Xue Jing immediately realized that this was the purpose of her call.
He comforted her, "Don't worry, Mom. I know what I'm doing. If anything goes wrong, I'll run faster than a dog."
"That's good."
Nan Jiayu expressed satisfaction, and then seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "By the way, have you called your sister recently?"
Xue Jing: "I haven't called you in half a month, but we did chat on WeChat a few days ago. What's up?"
Nan Jiayu was silent for a while, then said, "Yesterday afternoon, Wanwan suddenly called me and said she missed me and your dad."
"Isn't that normal?" Xue Jing asked doubtfully.
"It's normal, but I always feel like something is wrong. This kid has the same character as your father. He looks quite lively at ordinary times, but in fact, he likes to keep things to himself and not let others know."
"It may be my mother's intuition. I always feel a little uneasy. Son, when you have time, ask her. Wanwan and you have been close since childhood, and you are of the same generation. If she really encounters something, she may tell you."
Xue Jing thought about it and agreed: "Well, don't worry, Mom, I will ask her carefully."
…
After finishing his phone conversation with Nan Jiayu, Xue Jing looked thoughtful.
My elder sister Xue Wan is a very cheerful and beautiful person. She has been a celebrity in the school since she was young. She is always on the list of school beauties and her grades have always been very good. Although she failed to get into the inner ring, she went to a top university in the outer ring that is ranked higher than Qing University. She has always been a reassuring person.
But Xue Jing, who grew up with her, knew that she was not as perfect as she seemed. If she was not forced to get up, she would definitely stay in bed. She liked to use tricks when playing games, had a very bad gambling character, and was never willing to admit defeat. She could bark without any pressure when told that liars were dogs. She would also trick female classmates into inviting her to dinner in his name by saying, "I would like to introduce my handsome brother to you."
However, his biggest shortcoming is what Xue's mother said, he likes to keep things to himself when encountering problems.
Xue Jing was a little worried. After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone, entered a number, and his finger stayed on the dial button but did not press it. Instead, he exited the dialing interface and put away the phone.
"Let's fight again at night."
He decided to call his sister Xue Wan when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.
During that period of time, people have a stronger desire to talk.
Putting away his phone, he continued to work in the kitchen. He cooked a pot of rice and made three dishes. His cooking skills improved by more than 50 points again.
After having lunch with the cat, Xue Jing picked up the cat that was lying on the ground after eating too much, walked into his room, sat down on the computer chair, and pressed the power button.
With one hand touching the belly of the cat that was too lazy to move and the other hand on the mouse, Xue Jing planned to look for information about "strength".
He opened the browser and went to a frequently used search engine website. Just as he was about to type on the keyboard, his eyes suddenly moved.
The computer keyboard used by Xue Jing is black, which is very resistant to dirt and makes it difficult to see ordinary dust and stains.
But after activating his aiming skill, his eyesight becomes extremely strong, so he can see things that ordinary people cannot see.
He clearly saw that there were undetectable black and white hairs everywhere in the gaps between the keyboard.
'Is this... cat hair?'
Xue Jing looked at the cat in his arms calmly.
This little thing touched my computer
After thinking about it, Xue Jing didn't say anything, pretending that he didn't notice it, and began to look for information about strength.
After skipping many useless advertisements and glancing at the wrong information, Xue Jing finally found some information on a relatively professional question-and-answer platform similar to WeChat after more than ten minutes.
He was so absorbed in watching that the cat in his arms sat up on his lap and looked at the webpage.
"Hmm? Looking for martial arts information? Does he want to practice martial arts?"
Maomao thought as he watched.
'This half-baked article is all about pretending to know something, and it can only fool laymen. What's the saying 'Practicing to a high level can produce supernatural powers'? Can that be achieved through practice? Without taking banned drugs or implants, even if you are a 'limit breaker' who has jumped over the dragon gate, you are just a mortal. There are no human miracles in this world, only ruthlessness and technology...'
Maomao raised her head and looked at Xue Jing's soft chin.
'If he is really interested in martial arts... after I leave, I can introduce him to that person, and I will treat it as the rent for my stay here...'
