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第1話 chapter 1 -17

Looking at the blackboard in front of him, even though half an hour had passed, Yang Guang still felt a little dizzy.

　　Because he found that everything before his eyes was exactly a picture that he had long forgotten in the deepest part of his mind, the last semester of his senior year of high school.

　　only……

　　What's going on?

　　Something seems wrong!

　　When Yang Guang looked at the blackboard again, he discovered that the person who was writing with chalk in front of the podium was not the head teacher in his memory, but the physical education teacher.

　　Yang Guang, who discovered all this, couldn't help but wonder, when did Li Baoqi learn to write on the blackboard?

　　But when he looked at the blackboard, his eyes widened.

　　Because what was written on the blackboard at that time was not Chinese, mathematics, English, biology... but a series of human body structure diagrams that were both unfamiliar and familiar to him.

　　"Isn't this a time travel? It's just a real dream?" Yang Guang rubbed his eyes. Everything remained unchanged. In fact, the more he looked, the clearer it became. Even the annotations on the side of the picture were clearly visible.

　　"1. The human body has a total of 639 muscles..."

　　"Second, the morphological structure of muscles. Muscles can be divided into four categories according to their morphology: long muscles, short muscles, broad muscles and orbicularis muscles."

　　“3. The main muscles of the human body can be divided into head and neck muscles, trunk muscles and limb muscles.”

　　"Four,……"

　　Yang Guang was confused. What on earth was this writing about?

　　He could even swear that he had never learned these things in physical education class in his previous life.

　　"These are the key points in terms of muscles. Everyone, copy the blackboard notes and review them frequently after you go back!" Li Jinbao finished writing on the blackboard and then turned around and said, "Although it is only the last semester, I still hope that the students in our class can seize the time to nourish their qi and blood and exercise their muscles. Even if they cannot be admitted to a martial arts university, they can still enter the liberal arts department with excellent grades. You know, even in the liberal arts department, martial arts performance is very important."

　　Military science?

　　liberal arts?

　　Martial arts?

　　A series of key words almost drove Yang Guang crazy, but fortunately the teacher was still the same teacher, and the classmates were still the same classmates, which gave him a sense of uncertainty and stability despite his astonishment.

　　Looking at the blackboard filled with hieroglyphic writing and listening to Li Jinbao speaking in an alien language, the bell finally rang.

　　"Okay, let's stop here for this class. I believe that everyone has reviewed the content about muscle composition. Later we will continue to review the part about warming up the qi and blood. For those students whose qi and blood have reached 100 but whose liberal arts knowledge is weak, I hope that during this period of time, in addition to constantly warming up the qi and blood and strengthening the body, you will also pay more attention to the liberal arts knowledge. After all, if you want to be admitted to the martial arts department, even if your qi and blood meet the standards, it will be difficult to be admitted if your liberal arts are too poor." While packing up the handouts, Li Jinbao reminded everyone: "Of course, although the martial arts department is good, it is not the only way out. Doctors can cure diseases, actors can bring happiness to people, and workers can create value for society... These jobs are all very meaningful."

　　As soon as he said this, the classroom fell into silence.

　　All the students are no longer children. Whether from TV, their parents, or even from social perception, they all know one fact: warriors are the mainstream of this world and the ones who stand at the top.

　　As for the other professions mentioned, they can certainly survive, but compared to warriors, they have almost no privileges.

　　One is high above and looks down on everyone, the other is silent at the bottom of society. There is no comparison between the two. If it is not really impossible, even if there is still a little hope, they will not choose to be an ordinary person and live a numb life for the rest of their lives.

　　All of this seemed to be exploding on Yang Guang's head like bombs, shocking him but forcing him to make plans for the future.

　　Yes, he is also a senior high school student and also needs to face the pressure of the college entrance examination. The only difference is that he does not seem to belong to this seemingly familiar world.

　　After class, Yang Guang finally had time to sort out everything in his mind. He finally confirmed his guess, that is, he had indeed traveled to another parallel world similar to the Earth.

　　However, this world is very different from Earth. The technology here is still advanced, and the entertainment culture is still flourishing... It's just that history seems to have played a joke on reality. Since 2012, warriors have suddenly appeared in front of everyone with extraordinary talents.

　　It was also from that time that warriors became known to the public in a true sense and became something that everyone saw and heard about.

　　At the same time, the status of warriors has been rising with the promotion of countries all over the world, and various universities have established martial arts departments. Now it has become a privilege.

　　"What on earth caused the status of warriors to change so drastically in less than twenty years?"

　　Yang Guang couldn't help but ponder inwardly.

　　As a person who grew up in an era of freedom of speech and almost complete disclosure of all secrets, Yang Guang could not help but frown and secretly complain that perhaps things were not that simple.

　　There is a famous saying on Earth: Confucianists disrupt the law with literature, and knights violate the law with force! This saying has been put into practice for thousands of years. No country can allow such a group of extremely destructive beings to disrupt society continuously.

　　But...why is it not only not stopped, but on the contrary strongly promoted?

　　At this moment, a simple and honest voice suddenly sounded in Yang Guang's ears.

　　"Yang Guang, are you going to take the military or liberal arts exam?"

　　Yang Guang looked back and a big chubby face appeared in front of him.

　　Fu Wenbin?

　　Yang Guang recognized this guy immediately. They were best friends in their previous life. They were the kind of close buddies who played PUBG together and skipped classes together. He didn't expect that they still had this relationship in this world.

　　In fact, Yang Guang and Fu Wenbin's families are both ordinary people. Yang Guang's parents run a shoe and socks store in the agricultural wholesale market, while Fu Wenbin's parents are ordinary workers. Their families are neither outstanding nor too backward. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, so they naturally became good friends.

　　However, Yang Guang was a little hesitant about Fu Wenbin's sudden question.

　　If he was still the Yang Guang of the past, he would most likely choose liberal arts.

　　After all, for a family like theirs, it is no problem to go to a liberal arts university, but if they want to go to a military university... there is almost no hope.

　　Yang Guang knew from his memory that those who passed the military examination were all talented in both literature and martial arts. Although his liberal arts were pretty good, his Qi and blood were a bit behind.

Chapter 2 All Roads Lead to the Divine Capital

　　"I haven't thought about it yet, what about you?" Yang Guang looked at Fu Wenbin, wanting to hear Fu Wenbin's opinion.

　　"Oh, I guess it should be the liberal arts!" Fu Wenbin couldn't help but feel lonely. His situation was similar to Yang Guang's. He was also the kind of person who was okay with liberal arts but lacked vitality. He sighed and said, "Although I also want to apply for the martial arts, it's just... Oh!"

　　Fu Wenbin let out a long sigh, and what he expressed was more than just reluctance.

　　But even if he was unwilling, what other options did he have?

　　Could it be that his family would go to great lengths to train him to take the military exam? If they really did that, then he would be so stupid that he could die.

　　If everyone could pass the military examination and become a warrior with a strong belief and a desperate effort, I'm afraid warriors would no longer be valuable.

　　You know, warming up the blood is actually a process of constantly exercising your physical fitness. The more you exercise your muscles, the faster your body will digest, and the faster it is, the more food you need... It's like a cycle. The more you warm up your blood, the more it costs, and his family can't afford it!

　　What's more, rich kids can buy elixirs to help warm up their qi and blood. The difference between adding and subtracting is even greater. So the saying that from ancient times to the present, the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts is not groundless.

　　Yang Guang and Fu Wenbin are children from poor families whose families are not very wealthy. Not only can they not eat the best food every day, but they can also not spend a lot of money to buy blood-nourishing ammunition on the market. So although they look strong, they lose at the starting line compared with the children from real wealthy families.

　　So although warriors have a high status, the number of people who can truly become warriors is as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, and the proportion is only less than one thousandth.

　　Listening to Fu Wenbin's sigh, the people around him were no longer as noisy as before, and they all seemed to be thinking about the future and their prospects at the same time.

　　Because of the problem Fu Wenbin encountered, 90 percent of the people present also faced the same choice.

　　But...where to go?

　　Who doesn’t have ideals?

　　Who doesn’t have ambitions?

　　Who doesn’t want to pass the military examination and become a superior warrior?

　　But……

　　No buts!

　　After ten years of studying, no one is stupid, so they will analyze the gains and losses with the most rational mind, and then make a decision that is destined to happen in the roar of unwillingness.

　　This is the sorrow of children from poor families!

　　It is said that it is difficult for a poor family to produce a noble son. Although this is not an absolute rule, it represents the majority.

　　"Don't be sad, even if we can't pass the martial arts exam, so what? It's just a waste of time!" Song Bo came over at this time. He didn't have the depressed look like Fu Wenbin, and said, "We don't have any advantages because of our poor background, but we can change it later. Although passing the liberal arts exam is not as good as passing the martial arts exam, it is not difficult to find a good job after graduation if you have excellent grades. After joining the work, as long as we don't change our original intention, we can save money to continue to nourish our qi and blood, and enter the martial arts school to become a disciple of the martial arts school. At that time, we may also become warriors. As the saying goes, all roads lead to the gods, and becoming a warrior does not necessarily mean passing the martial arts exam!"

　　"Yes, I heard that the military is also training warriors!" Fu Wenbin was inspired by Song Bo's words and echoed, "I have a relative who is serving in the army. Once when he came back from a visit, he told us that the army has a number of quotas for recruiting and training warriors every year, and these quotas are all selected from liberal arts colleges and universities."

　　"Oh? You heard about it too?" Li Bo asked with interest.

　　"That's right!" Fu Wenbin nodded and said solemnly, "It is said that as long as the Qi and blood can reach above 130K and the age is no more than 20 years old, liberal arts students are eligible. I didn't think of it before, but now that I think about it, I think this is also a way."

　　In the past, warriors were considered reckless men in the eyes of most people, but this is not the case.

　　To become a warrior, one must have a certain foundation of Qi and blood. A normal adult has 100K Qi and blood, while a beginner warrior has 200K Qi and blood. Although it is only twice as high, it is actually not that simple, and it is not as easy as one plus one.

　　Because 100K of Qi and Blood is the limit for ordinary people, it is extremely difficult to continue to increase it. Even if it is just to increase it by 1K, the hardship involved is unimaginable for ordinary people.

　　Moreover, cultural knowledge is extremely important for warriors.

　　After all, warriors also need to learn. Take the martial arts techniques for example, they are often as vast as the deep ocean, and even involve the anatomy and mechanics of the human body.

　　If you want to understand these things, without deep cultural knowledge, it will be a problem whether you can understand them or not, let alone learn them.

　　Because of this, whether it is a military university, the military, or a martial arts school, they all attach great importance to the liberal arts performance of students when selecting them, but the emphasis is slightly biased towards qi and blood.

　　Students who were admitted to the martial arts department in the college entrance examination were the pride of the world, and they had almost one foot in the door of warriors. However, in addition to these prides, there were also some people who were not as eye-catching as these prides, but they also had deep blood and were not far from being warriors.

　　This group of people are the targets of the army and martial arts schools in training warriors. The warriors they train are called military warriors and social warriors.

　　Yang Guang silently digested the information revealed in the conversation between the two, feeling uneasy.

　　In my previous life, my family was the same as now. Although we were not rich, we were able to have fun under the red flag. We usually ate chicken and occasionally used a high-powered telescope to look at the beautiful young lady wearing very cool clothes on the opposite KTV floor...

　　Although such a life is a bit unambitious, it is still good after all!

　　However, this world was filled with malice. If one did not become a warrior, he would have to crawl at the bottom of society for the rest of his life. Thinking of the privileges of warriors that were comparable to those of the nobility, Yang Guang felt panic for the first time.

　　Yes.

　　panic!

　　Because warriors are superior to others in killing others, there is no right or wrong, only the martial arts association can judge the case, and ordinary police stations and courts have no right to intervene.

　　But even if it is a trial by the Martial Arts Association, all a martial artist has to pay is some money.

　　Just imagine, what if I meet that warrior who is in a bad mood? Wouldn't that mean that I will be deprived of even the right to survive?

　　Yang Guang is not a person who complains about everything. In fact, the comfortable life for many years in the Red Flag era has made him cautious in this world.

　　After all, we only have one life. Why should we let others control, dominate, and decide our life and death?

　　In the next few classes, Yang Guang did not listen carefully, but picked up the book "Basics of Martial Arts" and started reading it from beginning to end.

　　He wants to get to know this world all over again. Even though the things in the books have long been covered up by high-level officials with ulterior motives, Yang Guang believes that there will always be some traces revealed!

Chapter 3 Coincidence?

　　Calming down and ignoring the teacher's lecture at the podium, Yang Guang began to read the books page by page.

　　"The origin and types of warriors..."

　　"The division of warrior levels..."

　　"Warriors and hot weapons..."

　　"The establishment of the first Wuke University..."

　　"A warrior's cultivation and morality..."

　　Yang Guang gained nothing in two whole classes.

　　Since the higher-ups want to conceal the truth, it is bound to be impossible for them to reveal it easily. Moreover, textbooks are a universal reading material that almost everyone reads. Trying to find even a trace of clues is like looking for a needle in a haystack, as difficult as climbing to the sky!

　　However, Yang Guang firmly believed that even so, he could still find something interesting.

　　As a person from the Red Flag era, he knows one sentence very well.

　　That is, nothing can be done perfectly, there will always be flaws, but there is no way of knowing where the flaws are.

　　"Our country has a vast territory and is rich in all the seas. May I ask what is the name of the island we recently acquired?"

　　This class was a geography class, but it was obvious that the students did not like this subject, so much so that except for a few top students who listened attentively, almost all the other students were absent-minded.

　　Naturally, his question was ignored.

　　As a result, the geography teacher was very angry!

　　Since he was angry, the geography teacher didn't mind picking a student to make an example of. He glanced at the people in the audience, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Guang's head, and said, "Yang Guang, you answer this question!"

　　But... Yang Guang was immersed in the contents of the book at the moment and didn't notice the geography teacher's questions.

　　It didn't matter that he didn't notice it, but the geography teacher became even angrier.

　　Although geography is not very important, it is one of the major subjects after all, and it still accounts for a small number of points in the college entrance examination. If you learn it well, it can at least add a lot of points to the students' college entrance examination.

