lei Yin!" (Magic Thunder Summoning)
Rumble— The dark clouds began to churn, and thunderclaps boomed repeatedly.
In an instant, the sky suddenly brightened!
A bolt of lightning as thick as an arm was the first to break through the dark clouds, striking Max squarely on the head!
The electric current forcefully entered his body, causing Max to convulse all over, his muscles spasming.
"Yiyaaaahhhh..."
A few seconds later, the lightning's energy dispersed into the ground, leaving behind a human-shaped piece of charcoal standing there.
"Pfft!" Max spat out a puff of white smoke.
At this moment, he was entirely pitch black, his clothes having been zapped into charcoal! The hair on his body was also mostly carbonized, sprinkled on his skin. Every strand of his hair stood on end, the tips already emitting a burnt smell.
If the trusty Omnitrix hadn't secretly helped by absorbing most of the lightning, Max would have zapped himself to death!
"Fuck, are you a pig?! Max!"
Jason rushed out of the house and saw a charcoal figure standing in the open area, while that area itself was scorched black.
Jason was somewhat panicked. He blurted out what Batman had warned him about:
"Indeed, Batman was right, your personality is affected by your watch! That flying egg before, and your reaction when you transformed just now, it's clear! Fuck, how could you be stupid enough to get struck by lightning yourself! Even the Joker wouldn't do something this dumb!"
Jason didn't dare touch him at this moment. Seeing Max's miserable, charred state, he didn't even know if Max was still alive!
"Hiss! Natural lightning, that really fucking packs a punch!"
The charcoal figure spoke! Not only did it speak, but it also started to move! Although slowly, it was clear that he was performing a set of fist techniques!
Jason had seen this fist technique before, in the book Max had written earlier; there were illustrations.
There were even annotations stating that one needed to be able to store electric current in their body before they could practice this fist technique! Otherwise, one couldn't cultivate Electric Current Propulsion!
As long as one adopted the poses described and used them slowly and continuously, this set of fist techniques could rapidly circulate a human's entire blood supply. While promoting blood circulation and removing stasis, it allowed the electric current stored in the body to flow throughout the body with the blood!
When a person could perfectly use these fist techniques, converting the power of electricity for their own use, Electric Current Propulsion would be achieved!
Electric Current Propulsion is the prerequisite for Magnetic Field Rotation; one first needs electricity, then control over electricity!
As for the later stages of generating magnetism from electricity and then making the magnetic field rotate, this couldn't be achieved without "world-shattering wisdom"! The threshold is very high, like three or four stories high.
However, Max could understand these difficulties.
After all, it was Seventh Brother's brain that created this technique; it was normal for some quirky operations to appear.
Isn't it just that cultivation and leveling up are relatively difficult?!
It can be overcome! If he trains for 20 years, he doesn't expect to enter the realm of Magnetic Field Rotation, but he aims to be an unmatched master of Electric Current Propulsion.
Max, practicing his fist techniques in the open space, moved faster and faster. Electric arcs also began to flicker around his body, crackling and popping!
"No way!"
Jason's mouth hung open. He suddenly suspected he was going crazy, or that there was something wrong with his eyes.
This situation, with electricity arcing all over his body, meant that the goddamn training method in that "suicide manual" was actually real!
A person really could train themselves into a superpowered being!
"My god, are you okay after being struck by lightning? Or have you already transformed?"
Jason still couldn't accept that a person could become stronger after being struck by lightning!
If such a thing were true, then why, among the many people in the world struck by lightning, were they either directly zapped to death, or crippled for life, or left with lasting side effects? Not a single one became stronger. This isn't scientific!
"Mwahahahaha~ I did it! Electric Current Propulsion! As long as you're not afraid to die, you can master it! I'm truly a genius! Hahahaha..."
Max discharged electricity on the spot, laughing wildly for a few minutes, then he... started leaking electricity.
The current that was still flowing began to dissipate rapidly in an unbelievable way.
By the time Max reacted, the current had already been completely absorbed by the trusty watch on his left hand.
Max: "...Damn you! Omnitrix! This isn't funny! I was just about to become an invincible person! How dare you hold me back at a time like this!"
The Omnitrix ignored him, merely silently absorbing the electric current from Max's body and slowly repairing his injuries.
He, a rookie who had just learned Electric Current Propulsion, couldn't yet make his cells heal rapidly.
Max had truly endured that lightning strike just now, and it had caused considerable damage to his body.
"Hey! Trusty watch! Answer me, why!"
Max, overcome with anger, slammed his watch, accidentally activating the Omnitrix's random transformation mode.
In a flash of green light, he turned into... an electric mouse?!
"Pika—Chu—"
The bristling electric mouse directly unleashed a Thunderbolt!
For a moment, the lawn flickered with golden light, and electric sparks flew wildly. The unlucky Jason was accidentally zapped, and all the hair on his body stood on end!
"Pikachu, Pikachu!..." (Fuck it, why, I clearly succeeded, dammit! Why—!)
It almost completely discharged all the electricity stored in its cheeks.
After venting, it calmed down from its anger.
'This isn't right, very wrong, something's off! The trusty watch shouldn't forcibly absorb the power I've cultivated! Just like the magic I learned, the trusty watch doesn't absorb my spiritual power either. So why did it happen just now?'
Its small brain was filled with big question marks. The electric mouse kept replaying its actions from just now, and finally, inspiration struck.
'That's right! I was injured! Not only injured, but it was very serious for me! The trusty watch must have determined that those currents needed to be eliminated for me to recover! That's why it performed a forced elimination!'
Having figured out the key point, Pikachu's mood instantly improved. So, it just disliked the natural lightning's power being too great!
'No problem, I'll rig up a generator later, and do it myself!'
Pikachu's small face showed a resolute expression, very much in the style of a Hong Kong comic.
"Ah~~~, you, what was that just now? Why did you suddenly shock me! It made my whole body feel awful!"
Jason's muscles were still twitching. Pikachu's Thunderbolt was not so easy to take.
Pikachu paused, as if it had figured something out. A wicked smile appeared on its small face, the smile one has when looking at a test subject!
"Piiiikaaa—Chuuu~"
Another full-power Thunderbolt, the golden current relentlessly stimulating Jason!
During the electrocution, Jason's expression was contorted with pain. He guessed what this bastard wanted to do; it was nothing more than wanting him to practice that manual!
However, wasn't this a bit too hasty? He, Jason, hadn't even done any physical conditioning training, and he was being subjected to something as stimulating as electric shocks right from the start!
But clearly, Max paid no mind to Jason's suffering, continuously releasing electric shocks!
Jason endured the pain and began to train, only feeling somewhat better after completing an entire set of the fist techniques.