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"Tomorrow, I will definitely give you the rent tomorrow."

The landlord, who had been so full of energy before, seemed to lose his temper at this moment, and muttered:

"You must hand it in tomorrow."

Then he closed the door and left.

Zhao Cheng collapsed on the bed and only then realized that his whole body was soaked with sweat due to the pain. He took off his clothes casually and slowly sorted out the extra memories in his mind.

However, Zhao Cheng looked carefully at his arms, the lines in his palms, the moles on his forearms, the muscle lines on his upper arms, and... Zhao Cheng untied his belt and weighed it in his hand.

Isn't this my body? It's just that it's obviously younger. What's going on? And what about the extra memories in my mind?

In this memory, Zhao Cheng, who lived in Kimchi, not only had the same name as himself but also looked very similar to himself, but his life was very miserable.

His parents died in a car accident and were found to be at fault, so their property was sold as compensation, leaving him with only enough savings to barely cover his college tuition.

Under such a blow, my former life was so sad that I had to find a house to rent, work to earn a living, and spend all my time on my studies. There were even days when I had to sleep in the open and have no place to stay.

He felt a little uncomfortable after coming back last night and had had a fever for two days, but he still insisted on finishing his work. After get off work, he asked for the next day off. After coming back, he could no longer hold on, so he threw down his schoolbag and fell asleep on the bed.

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a heart attack and tried to get my phone, but it was too late and I passed away.

So I replaced him?

"Ugh."

Recalling this, Zhao Cheng sighed. Even from his own perspective before he traveled through time, his previous life was too miserable. It was a remarkable thing for a young man who had never even entered society to face all these things abruptly and insist on not dropping out of school or delaying his studies.

A big part of the motivation for my predecessor to persevere was to get into a prestigious university, have a good job and family, and meet my parents' expectations.

Similarly, this is also his own expectation, because in this country, if ordinary people do not work for a well-known chaebol, their lives will be faced with the three big mountains of chaebol, cults, and the underworld.

"Eh? This country?"

Zhao Cheng suddenly discovered that this country was different from the South Korea he knew.

The situation here is even more chaotic than South Korea in the previous life. The upper echelons of society are firmly controlled by a few chaebol groups, cults are thriving in every region, and the underworld is everywhere, closely related to the first two. As for the police, they have long since made peace with the first three, acting as running dogs and accomplices.

Therefore, one can either work for a chaebol or join the chaebol's group armed forces and work hard. This can be said to be the best way out for the entire country. Cults and the underworld will not reach into these two areas.

This is what his parents have always taught and expected of him, but they were unable to work in these two places, so their lives became extremely difficult.

"call..."

Zhao Cheng let out a long sigh and suddenly felt a little lack of confidence in his future life.

"Come to think of it, the people in this country are really weird. They all look Asian, but how come their hair and eye colors are naturally colorful?"

I picked up my phone and turned on the front camera. Fortunately, I had black hair and black eyes, so it didn't look that awkward.

"System? Brother Tongzi?"

I tried shouting twice in my mind. Even something as outrageous as time travel has happened. It's normal to have a system, right?

An attribute bar suddenly appeared in my mind.

Zhao Cheng sat up quickly.

"Fuck, there really is a system?!"

It was a translucent frame with a frosted glass background, with three lines of standard Song font on it:

Constitution: 3

Spirit: 2

Main cultivation method: Fengyue Lingjian

When Zhao Cheng saw the main cultivation method, his eyes suddenly opened. Isn’t this the cultivation method book he bought?

Is this why I traveled through time? Who is that old beggar? Are there really gods?

My mind was in a mess and it took me a while to calm down.

There was a question mark after the physical and mental values. Zhao Cheng tried to click it in his mind, and a small prompt box popped up, which showed:

'10 points of human limit'

Oh, this UI is too simple. It looks a bit like a third-rate app. It’s too simple.

He looked at the name of the technique again, trying to recall what he had read before, but strangely he couldn't remember it.

So he opened the technique in his mind, and instantly the line of words turned into a floating book, emitting golden light, fragrant flowers falling, and fairies dancing around. Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, this special effect was too good.