　　He thought there was nothing wrong with his teaching, and he had been working diligently since the first year of high school without any negligence. However, these students... were just a bunch of useless people, hopeless!

　　"Yang Guang, you answer this question!" The geography teacher suppressed his anger and shouted at Yang Guang again.

　　He spoke this sentence in a much louder voice, and even Yang Guang, who was engrossed in reading, was startled out of his wits.

　　"Teacher!" Yang Guang was startled and quickly stood up, but... what question did the teacher just ask?

　　Suddenly, the geography teacher looked at Yang Guang, and Yang Guang also looked at the geography teacher. The two of them stared at each other, and the scene suddenly became weird.

　　Even the other students couldn't help but feel nervous!

　　However, at this moment, Yang Guang's arm was touched gently, and then a small note passed around the books on the desk and was quietly handed to Yang Guang.

　　Yang Guang knew without asking that it must be his classmate Zhao Lingling who came to the rescue again.

　　Yang Guang is still very relieved about Zhao Lingling.

　　This girl is a real liberal arts genius. Not only does she have good grades but she is also pretty. In the world of the Red Flag era, she was a big shot who received scholarships every year.

　　The reason why Yang Guang’s performance in liberal arts is not too bad is obviously inseparable from Zhao Lingling’s help.

　　Yang Guang looked closely and saw two beautiful small characters "Hong Kong Island" written on it!

　　"Hong Kong Island!" Yang Guang read out the name without hesitation or thinking. He and Zhao Lingling had already practiced their cooperation to perfection.

　　"Well! Sit down!" The geography teacher showed a hint of surprise, but still said with a sullen face: "Listen carefully in class and read less extracurricular books. This will not help you in the college entrance examination at all!"

　　He didn't expect that Yang Guang could actually answer this question, but when he thought about it, it made sense. Although Yang Guang was not very serious, his grades were still pretty good. Even if he didn't listen carefully, he could still answer some basic questions based on his knowledge.

　　However, this was just a small episode in the class, and after the incident, the discipline in the class was obviously much better. The geography teacher did not continue to pursue the matter and said, "As Yang Guang said, Hong Kong Island was successfully recovered by our country in 1997. However, there are a few more points of knowledge about Hong Kong Island that you need to remember. For example, who was the first governor of Hong Kong Island? When did the financial crisis break out in Hong Kong Island? And the geographical location of Hong Kong Island and the world..."

　　The geography teacher explained very carefully and every word was extremely clear.

　　etc!

　　Yang Guang suddenly seemed to remember something, and he quickly opened one of the pages of the book, only to see that it clearly stated: "The first Wuke University was established on December 22, 2012, and its founding location was Shendu Shuimu University..."

　　Seeing this, Yang Guang was shocked!

　　December 22, 2012!

　　Then he looked at the handout written by the geography teacher on the blackboard. In 1997, my country successfully took in Hong Kong Island. In 1999, the global financial crisis affected Hong Kong Island, which caused the Hong Kong Island incident that shocked the world...

　　Yang Guang knew about the so-called Hong Kong Massacre. According to the written explanation in the textbook, due to the impact of the world economic crisis, Hong Kong's industry, real estate, stock market... all plummeted. For a time, everyone in Hong Kong was in danger, robberies and thefts were rampant, and even gangsters took advantage of the situation to grow stronger. In order to stabilize the stability and prosperity of Hong Kong, the country did not hesitate to dispatch troops to finally quell the situation.

　　But even so, the number of deaths in the Hong Kong incident that shocked the world reached more than 30,000 people, which can be said to be a grief shared by the whole country.

　　Of course, this number is only the official number. Yang Guang does not know the exact number of deaths, but his eyes are fixed on the number 1999.

　　Because both 1999 and 2012 represent another meaning besides their normal meaning, that is the end of the world!

　　"Could it be that... the rise of warriors is really related to the end of the world?" Yang Guang couldn't help but ponder secretly, thinking: "Although I'm not sure, it is very likely! First of all, why did the Eagle Country give up the colony of Hong Kong Island without any conditions? And why did the global financial crisis that broke out in 1999 cause such a large number of deaths worldwide? A full 19.23 million people! You know, although the financial crisis is very serious, it is not a war! Even if some people go bankrupt or even homeless, it does not mean that they have no hope of living and have to rob, steal or even rebel against the government. Even children who have never been to school would not do such behavior. However, in fact, someone did it, and it seemed that people all over the world thought of doing it at the same time, and then the government armies all over the world went to suppress it at the same time! Coincidence?"

Chapter 4: The Warrior's Rage

　　There are definitely not so many coincidences in the world, at least Yang Guang doesn't believe it. He even has a vague certainty that something global really happened in 1999, but it was a big thing, so big that it affected ordinary people. In order to appease the situation, leaders of countries around the world had to find the excuse of the financial crisis.

　　Although there was no financial crisis in 2012, there was a martial arts craze all over the world. The United States, the United States of America, the United States of America... even the United States of America opened two martial arts universities.

　　It was also from this year that the status of warriors was infinitely elevated and became a special elite class!

　　Because of ignorance, we are fearless, but knowing too much... makes us afraid!

　　Yang Guang was a very insecure person. The comfortable life in the Red Flag era was like a greenhouse, allowing him to live freely. Even if he did not live the life of a local tyrant, he was at least quite satisfied.

　　However, the depressing sense of crisis in this world made him secretly worried, so while he was thinking about it, it was already time to go home from school.

　　Normally, Yang Guang would go home with Fu Wenbin and other close friends, but today he was obviously thinking about something, so he just said hello to a few people and went straight home.

　　Of course, it wasn’t that Yang Guang really wanted to go home, but he wanted to go to the Internet cafe to look up some information.

　　After all, he knew too little. Whether it was the understanding of this new world or the path of a warrior, he only knew what was taught in school.

　　After leaving the classroom, Yang Guang walked all the way to the Internet cafe, but as soon as he walked out of the school gate, he saw many martial arts school signs, posters and other advertisements.

　　"Jingwu Martial Arts School is opening a martial arts training class for the college entrance examination. A total of 30 people will be enrolled. Blood nourishing soup will be provided free of charge every day. The registration fee is 10,086. The number of places is limited!"

　　"The Tai Chi martial arts training class will put you ahead at the starting line..."

　　"The Hezhong tutoring platform is a prospective martial arts coach, and the guidance of famous teachers will help you achieve your future..."

　　…

　　Such advertisements are everywhere, and many parents are even bringing their children to consult one by one.

　　"Looking at this world, it is just as I thought. Strength is everything. Becoming a warrior is like passing the civil service exam in the Red Flag era. You won't have to worry about food, clothing, housing, and shelter for the rest of your life!"

　　"Moreover, these advertisements are everywhere and openly displayed in front of the school gate. Obviously, the government supports it, but I don't know how effective it is. And I remember that Qi and Blood Soup also exists. It is a soup that specifically nourishes Qi and blood. However, the registration fee alone is more than 10,000 yuan, so I can only think about it!"

　　As Yang Guang walked along, he couldn't help but glance at the people on both sides of the road. However, he was just a student and had only twenty yuan on him. Even if he wanted to sign up, it would be impossible.

　　However, Yang Guang was secretly calculating. Although his Qi and blood might not be very high, it should at least be above the basic level for students. Besides, he was only in the third year of high school and there were still nearly three months left before the college entrance examination. He believed that he still had a chance.

　　Of course, even if there are no opportunities, we must create them!

　　He silently recited the Qi and Blood Soup in his mind. He had already made up his mind that when he went online to search for information, he would definitely look up the recipe of the Qi and Blood Soup. If he could buy it and make it himself, it would probably be a lot cheaper.

　　Soon, Yang Guang arrived at a black Internet cafe not far from his home.

　　Yang Guang and Fu Wenbin used to come to this black internet cafe often, and they were familiar with the owner. As soon as they entered the door, the owner smiled and helped Yang Guang turn on the computer and said, "Yang Guang, why did you come alone today? Didn't you wait for Xiao Fu and the others to come together?"

　　"Yeah!" Yang Guang nodded and said with a smile, "I'm almost done with the information today so I'll be leaving in a while. Fu Wenbin and the others will probably be here for a while!"

　　…

　　After greeting the Internet cafe owner, Yang Guang couldn't wait to start looking up relevant information.

　　Open the website, Baidu, and enter the keyword "warrior classification".

　　Suddenly, pieces of information about warriors appeared in front of Yang Guang.

　　Warriors are divided into three levels and nine grades. Grades 1-3 are warriors, grades 4-6 are generals, and grades 7-9 are martial masters!

　　The Warrior Guild released three warrior lists today, namely, the Warriors-Qianlong List, the Warriors-Rising Dragon List, and the Warriors-Tenglong List!

　　…

　　Yang Guang was relatively clear about the classification of warriors. After all, he had this part in his memory. However, his understanding of warriors was still stuck in the Red Flag era.

　　Although martial artists were rare during the Red Flag era, they did exist. On the contrary, many martial arts schools have sprung up like mushrooms after rain since the 21st century.

　　There are also many old sects such as Shaolin Temple, Wudang Mountain, Emei Peak, Qingcheng Mountain, etc. which are not willing to lag behind, and lay disciples and registered disciples are emerging in endlessly.

　　As such, Yang Guang also happily ran to the park to learn Tai Chi for a few days.

　　Although it looks slow, it is still good for keeping fit.

　　But that's exactly the case. Deep down, Yang Guang doesn't really like warriors.

　　No matter how strong a warrior is, can you be stronger than a pistol?

　　Let’s not talk about the famous saying that no matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. Someone with a pistol only needs one bullet, and no matter how powerful you are, he can teach you a lesson in minutes.

　　But……

　　This world is not like that.

　　This world also has firearms, but warriors are superior to ordinary people. This undoubtedly makes Yang Guang feel a certain desire from the bottom of his heart.

　　Let me ask you, which man doesn’t have a dream of being a martial arts hero?

　　Yang Guang checked the information one by one, and finally found some useful information after searching more than a dozen pages.

　　This information is a video titled "The Warrior's Wrath", and the author posted it ten minutes ago.

　　When I clicked on the video, I saw that dozens of gangsters who looked like gangsters were gathered together drinking next to a food stall, and even passers-by were avoiding them from a distance.

　　At this moment, a small leader among the gang suddenly brightened his eyes, looked into the distance, and smiled. Then three or five gangsters immediately trotted in the direction the small leader was looking.

　　After a while, the gangsters dragged a slim girl towards the leader. Because the video was shot from a distance, the girl's face was not clearly visible, but it was certain that she was very beautiful.

　　The girl struggled continuously, but being held by several big men was of no use at all, which made the hooligans nearby laugh continuously.

　　The little leader was very proud and walked over with a swagger. When he got in front of the girl, he said something to the back of her. At that moment, all the gangsters stood up and clapped their hands as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

　　The little leader then smugly moved his face towards the girl.

　　However, at this moment, a foot suddenly kicked the little leader's head. Before everyone could react, the head was kicked into pieces like a ball with a bang, and red and white were scattered all over the ground.

Chapter 5: Military Science, Military Science!

　　This made Yang Guang shudder, his hair stood up, and then he vomited continuously.

　　kill!

　　Real murder!

　　And he killed someone in public!

　　However, before Yang Guang could calm down, a figure on the screen jumped up quickly, and as soon as four or five of them came into contact with the thugs who were holding the girl, they were all knocked to the ground with one punch.

　　Fast, accurate and ruthless!

　　Without the slightest hesitation, he struck hard!

　　At this time, Yang Guang also realized that the black shadow was obviously a warrior.

　　Originally Yang Guang thought that the matter should have been over at this point, but the warrior did not seem to be satisfied at all. Before those thugs could fight over, a short knife flashing with cold light appeared in his right hand.

　　"Fuck your ancestors!"

　　The man in black yelled and cursed, then rushed forward with white light flashing on his hand. For a moment, he was like a tiger among a flock of sheep, and several thugs were chopped down in an instant.

　　Some had broken hands, some had broken legs... the screams were endless, and the thugs obviously knew that they had met a ruthless man, and many of them drew their weapons and slashed at the man in black.

　　For a moment, white light flashed, blood splashed, and broken limbs flew high into the air...

　　Yang Guang was shocked when he saw this! Because the fighting power displayed by the man in black in front of him seemed to have exceeded his imagination!

　　One person fought against dozens of people, and not only was he not hacked to death, on the contrary he killed quite a few of them.

　　If the warriors in the Red Flag era could fight 1V2 or 1V3, then the warriors in front of him could fight 1V dozens of people! This was no longer a matter of personal physical fitness!

　　Yang Guang was sweating profusely. He had not expected that a so-called warrior could be so powerful. This was no longer the warrior he understood, but a killing machine.

　　"Is this the reason why warriors have such a high status?"

　　After turning off the video, Yang Guang felt extremely complicated.

　　It can be said that this video completely changed his thinking in the Red Flag era. This is a real world of warriors!

　　Next, Yang Guang looked up the recipe of Qixue Decoction. Just as he thought, Qixue Decoction is a popular blood-nourishing recipe. When he entered the keyword in the search, thousands of links appeared.

　　However, although there are many recipes, there are actually only a few medicinal materials, such as angelica, ginseng, deer antler and other precious medicinal materials. If you calculate the prices, ordinary families really cannot afford it.

　　"A bowl of blood-nourishing soup costs about 3,000 yuan. According to experts online, nine bowls can be boiled and one bowl can be drunk a day, so it will cost at least 10,000 yuan a month. And this is only the blood-nourishing soup part. A large amount of meat is also needed, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced. So the monthly cost is infinitely close to 15,000 yuan. But..."

　　After leaving the Internet cafe, Yang Guang began to think secretly.

　　His family is not wealthy. His parents work very hard in the shoe and sock wholesale business and earn only five or six thousand yuan a month at most. Although they have saved a lot over the years, that is also the money the two old people prepare for his future marriage and house purchase as well as his sister's future marriage.

　　It can be said that this money is the lifeblood of the old couple, and asking them to take out this money is nothing short of a fantasy.

　　But this world is a world where warriors are respected. He still remembers the warrior benefits announced by the Martial Arts Association just now... To put it bluntly, all of them can be summed up in two words: privilege!

