After the darkness!

Chapter 6 Plan

After reading for less than an hour, Lin Yijue waited until the Chinese teacher finished class, and the two went home together.

This time, Xu Jie wasn't waiting outside; perhaps the other side had already guessed that he wouldn't leave alone.

When Lin Yijue got home, he found that his parents had already returned.

The mother, Song Huiling, was cooking in the kitchen, while the father, Lin Yunming, was still reading the newspaper.

However, Lin Xiaofei was still nowhere to be seen.

This matches Lin Yijue's memory quite well. In his memory, the other party was almost always eating out and was very busy. After being promoted some time ago, he was rarely home.

Seeing that Lin Yijue had only just returned, his father, Lin Yunming, glanced at the clock on the wall.

"What happened? Didn't school let out early?"

"I read a book in the classroom for a while," Lin Yijue explained, not lying.

"Reading?" Lin Yunming paused for a moment.

"Now study..." He didn't know what to say. The exam was in less than half a month, and he was studying hard now... But when he thought that at least the other student wasn't like other students with poor grades who started playing around and running around during this time, it was good that he was studying diligently.

Thinking of this, he sighed.

"Learning is a lifelong endeavor. There's an old saying: 'Master math, physics, and chemistry, and you'll be able to go anywhere in the world without fear.' If you study what you should learn diligently, even if you go to a vocational high school, you'll still have a chance to succeed," Lin Yunming said after a pause.

"Okay." Lin Yijue put down his schoolbag, changed his shoes, and said, "By the way, I was thinking of signing up for a combat class, to see if I could get a head start. Is that possible?"

He glanced at Lin Yunming on the sofa. Having absorbed a lot of memories throughout the day, he spoke much more naturally.

"Fighting squad..." Lin Yunming put down the newspaper in his hand, straightened up, and looked at his son.

Unlike before, the other person did not avoid his gaze, but instead met his eyes.

The air fell silent.

"Yeah, I'm thinking of signing up for a combat training class to see if I can get in. After all, physical education accounts for a large portion of the college entrance exam, and if I'm lucky, I might get in," Lin Yijue said after considering it carefully and mustering up his courage.

He tried to relate it to the college entrance exam as much as possible. Of course, his main goal was to find ways to accumulate energy. He had a feeling that the reason he hadn't accumulated energy through boxing was probably because he was using unorthodox methods.

"Good luck? Is the exam just about luck?" Father Lin Yunming took a deep breath, frowned, and put on a stern face.

"Besides, what's the point of signing up for a combat class? Are you going to participate in a major competition and win a prize? It's better to sign up for a body training class and learn the 'Eighteen Forms' as soon as possible. That's a real plus." He liked reading newspapers and had a good understanding of the policies.

"Okay, then I'll sign up for the body-refining class," Lin Yijue said quickly.

"..." Lin Yunming was taken aback; that wasn't what he meant at all. The body-refining class was much more expensive than the combat class.

"The cost of enrolling in a body-strengthening class is not a small amount. Besides, the college entrance exam is coming up soon. Where do you have time to go to tutoring classes now? You haven't even studied your academic subjects well. If you get a low score, you can only get into a vocational high school outside the third tier. Are you willing to do that?" His voice softened as he earnestly persuaded him.

Lin Yijue remained silent, though he had guessed he would be rejected, he was still somewhat disappointed.

"I still want to give it a try." He hesitated for a moment, then said again, "Just a trial period of a month or two shouldn't cost much." He was still arguing.

Lin Yunming didn't speak, but just looked out the window.

He felt that his son was just wasting money.

Previously, after their daughter Lin Xiaofei successfully entered university and passed the martial arts assessment, they had not given up hope for Lin Yijue. However, after so many years, they had long since come to terms with reality.

Martial arts training relies on talent, and those with talent are ultimately a minority. Ordinary people are just ordinary people.

Try hoping the other party will give you money.

It would be better to use the money to build relationships and see if we can get things back to a more realistic level.

"Dinner is ready, come and eat."

Mother Song Huiling came out of the kitchen at just the right time, set out the bowls and chopsticks, and greeted them.

Lin Yijue sighed inwardly, said nothing more, and sat at the table eating in silence.

Lin's parents actually loved him very much, but in their minds, their daughter was promising while their son was mediocre.

Therefore, all my attention and energy are focused on my daughter.

As for my son, as long as he stays safe and doesn't cause trouble, that's fine.

This "don't cause trouble" means, in other words, don't mess around.

This stereotype is very difficult to break.

At least for now, he can't break through.

After a quick meal, he returned to his room, dragged his tired body to bed, and flipped through his textbooks.

I can't practice the Eighteen Body Refinement Forms anymore. It's important to proceed gradually. I've reached my limit today.

This is a good opportunity to read a book.

