Chapter 4 Qingrong Roche
After calming down his sister's emotions, Xu Ling returned to his bedroom to read a book. In fact, even if Xu's father didn't say it, he planned to find an opportunity to take a look. After all, he had just traveled through time and was not familiar with this martial arts training system.
After reading a few pages, I suddenly heard a sound in my mind.
[Jinqi+30.]
"Cool."
Xu Ling threw down the book and felt it carefully. He felt a wandering breath in his body, as if he was circulating around with the blood. He wanted to try to concentrate the breath in his palm.
Bang.
One corner of the wooden table was cut off by a hand knife.
Based on the general outline of the martial arts practice he just saw, he understood that the energy can also increase physical fitness, strength, speed, and have stronger explosive power. However, this kind of blessing is temporary, and the energy will be consumed and you need to wait for it to recover on its own.
If a warrior practices a certain martial art, no matter whether it is fist, foot, sword, or sword, you need to use the power to use the moves. If you do not learn martial arts, you can only strengthen your physical strength when taking action like Xu Ling now.
"Hey hey hey hey, is the system there? What is my current comprehensive force index?"
[In the scan...the host's comprehensive force index is, 0:52.]
Zhu is a unit of the force index, derived from the surname of the first warrior who appeared a hundred years ago.
“0.52.”
Xu Ling was excited. Thirty points of energy and ten points of physical strength increased his force index by nearly two-thirds. As expected, if he took that pill himself, he would definitely not be able to achieve this benefit. Within a year, as long as he had continued tasks, it would definitely not be a problem to graduate.
At that time, he will become a formal warrior, wealth, power, reputation, do you want it? If you want it, do the task, and the system will put everything there.
Just as I was thinking, I suddenly gave another prompt.
[Physical +1.]
"Oh, the squad leader finally remembered to drink water."
...
The next morning.
As usual, Luo Zhixing was the first to come to the classroom to study yesterday's book of Water Fist.
As time passed, the students from Class 2 also arrived one after another, and the classroom became lively. Seeing that the time was not far from the first class, Luo Zhixing couldn't help but look up at the door.
"Why haven't Xu Ling come yet?"
As a result, before Xu Ling could be reached, the teacher had already walked in.
Although the class had not started yet, the students sat down one after another when they saw this. The classroom became quiet, and only the sound of teachers flipping books on the podium.
At this moment, everyone heard a burst of rapid steps, someone was running in the corridor.
The young girl's attention was easily distracted, and she was attracted by the sound at this moment and stretched her neck to look out the window.
After a few breaths, everyone saw the familiar figure.
Xu Ling ran into the classroom panting, holding a small cardboard box in his hand, and wrote a few words about Tongren Pharmacy.
The students started to talk.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why did he buy medicine? Is anyone sick?"
"I don't know, is it a medicine for heatstroke prevention?"
“It’s possible.”
Xu Ling didn't care about them, and walked to the seat by himself, looked at Luo Zhixing with a gaze, who inexplicably had an ominous premonition.
"What is this?" He still couldn't help asking.
Xu Ling waved his hand with a smile to signal him to come over, and when he opened the box, he saw that there were neatly arranged medicine bottles in it, and there were the same medicine inside.
Luo Zhixing couldn't figure it out at all. He bent down and picked up one of the bottles, swept his eyes to the OEM label on the bottle, and his expression became even more confusing.
Xu Ling rubbed his hands expectantly: "Squad leader, aren't your kidneys bad? This is the Shenbao Oral Liquid I specially bought. After drinking it, you can keep your dragon spirit and tiger fierceness!"
He planned it yesterday after school. Anyway, the class monitor drank water and added his body to his body. Isn’t oral liquid also water?
"Squad leader, it's time to take medicine."
Luo Zhixing was stunned.
"He is so kind."
"I just said casually yesterday that drinking too much water is not good for the kidneys. He actually went to buy me medicine for this reason."