　　Warriors are far superior to ordinary people and enjoy all priority over ordinary people in their encounters, which makes Yang Guang, who has long been accustomed to the equality of all people in the Red Flag era, feel unwilling to accept this.

　　Am I going to live an ordinary life like this?

　　Or get into a better liberal arts university, then be frugal and cultivate your qi and blood to strive for a place in the military, or apply to a martial arts school to become a martial artist?

　　In a flash, countless ideas came to Yang Guang's mind, but he overturned them one by one.

　　It is undeniable that the military has a number of quotas for training martial artists every year. In addition, major martial arts schools in society will also recruit many martial artists. However, getting a quota is no less difficult than applying for a martial arts exam.

　　You have to know that although the martial arts exams have high requirements, they are only for candidates in the same school year, and the number of places is relatively large. However, the military and martial arts schools are different. They target all prospective martial artists below the level of martial arts in the country, which is more difficult.

　　After thinking for a long time, Yang Guang finally came to a conclusion.

　　The Examination Affairs Department has the greatest interests and is relatively the easiest.

　　As the saying goes, if you fall behind by one step, you will fall behind by all steps!

　　Of course, there are other ways to become a warrior if you fail the martial arts exam, but these other ways are undoubtedly much more difficult than directly passing the martial arts exam.

　　What's more, being admitted to a military university means having access to the country's resources and excellent teachers. Even in the worst military university, the breakthrough rate of warriors after four years of graduation is no less than 78%.

　　That is to say, for every 100 people who pass the military examination, at least 78 of them will become warriors after graduation. This is undoubtedly a huge difference compared to the military's 62% disability mortality rate and 21% warrior breakthrough rate.

　　Not to mention the pitiful breakthrough rate of 9% in the martial arts school, which can basically be ignored!

　　Thinking of this, Yang Guang's eyes became firm. Wu Ke! I must apply for Wu Ke!

　　But before he took two steps, Yang Guang became dispirited. He touched his trouser pocket and found that he only had twenty-seven dollars and fifty cents left. Forget about the blood-nourishing soup, he probably couldn't even buy a few pounds of pig's blood.

　　“Money!”

　　With a sigh, Yang Guang walked towards home, thinking about where to get money all the way...

　　When he got home, Yang Guang's sister Yang Mei had already finished her homework and was lying on the sofa, changing channels with the remote control.

　　Yang Mei is 13 years old and is in the sixth grade of primary school. Her grades are pretty good, but she is a troublemaker. She either scratches a boy's face with the other girls or sets off firecrackers in the men's bathroom. Her parents have been asked to help her several times, but she has not changed.

　　"Have you finished your homework?" Yang Guang looked at Yang Mei, who had been changing the channel for a long time and was listening to music leisurely, and asked.

　　"Of course. Don't you see who I am, your sister? But brother, you said last time that you would buy me a ticket for Zhang Xiaoyu's concert. Now that Zhang Xiaoyu is coming to our Hongcheng for a concert, you won't break your promise, right?"

　　Yang Mei was watching TV when she suddenly seemed to remember something. She stood up and hugged Yang Guang, clinging to him tightly.

　　Yang Guang was a little speechless. He really said this! It seemed that he had such an impression in his memory, but now he had to pay back the debt and he was a little unhappy.

　　You know, even if he doesn't chase stars, he still knows Zhang Xiaoyu's name. But as a superstar singer, it is not easy to buy a ticket for her upcoming concert.

Chapter 6: Little Yellow Ox

　　Yang Guang was very depressed. Who told him to act so pretentiously in the past?

　　What you said, even if it is shit, you have to swallow it with a smile!

　　There is no way, life is like rape, since you can't resist, you have to accept it.

　　"Okay, I'll buy the ticket for you tomorrow!" After figuring it out, he didn't bother to worry about it anymore. After all, Yang Mei was his sister, so running errands for her wasn't a big deal.

　　"Oh yeah! Bro, you're so nice!"

　　Yang Mei immediately showed a sweet smile on her face, took out her small wallet and took out a large stack of old man's heads and handed them to Yang Guang with a smile, saying coquettishly: "Thank you, brother, seven!"

　　Yang Guang suddenly felt overwhelmed!

　　Seven!

　　This damn queue is so long that it will take you all the way to your grandma's house?

　　"Did you take money?" Yang Guang frowned, then looked at Yang Mei with a smile.

　　Needless to say, this little girl can't even afford to buy a popsicle on a normal day, so how could she be willing to spend money to buy tickets for a celebrity's concert?

　　What's more, the money Yangmei handed over was a huge stack, which was estimated to be at least four or five thousand... and Yang Guang just took a peek and it seemed that there was still a small stack in Yangmei's wallet, at least around one thousand.

　　He would never believe it even if he was beaten to death if Yang Mei didn't take a cut from these seven tickets!

　　"Well... I'm just helping you! We're classmates, and I can't just not do it when someone asks me to do something, right?" Yang Mei hesitated for a long time, and seeing that Yang Guang didn't want to take the money, she said reluctantly: "Anyway... I just took a little handling fee! I don't care, you promised to buy me concert tickets before, you have to buy them for me this time!"

　　"Wow! Just a little handling fee? I see there are quite a few old people in your wallet!"

　　Yang Guang still didn't move, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

　　This is not the first time that Yang Mei has helped people buy things for school. In the past, she only helped people bring breakfast or school supplies, but she never expected that this business would grow so big that she has almost become a small scalper!

　　The most important thing is that his sister has become a wealthy woman, but he, as her brother, is penniless. It would be a waste of effort if he doesn't get some compensation for running errands and queuing.

　　Of course, the key point is that Yang Guang has no money!

　　"Fifty yuan!" Yang Mei thought for a while and gave a number.

　　Fifty yuan is certainly not a small amount, but it is less than one twentieth of her commission this time. Although she felt a little heartbroken when she took out fifty yuan, she still decided to give in.

　　But Yang Guang didn't seem to react.

　　"One hundred yuan!" Yangmei raised the price again.

　　One hundred yuan can save you seven queues, which is much more cost-effective than hiring someone.

　　Yang Guang...

　　"One hundred and fifty yuan!" Yangmei said another number hatefully.

　　Even if she gave up a profit of 150 yuan, she could still make a lot of money.

　　…

　　In the end, the price had increased to 300 yuan, but Yang Guang insisted on 400 yuan and refused to give in, and the two of them were in a stalemate.

　　You know, 300 yuan is not a small amount of money for these two siblings.

　　Yang Guang was in high school, and his monthly pocket money was only 80 yuan, which was less than 20 yuan a month. Yang Mei had even less, only 60 yuan a month. It was poverty that gave rise to Yang Mei's fearless and aggressive character.

　　Thinking about how hard it was to get the order this time, and how Yang Guang could earn 300 yuan just by running errands, Yang Mei felt her heart bleeding. In the end, she stopped calling him brother and shouted, "Yang Guang, can't you be more of a man and stop being so petty? I'm your sister!"

　　"Really?" Yang Guang chuckled. In fact, he would have done it even for a hundred yuan, not to mention three hundred.

　　But looking at the huge amount of money in Yangmei’s little wallet, he was a little jealous, wasn’t he?

　　Finally, the two parties reached an agreement, and Yang Mei subcontracted Yang Guang to purchase 7 standing tickets for Zhang Xiaoyu's concert for 350 yuan.

　　After negotiating the price, Yang Mei handed the money for the ticket to Yang Guang again, and even gave him an extra hundred as a deposit.

　　However, when Yang Guang received the money handed over by Yang Mei, he was suddenly stunned.

　　"Yang Guang, what are you doing?"

　　After shouting four or five times, Yang Guang was still motionless, and Yang Mei was almost dead.

　　Although she was very angry about what Yang Guang had just done, they were brother and sister after all, and apart from what had just happened, their relationship was still very good.

　　Suddenly, Yang Mei panicked and quickly picked up Yang Guang's cell phone to make a call.

　　At this time, Yang Guang was already shocked by the scene before him.

　　Several rows of clear small characters appeared in the upper right corner of his eyes, just like the character data in the Red Flag Era online game.

　　It only says:

　　Yang Guang: Male

　　Occupation: Civilian

　　Wealth: 2935

　　Qi and blood: 62

　　Spirit: 58

　　Fortunately, although it was magical, Yang Guang was still strong enough not to cry out loud. After all, time travel had already happened to him, so the appearance of a task attribute version seemed understandable.

　　When Yang Guang came to his senses, he immediately saw Yang Mei holding his mobile phone and making a call. He then realized something was wrong and quickly snatched the phone from Yang Mei's hand.

　　Nonsense, if this call is made, his father Comrade Yang Sandao and his mother Sister Xuanyi will probably come back and cry for a long time.

　　"What are you yelling about?" Yang Guang pretended to be a money-grubber and looked at the handful of old man's heads in his hand, and added: "It would be great if all this money was mine!"

　　"You dare!"

　　Yangmei's combat power immediately soared.

　　Yang Guang has a criminal record!

　　In the past, she had saved up dozens of dollars with great difficulty to use as capital, but Yang Guang said that he would only borrow it for two days and return it, and then... nothing happened.

　　So with Yang Guang's greedy look now, she felt that it seemed a bit unreliable to ask Yang Guang to help her buy the concert tickets.

　　If Yang Guang comes back with another Huang He and never returns this money, she will have no choice but to sell all her belongings.

　　"Stingy! I'm just thinking about it casually." Yang Guang curled his lips and said unhappily: "No matter what, I am your brother. Have you ever seen a brother who cheats his sister?"

　　"have!"

　　…

　　After making some noodles, the two siblings ate while Yang Mei continued to watch TV, while Yang Guang needed to have a good rest and prepare to get up in the middle of the night to queue up to buy tickets.

　　Although he was already in his third year of high school, Yang Guang had no problem getting into a not-so-bad liberal arts university with his grades, so both Comrade Yang Sandao and Sister Xuanyi adopted a laissez-faire policy towards Yang Guang.

　　After all, for a family like theirs, if their son can graduate with a liberal arts degree and then find a job that pays five or six thousand a month, then they have hope for the future.

Chapter 7: All Routine

　　After resolving the issue of Yang Mei's phone call, Yang Guang couldn't wait to return to his room and immediately began to prepare to study the attributes of the character that had just appeared.

　　He had a vague feeling that this character attribute might be related to the money Yang Mei had just given him. The main reason why he was not discovered or activated during the day was that he did not have enough money and did not meet the activation standards.

　　But if you don’t have enough money in your lifetime, then you will never be able to activate it, right?

　　Yang Guang thought about it out of boredom, then immediately denied it.

　　A few thousand dollars is not a large sum, but if you collect that much money one day later, you will also activate the character attribute column one day later. The two are simply not comparable.

　　But he was lucky, as it was activated on the first day he arrived in this era!

　　Feeling emotional, Yang Guang began his research.

　　First, he counted the money in his hand, a total of 3,600 yuan, of which 3,500 was for the purchase of concert tickets, and the remaining 100 was the deposit that Yang Mei paid him in advance.

　　"The money has not decreased, but how did the wealth increase?" Yang Guang frowned, then searched his pockets. As he had guessed, the money he had on him had decreased from 32 yuan when he left the Internet cafe to 22 yuan, of which 10 yuan was missing.

　　Try again!

　　Do it when you think of it.

　　Yang Guang's heart moved, and the magical character column appeared in front of him again.

　　After the attempt just now, he is now somewhat familiar with opening and closing it, but he is not clear about the function of encouragement.

　　However, he did not intend to understand it all immediately, because after a proper rest he had to go to the ticket hall of the city gymnasium to queue up.

　　Although he had never been to a concert, he was born in the city after all, so he knew some rules about how to buy tickets.

　　Therefore, Yang Guang’s main focus now is to thoroughly understand what wealth value is.

　　However, it is obvious that this time when entering the character column, there is no dialog box that appears at the beginning. However, Yang Guang believes that since it has appeared, this function obviously exists.

　　After all, to put it bluntly, this character column is similar to a bank or a recharge system. If there is no connection entrance, how can consumers consume?

　　So he was not in a hurry and just lay on the bed and slowly checked the character column.

　　Sure enough, Yang Guang soon discovered the difference next to the wealth value.

　　He remembered that when the wealth value was 0 at the beginning, the right side of the number was blank. But now there was an extra "+" and a "-".

　　"That must be it!"

　　Yang Guang was delighted, and he silently recited this in his mind and lightly clicked on the "+" sign.

　　Sure enough, a dialog box popped up immediately, and it was the same dialog box that appeared at the beginning.

　　"+10!"

　　Yang Guang silently entered a number, and ten yuan in his hand suddenly disappeared.

　　There is a way!

　　With great excitement, Yang Guang turned his gaze to the "-" sign.

　　Click silently and the dialog box will appear.

　　"-10!"

　　In an instant, another ten dollars appeared in his hand.

　　At this moment, Yang Guang felt so happy. This thing was simply a convenient bank. It was even more convenient to use than the express bank. One could withdraw money anytime and anywhere, and its functions were extremely powerful.

　　Then Yang Guang took out ten yuan and put it back again, having a lot of fun.

　　In the end, he simply deposited all the money he had into the character column. After all, he could withdraw the increased wealth value at any time, which saved him a lot of trouble.

　　However, he believes that this function is only the tip of the iceberg, and how to consume wealth next is the key.

　　But now he didn't have time to do any more research. After all, he had to go to the stadium to queue up to buy tickets in the middle of the night. If he messed up, not only would Yang Mei have a hard time explaining to her rich classmates, but he would also lose three hundred yuan.

　　There was no way out. I was poor and had no ambition, so I had to suppress the ecstasy in my heart and sleep.

　　Second half of the night.

　　Just as Yang Guang was sleeping soundly, he was woken up by a series of alarm rings.

　　He set the alarm before going to bed, and it was now exactly three o'clock.

　　Yang Guang got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Comrade Yang Sandao was snoring. He didn't know how Sister Xuanyi had endured all these years.

　　Yangmei is a quiet girl, she must be dreaming of getting rich.

　　Yang Guang did not disturb his family and went out quietly.

　　Since Yang Guang's home is in a civilian area in the north of the city, although there is a street lamp every few meters, the public security is not very good. At night, he often encounters many drunk and crazy hooligans.

　　Generally speaking, people in the civilian area would go out in groups of two or three or take a taxi. In the past, Yang Guang would have taken a taxi and gone directly to the stadium.