The cat was thinking about something and yawned.
After eating, I feel sleepy all the time.
It curled up on Xue Jing's thighs, with the reassuring scent of the young man lingering at its nose, and slowly fell asleep.
"… "
After noticing that the cat's breathing was slow and steady and that it had completely fallen asleep, Xue Jing exited the website without saying a word.
He opened the search engine, typed in [screen recording software that can be hidden], selected for a while, and successfully downloaded a screen recording software that met the requirements.
Set it to [Turn on auto-start] [Automatically record], then restart the computer, check the effect, find no problem, then turn off the computer.
After doing these things, Xue Jing gently picked up the cat, put it on his bed, and then tiptoed out of the room.
…
In the 'gym', Xue Jing looked at the barbell on the bench press rack in front of him.
This is a standard barbell bar, weighing 20 kilograms, with two 20-kilogram barbell plates hanging on each side, which together weighs exactly 100 kilograms.
This is the weight he uses for his daily bench press exercises. If he wants to challenge his limits, he can actually add about 20 kilograms more.
Xue Jing thought about it, picked up two 15-kilogram barbell plates from the yoga mat filled with barbell plates on the ground, installed them on the bar, and then picked up two more 5-kilogram plates and installed them.
In this way, the weight of the barbell reached 140 kilograms.
Xue Jing lay on the bench press rack, held the barbell with both hands, took a deep breath, took the barbell off the hook, put it on his chest, and then exerted force, his muscles instantly tensed, and he lifted it up!
The barbell weighing 140 kilograms was slowly lifted. There was almost no trembling during the lifting process. It was very stable and it was obvious that there was still some strength left.
After successfully lifting it, Xue Jing did not stop, but repeatedly performed the bench press until he finished a set of nine, and then put the barbell back on the hook.
He breathed slightly and felt relaxed.
"After activating 'Fighting', my physical fitness has been greatly enhanced. In addition to the more than 100 fitness experience points I gained from fighting, my bench press limit has increased by about 20 to 30 kilograms."
This weight may not seem too much, but you have to know that there is a diminishing marginal effect when exercising the human body.
The closer you get to the limits of the human body, the more difficult it is to increase your strength.
If a person trains hard, it may only take two or three years to increase his bench press from 60 kilograms to 120 kilograms. But if you want to reach 140 kilograms, it is not a matter of hard work. You may not be able to do it even if you are given ten or eight years or even a lifetime.
Therefore, the 20 to 30 kilograms that Xue Jing increased in bench press weight is of very high value.
After trying the bench press, Xue Jing walked to the standing sandbag in the middle of the room, took a deep breath, focused his eyes, and punched out!
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, Xue Jing's fist hit the sandbag hard, and ripples appeared on the leather surface. It seemed that the wind and air waves from the fist could be seen spreading faintly. The iron base filled with sand and weighing more than 300 kilograms suddenly tilted greatly and fell to the side.
Xue Jing stretched out a hand to hold the sandbag, nodded, and said to himself: "Not bad."
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Chapter 16 My House is Pretty Big
At 1:30 in the afternoon, Xue Jing arrived at school.
Just like in the morning, he did not go directly to the class, but instead stepped into the Qingda campus again and came to the Qingda Library.
Compared to the sparsely populated library in the morning, there were quite a lot of people at this time, but everyone was very quiet and the only sound you could hear was the turning of pages.
Xue Jing's arrival attracted many students' attention. A short-haired girl sitting in a chair in the lounge, holding an extracurricular book, looked at Xue Jing, who was wearing the school uniform of the Affiliated High School, with sparkling eyes, and whispered excitedly to her best friend beside her:
"Look, look, that little brother is so handsome!"
"Shall we go and ask him for his WeChat?"
While staring at Xue Jing, her bestie complained, "Don't you like older guys? Why are you targeting that little kid from the attached middle school?"
"Even if you don't like sweets, you will still drool when you see this kind of top-notch dessert!" The short-haired girl's eyes lit up.
