Chapter 167: Soaring iron level, heart-stopping decision
[You have successfully completed a gymnastics training! ]
[The three flesh and blood exercises are performed simultaneously, and the effects are superimposed! ]
[The pig iron accumulated in your body has undergone a double subtle digestion process, and its edible power has been doubled and slightly improved↑]
Feng Mu's eyes suddenly widened, staring in disbelief The prompt box that passed before his eyes reflected the word "double", and his face suddenly turned from livid to bright red.
Feng Mu quickly suppressed his inner excitement and immersed himself in the practice of gymnastics.
An hour later.
[You practiced gymnastics for an hour! ]
[Proficiency in gymnastics +3! ]
[The proficiency of the three solutions of flesh and blood and gymnastics has not increased. ]
The bone version and the flesh and blood version will be born simultaneously, but their skill proficiency is not synchronized. This is because the system does not allow Feng Mu to exploit this bug.
But, this is not important, what is important is:
[The pig iron stored in your body is 7%→4.4%, and the dietary iron content is 38.1%→40.7%]
Cultivation The data changes brought about by a single exercise may not be obvious enough, but once the practice time is accumulated for an hour, the results will be immediately apparent.
For Feng Mu, measuring the increase in iron intake in hours has become his habitual calculation method.
Feng Mu made a quick calculation in his mind and came to a surprising conclusion:
“In the past, if you practiced gymnastics for one hour, the average increase in pig iron content was about 1.4%, but now, This number has jumped to 2.6%."
He continued to calculate, "This 2.6% increase is actually the result of the double superposition of the bone version and the flesh and blood version. Looking at it separately, the increase of each version. The growth rate is only about 1.3%.”
“My initial judgment was not wrong. The upgrade of gymnastics did have an impact on the digestion rate of dietary iron, but I ignored the [Blood and Flesh Beginning to Really Gong]. Unique and non-replicable 'stuck bug' mechanism"
"As a result, the overall efficiency has not declined, but has increased to 1.85 times the original value!"
Feng Mu couldn't help but lick his lips, his heart filled with gratitude to the system.
He sincerely apologized to the system deep in his heart: "System, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. You will always be my most reliable partner, and you and I are the best and best in the world."
Feng Mu is not a man who only talks, he is an action man.
To show his sincerity, Feng Mu immediately decided to cancel the two and a half hours of sleep originally planned tonight, and replaced it with the duration of continued gymnastics training.
What, you said staying up late is harmful to the body, so Feng Mu must stay up all night from time to time to recuperate his body from staying up late. There is nothing wrong with it.
Feng Mu took out his cell phone and looked at the time 04:14, and calculated in his mind: "The current consumption of pig iron is 40.7%. If I can practice without stopping, it will only take 23 hours to fill up the progress gauge."
Then, Feng Mu closed his eyes, put all distracting thoughts behind, and began to practice gymnastics with full concentration.
…….
06:27, the night was getting dark, Li Guishe got up quietly, walked to the door silently, looked through the curtain of night, staring at the courtyard. Erase the lonely figure.
He stood behind the door, quietly lost in thought, motionless for a long time.
In the long silence, his face changed erratically, and his inner struggle was like the rough sea, ups and downs.
Finally, he reached out and touched the secret book hidden close to his chest, and his breathing gradually turned from heavy to calm.
"Good disciples, please don't blame me. Master is also dedicated to the future of [Ronggui Sect]!"
Li Guishe seemed to have made some determination and looked at In the yard, a gloomy and cold light flashed in his eyes from time to time.
In the bedroom, Li Bashan, who had rarely slept soundly, woke up suddenly. He felt an inexplicable feeling of terrifying heart palpitations, and a few strands of cold air seeped down his back.
He sat up, casually pulled off the socks that blocked his mouth, and exhaled a few deep breaths, trying to calm the uneasiness in his heart.
Then, he walked heavily to the window, his eyes penetrated the window lattice and fell on the figure practicing in the yard.