I couldn't wait to open the first page, but the book disappeared instantly and returned to its state of being just a single attribute column. However, the content of the first part appeared in my memory.

"Qi-nourishing Stage"

What kind of name is this? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with the immortal cultivation in the novel.

The whole article is divided into two parts.

The first part is the breathing method, which requires three long breaths and two short breaths, one deep and nine shallow breaths, which is extremely awkward.

The second part was long-distance running. Zhao Cheng confirmed it again and again, and it was really a long-distance run, with a minimum requirement of 10 kilometers in 40 minutes.

This stage is expected to last about 3 months, and the ultimate requirement is to cultivate true Qi through long-distance running. This is considered completed when the true Qi is endless. At the same time, during this stage, the Yuan Yang body must be maintained and not broken.

As for why one cannot lose one's virginity, it only states that if one does, the progress of the practice will be greatly delayed, but there is no detailed explanation. Perhaps we will know the answer later.

Zhao Cheng reluctantly checked this memory over and over again. Where's the elixir? Where's the spell? Is this it?

I looked at the lonely attribute bar in my mind with resentment and clicked randomly on it. Where is the task? Where is the novice gift pack?

I accidentally clicked on the column for the main technique again. This time, even the special effects were gone, and only a prompt box popped up: After completion, the next technique will be automatically displayed.

Zhao Cheng lay back on the bed dejectedly. This system made by a god was too simple. It would be nice if he could just find a UI to beautify it.

I stared at the ceiling blankly. This cheat is not very powerful. What will my future be like? Or should I just go back to my country? But as a foreigner, I can't enjoy the treatment of my country.

He lay there for a long time, thinking about all sorts of things, until his stomach growled and then Zhao Cheng got up. No matter what, he decided to fill his stomach first.

I sat up from the bed. I didn't know if it was because I had been lying there for too long, but I felt a little dizzy and a little lethargic. I remembered the 2 in the attribute column. This spirit value was too low.

I put on my sportswear listlessly, ready to run later. I looked through my wallet again and found that I still had 1 won, which was enough for a meal.

Zhao Cheng walked out of the room. Outside was a narrow corridor. Rows of rooms on both sides squeezed the space to the extreme.

Zhao Cheng went downstairs and out of the door, looking at the Korean plaques around him and the tall buildings lined up in the distance. He let out a long sigh. Facing this familiar yet unfamiliar environment, the unreal feeling finally dissipated at this moment. He had indeed traveled through time.

Chapter 2 Exercise

I found a restaurant that looked nice, ordered a bowl of ginseng chicken soup, and started eating it with relish.

The fresh, fragrant and rich hot soup flowed down the throat into the stomach, like a warm stream soothing the stomach and nourishing Zhao Cheng's depressed spirit.

"Wow, the food is delicious." A sarcastic voice sounded.

The landlord, with a black bag tucked under his arm, sat opposite him, looking at him with a mocking expression.

Zhao Cheng curled his lips, too lazy to care about such trivial matters. He calculated his current situation and funds, and said impatiently:

"Don't bother me. I'll give you the rent after dinner."

The savings in the bank card are for going to college, but development is the most important thing now. Even if that technique looks too ordinary, at least I have to practice it.

"cut!"

The landlord sneered contemptuously and pretended to have a headache. If he hadn't followed this brat carefully, he wouldn't have been able to collect the rent so smoothly. He sat on the other side smugly and ordered food to eat.

Zhao Cheng ignored all this and planned what he was going to do. Fortunately, his high school was open on weekends, so he would be able to try the Yangqi stage exercises later. He glanced at the landlord again and knew he had to go and get some money first.

After dinner, Zhao Cheng pushed the door open and went out. There was an ATM not far away, where he used to withdraw money.

Unexpectedly, the door of the restaurant behind opened and the landlord followed out while chewing something.

"Let's go." said the landlord.

Zhao Cheng frowned, but said nothing and walked over there.

In front of the ATM, Zhao Cheng took out this month's rent, and the landlord behind him couldn't wait to reach out his hand.

Zhao Cheng took a step back, waved the money in his hand towards the camera at the ATM, and said:

"Where's the receipt?"