　　After all, three hundred yuan is a lot of profit. Even if he spends dozens of yuan on a taxi, he still has more than two hundred yuan in profit.

　　However, considering that he had to apply for the military exam and would need to spend a lot of money to buy medicinal materials in the next three months, Yang Guang endured it and decided to walk.

　　At this critical moment, money must be spent wisely and not a single cent can be wasted.

　　He had even already set his sights on Yang Mei. The rich woman had a lot of money hidden in her treasury. If he succeeded, he would probably become rich in one stroke.

　　But whether Yangmei will recognize him as her brother at that time... is a question!

　　While thinking about how to get money, I walked towards the gymnasium. The closer I got to the gymnasium, the noisier it became.

　　Although it was just past three o'clock, it was obvious that many scalpers had their eyes on the concert tickets.

　　After all, Zhang Xiaoyu is one of the four great singing queens in China, and her influence is definitely not underestimated. As long as you buy a ticket and make an extra 100 or 200 yuan in profit, it is absolutely just right.

　　"Why didn't I think of becoming a scalper?"

　　Yang Guang's heart bleeds when he sees so many scalpers buying tickets in groups. If he goes to buy tickets himself as a scalper, he can make more than just 300 yuan.

　　But then I thought, without the capital, it seems that it is impossible to be a scalper, let alone a water buffalo, so everything is just a pipe dream!

　　Soon, after walking for about fifty minutes, Yang Guang arrived at the entrance of the gymnasium.

　　Just as he imagined, there were not many people in front of the three ticket windows at this time, with about ten people at each window.

　　Each of these people is fully armed and has experienced many battles, or they bring their own small stool and sit on it to play with their mobile phones to pass the time.

　　Or they could just get a sleeping bag and sleep on the ground. These scalpers are all familiar with each other and are not afraid of one squeezing out the other's space.

　　Yang Guang was stunned. It was indeed a trick...

Chapter 8 Beautiful Woman

　　I really regret not bringing a small stool.

　　There was no other way, so Yang Guang had to feel his pockets to see if he could find a piece of paper or something to sit on.

　　Apparently his pockets were cleaner than his face, and his plan came to nothing.

　　Fortunately, it is already October. Although it is autumn, the weather is not too cold. The refreshing breeze is quite comfortable. However, my butt is cold and it feels sore after a long time.

　　To be honest, this was Yang Guang’s first time doing this job. At the beginning, he was quite energetic after getting some fresh air, but after a while he began to doze off.

　　But he really couldn't sleep at all, because right in front of him a middle-aged man in his forties was happily watching a Japanese love action movie on his mobile phone, and the volume was turned up quite high, which was particularly irritating in the empty and quiet night.

　　After a while, Yang Guang reacted.

　　Of course, it’s not that Yang Guang has any dirty thoughts in his mind, but he is just full of vigor at his age. After hearing those screams of pain and joy, no matter who he is, he would probably not be able to calm down.

　　"Um... uncle, could you please turn down the volume a bit?"

　　Finally, Yang Guang couldn't stand it anymore and whispered something to the middle-aged man.

　　The middle-aged man was easy to talk to. He turned off his phone immediately. He looked at Yang Guang and saw that he didn't know him, so he started chatting with Yang Guang.

　　The middle-aged man said, "Hey, this little brother is new in the industry, right? I haven't seen you before!"

　　"No, I just bought two for my friends!" Yang Guang shook his head, pointed at the school badge on his school uniform and said with a smile: "Look, I'm still a student, and several female classmates in my class are fans of celebrities and asked me to help buy them!"

　　Although he has thought about entering the industry, doesn't he have the capital?

　　If there was three to five thousand, Yang Guang wouldn't mind being a scalper a few times. At least he had to get enough money to make two prescriptions of Qi and Blood Soup first.

　　"Hehe, I didn't realize you're still a student. Are there any of your female classmates who want you? It's a pity that you have to suffer this in the middle of the night!"

　　The middle-aged man was very talkative, and didn't show any estrangement because of Yang Guang's young age. He smiled mysteriously and pointed to the staff office on the second floor of the gymnasium. With a smile that all men could understand, he said, "See, there are two figures over there!"

　　Yang Guang looked up and saw that there was a room on the second floor with the light on, and two standing figures could be seen clearly.

　　One of the male figures was grabbing the woman with long flowing hair like an eagle grabbing a chick. One of them grabbed the other and ran away, looking like two young lovers playing a game.

　　Seeing this, Yang Guang couldn't help but sigh. People these days really know how to have fun. What kind of excitement are they looking for in the middle of the night? But he didn't even have a beautiful woman, and he was starving!

　　"Hey, little brother, did you see that? Learn from that guy!" The Central and South Chinese man's eyes widened. Perhaps the reason he watched the action movie of Japan was because of the stimulation of the two people. He sighed and said, "Look at him. First, there are flowers and then red wine. He first serves the woman comfortably, and then waits for the woman to eat and drink well, and finally he can play with her however he wants. So, this is the truth about women. Sometimes you have to praise her, and sometimes you have to touch her. If you don't touch her, she will be precious, and if you touch her, you can be the boss. Otherwise, you will see that the woman will sleep with the man for one night, and she will not be arrogant when she wakes up tomorrow morning. Also, for someone like you, don't abuse yourself too much when chasing women, you have to have strategies..."

　　Okay!

　　He became more and more excited as he talked!

　　But Yang Guang just listened casually. Although the middle-aged man's words made some sense, he didn't have time to chase women at the moment.

　　After all, if he wants to study martial arts, he doesn't even have enough time to warm up his qi and blood. How can he waste so much time on romance?

　　After chatting with the middle-aged man for a few words, the middle-aged man seemed to realize that Yang Guang had no interest in this kind of thing, and then he continued to watch the hand-to-hand fight with his mobile phone, and occasionally took the time to look at the battle situation on the second floor.

　　Calming down, Yang Guang dozed off for a while and checked his phone, it was not yet five o'clock.

　　However, at this moment, a muffled groan was heard from the second floor. Although the sound was small, Yang Guang heard it very clearly.

　　He looked around. Most of the oxen had already fallen asleep. Those who were still awake did not notice the noise. Then a thin shadow swayed on the second floor and hurried downstairs.

　　Is it a thief?

　　Yang Guang calmed himself down, thought about it and felt something was wrong. The figure just now was obviously the same as the woman on the second floor. Could something have happened between them?

　　Just as Yang Guang was secretly thinking about it, a figure had already come downstairs and was walking out along the corridor.

　　Because the ticket window was right next to the stadium gate, the woman had to pass by Yang Guang if she wanted to leave the stadium. It was only when the figure approached Yang Guang that he could see clearly that this woman was indeed quite attractive.

　　She had a curvy figure, slender thighs, and jet-black hair that flowed down to her waist like a waterfall. Most importantly, she had a temperament like a solitary orchid in a valley. Even though she was more than ten meters away from him, one could already feel a strong desire to possess her from the bottom of one's heart.

　　This kind of woman is simply a stunner!

　　It was a pity that the woman was wearing a huge pair of sunglasses on her face. Although there was a light at the entrance of the gymnasium, Yang Guang could only see a rough idea. However, Yang Guang was sure that the woman was definitely above average in appearance.

　　But at this time the woman had a cold face, as if someone owed her ten million, which made Yang Guang feel a little contemptuous.

　　"Fuck, you're so arrogant, but you were just being played by someone, you're pretending to be so noble!"

　　Although he was muttering to himself, Yang Guang couldn't help but take a few more glances. A woman with such a good figure and temperament would be top-notch even if he lived in two different worlds. Besides, looking at her was just a way to kill time when he was bored.

　　The woman didn't seem to notice Yang Guang, and soon passed by Yang Guang with a gust of fragrant wind. Perhaps she was walking too fast and didn't pay attention to her feet. Suddenly, she stumbled and fell to the ground with a "bang"!

　　"ah!"

　　A scream immediately came out of the woman's mouth.

　　But the woman obviously didn't want others to hear her scream, so she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she slowly and with difficulty got up from the ground.

　　How could the beauty still have the same temperament and expression as before? She was so painful that her face turned pale!

　　Through the dim light, Yang Guang saw that one of the woman's shoes was missing, obviously it had slipped off her foot when she fell just now.

　　He was just about to ask the woman if she needed help, but the woman had already bent down with a frown, put on her high heels, and put them on her feet.

　　But her feet were obviously seriously injured, because the moment she put on her shoes, Yang Guang clearly saw that the woman's face turned pale with pain!

Chapter 9 Do you believe it now?

　　"Should I go over and help her?" Yang Guang thought so, but then gave up the idea.

　　After all, the two of them were not familiar with each other, and he was queuing now. If he gave way, it was very likely that someone else would take his seat. After all, it was almost five o'clock now. Although it seemed that there were not many people in the gym, in fact, these people were full-time scalpers. Some of them took up many seats by themselves. They only needed to wait until the gym's opening hours for someone to take over.

　　By that time, there won’t be just a hundred or so people like we see now.

　　Moreover, as it was getting light, there were already vehicles on the road outside. Even if Yang Guang wanted to help, he had to give up the idea.

　　If you really go up to help and miss the ticket, that would be a big problem!

　　So, Yang Guang just struggled slightly and then looked at the woman with sympathy.

　　"Silk!"

　　Zhang Xiaoyu took a deep breath and she also saw Yang Guang.

　　She thought that this seemingly young man in front of her would come up to help, but she was disappointed.

　　The young man didn't come over, and didn't even say a word. He just looked at him.

　　In fact, if it were any other day, she would even be very happy.

　　Because no one can recognize her, she can go in and out freely and go shopping without having to worry about the excessive enthusiasm of her fans and those damn paparazzi.

　　However, that is only on weekdays, which is the prerequisite for being a star.

　　But now, she was just a woman who was being raped and was trying her best to escape from the jaws of death.

　　In the eyes of the audience, he is pure and innocent, and she is high and mighty, but who knows that behind the scenes, she also needs to use WeChat to flatter those things and people he doesn't like.

　　Zhang Xiaoyu considered herself to be kind. She donated money wherever there was a disaster and stepped forward wherever help was needed. However, when she needed help the most, no one was willing to help her.

　　Thinking of this, a tear rolled down my cheeks.

　　Yang Guang felt a little uncomfortable. The tears flashing under the light made him feel very uncomfortable.

　　But he still didn't move.

　　He couldn't give up the ticket purchase just to be a good person, for his own sake and for Yangmei's.

　　"Can you help me?" After trying several times, Zhang Xiaoyu still couldn't walk. Finally, she turned her gaze to Yang Guang and whispered, "I... can pay you!"

　　In fact, Zhang Xiaoyu understood the occupations of Yang Guang and others as soon as she took a look at the situation in front of her.

　　cattle!

　　As a singing queen, Zhang Xiaoyu has some understanding of these people who rely on them for survival. For example, a standing ticket for a concert costs 300 yuan, but they often sell it to fans for 500 or 600 yuan by hoarding tickets.

　　Yang Guang was queuing outside the ticket window, and Zhang Xiaoyu naturally thought of Yang Guang as a scalper.

　　Of course, people work as scalpers to make money, so it is reasonable and legal to pay people for their help.

　　"Then how much are you willing to pay?" Yang Guang smiled immediately. He took off his clothes and moved to where he sat, then he walked towards Zhang Xiaoyu quietly, squatted down beside her and asked, "If the amount is considerable, I don't mind helping you."

　　This is also what Yang Guang really thinks.

　　Yang Mei can earn about one thousand yuan by buying five tickets, which means that if the woman in front of him offers a reward of more than one thousand yuan, Yang Guang will be very willing to help.

　　Of course, more would be best.

　　"Hmph!" Zhang Xiaoyu snorted coldly, complaining in her heart, all she cares about is money! But she couldn't show it at the moment, after all, she needed help now.

　　So Zhang Xiaoyu said, "Ten thousand yuan, if you carry me outside and call a car, I will give you ten thousand yuan as a reward!"

　　"Ten thousand yuan!" Yang Guang couldn't help but widen his eyes.

　　This is simply a little rich woman! Moreover, this money is made so easily!

　　"Okay!" Yang Guang said without hesitation, "Then come up!"

　　After saying that, he carefully helped Zhang Xiaoyu to stand steadily, and helped to find the other shoe that Zhang Xiaoyu had just dropped and returned it to Zhang Xiaoyu. Then he turned his back and motioned Zhang Xiaoyu to lie on his back.

　　It was only a few hundred meters from the gymnasium to the road outside. Zhang Xiaoyu had maintained a good figure and weighed only about 90 pounds, so it was not difficult for Yang Guang.

　　"Miss, we're almost at the street. Are you going to pay in cash?" Yang Guang walked very quickly. In addition to the fact that Zhang Xiaoyu was light in weight, the most important thing was that he felt that if he could get the money quickly, he could go back to the window to queue up.

　　"I'll forward this message to you!" Zhang Xiaoyu saw that it was almost time, so she spoke without thinking. But after she finished speaking, she realized that she had actually forgotten her cell phone in the room where the beast was.

　　"Well, that's good!"

　　Yang Guang nodded. He had already walked to the side of the road. He carefully put Zhang Xiaoyu down and was about to take out his cell phone to add Zhang Xiaoyu's Fetion message.

　　This era is almost the same as the Red Flag era when Yang Guang was in. For example, Fetion and Alipay are both mobile payment programs such as WeChat and Alipay.

　　"Um..." Zhang Xiaoyu was a little unnatural. She looked at Yang Guang a little embarrassedly and said embarrassedly: "I seem to have forgotten to bring my cell phone and bag..."

　　"Nima!"

　　Yang Guang almost cursed out loud!

　　You have no money but you still pretend to be rich!

　　However, Yang Guang did not start scolding immediately, because he found that the woman in front of him, whether in terms of her dress or temperament, did not look like someone who was short of money.

　　But this is not absolute. Haven’t you seen that many young internet celebrities are trying their best to sell their bodies to show off their wealth?

　　So we can't judge people by their appearance, right?

　　Just like that, Yang Guang looked at Zhang Xiaoyu with a half-smile. If it weren't for the huge frog-eye glasses, Zhang Xiaoyu would have felt a little embarrassed.

