Until the end of get out of class, Garen hadn't decided what attribute to add to it. Since then, he has completely believed that this natural ability is real.
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Suddenly, there was a clear and crisp electric bell for the end of get out of class. The etiquette teacher put away the box and strode out of the classroom, the classroom suddenly turned from silence to noise.
Garen was lying on the table with a violent shock, straightened up and let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly his stomach deflated, and he quickly covered it with his hands. An unprecedented hunger surged up from my stomach.
Garen leaned down and looked around, but found that no one had noticed him, then reached out his hand to feel in his trouser pocket, and grabbed out a few light blue banknotes with numbers like 1 and 5 on them. Counting carefully, he frowned slightly.
"The pocket money is only fifteen yuan, and I'm afraid it won't be enough for a week. Also, I obviously came here after eating breakfast. When my potential reached 100%, I suddenly felt hungry. See It turns out that this potential is not only absorbed from jewelry, but also related to my own digestive essence."
Snapped.
Suddenly he was tapped on the shoulder from behind. "Garon, is it still the same place for lunch?" A young boy's voice came from behind.
Garen turned his head and saw a fair-skinned boy with short hair and freckles pressing on his shoulder with a smile. "What old position?"
"The one by the window?" The boy's name is Carledo, and he is one of the boys in the class who is a little familiar with Garen.
"I ate the jasmine tea set last weekend. I don't know what it is today?" Another boy leaned over and whispered, "If there is that special dark purple jam, I'll order that."
"Okay, I'll go buy goat milk, and give me all the money, five yuan per person." Carledo stretched out his hand and spread it out. All the students in the class have the habit of drinking hot goat milk before lunch, and almost most of them are no exception.
As soon as Carledo opened his hands, more than a dozen people gathered around him, and a large pile of five-yuan banknotes were all placed in his hands. "I want it!" "Mine." "And me." A group of people didn't know where they were just now, but as soon as they heard that someone was willing to take it, a bunch of them appeared immediately.
Calledo hurriedly collected the money and counted it. "There are twelve Galleons in total, don't you want milk? I just happened to go buy something else, and I'll bring it to you by the way."
"No need, you know I don't like drinking goat's milk." Garen quickly refused. He pretended to be indifferent, but in fact he had no money in his pocket. Even if he liked it, he could only say that he didn't like it. Gotta use it for something else. And Garen used to use this reason all the time to prevaricate, so he followed suit.
Unexpectedly, Carredo really thought he didn't like it. "It's okay, you can buy a box and try it, it tastes very good, anyway, I'll bring it here for you, what are you afraid of."
"No, I really don't like it." Garen refused repeatedly.
"Try it, it's fine!"
"I really don't like to drink, you can drink!"
"Okay then," Carledo shrugged helplessly, turned around and trotted away from the classroom.
After a while, the students who were chatting together were all holding a white box of goat's milk and drinking slowly. Garen had no choice but to pretend to concentrate on studying, and lowered his head to read and take notes. During this period of time, the intensity of exercise has increased, and the living expenses provided by the family have long been insufficient. Now as soon as I smell the aroma of hot milk, my stomach starts to growl again. Fortunately, the surrounding chatter was loud enough that no one could hear it.
He shook his head speechlessly, shaking his head, and suddenly he glanced at the girl Effie on the right side.
This guy happened to be just like him, pretending to be studying with his head down, but his stomach was unnaturally retracted to prevent his stomach from making any noise.
Effie seemed to have noticed his gaze, and looked this way too. The two looked at each other, and they both blushed, as if they understood that the other was in the same situation as themselves. A sense of sympathy suddenly rose between the two of them.
After drinking the goat's milk, Garen followed a group of boys, talking and laughing, and went downstairs to the cafeteria in the center.
The cafeteria is located in the middle of the entire college, surrounded by countless student dormitories. It happens to be in the shape of a black cube with entrances and exits on all sides. A large number of students came in and out, and when they walked outside, they could smell the sweetness of bread and cakes, as well as the noise of students.
Garen and the boys ate the free meals before finally suppressing the hunger in his stomach.
Following the people who went out, they exited the cafeteria. Garen looked up at the sunny weather, and the bright sun shone on his face with a burning sensation. "As expected of a key school in the top 100 in the Federation, in Huaishan City where I am, the food at Shengying Middle School is probably the best. The classes in the afternoon are different, and school ends at 3 o'clock. It's just right to go there for a test Let's see if my abilities are useful."
Looking again at the five reddish attributes below his field of vision, a glint of anticipation appeared in Garen's eyes. In my mind, I recalled the map of the country I had recited before. "In addition, I have to check the specific situation around me." Thinking of this, he looked left and right, chose a direction with few people, walked directly in stride, and quickly got into the gap between the houses and disappeared.
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In the afternoon, the orange-red sun slanted on the entire surface of Huaishan City, dyeing a large group of buildings of different heights into a bright red, and some towering buildings with pointed domes also reflected a mirror-like luster. The breeze blew past, bringing up gusts of warm wind.
In the north of the city, at the end of the street on the left side of the famous St. Oriole College, stands a wide courtyard with gray mahogany and white wood. There are simple houses in front of the courtyard, and two huge playgrounds in the back.
