ng outside the book depository. It raised its head to look at the sky, giving some thought to its life philosophy.
It lacked energy!
One human and a tortoise—it was rather quiet.
“Come here, little tortoise.”
Chu He put down the book and suddenly called out.
The little tortoise’s eyes that resembled green beans turned away from the sunlight and glanced at Chu He. Then, it slowly crawled its way toward the man.
Chu He was not in a rush. The little tortoise crawled in front of Chu He’s and its two hind claws bent down, standing in a position as if it was listening.
“Do you want to cultivate, little tortoise?!”
Chu He found that he seemed to have taken a liking to the role of a tutor!
There were no other people there!
He was bored and suddenly had an urge; he wanted to give the little tortoise some advice.
After all, it was the tortoise that was going to have a race with him, to see who would live longer. He should be taking good care of it.
The little tortoise was dumbfounded. Even though it was not too sure what cultivation meant, it could still sense that it was going to be a good thing.
Hence, the head of the tortoise nodded continuously as it agreed to it.
Chu He nodded and stretched out a finger to tap on the tortoise’s head, transferring his thoughts to the animal. A miraculous message was sent to the little tortoise’s consciousness.
Chu He transmitted a technique of cultivating the body.
The level of that technique was not high, but with Chu He’s high accomplishments in martial arts, he decided that this technique was the most suitable for the little tortoise to cultivate after he analyzed it.
After all, it was not a human and was not compatible with most of Chu He’s secret manuals of cultivation. It was already quite impressive for it to have a technique that was compatible.