　　"How about you take me to the Ginkgo Hotel and I'll give you 10,000 yuan as a reward?" Zhang Xiaoyu decided to increase the offer.

　　She is penniless now. Even if Yang Guang doesn't want her payment, she can't just walk back to the hotel, right?

　　Besides, her concert is going to start tonight. If someone photographs this singing queen limping back to the hotel, she will be on the hot search list!

　　"This... is not impossible!" Yang Guang still had a smile on his face, which was not at all mature like someone of his age. He asked with a smile: "But how can I trust you?"

　　His words immediately left Zhang Xiaoyu dumbfounded.

　　Yes, why should others believe in themselves?

　　After struggling secretly in her heart, Zhang Xiaoyu took a deep breath, slowly took off her sunglasses, smiled at Yang Guang, and said, "You should believe it now, right?"

Chapter 10 The money is still there!

　　"Zhang Xiaoyu?" Yang Guang widened his eyes, a little bit in disbelief.

　　He had never expected that such a big star would actually stand in front of him like this. What he had never expected was that this seemingly pure and innocent big star was actually... so good at having fun!

　　Looking at the incredibly beautiful Zhang Xiaoyu in front of him, Yang Guang even began to think about the scene on the second floor where he used to catch chickens. It was so damn eye-catching!

　　But it’s their freedom to play however they want. Why should Yang Guang interfere?

　　"Now you believe that I will not refuse to pay, right?" Zhang Xiaoyu immediately put on her sunglasses again, and then waited for Yang Guang to take a taxi to take her back to the hotel.

　　As a singing queen, she is naturally aware of her own value. She would rather pay more just because she is worried about being photographed by paparazzi and thus having a negative impact. As for Yang Guang, in Zhang Xiaoyu's opinion, he should be a scalper, so 20,000 yuan as a reward or hush money is obviously enough.

　　After all, just a few steps and a little delay in time can earn you 20,000 yuan, which can basically be said to be a blessing in disguise.

　　Zhang Xiaoyu believed that the young man in front of her would definitely agree to such a good job as long as he was not stupid.

　　Just as Zhang Xiaoyu thought, Yang Guang was more than just shaken, he was totally willing.

　　Twenty thousand yuan is definitely a huge sum of money for him at the moment.

　　He was worried about not having enough money to buy medicinal herbs and meat to nourish his body. Now that 20,000 yuan was placed in front of him, how could he not be tempted?

　　But... it seems difficult to explain to Yang Mei! Should I tell her that I met Zhang Xiaoyu and sent her back to the hotel?

　　impossible!

　　If he told her, wouldn't he also have to tell her about the 20,000 yuan reward? This was not his style!

　　After thinking for a while, Yang Guang said: "Miss Zhang, I don't have any problem here, it's just..."

　　He stopped talking halfway.

　　During the Red Flag era, he knew that in addition to selling tickets, these stars also had a lot of friendship tickets for their concerts. These friendship tickets were usually given to investors, friends, relatives, and the like.

　　The reason why he said this was simply to see if he could buy five tickets from Zhang Xiaoyu, so that he could explain to Yang Mei, right?

　　However, Zhang Xiaoyu misunderstood.

　　She felt that Yang Guang was blatantly threatening her by using the fact that she was afraid to expose!

　　Yes, this is a naked threat!

　　At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and really wanted to point at Yang Guang's nose and curse him as a bastard!

　　But...she compromised!

　　She didn't dare, nor was she willing to take unnecessary risks, but she felt extremely aggrieved. She had finally escaped from the tiger upstairs but never expected to fall into a wolf's den again.

　　But what can she do?

　　Just be patient!

　　"Do you think the compensation is not enough?" Zhang Xiaoyu took a deep breath and stared at Yang Guang tentatively through black lenses.

　　"Enough, enough!" Yang Guang smiled and said embarrassedly: "Originally, I wanted to buy five tickets for your concert. As you know, your concert tickets are very difficult to buy. You see... hehe!"

　　As he spoke, he turned around and looked in the direction of the stadium, meaning that after sending you back to the hotel, you will definitely not be able to buy tickets, so see if you can help get some tickets!

　　Even though Zhang Xiaoyu was used to seeing thick-skinned people, she had never seen anyone so shameless.

　　First he cheated her out of 20,000 yuan, and then he wanted tickets. God knows how there can be such a shameless person in the world! However, she seemed to have forgotten that no matter the initial offer of 10,000 yuan, or the subsequent increase, or even the question just now about whether Yang Guang disliked the low reward, it was all wishful thinking on her part.

　　As for Yang Guang, it seemed that he was just going with the flow.

　　Even though she cursed Yang Guang countless times in her heart, Zhang Xiaoyu still suppressed her anger and said coldly: "Five tickets, no problem, I have a few more ready to give away, since you need them, I'll give them to you! But can you take me back to the hotel now?"

　　"Haha, very elegant!" Yang Guang gave a thumbs up, his heart already beaming with joy.

　　If he heard correctly, the big star not only gave money but also tickets. Doesn't that mean he could save the money for the five tickets?

　　You know, five tickets are worth three or four thousand yuan. With these three or four thousand, he can get a lot of medicinal materials. What he lacks most now is the resources to practice martial arts. If he doesn't want this good thing that comes for free, he's a fool!

　　He was not pretentious. He just stopped a taxi, told the name of the hotel, and carefully helped Zhang Xiaoyu into the car.

　　However, Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to dislike Yang Guang very much. She didn't say a word in the car and had a stern face the whole time, which made Yang Guang very disdainful.

　　What the hell, isn't she just a celebrity? She is a celebrity in front of people, but who knows what she is behind people!

　　The car drove very fast and arrived at the hotel soon. Because Zhang Xiaoyu's relevant documents were in her bag, and the bag was left in the gymnasium, Yang Guang finally came forward to help Zhang Xiaoyu verify her identity before she could enter the room.

　　After all this work, it was already noon and it was already past eight o'clock.

　　However, what made Yang Guang feel relieved was that Zhang Xiaoyu was still very reliable. He went back to the room, changed his clothes, and quickly found his agent, who transferred 20,000 yuan to him and also gave him five tickets.

　　In fact, Yang Guang also knew that the reason why Zhang Xiaoyu was so straightforward was mainly because she didn't want to cause trouble. After looking at Zhang Xiaoyu who still had a gloomy face, he said goodbye.

　　After all, it was just the first time they met, and he was not even a fan of Zhang Xiaoyu, so it was quite awkward for him to stay here.

　　"Ms. Zhang, I would like to thank you for your generous remuneration. See you next time!" Yang Guang smiled and waved goodbye to Zhang Xiaoyu. However, he looked at Zhang Xiaoyu's swollen ankle inadvertently and felt sorry for her for a moment. After he left the room, he hurried to the drugstore to buy a plaster and placed it at the door of Zhang Xiaoyu's room. After knocking on the door, he left quickly.

　　With excitement, Yang Guang silently opened the character attribute panel, and was about to feel the pleasure of increasing wealth, but when he took a closer look, he was dumbfounded.

　　The wealth value didn’t increase at all!

　　What happened? Yang Guang was so frightened that he kept thinking that the 20,000 yuan he had just received on Fetion was not fake.

　　Thinking of this, Yang Guang became a little uneasy. Although he had picked up several thousand yuan for free with the five tickets, if the 20,000 yuan was really gone, wouldn't he cry to death?

　　This guy is like this. If there hadn't been Zhang Xiaoyu's promise, he might have wanted the 20,000 yuan but would have just thought about it. However, with the promise and the transfer of money, if he lost it, it would be like cutting off a piece of his flesh. It would be strange if he didn't feel sad!

　　He returned home in a hurry, not even thinking about going to school. He took the card and ran to the bank quickly.

　　After checking the accounts, 20010, Yang Guang was stunned again, the money was still there!

　　What's going on?

Chapter 11: Harder than climbing to heaven!

　　Zhang Yi remembered it very clearly. There should have been 110 yuan in the card originally. Not long ago, "Yang Guang" withdrew 100 yuan to go online, so there was only 10 yuan left to protect the card. Together with the 2,000 yuan deposited via Fetion transfer just now, there was exactly 20,010 yuan, not a penny more or less.

　　But why didn’t the wealth value increase?

　　This question made Yang Guang a little confused.

　　Take 100!

　　The wealth value increases!

　　Save 100!

　　The wealth value remains the same!

　　I went back and forth twice and it was still the same.

　　At this time, someone had already come to withdraw money. Yang Guang naturally couldn't occupy the ATM and not let others do it, so he simply withdrew another 100 yuan and waited by the side.

　　It's no wonder that at this moment he suddenly had an idea and actually thought of the problem.

　　As soon as the thought came to his mind, the attribute panel appeared in front of him again. He silently clicked the "+" sign behind wealth again, and sure enough, the dialog box for entering numbers appeared in front of him immediately.

　　"100"

　　Yang Guang did not hesitate and silently input the number 100. In an instant, he felt a flash in his hand, and the 100 yuan he had just taken out had disappeared, replaced by his wealth value endurance from the original 3705.

　　“It is indeed so!”

　　Yang Guang was delighted and thought to himself, "It seems that the money in the bank cannot be directly converted into wealth. It can only be converted when the cash is withdrawn and held in hand! It doesn't matter if there is less cash now, but if the cash reaches a certain level one day, wouldn't it be exhausting just to withdraw money?"

　　But Yang Guang was just thinking about it casually. If that day really came, he would not be afraid of being tired. Wasn’t there a popular saying during the Red Flag era?

　　Sleep until you wake up naturally, count money until your hands cramp!

　　He dreams of such a good thing!

　　After figuring out the relationship between money and wealth, he naturally still had to read the book. Being late was not a big deal for him.

　　As a student, who hasn’t skipped a few classes?

　　However, this is not the biggest surprise, because just now Yang Guang actually saw a "+ sign" appear below the Qi, blood and spirit. According to the same logic as the wealth value, it means that Qi, blood and spirit can also be increased!

　　Before I had time to eat, I hurried to school and returned to the classroom just in time for the first class.

　　The class was about Chinese, but the teacher was not in the classroom. Instead, he arranged for a class representative to host a free review in the class.

　　"Yang Guang, you are such a dishonest guy. When I went to the Internet cafe last night, the boss said you had just left!"

　　Sitting on the stool, Fu Wenbin came over with a smirk on his face and said to Yang Guang, "Tell me, buddy, are you in love with that pretty girl? I heard from the boss that you ran away after sitting there for less than an hour!"

　　"Go away! I have to take the military examination, how can I have the time to fall in love?" Yang Guang gave Fu Wenbin an unhappily look. This buddy of his was hopeless. His head was either filled with the chicken game or beautiful women. As for studying, he didn't think about it at all.

　　"Come on! Last week you said you were interested in Wu Qian, but you changed your mind after just a few days?"

　　As Yang Guang's best friend, Fu Wenbin didn't believe that Yang Guang really wanted to take the military exam.

　　He made up his mind yesterday, but that was only yesterday. As for today or the future, he thought forget it! Anyway, even if he wanted to take the exam, he was not cut out for it. Instead of wasting time, he might as well take the liberal arts exam and let his dad find some connections to get him a job in a factory after graduation.

　　Without paying any more attention to Fu Wenbin, since there was no teacher during the self-study class, Yang Guang lay on the table and began to study the attributes of the characters.

　　In fact, ever since he got this character attribute panel, Yang Guang has already guessed a lot of things in his mind.

　　For example, wealth, qi, blood, spirit, and even occupation, these keywords are obviously connected with warriors.

　　There are actually not many attributes in Yang Guang’s attribute panel, mainly concentrated on qi, blood and spirit.

　　Qi and blood are the foundation of human beings. As the saying goes, a person is healthy if he has sufficient qi and blood, and the same is true for warriors.

　　When a warrior practices to build up his strength, it is actually a process of cultivating his Qi and blood.

　　The human body is like a bottle, and qi and blood are like the water in the bottle. The more abundant the qi and blood are, the more water there is in the bottle.

　　But if you want to hold more water, you have to change to a bigger bottle, that is, expand the capacity of the bottle.

　　It is naturally impossible for non-warriors such as Yang Guang to practice martial arts and exercise their qi and blood directly like warriors, so they can only train their muscles, expand the body's content of qi and blood, and nourish the qi and blood, so as to break through and become warriors.

　　After looking at the attributes again, Yang Guang couldn't help feeling discouraged.

　　The minimum standard to break through from a martial artist to become a martial artist is a Qi and Blood of 200. To be admitted to the martial arts department, the standard last year was 150K, and that was for the general martial arts department. To be admitted to the key martial arts department, more than 170K was required.

　　Of course, this was only last year's standard. With the country's attention and the popularization of martial arts, the standard will be raised every year. His own data is simply rubbish!

　　Yang Guang: Male

　　Occupation: Civilian

　　Wealth: 23605

　　Qi and blood: 62

　　Muscle building: 9.8%

　　Spirit: 58

　　Judging from the data on the panel, the panel obviously did not count the martial arts apprentice as a martial artist. His Qi and blood level of 62K is just at the level of an ordinary person. As for the muscle training level of 9.8%, as the name suggests, Yang Guang's muscle training level has only reached 9.8%, which is only half a foot.

　　"According to Li Jinbao, a person has 609 muscles. Theoretically, the upper limit of the body's Qi and blood can increase by 1K for each muscle that is trained, but this is only theoretical. My Qi and blood is 62, which means that I have only trained 62 muscles since elementary school. I don't know how well other students have trained!"

　　Yang Guang thought to himself that his family's living standard was neither good nor bad, and his physical condition was above average in the class. In fact, according to his observation, except for a few rich classmates in the class, many people were not even as good as him.

　　But this is only relative!

　　Last year, there were more than 680 senior high school students in the school, and only three of them were admitted to the military department, which was the largest number of students in the school's history.

　　Of course, this does not rule out the possibility of expanding the enrollment of military science, but the requirements for qi and blood in military science are also constantly increasing. If he wants to reach 150K with 62K of qi and blood, he will still need a full 88K to reach last year's level, which is just over one-third.

　　If you want to study military science...it was harder than climbing to the sky in the past!

　　Yang Guang didn't know what the admission standard for Wu Ke would be this year, but the worst would probably not be lower than 152K.