Student Luo burst into tears again: "Thank you Xu Ling! I promise to finish all of it and will never let you down!"
Tons tons.
[Physical +1.]
[Physical +1.]
[Physical +1.]
[Physical +1.]
...
"Enough, enough, enough."
Although the oral liquid was not big, about half a punch, it was seen that he had several bottles in one breath. Xu Ling was really afraid that this honest guy would have a problem with drinking it, so he quickly stopped it, "Squad leader, take a break and let's drink it in the afternoon."
Of course, this level of medicine will not have any side effects on the strong body of a warrior. Xu Ling just hasn't adapted to the way of thinking in this high-martial world.
At noon, the bell rang after class, Xu Ling pulled up his deskmate and ran outside the classroom.
"Wait, wait a moment."
Luo Zhixing exerted force on his hand, pulling the former to stop, "Where are you going?"
"Cafeteria, I'm late to go and it's time to queue up. Hurry up, look, they've all gone."
The expression on Luo Zhixing's face became complicated: "Don't you know that I never go to the cafeteria?"
Xu Ling was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the whole story of this incident.
As the world line changes, although Luo Zhixing's personality has not changed, he is still the honest and obedient class monitor with excellent grades, but his background has changed.
The Luo family of Qingrong is the richest and most profound martial artist family in the local area. There are many masters and many talents. Even if they leave Qingrong City, they are one of the best powerful forces in the province.
Luo Zhixing is the legitimate child, and although he is not the eldest son, he is unattainable to ordinary people.
If it weren't for the old man of the Luo family that said, "The great families of aristocratic families must contribute to the country and cannot be special." Luo Zhixing would not have appeared at Qingrong No. 1 Middle School.
Facts have proved that it is precisely because of this sentence that the family can develop and thrive for a long time, otherwise they will become obsessed with the wheel of history, just like some nouveau riche who are complacent with extraordinary power.
Under the influence of this concept, the Luo family acted in a low-key manner, and it was rare for them to show off their military power in public.
Even so, the lives of rich people are different from ordinary people like Xu Ling. For example, Luo Zhixing never eats in the school cafeteria, and every day at noon, a special person uses an insulated box to deliver food.
Thinking of these things, Xu Ling froze. He originally planned to take Xiao Luo to the cafeteria and then give him more heavy-tasting types. In this way, he would be thirsty after eating, drink water when he was thirsty, and add body to his health.
He was a little depressed when his original plan was disrupted, but Luo Zhixing misunderstood this expression, and he thought it was too arrogant if he didn't go to dinner with him.
"Uh, why don't you go and eat with me? They should have redundant preparations." Luo Zhixing said tentatively.
Xu Ling thought about it and thought that the cafeteria should be full of people now. Anyway, the Luo family had money, so it would be impossible to go for a free meal, so he nodded and agreed.
Even though he made psychological preparations in advance, reality still subverted Xu Ling's three views of this poor man.
The foods taken out in the insulated box include: steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted flower duck, roasted chicks, roasted goose...
The sheep are water-ridden black goats produced at the foot of Mount Meng, the bears are wild demonized bears captured, and the deer is a snow-white silver-patterned deer on the western plateau. The dining location is in an extended car driven from Roche Villa.
Xu Ling faced a table of food, not knowing where to get chopsticks.
"Why are you standing there? Eat."
Luo Zhixing greeted, and then complained to the old housekeeper in a suit and tie, "Uncle Lu, I don't like this steel-beaked duck. Can you stop eating it today?"
The housekeeper replied with a smile: "The master has told you that you must eat 50 grams of duck meat every day, which is good for practicing water boxing."
Luo Zhixing said in a silence and honestly began to take in the nutrients he needed.
Seeing that he failed to "challenge" authority, Xu Ling thought about it. Perhaps the family rules were the reasons why he was so obedient in his personality.
In the afternoon, the class bell rang and the physical education teacher walked into the classroom in a breeze.
Chapter completed!