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Chapter 131: Chapter 119: The Anomaly of the Spirit Attribute
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——
The showerhead sprayed water, the stream roaring as if a waterfall cascaded endlessly.
A hand suddenly turned off the buzzing faucet.
Then, they picked up a white bath towel to dry off their body and rub their hair.
"Phew——"
Fang Cheng let out a long, relieved breath, his ears receiving a moment of peace.
Looking down, he caught sight of a clump of black, fuzzy stuff on the drain.
Stuck to the grate and almost completely clogging the flow of water washing onto the tiles.
"Losing quite a bit of hair again..."
Fang Cheng’s eyes flickered slightly, not too surprised.
Because that was one of the costs of using Potential Activation.
As the basic attributes of his body improved gradually, so did his overall strength and the upper limit of his physical stamina.
When he first started training, he was a weakling who had to exert all his strength just to do 30 push-ups.
Now, he had completely left the realm of ordinary humans and stepped into the category of "monsters."
One could imagine what level of Life Energy was consumed for using Potential Activation to recover stamina.
Fang Cheng had already decided to use this Skill as little as possible.
Now, he was even more cautious and placed greater importance on it.
Unless he faced a truly formidable foe that he couldn’t resist, he would keep his ace in the hole forever hidden, never to be used lightly!
After drying off, Fang Cheng quickly and efficiently changed clothes, his mind planning his next leveling-up schedule.
For the next period of morning exercises, it was best to prioritize the Pile Skill, Breathing Technique, and Tai Chi Boxing.
He aimed to unlock Breathing Technique quickly and improve the skill levels of Pile Skill and Tai Chi Boxing.
Because this concerned not only improving combat capability but also his own health issues.
Moreover, meditation practice also needed...
While he was planning, a loud conversation outside suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
"Oh my, Sister-in-law Li, you haven’t seen those rabid people. Their eyes roll back, they spout nonsense, and even spit out black blood. It’s terrifying!"
"I think they’ve encountered some evil spirits; we’d better buy some paper money to burn later and drive the spirits away."
"It’s impossible for so many people to encounter evil spirits; haven’t the news reports mentioned the recent outbreaks of rabies, mad cow disease?"
"Hehe, you listen to the news, but it’s not as reliable as my inside information..."
Fang Cheng’s eyebrows knitted slightly in helplessness.
Those voices actually came from the bathhouse entrance twenty meters away.
But even through the closed curtains of the shower and the lobby, they still reached him, as clear as if they were whispering in his ear.
Since his Spirit Attribute had risen to 40 points, Fang Cheng’s perception through all five senses had become exceptionally sensitive.
Especially his hearing, it was like a person with hearing deficiencies suddenly wearing a hearing aid, able to pick up much more information than before.
Listening to their quarrel over the recent appearance of madmen nearby, they sounded like a flock of ducks quacking and arguing noisily.
Add to that the surrounding sounds of dripping water, fan humming, car horns, and shopkeeper’s calls...
The level of discomfort was, needless to say, extreme.
Fang Cheng suddenly understood how mental illnesses might develop.
Perhaps, this is how one is driven mad by overstimulation?
He shook his head, inserted a pair of sponge earplugs he had prepared in advance into his ears, and tried to block out the noise as much as possible.
Once he stepped out of the bathhouse, he walked on the street.
While Fang Cheng was preparing to buy breakfast, he suddenly saw two familiar figures, one tall and one short.
Wen Huixi was holding Wen Xin’s hand, coming out of the tubular building and walking down the street.
Wen Xin was wearing a brand-new red down jacket, her cheeks red and rosy, closely following her mother.
It seemed that out of fear that her daughter might have another accident, Wen Huixi would always bring Wen Xin with her to work to keep her safe.
Consequently, Wen Xin also helped with miscellaneous chores in Master Lin’s trauma clinic, sharing the burden of her mother’s hard work.
Fang Cheng smiled, watching the mother-daughter pair until their figures disappeared.
Back at home.
After quickly finishing my meal, I watched some TV, looking like I had nothing urgent to do.
The preliminary round of the postgraduate entrance exam had ended, the results were not out yet, and the earliest I could expect the retest would be in March.
As for learning a foreign language, unlocking new Language Skills...
The day before yesterday, after meeting and saying goodbye to Lin Chuqiao at the bookstore in the afternoon.
Fang Cheng stayed in the store and continued browsing, picking out two foreign language books from less common countries from the shelves.
During the attempt to learn, I could roughly understand the content just by glancing at a few lines.
However, there were never any successful notifications for unlocking a Skill on the panel.
Obviously.
Once a certain Talent is awakened, the same type of Skill can no longer appear on the panel for upgrade through sheer experiential grinding.
In other words, Talent is actually the essence and ultimate outcome of practicing a Skill.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng lifted his head.
He glanced at the time displayed on the wall clock, it was almost 9 o’clock.
Today, he was not planning on going to work at the club but was intending to take a trip to Tianxin Village.
Not only had he received an invitation from Ma Donghe to visit, which was hard to decline.
But also to consult with Ma Jianguo, the martial arts master, on some questions about practicing Cultivation Techniques.
"Doo—doo—"
Suddenly, a burst of car horn sounds came from outside the window.
Fang Cheng walked over to the balcony and looked down on the street.
He saw an old domestic sedan painted gray parked downstairs.
Ma Donghe was standing by the car door, looking up toward his house, waving to signal him.
Fang Cheng then grabbed his shoulder bag, quickly left the house, and locked the door.
Then he hurried downstairs.
"Ah Cheng, what’s with this outfit, I almost didn’t recognize you just now."
Ma Donghe came to pick up Fang Cheng and, seeing him in gold-rimmed glasses, couldn’t help but click his tongue continuously:
"You look even more scholarly than my high school Chinese teacher, and could totally charm a bunch of young ladies!"
Fang Cheng chuckled:
"Isn’t this good? Even you failed to recognize me, so wouldn’t the Red Tiger Gang members be even more at a loss?"
Ma Donghe also cursed with a smile:
"If those brats dare to cause trouble again, I’ll just go and blow up their Main Hall."
With many people around outside, it wasn’t the place to discuss this matter in detail.
The two quickly got into the car.
With Blondie behind the wheel, the car was started.
Ma Donghe sat in the backseat with Fang Cheng.
After the car left Old Factory Street.
He bent down and unzipped a black canvas bag placed on the mat.
Then, he took out several bundles of neatly stacked cash one by one, tossing them onto the seat between them.
Each bundle contained about a hundred notes, all hundred RMB bills, looking very hefty.
Ma Donghe fumbled with them for a bit, seeming troubled, then simply grabbed the canvas bag and dumped all the money out.
Whish—
In a moment, like rainfall, bundles of bright red notes tumbled down, bouncing and rolling on the seats and foot mats.
The visual impact became even more exaggerated.
Fang Cheng couldn’t help but widen his eyes.
Despite knowing the origin of the money, he was still astonished:
"There’s so much?"
Ma Donghe smiled mysteriously:
"Heh heh, these may look like a lot, but they’re not even a third of the total..."