　　Of course, this number was calculated by him based on the military science admissions in the previous three years, with an average increase of 2K per year!

　　This means that if he wants to pass the military exam this year, his Qi and blood will need to increase by 90K!

Chapter 12: Burning Flesh

　　90K of Qi and blood means that 90 muscles need to be trained. In the past, even if Yang Guang wanted to do this, he could only dream of it. But with the attribute panel, he thinks it is possible!

　　Click on muscle training first?

　　After all, the growth of Qi and blood still depends on capacity. The more muscles are exercised, the more Qi and blood the body can withstand. Yang Guang is very clear about this.

　　Without any hesitation, he silently said to himself, and clicked the "+" button on the muscle training.

　　This time, the digital panel for entering wealth values ​​did not pop up. Instead, as soon as he clicked the "+" button, a strange heat instantly enveloped his right calf.

　　Immediately afterwards, his whole body tensed up again, and the blood in his veins surged and rushed towards him!

　　At that moment, Yang Guang instantly felt several muscles on his right leg bulge slightly, filled with explosive power.

　　At the same time, a feeling of dizziness rushed to my heart, which was obviously a manifestation of the surplus or deficiency of qi and blood.

　　With excitement, Yang Guang dropped out of the attribute panel again.

　　Yang Guang: Male

　　Occupation: Civilian

　　Wealth: 23005

　　Qi and blood: 62/62

　　Muscle training: 10.8%

　　Spirit: 58

　　Just like this, a full 600 in wealth was consumed, and 6K in energy and blood was consumed. Yang Guang felt a pang of pain in his heart!

　　There are a total of 639 muscles in the human body, 1% is about six muscles. It costs him a total of 600 wealth points to exercise six muscles!

　　600 wealth points means 600 yuan, and it was gone with just a few taps. This speed of consumption is really like spending money like water.

　　Of course, this was just Yang Guang's thought at the moment. If he knew which warriors were willing to do it for even 0.1%, he would not think so.

　　In fact, Yang Guang was just thinking about it. If he really wanted to build muscles without spending money, he might not be able to build three muscles even in a month.

　　And this is just the early stages of exercising the easy parts of the body, such as the four fingers. If it were the waist or other parts, it would undoubtedly be more difficult, not to mention the weak parts such as the face and crotch.

　　So, in fact, Yang Guang was still very satisfied. At least the 600 yuan saved him nearly two months of hard work.

　　However, after looking at the panel again, he felt pain again, because training muscles does not mean increasing qi and blood. If he wants to raise the upper limit of qi and blood, he needs to invest in training qi and blood, which is a lot of money.

　　There was no other way. In order to improve his qi and blood, Yang Guang silently clicked the "+" sign behind qi and blood.

　　But the feeling this time was different from the feeling when he was exercising his muscles just now.

　　If the muscle training just now was the gathering of qi and blood throughout the body to train the muscles, then now it is the continuous burning of blood and flesh throughout the body to extract qi and blood.

　　In just a moment, Yang Guang immediately felt as if his whole body was exposed to the sun, and beads of sweat kept dripping like raindrops.

　　even……

　　In fact, the temperature got higher and higher as time went on, as if he was surrounded by flames. The silent tingling and burning sensation like needles made him feel as if he was being born and died.

　　Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly. In just less than a minute, the pain disappeared completely, and was replaced by infinite hunger!

　　Yes, it was hunger that made his entire body lose weight!

　　"Yang Guang, are you sick? Why are you sweating all over?"

　　At this time, Fu Wenbin on the side exclaimed in shock, looking at Yang Guang with fear in his eyes.

　　Following his shout, the students who were originally studying in the class couldn't help but focus their attention on Yang Guang.

　　"Hurry up and go to the school clinic!" Someone reminded: "I think Yang Guang's current condition is a bit like malnutrition, you see he is sweating!"

　　"I think so..."

　　…

　　Suddenly the whole classroom was like a vegetable market, with both boys and girls starting to discuss loudly.

　　However, although these people were discussing openly, they were actually just talking nonsense and no one took any action. In the end, Fu Wenbin got anxious and ran out of the classroom to find the head teacher Li Jinbao.

　　Yang Guang is now in so much pain that he can’t express it in words. He is in pain but happy at the same time!

　　Just as a classmate said before, he is now physically exhausted. Just imagine that when the flesh and blood in the whole body are instantly trained into qi and blood, who would not be exhausted?

　　Of course, Yang Guang only pressed it once to exercise his qi and blood. If he pressed it twice more, he would probably be drained dry.

　　Soon, Li Jinbao ran in from outside, panting.

　　Just now he was teaching another class a martial arts lesson, when suddenly Fu Wenbin came to tell him that as a class teacher he had to take Yang Guang's matter seriously.

　　However, from Fu Wenbin's description, Yang Guang seemed to be in a dehydrated condition, but how could he be dehydrated when he was reviewing in class without any physical exertion?

　　Moreover, in his impression, Yang Guang was the kind of student who was above average, neither good nor bad. He was okay in liberal arts, but not so good in martial arts. Although he was not bad in the class, it was almost impossible for him to pass the martial arts exam.

　　After entering the classroom, Li Jinbao saw Yang Guang from a distance.

　　Just as Fu Wenbin said, Yang Guang was covered in sweat at this time, and his clothes looked like they had been washed in water, but he did not look dehydrated at all.

　　After these few minutes, Yang Guang had stopped sweating, and as his body slowly adapted, his complexion looked much better.

　　But at this moment, his face was still pale, without a trace of blood.

　　"Teacher Li!"

　　Seeing Li Jinbao coming over, Yang Guang reluctantly stood up and greeted Li Jinbao.

　　"Well! Sit down first!" Li Jinbao waved his hand, letting Yang Guang sit down, and then asked, "Can you tell me about your current situation?"

　　Although Li Jinbao is not a martial artist, as a high school martial arts teacher, his strength is not low. There was a rumor circulating in the school that Li Jinbao's blood and qi had exceeded 190K, and he was only one step away from the minimum standard of a martial artist. As long as he passed the 200K mark, he would be a real martial artist.

　　Although it's just a rumor, there's always smoke without fire!

　　Although Li Jinbao is not the oldest among all the martial arts teachers in the school, his status is undoubtedly the highest, which also explains some problems.

　　In fact, Li Jinbao has now figured out something, because Yang Guang's current condition is exactly the same as his previous experience.

　　That's over-exercising!

　　Generally speaking, there is a limit to how much food a person can eat and how much blood-nourishing soup they can drink every day.

　　For example, students like Yang Guang only eat less than one pound of rice a day, and can only take one bowl of blood-nourishing soup. Of course, it is not ruled out that some wealthy families will use tonics such as ginseng and deer antlers as supplements.

　　But no matter how much assistance is provided, the human body's digestion is only so fast, and the nutrition produced is also within a certain range.

　　Whether it's warming up the qi and blood or exercising the muscles, to put it bluntly, the driving force is these nutrients!

　　Therefore, even if they are top-notch martial arts geniuses, they are only slightly faster than ordinary people in the initial stages of their training, but the gap accumulates over time.

　　But if the daily exercise volume exceeds one's own nutrition, then what is being exercised is burning the flesh and blood of the human body, and what will eventually happen is Yang Guang's situation!

　　However, Li Jinbao just thought about it and immediately gave up the idea.

　　How could a student like Yang Guang who didn't pay much attention to martial arts train so hard? How could he exceed the limits of the human body and reach the point of burning his flesh and blood?

Chapter 13 Everything is Possible

　　"Teacher Li, I'm fine!" Yang Guang stretched his head and explained weakly, "I was just standing in horse stance for a while because I was bored. I didn't expect..."

　　As soon as he said this, the whole classroom burst into laughter.

　　This was the first time they had heard of someone standing in a horse stance like this.

　　But everyone just smiled. No one could laugh with Li Jinbao around.

　　"Really?" Li Jinbao still looked the same as when he came in, but there was a gleam of light in his eyes. He asked again, "Just standing in a horse stance can have this effect?"

　　The horse stance, bow and arrow stance and golden rooster stand are known as the three major stances for body training, and are the only ones that can be used by warriors and below to build muscle.

　　The horse stance, commonly known as the horse stance, is derived from the riding posture of cavalrymen in the ancient cold weapon era.

　　However, there is a difference between the horse stance for men and women. The horse stance practiced by men is called the Siping Horse, while the horse stance practiced by women is called the Erzi Qianyang Horse.

　　Siping Da Ma is the most common horse stance. When practicing, the feet are separated slightly wider than the shoulders and the posture is half-squatting, just like riding a horse. It is also as stable as a pillar, hence the name.

　　Practicing horse stance can strengthen the tendons and replenish qi, regulate the spirit, and most importantly, with the continuous exercise of the muscles in the feet, the lower body will be stable, the balance will be good, and it will not be easy to be knocked down, and the body's reaction ability will be improved.

　　Therefore, not only ordinary people who want to break through as martial artists practice horse stance, in fact some martial artists also practice it frequently. And it makes sense for Yang Guang to say that he practiced horse stance during class.

　　After all, the college entrance examination is approaching, and Yang Guang, as a recent graduate, wants to take the martial arts exam. His liberal arts performance is already acceptable, so it is not a big deal for him to use the review time to practice some basic martial arts skills without delaying his classmates' review.

　　Although the horse stance seems simple, it is difficult to do it well. The reason is that in addition to practice making perfect, the practitioner must also have perseverance!

　　After all, when you do the horse stance with your legs half squatting, it is undoubtedly equivalent to bearing the weight of two or even three bodies. It is easy for one minute, but as time goes by, the pressure that the legs can withstand increases inversely proportionally, and the difficulty can be imagined.

　　Yang Guang's performance in martial arts was average, just above average in the class. In Li Jinbao's opinion, with such a level, he wouldn't even be able to consume all the nutrients in his body, let alone doing horse stance until his flesh and blood burned.

　　But!

　　But Yang Guang's current situation made him a little suspicious!

　　Because Yang Guang’s situation is so similar to his situation back then?

　　However, Li Jinbao did not express his opinion in front of the whole class. He first asked the class representative to continue to be responsible for the class order and then called Yang Guang to the office.

　　Yang Guang was also speechless for a while. He never thought that he turned into this state after pressing a button to increase his energy and blood. However, there was nothing he could do about it. Who told him to find a quiet place to study alone?

　　But no matter what, he has gained some experience through this time of adding points, and he may not be so reckless next time.

　　However, what really bothered Yang Guang was how to explain it to Li Jinbao later. This question... was the biggest problem!

　　Following Li Jinbao into the office, Li Jinbao motioned Yang Guang to sit down in front of his desk, then took out a thermos cup and handed it to Yang Guang.

　　"Come on, drink first!"

　　Yang Guang took the thermos cup, opened the lid, and a medicinal fragrance immediately hit him.

　　"Blood-replenishing soup?" Yang Guang looked at Li Jinbao.

　　"Well! I was originally planning to drink it myself, but I see you need it more than me. Drink it first. I still have some!" Li Jinbao explained.

　　Yang Guang naturally wouldn't be polite. He had heard of this Qi and Blood Soup countless times, but this was the first time he had actually seen it, let alone been able to drink it.

　　"Gurgle!"

　　A mouthful of medicine quickly entered his mouth. The taste was a little bitter, but still within an acceptable range, but it was different from what he imagined.

　　According to his idea, this blood-replenishing soup should taste similar to the blood-replenishing oral liquid on the market, sweet, sour, nutritious and delicious...

　　Although the taste is not very good, Yang Guang knows that the cost of this bowl of soup is not low.

　　He had calculated before that the cost of medicinal materials for a dose of blood-replenishing soup was about three thousand yuan, but at most he could only make nine bowls of blood-replenishing soup, which translated into nearly three hundred yuan per bowl in cash. It could be said that this thermos cup of blood-replenishing soup alone was equivalent to Li Jinbao giving him three hundred yuan directly. It would be strange if Yang Guang would be polite!

　　You know, money is a good thing, the key is that it is hard to come by!

　　Even though his wealth value was still over 20,000 this morning, it dropped rapidly after just clicking the button twice. Although he is not sure how much wealth value was consumed by adding some energy and blood, he felt that it was a lot.

　　The best thing would be to save some money now.

　　He drank the Qi and Blood Soup in the thermos cup in one breath, and a stream of warm air slowly emerged from his lower abdomen.

　　Yang Guang could clearly feel that as this airflow was continuously absorbed by his body, he was gradually becoming stronger, instead of looking listless as before.

　　"It seems that you were really standing in the horse stance just now!" Seeing Yang Guang's face gradually turning red, Li Jinbao smiled faintly and asked, "Your martial arts performance is not very good. Are you working so hard now because you want to pass the martial arts exam?"

　　"Yes, I just want to pass the military exam!"

　　Yang Guang nodded. He had already made up his mind, and now he spoke it out loud and clear.

　　"Are you so confident? I remember that your Qi and blood were only around 60K during the last test, right? You're still a long way from the standard for passing the martial arts exam, and now it's only two months away from the college entrance exam. Do you think you can train your Qi and blood to 150K in just two months?"

　　Li Jinbao was not optimistic about Yang Guang's path to becoming a martial arts student.

　　Having confidence is a good thing, but if your confidence is too inflated, or even if you set yourself a goal that is impossible to achieve, then it is not a good thing but a bad thing.

　　He knew very well that Yang Guang's family conditions were not very good, and it was even more impossible for him to have unlimited supply of various blood-replenishing medicines and large amounts of meat like some wealthy families.

　　It would be great if a child born in such a family could be admitted to a good liberal arts university.

　　After all, a liberal arts university is still a university, and even though such graduates may not have the same privileged status as warriors, they can definitely find a well-paid job after graduation and it will not be difficult to support a family.

　　However, Yang Guang kept saying that he wanted to take the military examination. Is this possible?

　　"I think I can!" Yang Guang had a determined look on his face. He couldn't help but think of a sentence said by a great historical figure in the Red Flag era: Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different species?

　　What Li Jinbao said was right. It is undoubtedly a fantasy for an ordinary person to increase his qi and blood by 90K in just over two months. After all, to increase qi and blood by 90K means to exercise 90 muscles, not only that, but also to nourish the qi and blood.

