He is truly the Tai Sui God on earth

Chapter 6 Mud-wading Steps
In the next few days, the beggars were busy hunting, carrying sticks and going out early and returning late, looking heroic and confident.

The old beggar and Du Wuyi did not participate in this matter. The old beggar was too old to participate, and Du Wuyi simply could not move and could only stand where he was.

Except for taking a bite of steamed bun when necessary to adjust the attribute value reduction, he even maintained this standing posture when sleeping.

It would be more accurate to say that it was half asleep rather than sleeping. Originally, Du Wuyi's life span was too short, so he worked overtime day and night and used breathing to replenish himself.

But when Du Wuyi was completely immersed in the rhythm of his breathing, he unexpectedly discovered that as long as he maintained a steady breathing state, he would not feel tired even if he did not need to sleep.

"This……"

Du Wuyi didn't quite understand what was going on. After all, in his opinion, people have to sleep no matter what.

But in the current situation, being able to nourish oneself through breathing day and night is undoubtedly a good thing.

And the results are remarkable.

"call……"

In the deserted temple, Du Wuyi exhaled a breath of foul air and began to move slowly again.

The weight of his entire body sank, which meant that Du Wuyi's weight was almost nailed to the ground, like a wooden stake driven deep into the earth. It was almost impossible to move the stake without destroying its stability.

Fortunately, people are not wooden stakes.

Compared to a wooden stake that has only one leg, a human has two legs.

Keep one leg rooted in the ground, acting as a stake, while the other leg can be pulled up from the earth.

It's like a person who is stuck in mud and trying to get out. He pulls one leg out of the mud, steps forward, then pulls out the other leg and steps firmly.

During the entire process, Du Wuyi's breathing rhythm and body posture did not change.

The basic attributes and lifespan in sight not only did not decrease, but even increased slightly!
"It's done!"

After confirming the number in front of him again, Du Wuyi was overjoyed.

After a few days of trying, he finally mastered this method, which allowed him to walk normally without losing his basic attributes and lifespan.

And in this continuous attempt, even if the losses are deducted, after several days of sleepless breathing, his basic attributes and lifespan have been greatly increased.

【Du Wuyi】

【Strength: 0.79】

[Reaction: 0.79]

[Endurance: 0.79]

Lifespan: 36 days

[Mastered the technique: "Mud-Walking Footwork"]

"Wait, can this be considered a technique?"

Du Wu was stunned when he saw the extra line below the numbers in front of him.

But when you think about it, there is nothing wrong with considering this as a successful method. After all, this way of walking has the characteristics of maximally reducing physical consumption while maintaining body stability.

From this perspective, it wouldn't be wrong to call it a practice?

"It seems that all the losses are worth it."

Du Wuyi nodded secretly.

Being able to obtain a technique that is listed in the basic attributes, the losses are indeed worth it. Moreover, even excluding the losses during the trial, his lifespan has increased to over a month.

And his basic attributes are about to break through the 0.8 mark.

Although he has not yet reached the level of an ordinary person in Du Wuyi's eyes, which is the number 1, he is not much different from the other beggars.

Of course, there is one biggest difference between him and those beggars, that is, his basic attributes and lifespan will be lost. If he starts to be complacent at this time and thinks he can do whatever he wants, then these thirty days of lifespan will probably not allow him to live long.

This also made Du Wuyi think of the matter about the Vajra Gate again.

Kung Fu can increase basic attributes. This has been confirmed in the beggar named Liu Sijiu. Although according to several other beggars, the "Red Sand Palm" practiced by Liu Sijiu can only be regarded as a second-rate Kung Fu, this Kung Fu still allows Liu Sijiu's basic attributes to surpass ordinary people.

This also means that as long as he can join the Vajra Sect and practice the so-called superior skills, he can safely survive the imminent death crisis.

"But... I still need to pay a tuition fee." Remembering what the beggars had said before about the rules of the Vajra Sect, Du Wuyi took out a long wooden stick as high as his eyebrows from under the broken altar table beside him.

It is a bit of a joke to want to hunt with just a stick. After all, although those beggars go out with sticks every day, they always return empty-handed.

But at the moment, apart from this stick, he seemed to have nothing else to use for hunting.

Holding a stick in his hand, Du Wuyi tried to weigh it a few times. This stick, which beggars used to drive away wild dogs, was quite sturdy and heavy enough for him who was still a little weak.

So Du Wuyi tried to swing the stick, but he stopped immediately.

"No."

Seeing his basic attributes plummeting again, Du Wuyi quickly adjusted his posture and returned to the position with the least consumption.

The movement of swinging the stick was too big, and the damage to his basic attributes and lifespan was even greater than when he tried to move his feet. What's more, he also felt that with his current strength, even if he really tried to hit the dog, he could probably only make the dog stagger.

It might be okay for self-defense.

But for hunting, it is far from enough.

"We still have to find another way..."

Thinking of this, Du Wuyi changed his body posture.

He no longer raised his arms to swing and chop, but instead held the wooden stick in front of him, and then pushed the stick forward as if walking in mud.

"drink!"

With a shout, Du Wuyi thrust out with the wooden stick in his hand.

With just one stab, Du Wuyi saw that his basic attributes had dropped by 0.01, and even his lifespan had been visibly reduced by one day.

But after seeing the dent on the solid wooden altar caused by the wooden stick, Du Wuyi suddenly felt that it was all worth it.

Being able to pierce a dent in the thick altar table means being able to smash a wild dog's head with one blow.

And Du Wuyi could feel that there was still room for improvement in this attack.

In the new round of attempts, Du Wuyi gradually became familiar with this optimization process. As he referred to the changes in the basic attributes in front of him and gradually optimized his movements, the sky gradually darkened.

The beggars who had gone out also returned to the dilapidated temple.

The old beggar once again brought back half a steamed bun for Du Wuyi, and the beggars holding sticks once again returned empty-handed. Judging from their cursing faces, today's hunting probably didn't go very well.

But this time, the beggars were obviously more anxious than in the previous few days.

"The time is almost here, why can't you do it?"

Beside the fire, a beggar named Liu Sijiu couldn't help cursing.
"Isn't it just finding some prey? Is it really that difficult?"

Faced with Liu Sijiu's scolding, several beggars were dejected. It was obvious that not having hunted anything for several days was a big blow to them.

But Du Wuyi, who was standing by, heard the key point.

"Is the time coming soon... Are you talking about the registration date?"

That night, Du Wuyi still did not choose to sleep. He had become accustomed to using deep, focused breathing to replace sleep itself.

The next morning, after the beggars left, Du Wuyi also picked up a stick.

After leaving the ruined temple, Du Wuyi looked up at the sun in the sky, and those basic attributes with a series of question marks appeared in front of him again.

After Du Wuyi lowered his head, more words and numbers appeared in his sight.

There were the broken bricks and tiles outside the dilapidated temple, the crooked dead tree at the door, the dirt and gravel in the distance, and even the rats running past the temple gate.

"Killing a mouse only adds 0.001 days?"

Without looking at the mouse anymore, Du Wuyi walked out.

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