From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a powerful martial arts demon god!

In the pitch-black rented room.

As Jiang Heng sat cross-legged on the bed, he silently recited "Disease erosion, activation" in his mind at the same time.

A warm, mysterious power seemed to surge from the void, flowing into his chest in accordance with his will.

In just a few breaths, the severe lesions in the lungs rapidly lessened, and the disease that had spread to the lungs was also swept away.

The next instant, the immense power transformed from the disease nourished his body like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain.

[Physical Body Level: 0.97 → 0.98]

[Current Status: Severe Chronic Lung Disease → Moderate Chronic Lung Disease]

In just a few breaths, his physical body level rose to 0.98.

"call……"

Jiang Heng opened his eyes with satisfaction; this was the main reason why he had been cultivating so diligently.

The benefits of practicing breathing techniques are only minor.

The illnesses resulting from his intense training were the core reason he was trying to improve his strength.

As for why not just completely eliminate "severe chronic lung disease" in one go?

The reason is similar to the principle of "killing the goose that lays the golden eggs".

It is not easy for a healthy body to contract moderate lung disease.

However, it is very easy to worsen the condition of a patient who already has moderate lung disease into severe lung disease.

The presence of the root of the disease in his body makes it easier for him to aggravate his condition and eradicate the lesions through daily practice.

Jiang Heng called this method of operation "recuperation".

Others recuperate to heal their bodies, but he recuperates genuinely to recover from his illness.

……

Jiang Heng finished his training for the day.

He was covered in sticky sweat, so he stood up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The mirror opposite the bathroom door.

Jiang Heng's body was tall and slender, and his muscle lines flowed smoothly in the water.

Only a scar on his shoulder somewhat detracted from the beauty of his muscles.

These are the injuries he inflicted himself with a kitchen knife.

In order to find out whether [Disease Erosion] could cure external injuries, Jiang Heng tested it on various parts of his body.

The shoulder was the worst cut; it's been half a month and there's still a scar.

The test results were clearly unsatisfactory.

From this, he drew the following specific conclusion:

"Only damage caused inside the physical body, which can be understood at the microscopic level by the body's cells, can be transformed and absorbed by the disease."

"But external, macroscopic damage, including blows, cuts, burns, etc., cannot be transformed by the disease."

……

After taking a shower, Jiang Heng changed into a set of pajamas.

It was already midnight, but he had no intention of going to bed.

He sat down at the table, opened a thick stack of printed materials, and began to look through them.

The Wu'an Bureau's assessment consists of two subjects: a comprehensive knowledge test and a physical fitness test, which account for 30% and 70% of the total score, respectively.

The physical body level test goes without saying; it all depends on the level of one's physical body.

This comprehensive knowledge test covers general knowledge, martial arts knowledge, and laws and regulations, and is quite challenging.

The amount of information to remember is as thick as a hand.

Jiang Heng had only decided to take the exam for the Wu'an Bureau of Yuquan District half a month ago, and now, faced with such a large stack of materials, he could only grit his teeth and memorize them by rote.

Fortunately, it seems that some of the medications he had taken previously were brain-damaging drugs.

After the transformation through [Disease Erosion], his memory and learning abilities were greatly improved.

This makes learning things much easier for him now compared to when he was studying in school in his previous life.

……

Three hours later.

It was already three in the morning, and the thugs and street racers downstairs gradually quieted down.

Jiang Heng put down the book and prepared to go to sleep.

I glanced at my phone before going to bed and noticed a message notification from a few hours ago.

[Uncle Chen: How have you been feeling these past few days?]

After the original owner's parents passed away, the elder who had the most contact with the original owner was this Uncle Chen, Chen Yunpeng.

According to him, he was once a classmate of the original owner's father and is now a teacher at Tianfu University.

Over the years, Uncle Chen has taken good care of the original owner of this body. The original owner was able to grow up to where she is today thanks to his help.