　　In Shuzhong Province, the record for the highest muscle training was set two years ago by a senior high school student named Bu Jingfeng. It was also the last semester. He trained his muscles at the rate of one muscle every two days. He eventually got admitted to Shuzhong Wuke with a score of 156K, becoming the only Wuke university student that year.

　　Yang Guang thought to himself that he was not a genius, but... he had the task attribute panel, so everything was possible!

Chapter 14: Big loss!

　　After returning to the classroom from the office, Yang Guang's condition has gradually improved since drinking a bowl of blood-replenishing soup, but it will take a few days of recuperation to recover to his previous condition.

　　However, this time, Yang Guang couldn't help but feel scared. He secretly decided that when he used his wealth to exercise his muscles or add some energy and blood in the future, he must pay attention to his physical condition and avoid crowds.

　　It was during this time that Yang Guang finally had the opportunity to check the attribute panel.

　　Yang Guang: Male

　　Occupation: Civilian

　　Wealth: 17005

　　Qi and blood: 2/68

　　Muscle training: 10.8%

　　Spirit: 58

　　Yang Guang was very satisfied after seeing this data. His Qi and Blood increased by 8 points, which was exactly the same as the six muscles he had trained before. The 2 in front clearly showed that the increase in Qi and Blood limit required Qi and Blood to replenish. However, this ratio seemed a bit large. His Qi and Blood was 62K at the beginning, and now there was only 2K left, which undoubtedly meant that he had just consumed 60K of Qi and Blood.

　　This makes the ratio exactly 10:1!

　　It seems... On the fifth floor, whether you are exercising your muscles or adding points to your Qi and blood, it seems that the calculation is based on 10:1?

　　Yang Guang guessed secretly.

　　His original muscle training degree was 9.8%, and after adding some exercise, the training degree was 10.8%. Yang Guang was not sure about the decimal point, but roughly speaking, the increase was exactly one tenth of 9.8%, which is 10.8%.

　　The same is true for Qi and blood. To be honest, this increase is not small, but Yang Guang was secretly a little frightened.

　　If we increase it like this every time, wouldn't we be facing the danger of having our qi and blood drained every time?

　　He doesn't want to experience that feeling worse than death a second time!

　　He looked at the number on the wealth value again and felt even more heartbroken.

　　A full 6,000 wealth points are missing!

　　Adding the 600 points lost from muscle training, he spent a total of 6,600 wealth points, but only gained a mere 6,000 increase in his health limit!

　　But he thought about it again and felt it was a great deal. 6,000 wealth points were only equivalent to the cost of materials for two doses of blood-replenishing soup. However, the effect of one dose of blood-replenishing soup was far from reaching such an effect. Even with exercise, it could only exercise 6 muscles.

　　But two doses of blood-replenishing soup are nine bowls each, one bowl a day, and it takes 18 days to finish two doses, which is more than half a month. Isn’t time money?

　　Although the attribute panel on the contrary feels a bit disadvantageous, it can undoubtedly save him a lot of time and is more advantageous in comparison.

　　However, Yang Guang also knew that two doses of blood-replenishing soup could train six muscles only for students in genius academies such as the Capital of Gods and the Capital of Demons, while ordinary people could train less than half of that.

　　While secretly comparing, Yang Guang suddenly discovered that there was another "+ sign" behind the "+ sign" of the wealth value. This discovery made Yang Guang stunned.

　　He had absolutely no idea what the “+” sign that appeared at the end was for.

　　"Should I give it a try to see the effect?" Yang Guang was a little tempted, but he felt a little guilty after thinking about it.

　　After all, the lesson just now was still fresh in his mind, so he didn't dare to click rashly again.

　　After finally making it to noon when school was over, Yang Guang quickly had a pretty good lunch at school, and then went to the junior high school to find Yang Mei.

　　The concert is tonight, and he must deliver the ticket to Yang Mei now. Of course, this is also an agreement between Yang Guang and Yang Mei.

　　When we arrived at the junior high school, Yang Mei was already waiting by the playground. When she saw Yang Guang coming over, she hurried over from a distance. Her chubby little face was twinkling and very cute.

　　"Yang Guang, where are the tickets?" Yang Mei had a look of disgust on her face. She was fed up with being urged by those sponsors. If the junior high school students were not allowed to leave the school at noon, she would have gone directly to the high school to find Yang Guang.

　　So now I don’t call him brother anymore, and I’m still wondering whether I should deduct one or two hundred yuan from Yang Guang’s salary for being late as compensation for his hurt heart.

　　"Hey, here it is!" Yang Guang smiled. He could earn 300 yuan for queuing. Although he could earn more, he didn't have any channels. If he had channels, he wouldn't mind working alone.

　　As he was talking, Yang Guang took out the five tickets that Zhang Xiaoyu's agent had given him that morning and handed them to Yang Mei without even looking at them. He smiled and said, "How can I, as your brother, not pay attention to what you asked me to do? Look, there are five tickets in total, not one less!"

　　Yang Mei gave Yang Guang an unpleasant look, reached out to take the ticket, but when she looked closely, she was suddenly stunned.

　　Because the ticket in her hand was not a standing ticket, but a front-row ticket for internal staff.

　　"Brother, isn't this a standing ticket?" Yang Mei looked at Yang Guang curiously, as if she had discovered a new world.

　　You have to know that among the same concert tickets, standing tickets are just the lowest level tickets. They are not expensive, and you can only watch from the farthest distance. Although Yang Mei's classmates' families are rich, as junior high school students, their families obviously will not give them too much pocket money, so standing tickets are already a very good choice for them.

　　But the tickets for insiders are different.

　　The so-called insiders do not refer to the concert staff, but rather senior executives of film and television companies or friends and relatives of celebrities. There are not many such tickets, and because they are very close to the front, they are hard to get.

　　Yang Guang is not a fan of celebrities. As a loser, he has never spent a lot of money to attend a concert. Naturally, he knows nothing about these so-called insider tickets. He thinks they are all the same!

　　However, Yang Guang felt a little embarrassed by Yang Mei's question and asked, "Is there any problem?"

　　The reason was that because he had these five internal tickets, he had ruthlessly embezzled the 3,000 yuan that Yang Mei gave him to buy the tickets, and he couldn't help but feel hesitant at this moment.

　　"Of course there is a problem, this is an insider ticket!" Yang Mei's face turned red with excitement, and she said anxiously: "Brother, tell me honestly, do you have any close friends in the gymnasium? If so, we will be rich!"

　　If a standing ticket for Zhang Xiaoyu costs 600 yuan, then the market price of an internal viewing ticket is definitely more than 3,000 yuan. You know, even the worst back-row seat ticket costs 1,100 yuan, not to mention queuing in advance.

　　Although there are many stars these days, there are only a few superstars. Yang Mei believes that with the few tickets in her hand, she can make a fortune by just reselling them a few times.

　　"Go away, I have a classmate whose family owns a gymnasium!" Yang Guang also wanted to make money, but it was not that he didn't have that kind of relationship, right? If he really had that kind of relationship, he wouldn't mind being a shameless relative. He thought about it and decided to tell Yang Mei the truth, but he changed the concept of his black money to that he used the money to buy it from Zhang Xiaoyu.

　　But even so, little stars suddenly appeared in Yangmei's eyes.

　　But she knows how huge the price difference is!

　　Six hundred yuan - three thousand yuan! A full four times the profit!

　　"Brother, how about you buy me a few more internal tickets?" Yang Mei rolled her eyes and looked at Yang Guang expectantly, "How about I give you a commission of 500 yuan for each ticket?"

　　In fact, Yang Mei had already made up her mind. As soon as school was over in the afternoon, she would take the five tickets to the stadium to sell them. Then, at most, she would spend a high price to buy five standing tickets from scalpers to please her classmates.

　　Then use the money you earn as capital and take advantage of the opportunity of Zhang Xiaoyu's concert in the next few days to make some money.

　　By that time she will be a wealthy woman!

　　"500 per ticket, isn't that a little too little?" Yang Guang looked at Yang Mei's face full of anticipation. Even though he didn't know the ins and outs of tickets, he now understood the value of the inside viewing ticket.

　　Yang Mei is obsessed with money. The fact that she is willing to spend 500 yuan as a commission on a ticket means that Yang Mei can make at least two or three times the profit.

　　Thinking of this, Yang Guang felt distressed and thought, what a huge loss!

　　He just gave Yangmei five tickets for the inside viewing, so in total he lost nearly 2,200 yuan!

Chapter 15 Yang Guang's Little Plan

　　"It's not impossible, but can you give me the difference first?" Yang Guang didn't agree immediately. He decided it would be better to do business alone. Although Yang Mei was his biological sister, who told him that he was extremely short of money?

　　"Ah! Money..."

　　Upon hearing the price difference, Yang Mei immediately became mentally retarded, opening her big black eyes as if she didn't understand what Yang Guang meant. Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she quickly took out two hundred yuan from her small purse and handed it to Yang Guang, saying, "If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten. I gave you 100 yuan as the balance last night. Here's the remaining 200 yuan!"

　　But Yang Guang did not reach out to take it.

　　What a joke! He helped Yang Mei make a lot of money this time. Although I don't know the exact amount, it is impossible to get rid of him with just three hundred yuan.

　　Yangmei's face turned red. She actually knew that this was not a decent thing to do.

　　It seems...it seems that 300 yuan is a little less.

　　So Yangmei reluctantly took out another 200 yuan.

　　Only those who don’t run a household know how expensive oil and rice are. In the past, she couldn’t even earn 200 yuan a month. Although she will definitely make a small fortune this time, it’s better to be frugal, right?

　　Moreover, based on her understanding of Yang Guang, he would definitely go to the Internet cafe to play PUBG after taking the money. Instead of letting her brother waste it like this, she thought it would be better to keep it as capital and make more money.

　　Yang Guang was not polite. A little bit of money is still meat. In fact, he knew that Yang Mei was already very hurtful to pay an extra 200 yuan. If he wanted to make her bleed again, it would be harder than killing her!

　　Then, Yang Guang smiled and left!

　　Go away!

　　Walk!

　　…

　　Yang Mei was stunned. Didn't we agree to buy her a ticket? What was going on?

　　"Yang Guang, didn't you buy the ticket for me?" Yang Mei was a little anxious, and hurriedly shouted towards Yang Guang's back...

　　After finishing Yang Mei's matter, Yang Guang finally relaxed. He deposited the 400 yuan in his hand into his wealth value, and then went to the high school department.

　　The afternoon classes are still mainly reviewing, and I also review along. Although the liberal arts are not as good as the military subjects, the liberal arts scores still account for a certain proportion of the military subjects.

　　Therefore, Yang Guang did not slack off from studying the character attribute panel during the break. Instead, Zhao Lingling, Fu Wenbin and other classmates who had a good relationship with Yang Guang expressed their concern for Yang Guang because of what happened in the morning.

　　"Did Yang Guang know that Zhang Xiaoyu is coming to hold a concert here?" Zhao Lingling suddenly looked at Yang Guang and said, "I heard that Zhang Xiaoyu's concert will be held for three consecutive days. Do you want to go?"

　　The two of them were desk mates and had a pretty good relationship, so Zhao Lingling didn't feel that she needed to avoid Yang Guang. On the contrary, she kind of liked being with Yang Guang.

　　In her opinion, although Yang Guang's family was not wealthy, Yang Guang was not as pretentious as other boys. Most of the time, she liked to share her joy with Yang Guang.

　　But to be honest, Yang Guang is not really interested in celebrities.

　　He had met many stars during the Red Flag era, both domestic and foreign, and even those from Japan who filmed hand-to-hand combat.

　　But what if you meet a celebrity? Will they sleep with you for a night just because you are a celebrity?

　　Doesn't exist!

　　So although Yang Guang didn't dislike celebrities, he definitely didn't like them. Moreover, he saw Zhang Xiaoyu playing the game of "Eagle Catches Chicken" with a man on the second floor of the gym last night... In this case, apart from feeling disgusted, there was really no special feeling.

　　When they thought of Zhang Xiaoyu, Yang Guang and the others became excited.

　　Although he felt that Zhang Xiaoyu was a bit of a doozy in her private life... but to him, she was definitely a coin-spitting machine that could spit out RMB. Didn't he see that she could make tens of thousands of dollars just by selling a few tickets?

　　"No, I have to go home to review tonight!" Yang Guang curled his lips and said with a smile: "Poor people like us can't afford such high-end consumption. A standing ticket costs several hundred yuan, which is enough for my living expenses for a month! I think you should just forget it and go home to watch the live broadcast. There's no need to make such a fuss!"

　　Although he said this, Yang Guang was determined to call Zhang Xiaoyu's agent as soon as he got out of school. When they transferred the money via Fetion in the morning, they had added each other's phone numbers. He just didn't know whether Zhang Xiaoyu would refuse.

　　If you refuse, it's all money!

　　"If Yang Guang doesn't go, I can go!" Fu Wenbin didn't consider himself an outsider at all. He had been eyeing Zhao Lingling for a long time.

　　Zhao Lingling is not just a top student. The key is that her family is rich and she doesn't have the bad temper that most rich girls have.

　　Having a girlfriend like Zhao Lingling would be a very face-saving thing for anyone.

　　"Go away!" Zhao Lingling glared at Fu Wenbin in anger and scolded him, "You are everywhere. You didn't say anything practical when Yang Guang was sick this morning. You kept calling me buddy. I'm ashamed of you!"

　　"Didn't I go and call Li Jinbao?" Fu Wenbin looked aggrieved, but he looked at Yang Guang, stared at him for a long time and asked: "Yang Guang, what happened to you this morning? Why did you suddenly turn pale?"

　　Because Yang Guang went out with his class teacher Li Jinbao at that time, Fu Wenbin thought they naturally went to the school clinic, and when Yang Guang came back, he didn't mention his illness, so he completely ignored it.

　　Now that Zhao Lingling asked about it, Fu Wenbin undoubtedly became concerned.

　　"It's okay, I just overtrained!" Yang Guang waved his hands at the two of them as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "But I made a lot of money today, I tell you, I even got a thermos cup of blood-nourishing soup from Lao Li today! Tsk tsk tsk, does that count as picking up a few dollars for nothing?"

　　"You're just bragging. You've been practicing too much. I think you've been sleeping too much!" Fu Wenbin rolled his eyes. He didn't believe that Yang Guang was practicing in the morning.

