Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

Chapter 360 The skyrocketing value
Since the last time aloe vera gel appeared, Lin Mo has been using daily necessities for several days in a row, and he has started to get used to it.

Unexpectedly, I gained something unexpected when I woke up this morning. However, this skill seemed a bit like the mysterious old man in the movie "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"—very shrouded in mystery.

You might say this skill is trash, but it's still a conceptual skill, and the prerequisites aren't too difficult. You just need to hold the steamed bun, release it, and then hold it again, and you can complete it in 1,314 repetitions.

It's practically effortless, just takes a little time, and the effect is that any button, tangled thread, or knot can be opened with a single touch, without any hesitation. And it works on any button! Isn't that a truly conceptual level of perfection?

But to say this thing is very powerful, it doesn't seem to be very useful. If you replace the button with a lock, that would be much better.

Of course, a latch is a latch, but what can it do? Make him a locksmith? Nowadays, everyone uses combination locks, so even if there's a latch inside, he can't access it.

This skill only works when he touches it; if he doesn't touch it, then it's a waste.
It's often said that there are no weaklings at the conceptual level, but that's not necessarily true. Nevertheless, Lin Mo is prepared to take it down. As the saying goes, skills will find their own way.

This wasn't the first time he'd encountered such seemingly useless skills. In fact, every skill, once mastered, would always come in handy in some strange and unexpected situations, proving incredibly helpful in crucial moments.

Having more skills is never a bad thing. Who doesn't know a few moves when traveling the world? Not to mention this kind of skill, even if it's Kunquan (a style of Chinese martial arts), if the shopping page dares to offer it, he'll dare to buy it.

As for the other three items, to be honest, the quality of today's goods is really good, especially the Cyclone Charge four-wheel drive car. He had been craving it for a long time when he was a child, and his mother finally agreed to buy him one.

Which kid who's ever bought a four-wheel drive car hasn't fantasized about their car actually flying like in the cartoons? After all, it's a whirlwind, a tornado! If he were back in elementary school, he would have bought it without hesitation. Even now, his hands are itching to do it.

As for sterling silver bracelets, those are completely worthless and not worth anything.

The pistol was quite interesting; it was the same model used by Jackie Chan in "New Police Story." No wonder he could always be one step ahead of someone named Ah Zu.

This also shows that the gun should be the one from the finale, since at the beginning of the film, Uncle Jackie didn't assemble it as quickly as Joe.

However, guns are just a dream for him; he doesn't really need them right now. If he really wants to play, he can invite Miss Yuan to go to the shooting range for a trial. Anyway, it's all live ammunition, so it's quite fun.

Anyway, I definitely bought the skill, at 52 yuan a piece. I have to say, it's not cheap, and it also adds up to a sour number related to love.

Skills are skills, but they haven't disrupted his life rhythm; getting up early for morning exercise is still a must.

After all, the Yang-boosting exercise cannot be stopped, as it concerns one's own Yang energy and kidney energy, and naturally, the more the better. Even though I don't have a girlfriend yet, do you understand what it means to conserve energy and build up strength? With ample ammunition, one will not panic when facing even the strongest enemy; this is called planning for the future.

NPC Professor Mu refreshed as usual. An old man and a child were doing morning exercises on the playground. Over the past few days, Lin Mo's physical strength had improved significantly, and the beginner combat proficiency was indeed somewhat useful.

However, Lin Mo hadn't seen Zhao Yun since that day when they sparred. He thought she might be dissatisfied and would challenge him to a duel every now and then.

"My old man said that after your job fair, most students will go to do internships, so he'll give you time to go to the medical university and listen to his lectures."

He's not planning to take on any new students; he's going to focus his efforts on you. By the way, how's your self-study going lately? Professor Mu asked.

Knowing that Lin Mo was not planning to take the postgraduate entrance exam, nor was he going to attend the job fair, but was still willing to study traditional Chinese medicine with Professor Li, Professor Li had already considered this option.

Firstly, he is indeed getting old, and he lacks the energy to supervise graduate students. After all, he not only has to teach at the university, but also see patients at the hospital, and supervise students, which is really tiring.

Mentoring students isn't just about giving them a title or imparting some knowledge; it's about cleaning up their messes. Just look at Fan Peng and Xiao Fan at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital now.

The three needles that caused him to become paralyzed almost scared Professor Li to death. He was already so old; if he encountered another person like that, he would die young.

Moreover, he would have to go to the hospital frequently to clean up after him. It could be said that imparting knowledge was the easiest thing for Professor Li; the difficult part was the after-sales service.