He stood like this silently for a long time, until the lights in the upper city gradually turned on, filling the whole world, and then he gently opened the door and stepped into the tranquility of the morning.
As usual, he went straight to the kitchen and picked up his wooden bucket of rice. He sat at the stone table in the courtyard and ate with concentration, chewing every bite hard, swallowing even the bones and dregs into his stomach, as if he wanted to swallow all his thoughts and emotions along with the meal.
After finishing the meal, Li Bashan put down his rice pail and said angrily to Feng Mu: "Junior brother, in just these two days, I will arrange for you to join the prison, so be prepared."
Li Bashan did not go. Asking Chang Qingsen if he was still alive was a tacit understanding among the brothers.
Feng Mu's eyes lit up, he nodded heavily, and then began to continue practicing gymnastics.
…….
In the center of No. 2 Prison in District 9, the door to the warden’s office slowly opened. Li Bashan stepped into the room steadily, but couldn’t help but be slightly startled.
He was surprised to find that the originally open office was divided by a huge horizontal glass wall. The glass wall was as smooth as a mirror and airtight.
Probably because of the construction schedule, there is still a protective film with "Nano-tip explosion-proof A-5U2S" printed on the glass that I didn't have time to tear off.
Prison Warden Qian Huan stood behind the explosion-proof glass with a calm and gentle face. He pointed to the sofa opposite and said: "Bashan, you are planning to go over to the prison chief again this time to report to me. "
Li Bashan stopped looking at the glass, took out his resume from his pocket, and handed it to the glass.
Qian Huan's expression moved slightly. He picked up the remote control on his desk and pressed it. The explosion-proof glass cracked a thin slit one finger wide, just enough to accommodate paper documents.
He took the resume, glanced down, frowned slightly and said:
"You have submitted this resume before, but it did not comply with the prescribed process. I asked you to hand it over to Qian Fu before, you Why did you come to me again? Bashan, you have to convince Qian Feng first. Only if he nods, I will give you the approval. You can't gossip."
After Qian Huan finished speaking, Li Bashan said angrily: "The person who handed me the money can't come."
Qian Huan paused. His eyes were firmly locked on Li Bashan's face, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he seemed to be looking for some kind of certainty.
With an imperceptible tremor in his voice, he asked: "Are you sure?"
Li Bashan's expression remained unchanged and he responded firmly: "Yes, he can no longer come. Now, only my junior brother is left in this position."
Qian Huan couldn't help but gasp. He took a breath and thought to himself: "He didn't tell me Accepting Qian Fu directly solved the problem of the candidate recommended by Qian Fu. To me, the result didn’t seem to be much different.”
He originally had many questions, but faced with Li Bashan’s attitude. With his fierce face, all doubts disappeared instantly.
As for the appearance of "eating people without spitting out their bones", any question would be disrespectful to Li Bashan's appearance.
Qian Huan pondered for a long time, put his resume on the table behind him, took a pen and was about to sign for approval. He paused again and asked lightly:
"I am willing to accept your junior brother to join the prison, but the problem is that Qian Feng can still continue to send other people's resumes here. How do you think I should refuse him?"
Li Bashan did not Without hesitation, he said calmly: "No, Qian is bluffing." No matter who is handed over, the warden can just throw it in the trash can. There is no need to waste time."
After hearing this, Qian Huan couldn't help but feel a chill rising up his spine. He glanced at the isolated explosion-proof room. Glass, a sense of insecurity welled up in my heart.
He felt that it was necessary to have someone thicken the glass. No, it was best to thicken it two more layers to ensure safety.
Li Bashan noticed Qian Huan's hesitation and no sign, so he followed his intuition and added frankly again:
"I don't quite understand those cumbersome procedures. I only know that in a prison, shouldn't the warden be the biggest one? In that case, aren't the words of the warden the most unquestionable rule in the prison?"
Qian Huan laughed loudly when he heard this and wrote and signed. In one breath: "You are right, there are some bad habits in our prison that need to be rectified. Then go back and inform your junior brother to report to the prison as soon as possible."
(End of this chapter) )