After the darkness!

"A strange disease... Me... I'm sick too?... "

Lin Yijue looked at the white pork in the plastic bag.

The food storage bag was still sealed, and the label on it was clearly visible.

Huaxi Premium White Pork Shoulder Plum (Fresh Daily): Weight 1.844kg, Price 119.8 yuan/kg, Total Price 220.91 yuan.

His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, and he was drooling profusely.

Lin Yijue bit his lip hard, the taste of blood mixed with the smell of rust spreading in his mouth.

His fingernails dug into his palms unconsciously, yet he felt no pain. The raw flesh before him, which was clearly ordinary, seemed to possess a magical quality, appearing as pale pink blood seeping from the lines of a beating heart under the dim light of only one lamp.

He suddenly smelled a strong stench of blood, as if the meat in the plastic bag was releasing a deadly temptation.

He really wanted to eat it, he really wanted to eat it...

Moreover, his subconscious told him that eating this piece of meat would make him feel good and bring him benefits.

This is the feeling of the body releasing its instincts, like a starving person facing a piece of freshly cooked pork belly.

How about... how about trying it...?

Just one bite?

Lin Yijue's fingers trembled slightly, and his nails unconsciously made a soft scratching sound on the plastic bag.

The pain level of this strange disease directly leads to emptiness.

A sharp, cramping pain began to emanate from my stomach, as if countless tiny fangs were gnawing at it, and my body was inexplicably feverish.

Just then, a chill ran down my neck, and a black line was silently peeking out from under my collar.

Do not!

How could he eat raw meat?

Lin Yijue bit his lower lip hard, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth, the stinging pain briefly bringing him back to his senses.

He recalled the helpless girl crying in the milk tea shop yesterday; the image of her sobbing and feeling utterly helpless flashed through his mind like a nightmare.

He was covered in sweat, and he quickly put the whole bag of pork into the refrigerator. Then he stumbled onto the bed, crawled under the covers, and wrapped himself up tightly in the blankets.

It's as if this will protect them from external dangers.

Curled up in the darkness, Lin Yijue's heart was still pounding, and all sorts of terrifying thoughts kept flashing through his mind.

"He doesn't know what will happen if he eats it? Will he... only eat raw meat from now on? Or will he turn into a monster?"

That makes sense. How could a normal person eat raw meat?

Cold sweat soaked my back, and an overwhelming sense of confusion, not knowing what to do, welled up inside me.

He closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

As the rhythm of counting sheep became increasingly chaotic, his consciousness gradually sank into a state of confusion, and the black lines on his neck slowly dissipated like the receding tide.

…………

The next morning, Lin Yijue opened his eyes and stared at the yellowish ceiling for more than ten seconds before he recalled his experience from the previous night.

Although he was now fully conscious and his unusual symptoms had completely disappeared, the memory of last night still left him feeling somewhat depressed.

His mood improved slightly when he saw the talent tree in his field of vision.

"No matter what, I'm still better than that girl..."

At least he has a talent tree, and he can suppress his illness by sleeping. Once he masters the "Eighteen Styles" and changes his body, or if his talent tree advances and develops, giving him a few more talents, his illness might be cured.

All of these are possible.

Therefore, compared to him, the other person is truly helpless.

Thinking of this, Lin Yijue felt inexplicably better.

As usual, I took a bath, ate meals, and went to school.

After finishing his classes during the day, he asked for leave in the afternoon and jogged to the Hongpailou Yunsheng Club.

……

Bang!

Bang bang!

A left straight punch followed by a right hook; the body retreats the moment the punch lands, then suddenly slides forward.

Elbow strike + knee strike!

Bang bang bang!

A louder impact was heard.

Wearing boxing gloves, Lin Yijue bent slightly, gently swayed past the falling sandbag, and when it turned around, he suddenly twisted his hips and raised his foot, delivering a whip kick to it again.

boom!

The sandbags flew even higher.

But this also means that the next wave of descent will bring even greater force.

Bang bang bang.

He didn't stop, but kept dodging and striking the sandbag again and again.

This training method is quite outstanding among the group of students, since there are fewer than twenty people, and the vast majority are still practicing stand-up boxing, and their movements are not even standardized.

However, the opponent was already proficient in incorporating advanced techniques such as kicks and knee strikes into their practice.

After instructing a student on how to stand firmly and throw a straight punch, Lu Qiang heard a loud thud and instinctively turned around.

"This person definitely has a foundation; he's practiced for at least two and a half years," he observed for a while before making his judgment.

Li Yan, who was standing next to her, was also wearing boxing gloves and practicing short jabs and hooks over and over again.

Hearing this, after delivering a spinning whip punch, he turned around, panting.

"This guy is really good at training; his sense of distance and rhythm is excellent. But I remember he had boxing lessons last time, didn't he? How come he's improved so quickly?"

Lu Qiang turned his neck, making a cracking sound, then shook his head: "You're too naive, Yanzi. Do you think the opponent's footwork and kicking techniques are something they've only just started practicing?"

What you may not know is that many people are actually experienced, but they deliberately pretend to be beginners in order to show off their talents and gain more attention and training.

Before you arrived, I encountered someone like that. That guy mastered the basics of Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) in a day, and within three days became invincible among his batch of students, with everyone lasting five seconds against him. But three months later, this "genius" ultimately faded into obscurity, and anyone could exchange a few blows with him.

"Maybe they really are a genius?" Li Yan shrugged, wiping the sweat from her bangs. "If they really have talent, we could take them in as our top disciples in Rongdu. Otherwise, we won't even be able to gather enough people for the city's martial arts competition."

"The martial arts competition..." Lu Qiang crossed his arms and paused for a moment. "Let's talk about it later. This isn't something we should be worrying about. Besides, to achieve results in the martial arts competition, you can't rely on just any ordinary disciple."

To put it bluntly, they came to Chengdu from Jiaozhou to develop their careers. In terms of teaching staff, they are not weak, but if they want to gain a foothold, they need the support of the local faction.

Besides accepting investment and shares, the easiest way to gain the support of the local faction is naturally to take on apprentices.

After all, money bags tied together represent business, but a master-disciple bond is unbreakable. Relying on the master-disciple relationship to build a relationship has a natural stability.

As for the martial arts competition, it's just a channel for building relationships.

"You have a goal?" Li Yan asked after a moment of silence.

"I heard from the teacher that a son of the owner of Hongpailou Huatian Shopping Mall came to the Sanda class, and a girl in the 'Eighteen Styles' class has a family member who is a leader in the Armed Forces Department. As for our boxing class, we also have two similar cases." Lu Qiang lowered his voice a few decibels and said two names.

Li Yan looked over instinctively and, sure enough, the two men were far superior to the others in both their stance and the strength of their hands, even more skilled than Lin Yijue.

You can tell this is someone who has truly practiced without even looking.

Seeing this, Lu Qiang shook his head and started walking in that direction, occasionally pointing out the students along the way.

In the end, they stayed there.

Li Yan didn't say anything, but started from another direction and gave directions along the way.

Lin Yijue was breathing heavily, sweat seeping out and running down his back, soaking his vest, while the boxing gloves he had inherited from Lin Xiaofei drooped slightly.

He could feel his body starting to burn, and at the same time, his stomach was twisting, releasing a feeling of hunger from every part of his body.

But strangely, under this feeling, his strength was slowly increasing.

In just one afternoon, my strength increased from 7.3 in the morning to 7.5.

It increased by 0.2.

This is absolutely abnormal!