Chapter 14: Speculation of drug resistance and improvement in physical strength
The next few days.
Chen Yun's daily life basically follows short-term planning.
During this period.
He experimentally adjusted the time period of short-term planning and experimentally replaced the time of different projects.
In the end, I found that the first version was actually the best.
Just as mornings are good for running, nighttime is really good for training your sense of smell.
Cool evening breeze.
It always makes Chen Yun calm down and carefully remember the items corresponding to each taste, and memorize them into the olfactory database of his brain.
So finally.
Chen Yun still made no modifications and spent some time according to the short-term plan.
There have been no major changes during this period.
Life is uneventful.
The only thing worth mentioning is probably the third item in the short-term plan: explore your own changes and experiment with guesses.
these days.
After confirming that he really couldn't sleep, he boldly tried to induce sleep with sleeping pills.
Common sleeping pills, such as tranquillizers, are Category II prescription drugs in the national controlled list and must be purchased with the authorization of a physician.
Chen Yun naturally doesn't want to buy easily, and he doesn't want to leave traces of his purchase easily.
But he knew he had a good neighbor.
Shiraishi!
In Chen Yun's impression, this guy has always been a Tinker Bell-like figure.
As long as you can tolerate Shiraishi's conspiracy theories and non-stop gossip, you will find that being friends with this person is extremely interesting and convenient.
Bai Shi, who seems to have nothing to do all day long, can always pull out a bunch of strange things when Chen Yun needs them.
Whether it is a rare CD from many years ago, a limited-edition game console, or a century-old wine from a foreign winery...
Shiraishi can always get it.
This time is no exception.
On March 1, Chen Yun quietly blocked him at the corner of the stairs on the fifth floor and asked for sleeping pills.
Shiraishi did not refuse.
Instead, he smiled mysteriously and said: "Eric Hofer said that we feel free when we escape, even if it is just jumping from the pot into the fire."
"You also think that this world is actually just a program, right? The red pill that reaches the real world will arrive soon."
Regarding the sudden enthusiastic expression on Shiraishi's face.
Chen Yun could only smile awkwardly but politely.
The reason why I use it is that I have a little bit of insomnia and I want a tranquilizer sleeping pill that the hospital is not willing to prescribe.
It’s not about escaping the real world and going to reality.
but.
He still nodded helplessly but seriously.
At least Shiraishi's conspiracy theory this time is more like a chuunibyou, not as outrageous as three months ago when he suddenly slept on the rooftop every day and then said he was afraid that the government would control earthquakes to destroy the people at the bottom.
Compared with Shiraishi's past performances of unbridled narcissism, delusions of status, strong sense of self-existence, and full of conspiracy theories, this is pretty good now.
After skillfully making an appointment to treat Shiraishi to dinner a few days later as reward.
Chen Yun received the arrival reminder from Cainiao Station that afternoon.
After knowing it well, I went over to pick up the express delivery.
In the express box, in addition to a teaching aid material that Chen Yun was very familiar with, there was also a sleeping pill at the bottom that he knew the origin of, but was not entirely clear about.
about the safety of this drug.
Chen Yun didn't care, or it should be said that he didn't need to care.
The relationship between him and Shiraishi was not a life-and-death relationship, but they could definitely be considered good friends who had known each other for five or six years.
Although he always felt that this guy had some strange experiences in the past and most likely didn't look like a good guy, he was sure that this guy was at least washed up now.
Apart from entertaining old men, passers-by, and children every day, I just do nothing but drink, watch TV, and read novels.
So on the night of March 1st.
Chen Yun conducted an experiment using this sleeping pill, which he could rest assured for the time being. Diazepam sleeping pills can inhibit the postsynaptic membrane of γ-aminobutyric acid nerve terminals in central neurons to achieve the purpose of treating insomnia.
but……
Chen Yun confirmed it after testing.
Even the maximum dosage for an adult would be of no use to him.
No matter how much, Chen Yun doesn't dare to try it yet.
Regarding drug-related experiments, Chen Yun easily would not try it in depth.
He took sleeping pills just to roughly verify his guess.
Except for the sleeping pill experiment.
Chen Yun also changed the daily physical condition recording rules, changing it to once a day. The previous records on February 29 have been integrated and called the second record.
Every subsequent recording must be completed before twelve o'clock that evening.
And in these aggregations.
The changes in body data clearly show an upward curve.
When recording for the second time, my physical strength had just increased to the point where I could do about 1,800 standard push-ups.
[The third record: 2024.3.1 (the 21st day of the first lunar month)]
[The maximum number of standard push-ups is 1850. 】
[The fourth record: 2024.3.2 (the 22nd day of the first lunar month)]
[Maximum number of standard push-ups: 1920]
If you simply look at and compare the data changes in these two records, you will find that your physical limit seems to be rising all the time.
Although the magnitude is not large.
But this feeling of real progress is intoxicating.
Almost second only to the feeling when you let go of your sense of smell to experience and remember the world every night.
After all, progress displayed by a progress bar is tantamount to the biggest temptation in the world.
If Chen Yun hadn't had enough self-control.
I'm afraid that I can't help but squeeze out my physical strength and try to continuously improve my limits.
Fortunately, Chen Yun still controlled himself, considering that excessively rapid physical recovery might drain him dry when the source of energy was unknown.
No matter how much you think about progress.
You have to hold it in too.
It must be implemented slowly and methodically according to the arrangements in the short-term plan.
And two days to carry out these arrangements.
The days seem a little boring.
But in fact, it doesn't matter to Chen Yun, who is used to squatting at home. The days spent exploring himself, recording changes, and exercising self-discipline are actually quite fulfilling.
Moreover, in the short-term plan, after running in the morning every morning, there will be plenty of time for entertainment and leisure, enough to play several games or read a long novel.
Moreover, there is no detailed timetable for various arrangements in the short-term plan. While he is self-disciplined to execute the plan, he is also completely free to have fun occasionally.
For a young person of the new era.
That's enough.
It can even be said that he lived a very happy life.
Such lonely but fulfilling days lasted until the early morning of March 3, when a phone call caused ripples.
That was the editor's greeting call.
"It's already winter, and the weather is starting to get warmer. Why haven't you sent the new book you promised to me before the Chinese New Year?"
The editor's voice rang in my ears.
March 3rd is the 23rd day of the first lunar month and also the ninth day of winter.
Generally, it is the coldest on March 9th and April 9th, which is the coldest period of the year. When nine "nine days" are counted, spring will be deep, the sun will be warm, and everything will be full of vitality.
Soon it will be time for farmers to start plowing their fields.
Chen Yun listened to the cordial but murderous inquiry from editor Liu Xing on the phone.
Suddenly I remembered something:
It seems that I am... an online article author?
(End of this chapter)