Chapter 44: A Sudden Increase in Strength!

"Hey buddy, I came over to help you move, where are you?!"

Qi Hao opened the video, looking utterly devastated.

"You insisted on coming, and I've been busy."

In the video, Fang Qingyu is driving.

Qi Hao could only slump on the sofa and urge helplessly, "Alright, alright, I've almost moved everything for you. Hurry up and come back."

"I'll take two more orders and then head back."

Fang Qingyu hung up the video call immediately after speaking.

Qi Hao was left staring blankly at his phone.

My buddy.
Poor crazy?
You can make money anytime, why do you have to drive for Didi?

eight pm.

When Fang Qingyu opened the door, Qi Hao was already asleep on the sofa.

However, soon after opening the packaging boxes of crayfish, beef tendons, etc.

Qi Hao woke up automatically.

"Wait, what did you do after leaving the martial arts gym??"

He rubbed his face, somewhat puzzled.

"In the afternoon I went to work as a construction worker carrying loads, and then I drove for Didi for a few hours."

Fang Qingyu answered truthfully.

"Do you have something wrong with you?"

Seeing that Qingzi answered so readily, Qi Hao suddenly asked with a hesitant look.

"?"

"You don't know anything. This is called immersing yourself in the everyday life, don't you understand?"

Fang Qingyu picked up his chopsticks and threw them at it.

"Think about it, as our power grows stronger, will we lose our reverence for the lives of ordinary people?"

"And when you lose your reverence for life, do you think you can still integrate into normal human society?"

"Uh"

Qi Hao was taken aback and couldn't answer for a moment.

For him now.

An ordinary person could die almost instantly from touching it.

It seems that the feeling of reverence for life is gradually decreasing.

Seeing that he had been intimidated, Fang Qingyu picked up a crayfish and started peeling it.

"See, wasn't I right?"

That makes some sense.

Qi Hao nodded; he didn't want to become the kind of martial artist who treated human life like dirt.

"So what brings you here today?"

"Let's see how your suicide truck is doing. I was in intensive training a while ago, and only after it ended did I find out that you actually ran into a ghost." Qi Hao rolled his eyes and started peeling crayfish as well.

"It's nothing, you've recovered now. What's the second thing?"

Fang Qingyu knew about this; Zheng Jiao had spoken on his behalf.

"Hehe, I can't hide it from you after all."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Qi Hao suddenly stood up and drew all the curtains in the living room.

Then he pulled out a 30-kilogram steel barbell plate from under the sofa.

The metal edge reflected a cold light under the lamp, and he slammed it onto the center of the coffee table with a "thud," making the plastic box jump.

Qi Hao slowly clenched his right hand into a fist.

Under his forearm, veins bulged like snakes, and the air seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, forming spiraling transparent ripples around his fist.

"Qingzi, watch carefully!"

Qi Hao's fist, enveloped in distorted air currents, slammed down the moment it landed.

The steel sheet suddenly emitted a buzzing sound like the flapping of bee wings.

"Click——"

A sickening metallic squeaking sound rang out.

The steel disc, several centimeters thick, first showed clear four-finger knuckle marks, and then the entire piece of metal, like ice being struck by a heavy hammer, had spiderweb-like cracks spreading wildly from the center.

Then the entire barbell plate suddenly disintegrated.

"did you see?"

Qi Hao shook his slightly reddened wrist.

"This is the coiling energy."

"Different visualization techniques can transform the force within our bodies into other different forces, amplifying our strength and destructiveness."

Fang Qingyu nodded thoughtfully.

He saw it very clearly just now.

Qi Hao's fist did not actually make full contact with the barbell plate.

It stopped just a few centimeters away.

Its power is indeed quite impressive; even if you could crack it with your fist, you couldn't achieve this effect.

"Keep it up, Qingzi. You can learn it too once you get into the elite class."

Qi Hao suppressed a laugh and slowly sat down on the sofa.

That was his main purpose in coming today—to take the opportunity of visiting and broaden Aoko's horizons.

"Oh, I reckon it'll be soon."

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyu listened and spoke calmly.

"What!?" Qi Hao suddenly jumped up.

Fang Qingyu didn't answer his question, but instead threw a punch.

Snapped--

Qi Hao caught it easily.

But he stared blankly at Fang Qingyu's fist.

"you"

"you are human?"

"What are you talking about? I'm your father, what else would I be?"

Fang Qingyu slowly sat back down in his chair.

Qi Hao, who would normally definitely argue back, was surprisingly silent tonight.

After finishing the meal, I said goodbye and left.

However, Fang Qingyu wasn't worried about him at all.

He often did this when he was in school.

Fang Qingyu learns some things very quickly, and Qi Hao will go back and work hard to catch up.

For example, in his first year of high school, Fang Qingyu taught him how to get along with women in order to make up for it; in his second year, he taught him fishing; and in his third year, he taught him driving skills, and so on.

Similar to myself, I've never been one to admit defeat since I was little.

This kind of person would never be discouraged by their brother.

Sure enough, Qi Hao sent a message very soon.

"Son, Dad is waiting for you in the elite class."

The conflict between father and son continues.

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu sent a rebellious emoji and began tidying up the things on the table.

I've been living in my new home for three days.

We officially moved in today.

Apart from Qi Hao, there wasn't much else to celebrate.

Fang Qingyu had gotten used to it and was beginning to enjoy the feeling.

After dinner, take a shower.

Lying in bed, I looked at my control panel.

Fang Qingyu accomplished his plan in those three days.

Didi driver and porter, two professions, two skills, all upgraded, and mixed martial arts athlete's Weakness Gaze also upgraded to level 3 (max).

Save up 2 skill points and 3 attribute points.

Fang Qingyu doesn't plan to use his skill points for the time being.

Because of these three days of training, my physical attributes have also increased dramatically.

Add those two more attributes, and it should be about right.

The further you progress, the harder it becomes to increase attributes through natural training.

Now it can be considered to be making the best use of its resources.

Allocate 2 points to Strength and 1 point to Physique.

Both can increase current punching power.

【Power: 17.2→20.1】

Speed: 16.5 → 17.2

[Physique: 16.7→18.5]

[Willpower: 17.5 → 17.7]

The above is the result of these three days of training, plus the two attribute bonuses.

Fang Qingyu felt that he was now terrifyingly strong.

If we could go back to that rainy night more than a week ago...

There is absolutely no need to use a self-destructing truck to rush into the embrace of the Navel Demon again.

But now we are facing a new challenge.

The only two professions.

My liver is completely full again.

Only two skills remain to be upgraded: resilience and car driving.

But I estimate that level 3 is the maximum.

So, I have to start looking for a job again.

Fang Qingyu turned on his computer.

I'm looking at all the different jobs on job posting websites.

I only have two advantages.

They can fight.

She has delicate features and a pretty face.

The two requirements also fit Fang Qingyu's work schedule, which is not many.

Fortunately, the sky is endless.

Fang Qingyu quickly found a job that required him to be able to fight and that also allowed him to find the right time.

Pick up the phone and dial directly.

"Hello, how are you?"

"Are you currently hiring private bodyguards?"

(End of this chapter)

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