After all, some of his apprentices graduated two or three decades ago, and they still occasionally call him for help.

By no longer taking on students, Professor Li can dedicate more of his energy to Lin Mo, and he still has high hopes for this disciple.

I don't expect him to pursue a career in medicine. I just hope he can learn his own skills and that the knowledge passed down from our ancestors won't be lost with him.

Besides, if Lin Mo doesn't go into medicine, it means he won't cause him any trouble in the future, and he won't have to clean up his messes. He's practically the ideal closed-door disciple. "It's alright. I've already read two of the three books my teacher gave me, and I can recite them from memory. I'm reading the last one now," Lin Mo nodded.

He hasn't been idle these past two days. At least he has finished reading the entire "Treatise on Cold Damage" and then reviewed it twice more. Although he can't recite it fluently now, he has indeed memorized all the contents.

Now, only the last of the three books, "Essential Prescriptions of the Golden Chamber," remains. Once he finishes reading this one, Professor Li should teach him the others.

Actually, he didn't have high hopes of learning anything from Professor Li. He just wanted to have the identity of a famous student of traditional Chinese medicine, so that he could at least have some cover when browsing shopping pages and seeing medical-related content.

"Good progress. Anyway, I've already told you. After the job fair, come to my house sometime, and he'll tell you then," the old lady said with a smile.

Lin Mo nodded in agreement. Today is the 30th, October has a 31st, and the day after tomorrow is the beginning of next month, which is also the time for the job fair.

By then, many of their senior students will have left the school. When they come back next time, it will probably be for their thesis defense or to receive their graduation certificate. It's true that some people are one less time to meet.

After finishing his morning exercise, Lin Mo went to the cafeteria for breakfast. He always ate breakfast there unless it was a holiday, as it was hygienic and inexpensive. After eating, he also bought a few steamed buns to take back with him.

Back at his lodgings, Lin Mo immediately began working on completing the preliminary tasks. He grabbed a white steamed bun, squeezing and releasing it repeatedly. After a few rounds, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel that his actions were a bit lewd.

If it weren't for the description in the skill's [technique] section, he would have thought he was practicing some kind of strange Shaolin martial art.

Lin Mo was reading "Essential Prescriptions of the Golden Chamber" while holding a large white steamed bun. He grabbed it and put it down. The bun was big, white, and soft, with a nice feel to it, and it was quite stress-relieving.

Over time, the elasticity of the steamed buns gradually decreased. In the end, not only were there some dark marks on the surface from his gripping, but he also squeezed them into a mushy dough, making it impossible to tell that it was a steamed bun at all.

Fortunately, he bought a few extra when he came back in the morning, so he wasn't worried about not having enough.

Time flies, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. There were already four more dough balls on the plate on the coffee table. Of course, the progress was quite gratifying. With each grab and release, he had completed more than eight hundred times.

'bang bang bang'

Just then, there was a knock on the living room door. Lin Mo got up and opened the door, and found Chuanmei, Miss Yuan, and Director Wang all there.

"Why did you all come over? Are you done with work at the shop?" Lin Mo asked.

The three of them rushed in without any formalities, all sprawling on the sofa. Chuanmei nodded: "Of course, everything is done. I've even hung up the signboard. There's one more thing you might not know yet. My cousin, Officer Zhao Yun, closed her case at the police station and even posted a video tagging my account, mentioning that it was Li Shiya's account, specifically the one with the help of [Shou Ge]. It immediately went viral."

"I've suddenly become a trending topic for no reason at all! I was just sitting at home, and this attention just fell into my lap. It's free traffic! Double happiness! Double happiness! I'm treating everyone later, and you should invite your partner too!"

Miss Yuan: "I've already said they didn't do anything, why don't you believe me?"

And you, don't get too excited yet. You're trending again, so the incident about drawing US dollars has resurfaced. In short, you're famous. There's good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?

Lin Mo: ? ? ?
"Isn't it good that it's become famous? How could there be bad news?"

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan sneered: "The good news is, you're now worth 1.8 million US dollars?"

Lin Mo: "Huh?"

What? 1.8 million US dollars? Am I that valuable? Where's the money? I haven't seen a single penny. The 200 million that Liu Ruyan promised hasn't even arrived yet. Where did he get 1.8 million, especially in US dollars?

But the next second, Miss Yuan told him the answer.

"Bad news, a bounty has been placed on his head overseas."

Lin Mo: "Huh???"

(End of this chapter)