Chapter 430: Chapter 174: The First Federal Conference_2
After the little white bear passed by a few strangers from the helicopter, it was still a bit shy, but secretly observed the ’beeping’ instruments in Zhang Feng’s arms.
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Arriving at the office.
Zhang Feng continuously circulated spiritual qi, always cooling down the little white bear.
About half a minute later, Old Liu arrived.
Seeing the little white bear in Zhang Feng’s arms, he was also bewildered,
"President Zhang... This?"
He didn’t know how to describe it, so he boldly speculated, "Are you planning to keep a large, ferocious ’pet’ beast at the base?"
As he spoke, seeing President Zhang’s indulgent expression of parenting, he added worriedly, "President Zhang... our people, they’re all slender and fragile researchers, even the special forces personnel, they... they..."
He considered that if President Zhang wasn’t around, and this big beast went berserk, could they shoot it with a powerful tranquilizer?
From a normal perspective, that would definitely be possible.
But Zhang Feng, as a pioneer, was now raising a ’son-like’ pet for the first time.
This made things tricky, very tricky indeed.
Because no one knew the extent of President Zhang’s ’care’ for his own pet.
If, by accident, the bear got hurt and President Zhang blamed them, it would be their fault.
Considering President Zhang’s current status and the degree of his influence on human civilization’s development, plus his personal strength.
If President Zhang erupted in anger, no reasons would be needed.
Old Liu was concerned about this little bear, unsure of how President Zhang had planned to arrange things.
"Don’t worry," Zhang Feng, seeing Old Liu’s troubled expression, spoke with a plan in mind, "It will stay in my room, but its daily food intake needs to be increased, temporarily set at twenty pounds of cooked meat.
In the future, I will also teach it, let it try to cultivate spirit qi, and adapt to human life."
"Teach?" Old Liu paused and then exclaimed in surprise, "You’re raising a mystical beast?"
"Yes," Zhang Feng didn’t deny, "it’s the same spirit thought nurturing I mentioned to you before."
In the past, Zhang Feng had talked to Old Liu about spirit cultivation.
This was also known to the planning department and some high-level officials.
Because years ago, Zhang Feng used the body stabilization skill abroad, utilizing spirit qi.
Regarding spirit cultivation, Zhang Feng also shared it with some trustworthy key personnel from various sectors.
However, over the years, none of them had managed to cultivate it.
For cultivating spirit, one first needs a spirit root, then a calm heart, followed by mastering more complex visualization, and finally channeling qi to the spirit.
This whole process requires all four crucial steps, each indispensable.
To achieve it, it usually takes at least fifty years.
Of course, if one already knows visualization and has a spirit root, then it’s up to luck.
Possibly, an epiphany could happen in an instant, turning visualization into spirit thought.
Or it could require decades of perseverance.
Currently, Zhang Feng was cautious about not spreading this technique to avoid some wrongdoers suddenly having an epiphany.
Such sudden power gain could cause a ’heaven-sent fortune’ like backlash.
So, for now, regarding spirit cultivation, before the advent of virtual reality technology (neurology), it wouldn’t be publicized to everyone.
As for nurturing mystical beasts.
It’s best done personally.
Being familiar with it, having come through it, with plenty of experience.
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A month later.
Inside the office.
Zhang Feng looked at the little Qingshan dismantling his own desk, pondering whether to nurture it or not. At least the table and chairs could be replaced with superconductive ones first.
Honestly, wonder why this child loves dismantling the house so much.
Within this month, he had just stepped outside briefly, and coming back, the tables and chairs were all gone.
"Roar roar..." Little Qingshan, now one and a half meters tall, growing quickly, curiously waved pieces of the wooden table in front of Zhang Feng as if asking a question.
Zhang Feng couldn’t understand, only turning his long-held sigh into a silent lament in his heart.
Little Qingshan was curious, watching his ’father?’ sticking fingers into the wood to ’tap tap tap’ and then delicious food was delivered.
He saw his dad step out today and wanted to ’tap tap tap’ to hunt for his dad.
But now the wood was pressed into pieces and no food arrived.
So he was very curious.
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Two days later.
In the morning.
Custom-made sets of superconductive tables and chairs were delivered.
Even Zhang Feng’s bedroom door was superconductive.
Because yesterday, Zhang Feng was in his bedroom having a voice call with Old Liu, and didn’t come out for a long time.
Little Qingshan, fearing something had happened to his dad, opened the door with a slap.
So it was replaced as well.
Moreover, Zhang Feng’s office was expanded a bit, adding a space for Little Qingshan to sleep and play.
Inside, there was a complete set of superconductive large bed, a replica superconductive cave, and a few superconductive toy fish.
The amount of superconductor used could make several superconductive cars.
Initially considered setting up a superconductive pool, but fearing he might spill the water everywhere, they decided against it.
Zhang Feng was satisfied with the room, at least Little Qingshan couldn’t break anything now.
"I’m going out, you stay at home quietly."
Afterward, Zhang Feng glanced around, ensuring everything that could be dismantled was protected, said a word to him, then headed towards the base’s lower level.
Yesterday, Old Liu called regarding today’s ’Federal Meeting issue’.
It’s also the ’First Formal Internal Federal Meeting’.
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At eight in the morning.
In a meeting room at the base’s lower level.
Zhang Feng and Old Liu sat at a table, surrounded by the planning department and think tank related personnel, along with a few unspeakable individuals.
But now, Old Liu was the representative for Great Xia, and also Xia’s delegate in the federation.