The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 24 Half a Year
"Inhale~~Exhale~~"

Mu Sheng got up early in the morning, stood in the corridor outside the door, leaned on the railing, faced outside, and took a deep breath.

A fresh breath is inhaled through the mouth and nose, and circulates throughout the body through the lungs.

Then exhale slowly, taking away the clutter in the body, and the whole body feels relaxed.

During the time he traveled to the world of Hong Kong variety shows, Mu Sheng had been holding back a lot of energy. He filled his daily schedule, either collecting skills and knowledge or busy changing the plot.

I was very nervous and always felt a sense of urgency, anxious to do something. Now I think it was probably because I was under too much pressure.

This time, there was no memory pack to help me integrate into the world, and the difficulty of accumulating energy for the journey increased a lot. I didn't even know where to go to accumulate energy.

This uncertainty and unknown made Mu Sheng start to feel anxious unconsciously.

I didn’t notice anything when I was busy, but now that I’ve suddenly relaxed, I realize that something is wrong with my state.

In fact, there is no need to be too anxious, nor is there any need to rush to form any force or obtain any information.

Even if we take a step back, with Mu Sheng's current strength, as long as he is willing to take an unconventional approach, he can definitely easily accumulate enough energy to travel through time.

After all, the entire situation in Hong Kong has changed, and it is difficult for any plot to be unaffected.

Of course, this is the last resort measure, and it is better not to use it if possible.

After releasing his anxiety, Mu Sheng felt relaxed all over.

A few minutes later, a beautiful figure appeared in front of me, with short shoulder-length hair and wearing a white dress.

"Wanfang, are you feeling better?"

"Brother Sheng," Zhu Wanfang leaned happily against Mu Sheng.

"I'm completely fine. There's nothing wrong with me." He smiled and jumped twice on the spot.

Of course Mu Sheng knew that she was fine. This kind of abrasion would heal on its own in a day at most even if left alone.

Not to mention that Mu Sheng had deliberately consumed his defensive energy last night and used acupuncture skills to heal her abrasions.

This is a new technique he developed. The refined acupuncture skills can treat most injuries, and consuming the nutritional and defensive Qi can speed up recovery.

"I'm glad you're okay. Let's go downstairs together."

"Um"

Zhu Wanfang obediently followed Mu Sheng downstairs. After reaching the first floor, the two separated and went away.

In the following days, Mu Sheng went around looking for houses during the day and tutored Zhu Wanfang with her homework at night.

Having taken the college entrance examination twice, Mu Sheng had already memorized the relevant knowledge and was more than capable of tutoring her in her studies. Zhu Wanfang could gain a lot every day.

At the same time, the disappearance of Xiaosha and his gang members was also discovered. That day, Mu Sheng packed up and took away all the backbone members of Xiaosha's gang. The remaining brothers could not defend their territory at all, and it was soon divided up by several surrounding societies.

As for what happened to Xiaosha and the others, no one cared.

On the other hand, at school, Zhu Wanfang’s best friend Xiaozhen has been in a state of panic since she found out that her boyfriend George was missing.

Two days later, Tsim Sha Tsui.

Mu Sheng brought Zhu Wanfang, who insisted on helping him move, to the house he had just rented.

The house is not big, only about 50 square meters, with two bedrooms, a living room, an open kitchen and a bathroom.

I looked around the house and it was very clean and fully furnished.

Mu Sheng had already hired someone to clean the house before moving, so now all he had to do was change the bed sheets and bedding.

In the bedroom, Mu Sheng had just made the bed when a soft body hugged him from behind. Mu Sheng turned around and saw Zhu Wanfang staring at him, and instantly understood her intention.

Daytime? It seems like it hasn’t happened yet.

"Brother Sheng, shall we celebrate?"

Is this a proper celebration? I don’t want it if it’s a proper celebration.

"Celebrate? How?"

"so."

Zhu Wanfang gave Mu Sheng a gentle push, causing him to lose his balance and fall onto the bed.

Then she sat astride his thighs, and Mu Sheng could clearly feel her elastic buttocks and thigh muscles.

hiss!
Mu Sheng swallowed and the temperature in the room began to rise.

for a long time
After the celebration, Zhu Wanfang was exhausted. It was indeed a very strenuous job.

Fortunately, young people’s bodies recover quickly, and she recovered after a while.

"Puchi~", Zhu Wanfang suddenly laughed out loud, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"Huh?" Mu Sheng looked at her puzzledly.

"At that time, I thought Brother Sheng was going to run away, but it turned out that you were just moving," Zhu Wanfang explained.

"Oh~, so that day you were planning to give me nothing in return but your body?" Mu Sheng pretended to have suddenly realized something. "Now that you know you misunderstood, do you regret it?"

"I regret it, so when I get tired of you, I'll dump you," Zhu Wanfang said with a smirk.

"Okay, then I have to please you more and not let you get rid of me easily." He turned over and hugged
Laughter and joy broke out in the room, and the celebration began again.

Six months later, Temple Street, tea restaurant
"Brother Sheng, Uncle Sheng, Grandpa Sheng." A greasy voice called out, which made Mu Sheng feel very uncomfortable.

"Stop, stop, stop, Editor Xu, if you keep yelling I'll be buried in the ground." Mu Sheng looked at the middle-aged man with glasses in front of him, feeling a little worried.

"It's okay if you don't shout, just give me the manuscript." Xu Feng went straight to the point.

"If you can give it to me, I will give it to you. We have been working together for several months. Am I the kind of person who deliberately delays the submission of manuscripts?" Mu Sheng said helplessly, "I am stuck."

I would not have submitted my manuscript earlier. A few months ago, Mu Sheng got excited and thought it would be nice to have a formal job. He didn't want to work from nine to five, so he thought of submitting his manuscript to write a book.

With so many years of experience, and knowing many routines and settings that have not been seen in this era, anything he writes will become a hit.

Just as Mu Sheng expected, although his writing style was ordinary, he attracted a group of loyal readers with his novel scenes and power system.

And then, then it was stuck.

"Stuck? You've been stuck for a month. Every time I came to ask for your manuscript, seven out of ten times I had to wait until 1 pm to see you." Xu Feng looked at Mu Sheng suspiciously: "Tell me the truth, have other magazines tried to poach you?"

"You don't believe me, Brother Sheng, am I this kind of person in your eyes?" Mu Sheng felt that his character was insulted.

Xu Feng expressed his opinion with his eyes, you are.

"Okay, okay, next week, next weekend, okay? I promise to give you the manuscript." Mu Sheng was really annoyed by him and had been following him around every day these days.

"We have a deal. If I don't see the manuscript next weekend, I will just live at your house." Xu Feng said sternly. Don't blame him for resorting to unscrupulous means if you don't get the manuscript this time.

"You are really cruel," Mu Sheng gave him a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)