"How could I bring it with me? I'll give it to you in the evening." The landlord impatiently stretched out his hand again.

"I'll pay the rent that night."

Zhao Cheng said indifferently and put the money back into his pocket. He had suffered a similar loss before. Without a receipt, the other party would never admit to taking the money.

"Ah... you bastard."

The landlord took out the receipt from his bag while cursing, wrote a few words on it and handed it to Zhao Cheng.

In fact, robbing the money is not a big deal, but there are cameras here. If the other party calls the police, I will definitely be blackmailed by the police. Moreover, it is impossible for the boss to show up just for this month's rent, so robbing is not cost-effective.

Zhao Cheng collected the receipt, handed the money to the landlord, turned around and walked towards the school. He couldn't wait to try practicing.

Just after taking two steps, I heard an angry shout from behind: "Ah! Stop!"

When I turned around, I saw a motorcycle driving away. The landlord was chasing after it in a rage. The black bag in his hand was gone.

"Good fellow!"

Zhao Cheng felt a little scared. If the landlord hadn't followed him, he might have been the one robbed. At the same time, he gained a new understanding of the security in this place.

I feel like I can’t live here anymore. I’ll finish practicing today and see the results, then come back and find a safer place to rent.

......

At Jiangren High School, on the edge of the playground, Zhao Cheng silently adjusted his breathing, trying to adapt to the awkward breathing method.

Half an hour later, when he was finally able to breathe smoothly according to this method, Zhao Cheng picked up his mobile phone, turned on the timer, and started running along the playground.

One lap of the playground is 200 meters. After running three laps in one breath, Zhao Cheng's breathing became rapid, but he still didn't see any effect of the exercises. He even felt more tired than before.

The only peculiar thing was that even though his chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing remained orderly, as if it became automatic once it started running.

Four laps, five laps, six laps, seven laps, fatigue surged like a tide. My legs felt as if they were filled with lead, so heavy that every time I lifted them it seemed as if I had used up all my strength.

“No, no!”

After running two more laps, every breath Zhao Cheng took seemed to be pulled out of his lungs with difficulty. His throat was so dry that it seemed to be burning. His muscles ached and twitched, as if countless small insects were biting him. Although running was tiring before, he had never felt like this before.

It seems that this is the limit today. Just when I wanted to stop, a hot current suddenly spread out from my dantian and quickly spread throughout my body.

Miraculously, my breathing was no longer rapid, my muscles no longer ached, and even my mind seemed to be clearer.

Zhao Cheng was cheered up. It was clearly stated that it would take about three months to feel the appearance of the true Qi. How come he could feel it now?

Then I opened the system box in my mind:

Physical: 4 Spirit: 3

Every attribute has increased a little bit, this is too fast. Could it be that, like what the old beggar said, I am a genius that is one in a million?

Zhao Cheng continued to run, and even his speed increased.

Finally, after running another ten laps, I felt the heat again, but this time the tiredness was only partially eliminated. It was followed by an indescribable feeling of hunger. My stomach made empty rumbling sounds, and even my brain felt a little dizzy. All my limbs felt weak.

Zhao Cheng didn't dare to run anymore and hurriedly walked out of the school. He remembered there was a fried chicken shop outside.

After quickly finishing three servings of fried chicken and drinking a large bottle of mineral water, Zhao Cheng's hunger and thirst were relieved. Amid the surprised look of the shopkeeper, he ordered another serving and slowly ate it.

The hunger and thirst I felt just now filled my body and mind, and my brain began to think normally.

Open the system box:

Physical: 4 Spirit: 4

This time his physical condition did not improve, but his spirit improved a little. Zhao Cheng was a little confused and guessed that maybe his previous spirit had been depleted too much due to the illness, so recovery was given priority now.

After finishing the fourth portion of fried chicken, I ordered a bottle of Coke. At this time, the tiredness in my body was finally gone. It seemed that the heat flow relied on the energy I consumed.

So Zhao Cheng ordered two more servings of fried chicken and started eating them under the incredulous look of the shopkeeper. It was still early today, so he decided to see the limit of this skill.

......

In the evening, Zhao Cheng walked home with tired steps.

Constitution: 7

Spirit: 6