In the corner of the yellow playground on the left, under the shade of trees, some boys in yellow suits were beating each of the wooden posts, and the sound of knocking was endless. A young man in white clothes walked among the teenagers with his hands up and down, correcting irregular movements from time to time.
The shade of the tree approached the outside, and one of the boys in yellow clothes on the far side, with purple hair and wine-red eyes, was Jia Long who came over after school from St. Orioles College.
This is an ordinary martial arts gym near Shengying Academy, which specializes in teaching some basic martial arts skills.
He and two boys in the same class in the college came to this martial arts gym to study on impulse, and the reason was only because they saw the physical fitness of these martial arts apprentices and wanted to exercise their bodies.
At this moment, Garen was tapping the stake in front of him lightly every time. The wooden stake is flush with a person, and the whole body is dark yellow. The surface is covered with a layer of yellow rubber, so it won't hurt your hands at all when you hit it.
After hitting for a while, he stopped for a while to rest. "Garon in my memory has mediocre talent, but he has worked hard to learn these. He has also practiced a set of basic fighting skills in Baiyun Martial Arts. It's just that his physical talent is really poor. In the world of supernatural powers, if you are not physically fit, you will be blind." Supporting the thick cylindrical wooden stake, Garen panted lightly, organizing his thoughts. "In the Baiyun Martial Arts Gym, the master basically can't see anyone. Those who usually teach fighting skills are usually disciples of the master's disciples. These disciples have very solid basic skills. And the one who taught us" Garen's eyes fell on the front and he was walking towards himself On the young man in white clothes. "One is this Roja, and the other is a girl named Shamanla."
"I'm already very proficient at learning basic fighting skills, but my physique is too poor, so I don't get attention at all." Gallon had a certain plan in mind.
With a plan in mind, he also began to continue exercising according to the physical instinct in his memory.
A few minutes later, in the distance of the playground, a black-haired ponytail girl in white clothes walked over quickly and whispered a few words to the young man Roja who was standing among the students. Roja simply walked towards the exit of the playground, where there seemed to be someone standing there waiting for him.
The ponytail girl was dressed in white, but it was Shamanla who replaced Roja as the professor. Most of the students were familiar with it, and no one had any doubts.
Garen glanced at Shamanla.
Her slender legs are her biggest feature. She has a tall figure, a slender waist, a charming face, and fair skin. When she constantly demonstrates the correct movements, she moves violently.
Many boys who were practicing peeked at her from time to time, and some of them seemed to work harder when hitting the wooden stakes.
A male student made a mistake on purpose, but Shamanla found out, laughed and scolded the boy and gave him a slap in the face.
"Sure enough, it is the most comfortable treatment for us to be taught by Shamanla," the two male students next to us muttered in a low voice.
Garen was speechless. "I managed to save money to practice boxing, not to see beautiful women"
"Okay, pick two people to start one-on-one practice, and then rank, as usual, the five people with the lowest rank will be responsible for cleaning the playground." Shamanla's voice suddenly amplified.
Garen's movements also slowly stopped, and he pressed one hand on the soft rubber stake.
In the martial arts hall, they have to practice and rank every day. Garen's original results have always been within the range of cleaning the playground at the end, and only occasionally can he win easily. Among their group of twenty students, they were considered the worst group.
As soon as Garen heard that ranking sparring was about to start, his eyes immediately fell on one of the girls with short silver hair. He lost to this girl last time, and he just entered the clean ranking range again.
The girl didn't pay attention to his gaze, she just concentrated on chatting with the female companion beside her, laughing easily from time to time.
Shamanla glanced at all the students, looked at everyone's slowly warm eyes, and nodded slightly unconsciously. "Although the basic fighting in my Baiyun martial arts school is very simple, the effect is not bad. After training and mastering, it can make an ordinary person explode in an instant close to 1.5 times his original explosive strength. However, depending on the foundation of these students, the basic fighting There are only five people who are proficient in training. After observing for a while, if there are no other people, we can only select two from these five people, teach better fighting skills, and become elite students."
She knows very well that no matter how much you practice the basic fighting skills, the strongest explosive skill is 1.5 times stronger. The training effect is also very limited, and it is also very difficult to practice. Only those who really like to practice martial arts and have a firm heart People can really bother to practice. The rest are just people with weak hearts in martial arts. Most martial arts gyms use this method to detect good seedlings and then cultivate them.
While Garen continued to review the basic fighting skills and moved his body, he focused on the five attribute symbols below his field of vision before he started.
"I can definitely use the basic fighting skills to exercise my body, plus the assistance of increasing attributes to accelerate growth. In this way, the two overlap. I believe no one can be faster than me! I just don't know how much this attribute point bonus is. kind of."
He carefully felt the symbols in his vision one by one. Strength 0.31, Dexterity 0.22, Constitution 0.27, Intelligence 0.32. Potential 100%. Attention flowed through the five options one by one, but still no message memory was activated, Garen stopped in disappointment.
"Okay, ready to start sparring." Shamanla's voice came over.
(end of this chapter)