　　If he could practice martial arts while lying on the table, he would have become a master long ago. Why would he need to worry about whether to apply for the military or liberal arts exam?

　　After a while of noise, the bell for the last class rang. Zhao Lingling returned to her seat and tugged at Yang Guang's sleeve. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she asked Yang Guang in a low voice, "Were you really practicing this morning?"

　　In fact, Zhao Lingling had some doubts in the morning.

　　She is a top student in liberal arts, and is also one of the top students in her grade in martial arts.

　　After all, his family is rich, and he has no shortage of blood-replenishing and qi-nourishing medicinal materials such as Qixue Soup, ginseng, and deer antlers. Compared with poor people like Yang Guang and Fu Wenbin, he is naturally ahead at the starting line.

　　Based on what Yang Guang showed in the morning, Zhao Lingling could tell at a glance that Yang Guang was in a state of exhaustion, but Yang Guang had never been interested in learning martial arts before, so she didn't think about it in that regard.

　　But Yang Guang actually admitted it himself just now, Zhao Lingling was undoubtedly a little surprised!

Chapter 16 Threats

　　"What do you guess?" Yang Guang smiled, then took the lead and walked into the classroom.

　　The last class was still a review, but Li Jinbao came to the class at the end. This time he mainly raised issues related to students' exam applications.

　　Although Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School is not a famous middle school, it is at least a key school in the city, and in recent years it has produced one or two talented students in the military science field, so the school leaders still attach great importance to each graduating class.

　　Therefore, Li Jinbao had to repeatedly explain to students the importance of applying for the exam.

　　Of course, if one or two students in the class could be admitted to Wuhan University, then he would naturally gain both fame and honor.

　　There are a total of 12 classes in the senior year of Hongcheng No. 1 Middle School. Yang Guang's class is Class 4. Compared with other classes, Class 4 can only be ranked in the middle in terms of both liberal arts and military subjects.

　　And the result of this is... Li Jinbao himself is in despair!

　　If Zhao Lingling wasn't the only child in the class, he probably wouldn't even have the heart to cry.

　　"Dear students, there are still 71 days before the college entrance examination, which means that we will soon face the choice of applying for liberal arts and military science." Li Jinbao thought for a while. He is a military science teacher and is usually very casual about speaking. However, he was obviously hit by something today. He considered his words for a long time before saying, "According to the test some time ago, there are 5 liberal arts students in our class who have passed the key line, and another 16 have passed the first and second tier respectively. As for the third tier and junior college, there are 28 people.

　　To be honest, this score is neither good nor bad, but I don't know if you have ever thought about it. Students who can go to junior colleges are only ten points away from three-year colleges, and students who are three-year colleges are also only ten points away from two-year colleges, and even two-year colleges and one-year colleges are the same. We still have more than two months, use this time to review well, work harder, and it will make a big difference to your future.

　　Of course, for an excellent student like Zhao Lingling, the teacher still recommends that she consider the martial arts department. According to the last martial arts test, Zhao Lingling's Qi and blood reached 134K, which was only 6K short of last year's admission line of 140K for female martial arts students. I believe that this 6K Qi and blood should not be difficult for Zhao Lingling.

　　Of course, 140K was just the admission score last year. This year it may become 142 or even 143K, but I believe Zhao Lingling will be able to pass the entrance exam to the University of Science and Technology of China!"

　　The 140K admission line that Li Jinbao mentioned refers to the admission line of Shuzhong Wuke University last year.

　　In fact, there are a total of 108 military universities in the whole of China, which are divided into three echelons. There are four first-class echelons, namely, Shendu Shuimu Military University, Modu Shenghai Military University, and the military's Flame Shield Military University and Hongwen Martial Arts School.

　　Among them, Shuimu Wuhan University and Shenghai Wuhan University are national full-time undergraduate Wuhan universities, and their predecessors are also the two top liberal arts colleges in China.

　　The Flame Shield and Hongwen Martial Arts School belong to the military and private sector respectively.

　　There are a total of thirty-six universities in the second echelon, which are the thirty-six universities that the country focused on supporting in 1999, commonly known as the 199 universities.

　　The third tier was created after 2012, with a total of 68 universities. The foundation of these universities is much worse, so the admission scores are relatively low.

　　Shuzhong Wuda is a third-tier martial arts university located in Chengdu. It stands out from the crowd in Shuzhong, a province where martial arts are not very popular. Therefore, for students in Shuzhong Province, the only way to get into Wuhan University is to take Shuzhong Wuda. As for the martial arts universities in other places, it is useless even if you think about it.

　　Zhao Lingling didn't feel embarrassed at all when Li Jinbao praised her. On the contrary, she was already somewhat numb to such praise. She had grown up surrounded by flowers and applause, and it didn't really make any difference if she received more or less praise.

　　But today she was obviously not paying attention to Li Jinbao's speech. Throughout the whole class, Zhao Lingling looked at Yang Guang thoughtfully, seeming somewhat familiar and yet somewhat strange.

　　"Yang Guang, are you really not going to Zhang Xiaoyu's concert tonight?" After thinking about it, Zhao Lingling asked Yang Guang again.

　　"No, what's so good about a concert? I'm not a rich woman like you!"

　　Yang Guang turned his head and thought to himself, could this girl be attracted to him? He treated her as a buddy, could she want to be his girlfriend?

　　If I think about it carefully, this is really possible!

　　He remembered that in the Red Flag era, there were many TV dramas with such melodramatic plots. Although it was indeed a bit melodramatic, there was a saying that there was drama in the world, and art also came from life. Even if the chance was one percent or one thousandth, maybe he would encounter it.

　　But he was just thinking about this casually. If he took it seriously... he would lose!

　　"What do you mean by small rich woman or big rich woman? That's so ugly!" Zhao Lingling rolled her eyes at Yang Guang and said, "How about I pay for it?"

　　"If you pay me, won't I become a gigolo?" Yang Guang also looked over with his eyes wide open. It was just a glare, he was not afraid!

　　…

　　Ignoring Zhao Lingling, Yang Guang trotted towards the hotel where Zhang Xiaoyu was staying as soon as school was over. Only when he reached the bottom of the hotel did he take out his cell phone and call Zhang Xiaoyu's agent.

　　Of course, what Zhang Yi said on the phone was a bit euphemistic. It was nothing more than that a few friends were fans of Zhang Xiaoyu, and because it was difficult to buy tickets, they wanted to ask Zhang Xiaoyu to see if she could help buy a few tickets, and they specifically noted that they needed the ones in the morning.

　　Zhang Xiaoyu was sitting in the dressing room backstage at the gymnasium. Her luck today was bad from head to toe. Either there was a problem with the lighting effects or the sound was too noisy... In short, nothing went well.

　　However, Zhang Xiaoyu actually knew all of this clearly. She knew that the reason so many problems arose must be that man's doing behind the scenes. Fortunately, such things could not be made public, so even if the other party was very angry, he would not dare to go too far.

　　Regarding this, Zhang Xiaoyu believes that no matter how bad things are, everything will go smoothly as long as the concert starts. After all, the organizer is the protagonist.

　　But the most important thing is that Zhang Xiaoyu has an injury on her foot. Although she applied a plaster in the morning, it still hurts when she walks. But if she didn't have the plaster, she would have difficulty walking.

　　So, although she still felt a little disgusted with the little yellow scalper in the morning, Zhang Xiaoyu was still somewhat grateful, at least because of the plaster she could perform relatively normally.

　　However, just when he closed his eyes to rest, his agent called him and told him that the scalper in the morning actually asked for a few insider tickets!

　　What's this?

　　This was simply a threat, as he was sure that Zhang Xiaoyu would not dare to expose what happened in the morning!

　　In just a moment, Zhang Xiaoyu's gratitude towards Yang Guang disappeared completely, and then she took a deep breath and slowly said, "Give it to him!"

Chapter 17 Recovery of Qi and Blood Lower Limit

　　When Yang Guang arrived at the stadium, the concert was about to begin, but with the help of Zhang Xiaoyu's agent, he still made it to the backstage.

　　Obviously, Zhang Xiaoyu's agent is not very fond of Yang Guang, and even says that she dislikes Yang Guang a little because of Zhang Xiaoyu.

　　After all, a person who can threaten Zhang Xiaoyu at any time, and is just a scalper, is definitely a bastard in her opinion!

　　However, the agent did not show it on his face, and even expressed his gratitude to Yang Guang on behalf of Zhang Xiaoyu. However, the probing in his words made Yang Guang very annoyed.

　　"Sister Agent, can you let me meet Miss Zhang Xiaoyu? Look, she has helped me so much and I haven't had the chance to thank her yet, haha!"

　　Yang Guang naturally has his own plans.

　　The agent's formulaic smile, stiff expression, and bored look all showed that the woman was unhappy with him, but he only had to think about it for a moment before he figured out the whole story.

　　As a celebrity, Zhang Xiaoyu certainly doesn't want her private life to be exposed, and what happened last night was so shocking. Although Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't be sure whether she knew about it or not, just based on the clue that she came down from upstairs, someone with a keen eye would be able to guess a lot of things.

　　Because of this, it is understandable that Zhang Xiaoyu and her agent are afraid of him and a little bit disgusted with him.

　　But since he was misunderstood, Yang Guang was too lazy to explain. Didn't he see that even though he was angry, he still gave him the ticket? So this person, you can not care about anything, but you can pretend to be stupid for money!

　　"Well..." The agent was a little embarrassed for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he said, "The concert will start in half an hour. Xiaoyu is probably rehearsing now, so she probably doesn't have time right now. Why don't you wait, she should be free after the concert!"

　　To be precise, she was not sure whether to let the two meet. In her analysis, Yang Guang, this little yellow cow, was a little greedy and was a potential threat.

　　However, she would also agree if she could spend some money to solve the problem once and for all.

　　After all, as a big star, a little money doesn't matter to Zhang Xiaoyu at all. The key thing is that she is a little worried that Yang Guang will keep taking advantage of her and his appetite will keep growing.

　　Yang Guang thought about it. It was normal to have an emergency rehearsal of dance before a concert. He nodded without thinking too much and sat in an inconspicuous position backstage as arranged by his agent, waiting for the concert to begin.

　　It’s no wonder that it was Yang Guang’s first time to listen to a live concert. Looking at the crowds of people outside the stage, he truly experienced what popularity means.

　　Hongcheng Gymnasium is a municipal gymnasium with a capacity of 30,000 people. Now, not only is the seats full, but there is not even a place to stand.

　　The sound of people constantly calling "Zhang Xiaoyu" was like a tsunami, one wave after another. This shows that Zhang Xiaoyu's popularity is definitely not exaggerated.

　　However, Yang Guang felt a little amused. These crazy fans reminded him of a true story that happened during the Red Flag era.

　　A young college student's father lived frugally to support his studies, but he became obsessed with an internet celebrity. Of course, there is nothing wrong with being obsessed with an internet celebrity, at least it can make his lonely heart feel a little warm.

　　But this guy's behavior is very shameful. He actually used his father's hard-earned money to continuously reward the internet celebrity, and even secretly went home to take out his father's coffin money to treat the internet celebrity to shark fin, under the pretext of gargling his mouth.

　　Little did he know that his father at home was so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat meat!

　　Yang Guang didn't know if there were any such brainless star-chasing fans at the scene, but it was particularly ironic when he thought about Zhang Xiaoyu playing chicken games with others on the second floor of the gymnasium last night and now pretending to be youthful and arrogant.

　　Of course, this does not mean that all stars are of the same character, but Yang Guang is really disgusted with these so-called idols. He once believed that it was the prosperity of this ostentatious non-material culture that greatly weakened the Chinese people's patriotic beliefs and national self-esteem.

　　It's just that he is just an individual, not a so-called celebrity, and his words are not taken seriously. If you say something, you will be called a keyboard warrior. Why bother?

　　Anyway, even if people sell their children to chase stars, it has nothing to do with him!

　　Yang Guang was thinking that Taizu had never expected that in just less than a hundred years, the Chinese people would have forgotten how to write the word hatred.

　　Just as I was lost in thought, the concert had already begun.

　　As Zhang Xiaoyu's ethereal voice sounded, the audience gradually became quiet. The song was melodious and dreamy, and the beginning part alone made people's hearts feel as if they were cleansed and refreshed.

　　Yang Guang couldn't help but be a little surprised. He really didn't expect that Zhang Xiaoyu, besides being good-looking, could also sing so beautifully.

　　However, he did not listen to it. He wanted to take advantage of the concert time to refine the character panel.

　　After all, all external factors are nothing to him. Only by passing the military examination can he truly change his life. So when Yang Guang thought about it, the character attributes appeared before his eyes again.

　　Yang Guang: Male

　　Occupation: Civilian

　　Wealth: 17405

　　Qi and blood: 9/68

　　Muscle training: 10.8%

　　Spirit: 58

　　His wealth value was normal. Originally, his wealth value was 17005. Later, he received the balance and compensation from Yang Mei, totaling 400 yuan, which added up to exactly 17405.

　　However, his Qi and blood had undergone tremendous changes. If Yang Guang remembered correctly, his Qi and blood level was 2K in the morning, but now it has become 9K!

　　"Will the Qi and blood recover automatically?"

　　Seeing this, Yang Guang couldn't help but start thinking. He had completed the blood and qi addition at around eleven in the morning. That was when his upper limit of blood and qi increased by 6 points, but he also paid the price of a full 60 points of lower limit of blood and qi.

　　After calculating the time, it is about 7-8 hours from the start of the concert to 11 o'clock. So one hour is exactly equivalent to an increase of 1K in the lower limit of Qi and Health.

　　Yang Guang thought about it carefully and found that this explanation was very reasonable.

　　People need to eat and drink water every day, and even take some tonic medicine for martial arts practice. The body absorbs nutrients through digestion and enhances its own quality in all aspects.

　　However, Yang Guang was still somewhat dissatisfied with the lower limit increase of 1K in one hour.

　　The upper limit of his Qi and Health is 10% each time he adds a point, which requires a full 60K of the lower limit of Qi and Health. However, there are only 24 hours in a day, and he can only restore a maximum of 24K of the lower limit of Qi and Health. If he wants to add some Qi and Health again as soon as possible, it means that he will have to wait about 3 days to meet the requirement!