He reads history at night.

Of all subjects, he loves history the most, both in his past life and now.

This allows him to recall the vague parts of his past life's memories more quickly.

What I disliked most was electronic theory.

Because after nightfall, mysterious factors appeared in the air, causing major changes in disciplines such as chemistry and electronics.

The complex circuit diagrams and formulas that seemed similar to those in my previous life were enough to give me a headache just looking at them.

This was also the course that the original owner hated the most.

While reading and taking notes, Lin Yi fell into a deep sleep, unaware of how much time had passed.

I slept until dawn.

The next day, before dawn, Lin Yi woke up.

To his surprise, apart from a slight soreness, he felt none of the other pains he expected.

This is somewhat unreasonable.

Yesterday's excessive training would normally result in a massive buildup of lactic acid, to the point that it wouldn't be surprising if one couldn't even walk properly.

Is it the effect of [superhuman endurance]?

Lin Yijue vaguely understood something.

This is a good thing! A faster recovery indirectly improves his training efficiency.

This means that a normal person can only train six or seven times a day at most, and that's the limit.

He can guarantee ten training sessions a day, or even more.

But four days later, Lin Yijue realized he was overthinking things.

Because he seems to have contracted an illness.

A condition where the body becomes exhausted after each practice of the "Eighteen Forms," and when the exhaustion reaches a certain level, it causes excruciating pain.

When this disease flares up, it is accompanied by a strange feeling of emptiness and thirst.

In this state, he simply cannot do ten training sessions a day.

……

"No, it might be difficult to even complete the Eighth Training."

In the room, around two or three in the morning, Lin Yijue lay on the bed, murmuring to himself.

He felt a sharp, needle-like pain shooting through his head.

A burning sensation spread from all parts of my body.

It felt like countless tiny needles were moving through the bones.

With each breath, the expansion of the chest cavity pulls on the muscles and tendons in the body.

Since he spent his days in academic classes, he decided to practice the "Eighteen Forms" at night.

Then, on a whim, I wanted to test my limits.

This is how it turned out.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Oh shit!"

Lin Yijue closed his eyes, breathing heavily, trying to adjust his physical discomfort.

But the sharp buzzing of bees still rang in my ears, sometimes high, sometimes low, like countless bees swarming around my brain.

What's even more terrifying is that feeling of hunger.

It wasn't hunger, but a deeper, soul-deep yearning. Like parched earth craving rain, like burning firewood yearning for oil, every cell in my body was screaming for "filling."

Even though he had eaten dinner, the hunger still overwhelmed all his senses, accompanied by excruciating pain, dragging him into an emptiness of extreme weakness.

He couldn't help but start having wild thoughts. Why did this always happen after practicing the "Eighteen Forms"?

I originally thought it was a problem with my own body, or rather, a problem with the "Eighteen Styles" themselves.

After all, the latter, as a new era of "standing meditation", can greatly develop the human body.

It's understandable that people might experience discomfort during the development process.

After all, during my university physical fitness test in my previous life, I was exhausted like a dead dog after running 1,000 meters.

But why wasn't it like this when the original owner practiced it before?

He also inquired with other students in the class, and they weren't like that.

And that inexplicable feeling of hunger and emptiness.

"This is definitely not normal..."

Lin Yijue sat on the edge of the bed and rested for a while, and his condition improved slightly.

Based on his experience over the past few days, he has also come to some conclusions.

First, if one does not practice the "Eighteen Forms" and simply studies and lives, such unusual sensations will not occur, or will be very mild and will hardly affect one's life.

Secondly, there was no effect in the first few rounds of practice, but as the practice continued or the effect of the practice increased, pain began to appear.

Third, the pain will gradually decrease during rest, but it will only decrease to a certain extent and will not disappear. Moreover, when you practice again, the pain will surge to its peak and continue to accumulate.

This eliminates the idea of practicing for a while, resting for a while, and then practicing again, thus fixing his daily martial arts practice time.

Fourth, the only good thing is that the condition will reset, and the body will recover the next day. The recovery effect is related to the duration and quality of sleep.

This pattern made Lin Yijue feel like he was playing a video game.

He's like a character in a game, able to use skills, but instead of mana, he uses a health bar.

The more skills you use, the lower your health bar gets.

However, the health bar will reset the next day, or rather, slowly recover.

"What the hell is going on here...?"

Lin Yijue can observe the patterns, but he has no way of summarizing the principles based on these patterns.

His mind was in turmoil, and unable to figure it out, he could only close his eyes, hoping to fall asleep quickly and restore his 'health bar'.

But for some reason, I just can't fall asleep tonight.

He didn't know how long this state lasted before his mind slowly cleared.

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.

The alarm clock on the bedside table went off.

Before dawn, he had no choice but to get out of bed.