Zhang Haoran drove back to his dorm.
He moved everything into the room, leaving only a portion outside for show, and putting the rest into his storage space, including various firearms and ammunition from the car.
As soon as he finished tidying everything up, he was about to head to the Logistics Department when Qiankun Dan Sheng sent him a message.
He clicked it open.
It turned out that Qiankun Dan Sheng had discovered a skill that was very useful to him while browsing the mall.
The name of this skill was 'Sacred Mark'.
It was unknown which kind Soul had Transmigrated to which world, but the skill he submitted could be said to be a boon for many Transmigrators.
This skill was too friendly for Transmigrators.
Just like Zhang Haoran, there were many pieces of equipment that he didn't look down on, but rather, he couldn't take them out even if he bought them, as the style would be all wrong.
If he took them out, he would surely be surrounded and then sliced up.
However, this skill called Sacred Mark could transform any tangible object into a Sacred Mark, imprinting it on the Soul.
All skills and functions remained unchanged; it was merely a transformation in the form of existence.
To say it was an imprint wasn't entirely accurate; 'paste' would be more precise, but the description simply used 'imprint'.
And this imprint could be removed.
To put it plainly, it meant that the Sacred Mark could be transformed back into its original item, allowing for free conversion between the two.
For example, Zhang Haoran's mask could be transformed into a Sacred Mark using this skill.
Even Medicinal Pills could be turned into Sacred Marks, though this wasn't of much use to Transmigrators, as they all possessed storage spaces.
Of course, it wasn't something that could be converted at will.
Everyone's Soul had an upper limit for carrying capacity, but this limit was relatively high.
Another point was that with equipment as a Sacred Mark, you could choose whether to activate its effects or not.
This was unlike regular equipment, where wearing it automatically activated its effects and taking it off deactivated them.
Similarly, if you wore it, you couldn't prevent it from having an effect.
Just like Zhang Haoran's insignia, wearing it would put him into reading mode when he looked at a book.
With Sacred Mark, it only takes effect if you want it to, and if you don't want it to, it won't have any effect.
This was very convenient.
Zhang Haoran checked the Sacred Mark skill after System optimization.
At 1000 value points, it could be said to be well worth the price.
He exchanged for it without hesitation.
Once the information transfer was complete, he mastered the skill.
Originally, to transform an item into a Sacred Mark, it required matching body energy and Mental Energy.
To put it simply, it consumed body energy and Mental Energy.
Zhang Haoran took out his mask and activated the Sacred Mark skill, finding that it consumed quite a bit.
However, this was irrelevant to him.
As he input his Qi and Mental Energy, the mask gradually dematerialized, finally transforming into a Sacred Mark that drilled into his body.
Zhang Haoran activated the mask's function in his mind, controlling his Qi intensity to 270 Cal, then refilling his Qi.
He raised his hand and tapped in front of his face, as if an invisible mask was worn on his face.
The defense remained.
Next was the guardian of knowledge badge, and finally, that pair of bracers.
After he had transformed all of them into Sacred Marks, Zhang Haoran made the Sacred Marks disappear.
These pieces of equipment were temporarily enough for him.
After finishing up, he picked up the four unpackaged bottles of Maotai, found a box to put them in, and then filled two gourds with monkey wine, placing them in his storage space.
He quickly arrived at the Logistics Department and found Li Changsheng.
However, Li Changsheng was no longer like before, with his eyes lighting up as soon as he saw Zhang Haoran.
This was because Zhang Haoran was now almost armed to the teeth; even if he wanted to sell something, there wasn't much left to sell.
Coming before Old Li, he opened the box and took out four bottles of Maotai from inside.
Old Li didn't ask where the box went; he just took what was given to him.
Zhang Haoran was half his disciple, so there was no need for awkwardness.
Today, the questions he wanted to ask were not to be avoided by others, so he directly pulled up a chair and sat next to Li Changsheng.
Since the two were quite familiar, Zhang Haoran didn't bother with pleasantries with Li Changsheng and asked directly.
"Li Teacher, I'm here today to ask about power control."
"Oh, I didn't realize.
You, young man, can actually realize the importance of power control."
Li Changsheng was very surprised.
If he had asked about Qi control, Li Changsheng wouldn't have been surprised.
Because Zhang Haoran's Qi control was very high, at least for his age group and his rank, it was already very high.
But what surprised Li Changsheng was that he could actually distinguish between power control and Qi control.
Li Changsheng nodded in satisfaction.
"Tell me, how did you, young man, discover it?
I can responsibly tell you that in this Magic Martial Arts University, from freshman to senior year, there isn't a single person who can distinguish between Qi control and power control.
Even if you count the instructors, you can count them on one hand."
Zhang Haoran said truthfully, "Actually, it's a coincidence.
Yesterday, my Senior Brother and I went out and did something big.
I won't tell you the specifics."
Li Changsheng saw Zhang Haoran acting mysterious and scoffed, "Didn't you just clear out a den?
Do you think no one knows?"
Zhang Haoran looked at Li Changsheng speechlessly.
"Teacher, that's not the point.
Listen to me finish."
"Then hurry up and speak; don't keep rambling about useless things."
"Alright then.
Anyway, when I got back to the dorm and took off that blood-stained shirt, I suddenly remembered your control over power when you shattered my shoes that day.
At that time, I wanted to try.
I took the blood-soaked clothes in my hand, mobilized over ten calories of Qi, wanting to shatter it, and the result was a sky full of flowers."
After explaining the process, Zhang Haoran looked at Li Changsheng.
Li Changsheng thought for a moment and, instead of directly telling him the reason, asked, "Then tell me your own thoughts.
Since you've already done the experiment, you must have your own ideas.
I want to see your understanding of this matter."
Zhang Haoran pondered for a moment and still spoke truthfully, "Actually, in my opinion, Qi control is the control of the Qi within the body, but power control is not limited to Qi.
Because whether it's Qi or muscle strength, or physical strength, when applied externally, how much power is displayed?
And how much of that power can be controlled?
That is power control."
After listening to Zhang Haoran, Li Changsheng chuckled, "Haha.
Did you confuse yourself?
Actually, you've already come into contact with power control.
In fact, your control over Qi is also a type of power control.
Control over physical strength is also a type of power control.
It's not that power control is superior to Qi control."
Li Changsheng saw Zhang Haoran becoming more and more confused as he listened.
He tapped his head, thought for a moment, and then said, "Let me explain it this way.
No matter what kind of power you control, it will be much easier to control other powers.
Take you, for example.
What is your current Qi control?"
Zhang Haoran tried to mobilize the Qi within his body.
Due to the recent battles and practice, and the fact that his Qi hadn't surged during this period, his Qi control had improved somewhat.
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