"Come on, let's go, I'm going to ask him for his WeChat ID, you stay by my side to give me courage..."
As she said this, she stood up from her chair.
The chair was pushed away, rubbing against the floor, making a slightly sharp sound.
As if hearing the noise here, Xue Jing turned his head and looked at the girl with short hair.
"… "
The latter was glanced at by those cold eyes, and the whole person seemed to be poured over by a basin of cold water, chilling from the scalp to the heels, and the inner desires disappeared in an instant.
It was not until Xue Jing walked up the stairs and left her sight that the short-haired girl suddenly covered her plump breasts and gasped for breath, like a drowning person who had just been rescued.
Her best friend was stunned for a moment, then immediately patted her back to help her calm down, and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Xiaolin, are you okay?"
The girl named Xiaolin with a ponytail said with lingering fear: "I don't know why, that brother... seems very dangerous, I'd better not ask for his WeChat."
…
Xue Jing, who had no idea how much psychological harm his unintentional glance had caused to others, went straight up to the seventh floor.
The seventh floor was as deserted as ever, in stark contrast to the popular first six floors. There was only one young girl sitting upright on an old chair, holding a book. She was still sitting so straight that nothing could be faulted with her, and her light blue skinny jeans were stretched so tightly that they looked like a ripe peach.
It was the girl Xue Jing met at the same place in the morning.
What was different from the morning was that when the girl saw Xue Jing, she nodded at him, her waist-length ponytail swaying gently, and a smile appeared on her clean and beautiful face.
Xue Jing smiled, said nothing, and nodded at her.
He thought this kind of silent acquaintance was quite interesting.
Walking into the bookshelf area, Xue Jing began to look for clues that might be related to the "divine substance".
Under the dim light, Xue Jing and the girl were busy with their own things, with a clear distinction between them. They looked like two unrelated passers-by, yet there was an inexplicable sense of natural harmony between them.
An hour later, Xue Jing learned a lot of things that ordinary people didn't know, but he still gained nothing about the divine substance.
"Let's go to class first."
Shaking his head, Xue Jing put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf and walked out of the library.
The girl was the only one left on the silent seventh floor. She seemed like a lonely earthbound spirit imprisoned there. Only the occasional sound of pages turning could prove that she was a real person.
…
When Xue Jing walked into his classroom, he found that the desks and chairs that were scratched by Pei Youguang had been replaced with a set of intact ones.
"It was Pei Youguang, the second grader, who moved here and replaced your desk and chair."
A classmate who had arrived early explained.
"Is that so?" Xue Jing replied.
He didn't really care, as he could sit on the table and chairs regardless of whether they were scratched or not. However, the drawer of the scratched table and chairs had been stuffed with dirty things after all, so it was a good idea to replace it.
Pei Youguang is a sensible person.
Xue Jing thought.
It was worth it that I gave him a lecture with such sincerity.
The four classes in the afternoon passed quickly. Xue Jing said hello to Li Ge and said that he had something to do, so he let him go first.
Then he packed up his textbooks, put on his schoolbag on one shoulder, and walked out of the third teaching building.
The Affiliated High School has three teaching buildings, one for each grade, and each grade has twenty classes.
Xue Jing came to the corridor of the second teaching building where the second graders studied. He leaned against the pillar at the door, took out his mobile phone, and watched some videos about martial arts while waiting.
He looked quite eye-catching, and when the second-year students coming out of the building saw him, they would more or less keep their eyes on him.
It didn't take long before a wealthy young man, surrounded by a group of younger brothers, came out with bandages on his nose and eyes, wrapped up like a mummy.
It was Pei Youguang.
The younger brothers next to him also had some injuries, but none as serious as Pei Youguang's.
When Pei Youguang saw Xue Jing, he was stunned for a moment, then he trotted over and said attentively, "Hey, Brother Jing, are you waiting for me?"
His performance immediately stunned the second-year students around him.
"Is this Pei Youguang?"
"Ah? Is this Pei Youguang? He's tied up like a mummy. I can't recognize him."
"Who is that person? Why does Pei Youguang seem to be... licking him?"