After the darkness!

"What's going on?" Lin Yijue glanced at his parents' room subconsciously, his voice lowering slightly.

"It's the extract, the secret of the extract you want." Wang Mingde's voice was somewhat impatient.

"I understand," Lin Yijue replied. "Are we going to the karaoke bar to see you tomorrow?" It was quite a coincidence; he had been looking for an opportunity to talk to the other person, but unexpectedly, the other person took the initiative to come to him.

After all, his Devouring Body seemed to have entered a new stage, and even in the Void Realm, hallucinations began to appear.

"No, not a KTV, it's somewhere else. No. 231 Jinsha Street, Chunyang District, Yuanhang Transportation and Trading Company. When you get there, call this number... tsk, I forgot you don't have a cell phone. When you get there, find the front desk and tell them you have a reservation. Their surname is Wang," Wang Mingde said quickly.

"Chunyang District? Isn't that almost next to the inner city? You have businesses there too?" Lin Yijue asked, somewhat surprised. After several planning adjustments, Rongdu Base City is generally divided into the main urban area and the surrounding agricultural area, with high walls as the boundary.

The main urban area is divided into an inner city and an outer city. Districts like Jiudu District and Xinniu District belong to the outer city. Although Chunyang District is an outer city, most of its area is adjacent to the inner city, and its basic public facilities far exceed those of other outer urban areas.

"Most trading companies cluster there because of the favorable policies and the ease of buying and selling goods," Wang Mingde casually explained.

"I'll be waiting for you tomorrow."

Beep...beep...beep...

Before he could finish speaking, all he heard was a busy signal.

He sank into the sofa, his gaze unfocused as he looked at the wall calendar next to the television in front of him, which bore the logo of "Red Bull Electric".

Wang Mingde is a very mysterious person.

To this day, Lin Yijue only knows that he is quite powerful, suffers from the same body-devouring disease as himself, and has a much better understanding of the body-devouring disease than he does.

Therefore, at this stage, Wang Mingde is practically the only clue to obtaining core information about the phagocytic body.

He probably won't do anything for the time being.

After all, if they really wanted to take action, that one night would have been enough.

Of course, one cannot simply meet without any precautions; one must have a backup plan.

Thinking of this, he picked up a pen and paper from the coffee table and quickly wrote a few sentences: Go to Chunyang District tomorrow, address: 231 Jinsha Street.

Wang Mingde was not mentioned.

He planned to leave the note on the bedroom table as a precaution in case something unexpected happened tomorrow.

After thinking it over again and confirming that there were no loopholes, Lin Yijue put away the paper and pen, quickly washed up and went to bed.

However, when I close my eyes, a jumble of thoughts floods in like a tide:

"Besides extracting more information about the Devourers, we also need to find a way to use Wang Mingde's connections to investigate the energy treasures. If we can find another one, then..."

An energy treasure just like the boxing glove from last time.

If I were to obtain another one, I could not only plant a new talent tree, but also gain a large amount of pure energy, which might be enough to fill the "sapling" state of the first talent tree, allowing me to break through the martial artist's limit in one fell swoop, while suppressing the erosion of the body-devouring entity.

Lying in bed, lost in these fantasies, his consciousness gradually began to blur.

Like falling into the sea, sinking, sinking.

……

the next day.

Lin Yijue got up early, ate breakfast, and went to school.

The morning was still filled with exams, for Chinese and Mathematics.

He answered quickly.

Thanks to his almost obsessive tutoring during this period and the accumulation of knowledge from his previous life, his current knowledge framework has basically taken shape.

The rest is just about practicing questions and integrating all the knowledge points.

Whether due to the influence of the Devouring Body and the enhancement of his body, his thinking was more agile than ever before.

After glancing at the questions, the thought process became clear, and writing flowed swiftly. Some problems that were considered major obstacles in the original owner's memory suddenly became clear after a moment of quiet contemplation.

After completing the two papers, I didn't feel any torment at all. On the contrary, I experienced a kind of exhilarating feeling that only top students have when they solve problems and overcome obstacles.

Of course, he feels this way because he likes to let go of his burdens.

He wouldn't even glance at multiple-choice questions, fill-in-the-blank questions, or the last two essay questions that were clearly beyond the syllabus; he would simply give up and ignore them.

This way, I can avoid getting upset.

After quickly finishing his lunch in the cafeteria, Lin Yijue started thinking about asking for leave.

At first, he worried that the school might cause trouble for his family, but later he found that it was too common for "old hands" like him, who were close to graduation and had no hope of getting good grades, to ask for leave. The school simply couldn't manage it with its limited staff.

I put the leave slip on the homeroom teacher's desk, but the teacher wasn't there at all.

On the contrary, the Chinese teacher, Yang Xiaozhong, sat calmly in his office drinking tea.

"Hello, Teacher Yang," Lin Yijue greeted politely.

Upon seeing Lin Yijue's leave slip, the other person raised an eyebrow. "What's going on? Taking leave again? Or are you pretending to be on leave but actually attending tutoring classes outside?"

After all, the other party's test scores in these tests were not bad.

"How could that be, Teacher Yang?" Lin Yijue explained with a smile. "Go practice the eighteen forms in the training room. If you don't get good grades in PE, you won't get a certificate, and you won't even be able to get into university. You know that, don't you?"

"Hmph, physical education!" Yang Xiaozhong snorted in dissatisfaction, tapping the table with his finger. "I heard those people up there want to increase the physical education score to two hundred! You say it's important, but our Chinese language and literature major isn't? Ridiculous! It's just a bunch of muscle-bound brutes causing trouble!"

He became more and more agitated as he spoke, and slammed his teacup down on the table with a loud bang.

Lin Yijue could only smile awkwardly, not daring to reply.

He had heard his father mention this before. The latest policy trend is to make everyone look to "sports" as a priority. It seems that all walks of life—civil service exams, professional title evaluations, and even business—are going to be linked to physical fitness.

Yang Xiaozhong dragged him along and complained for a good ten minutes, from sports policy to the "humiliation" of having to pass the physical fitness test to be evaluated for a senior professional title. Lin Yijue could only nod and listen attentively.

After listening to Yang Xiaozhong ramble on for ten minutes, the other party mysteriously took out his own practice exam paper to tempt him, but Lin Yijue politely declined.

He left the school, preparing to head to Chun Yang District.

Lin Yijue didn't run or take a tricycle; instead, he chose to take the bus at the bus stop near the school gate.

Chunyang District is adjacent to Xinniu District, and there are direct bus routes, so it's actually faster than going to other places.

Fortunately, No. 7 Middle School Station is one of the starting stations of this line, and the carriage was still empty when he boarded. Lin Yijue went straight to the back row and chose a single seat by the window.

The car started, and the street scene outside the window began to flow past. Lin Yijue watched the constantly changing scenery, his thoughts racing as he considered the upcoming training schedule.

Yun Sheng's boxing skills are already highly developed; continuing to dawdle on them would be too inefficient.

"Right now, the foot-piercing technique is the new pitfall. Instead of getting bogged down in an old project, it's more worthwhile to push this new skill to a minor proficiency level and earn some energy rewards... Besides, there are still benefits to be claimed from Wei Hong."

He silently assessed the situation in his mind.

"Beep... Lotus Pond Farmers Market has arrived. Passengers who wish to disembark, please..." A muffled and somewhat distorted announcement came from the loudspeaker.

The next moment, the bus came to a sharp stop.

The front door popped open with a "whoosh".

A large group of people squeezed on, with seven or eight people boarding at once, filling the previously empty bus to capacity.