Jiang Heng thought for a moment and then typed a reply.

[Jiang Heng: I'm much better now, thank you for your concern, Uncle Chen.]

He had only replied a few seconds earlier when Uncle Chen's reply came again.

[Uncle Chen: Remember to take your medicine consistently. Your condition is showing improvement; just keep going for a while longer, and you'll definitely be cured.]

When the original owner of this body was sick, Uncle Chen personally returned from the provincial capital of Tianfu to Nanjiang City to take him to the Municipal Martial Arts Medical Research Institute for treatment.

Unfortunately, the prescription only included a bunch of ineffective medications, which didn't have much of a positive effect.

Jiang Heng looked at the text on the screen and scratched his head.

He was not in a good position to explain his current situation, let alone reveal his secret.

[Jiang Heng: Okay, Uncle Chen, don't worry, I understand.]

[Uncle Chen: Okay, you can stay at the Urban Management Bureau for a while longer, or you can start preparing for the college entrance exam again.]

[Uncle Chen: Don't be discouraged by failing the exam once. Your original scores were enough to get into Nanjiang Martial Arts Academy. Studying for another year might not be a bad thing. You might even have a chance to get into Tianfu University.]

Tianfu University is the top university in the entire Tianfu administrative region, while Nanjiang Martial Arts Academy is only a key university in Nanjiang City. Naturally, there is a huge gap between the two.

"That may be true, but a year is too long. I can't wait that long."

Jiang Heng thought for a moment and replied:

[Jiang Heng: Uncle Chen, I plan to apply for the Wu'an Bureau in Yuquan District this year.]

After the message was sent, there was a long silence on the other end before new text appeared.

[Uncle Chen: Okay, giving it a try isn't a bad thing.]

[Uncle Chen: Transferred 2000 yuan]

[Uncle Chen: You can buy some body-strengthening supplements or similar products to help improve your physique and alleviate your symptoms. Ask me for more money if you need more.]

Jiang Heng silently watched the transfer amount on the screen, feeling a touch of emotion in his heart.

The way Uncle Chen took care of me was something even a close uncle and nephew wouldn't do, right?

[Jiang Heng: Thank you, Uncle Chen (clasped hands in thanks).jpg]

Then click to receive the transfer.

He is indeed very poor right now.

The salary for an internship at the Urban Management Bureau is only 3,500 yuan. The original owner had tried many ways to save himself and spent a lot of money.

When he transmigrated, he only had two thousand yuan in his entire fortune.

Furthermore, due to his various attempts to treat the disease in the first half of the month, he spent a lot of money, leaving him with less than 500 yuan.

It's hard to say whether they can hold out until the city management bureau pays their salaries next month.

If he couldn't find a way to make money, Jiang Heng was even planning to take action against those street thugs who went crazy every night.

There's no reason why they can rob passersby, but Jiang Heng can't rob them...

The two thousand yuan that Uncle Chen gave him has indeed solved his immediate problem.

After Jiang Heng replied, new text appeared on the screen again.

[Uncle Chen: Okay, go to bed early. Contact me anytime if you need anything.]

……

After the chat ended, Jiang Heng looked at the balance of a little over two thousand yuan in his account and pondered.

"With basic living needs met, and once the city management bureau's salaries are paid, the drug-using plan will have the funds to continue..."

That's right, although Jiang Heng now devotes most of his energy to martial arts.

However, he did not give up on using drugs to improve his physical strength.

The reason it stopped half a month ago was partly due to the attention of the cyber police, and partly due to a lack of funds.

If there is sufficient funding, this path should not be abandoned.

"What kind of poison could you use... paraquat?"

Jiang Heng immediately thought of this thing, but then shook his head:

"It seems to have been banned many years ago, and it's probably difficult to buy through regular channels..."

"Hmm, I remember that botulinum toxin can also be made at home."

"And cyanide..."

"Perhaps we could also buy some pufferfish..."