Jinguji Takeshi and Mitsui Shou lived in the same neighborhood, which was quite close to each other. So even though they just met today, they went home together after school.
The basketball team's training task today was not heavy. Anxi Zhengyi just tested the training results of the first-year players today. Therefore, the practice game ended around five in the evening.
Mitsui Shou had no suspicion of Budo, who was of similar age, and confessed his ambition to dominate the country. Budo also understood Mitsui Shou and appreciated his determination, and the two quickly became friends.
After returning to the community with Mitsui Shou, Wudao waved goodbye to Mitsui Shou. After watching Mitsui Shou leave, Wudao returned to his home, took a cup of water, took two sips of water, and hurried out again.
He did not forget that he still had a task to complete!
"Jinguji Budo, height 184.7cm, weight 65kg, strength: junior high school E-level, agility: junior high school A-level, body coordination: B-level."
"Destiny: mediocre."
"Daily tasks."
"Please complete 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10KM of running before 00:00 at night."
“Mission Reward: Strain Recovery Potion! (Relieve fatigue and feel relaxed!)”
"Martial Arts: Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt (Specially used to counter the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms), Level 0, Proficiency: 3/500."
Until this time, Wu Dao had time to study the golden finger he got called "Super Wu Dao System". He did not forget the daily task that needed to be completed before 00:00 at night.
"Even though we are in the world of SD, there is nothing wrong with practicing martial arts to strengthen your body."
"And the reward for this daily task should be very useful to me!"
Jinguji Budo called up the system panel, his eyes lingered on the task reward column for a long time, and then he strolled out of the community.
"Let's do sit-ups first. Although they are weak, they should have no problem completing the first three tasks if we divide them into groups."
Thinking of this, Wudao didn't care that he was at the entrance of the community and started doing push-ups directly. 100 push-ups were not too many, but not too few either. For Wudao's body, it was obviously impossible to do so many push-ups at one time, so Wudao divided it into three groups, doing more than thirty push-ups each time. Including the rest time, it only took ten minutes.
After finishing 100 push-ups, Wudao noticed that the line "Complete 100 push-ups" in the task bar had changed from black to gray.
“It looks pretty smart.”
Wu Dao noticed this and murmured, then began the tasks of squats and sit-ups. These two exercises exercised different parts of the body and the number of exercises was not large. The two exercises combined only took ten minutes.
When Wudao completed these tasks, he was already sweating profusely. After finishing these, Wudao took a step and started jogging.
In April, cherry blossoms are in full bloom. Pink petals fall from the trees in the evening breeze and blend into the blood-red sunset.
This was the first time that Wu Dao had seen such an exotic landscape in all these years. The sunset and falling cherry blossoms gave him a different feeling.
Jinguji Budo moved his legs and soon ran out of the busy streets. The bustling city and the noisy crowd were slowly moving away. The feeling of soreness in his legs became more and more intense as the distance increased.
Beads of sweat gathered on the tip of Wu Dao's nose, slid down his face as he ran, and splashed onto the ground.
Although he was very tired, Wu Dao still held his chest high, narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to the sound of the wind in his ears.
"ha!"
"snort!"
Jinguji Budou opened his mouth slightly and gasped heavily, breathing in and out rhythmically with his steps. Although he was very tired and his lungs seemed to be about to explode, Budou was still very happy.
He knew that every step he took now would bring him closer to his goal.
"Let's set a small goal first, to become the best junior high school student in the country!"
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"Huh...Huh...Huh..."
The sun had completely set, and sparse stars dotted the dark night sky. Jinguji Takeshi lay on the grass by a creek with the back of his hands on his forehead, breathing in deep gulps of fresh air.
He had also completed the 10km task, which took longer than he expected, more than two hours.
Running for such a long time gave Wu Dao a splitting headache, and he had to lie on the grass to relieve it.
Jinguji Wudao had already received the daily task reward, and he had also used the strain recovery potion. However, after using up the potion, Wudao could not feel any difference at all. His headache was still the same, and his feet were still sore.
"My cheat code seems to be fake. The mission reward is useless."
"Such a sudden high-intensity workout will make me suffer tomorrow!"
Wu Dao felt a little regretful in his heart. If he hadn't seen the words "Relieve fatigue, feel relaxed!" following the strain potion, he would never have suddenly increased his training volume to such an extent. He still understood the step-by-step approach. Unfortunately, it was a little late to say this now.
Wudao just hopes that today's sudden high-intensity training won't leave him with any hidden injuries.
After lying on the lawn for a while and his headache was relieved, Wu Dao got up and began to move his hands and feet. Just as Wu Dao was about to leave here and go home, a voice sounded from behind him.
"Hey, that guy over there, could you please wait a moment?"
Wudao looked back in the direction of the sound, and saw that four figures had appeared not far behind him. In the darkness, Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly before he could see the other party clearly.
The four men were dressed strangely, all wearing tight black leather pants and black vests with rivets on the shoulders.
The four people's clothes are surprisingly consistent. The only difference may be their hairstyles: blue crew cut, red slicked back hair, yellow afro, and green short hair.
"Social... Social people..."
Wu Dao was stunned for a long time after seeing this outfit. He hadn't seen this Shamatte style for many years. When he saw it today, how should I put it, he felt a little nostalgic, and a little... funny...
"Brother, we are a little short of money recently, so we would like to ask you to lend us some money."
The young man with a short green haircut walked towards Wudao and said with a malicious look on his face, while the other people also had a tacit understanding and quietly dispersed, surrounding Jinguji Wudao from all directions, fearing that he would escape.
"Borrow money?"
"Sorry, I don't have any money."
Wu Dao slightly staggered his feet, lowered his head slightly, observed the positions of several people with his peripheral vision, and spoke in a low voice.
"You didn't bring any money? Hahaha!"
"Then I have to confirm whether you have brought money."
As the short-haired young man in green hair finished speaking, the others gathered around Wu Dao tacitly.
"Go!" With a low shout, several people quickly rushed towards Wu Dao. Facing the siege of several people, Wu Dao didn't say a word, directly protected his face and squatted on the ground, and shouted at the same time:
"You bastards, I won't give you money even if I have it!"
When the young men heard this, they felt that their dignity was insulted. After pulling and pulling on Wu Dao's body, they didn't find the money, so they became furious and punched Wu Dao directly.
“Hiss~~~”
The short-haired young man gasped. He felt his hand hitting a wooden board. The pain from his fist made him grimace.
"Ah~key touch seven!"
And Wudao couldn't help but let out a groan. After being punched by the young man, Wudao didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt a sense of comfort, like a cool breeze in summer, which was indescribably comfortable.
Because the fatigue accumulated from the exercise disappeared a lot in this instant, the proficiency of the Golden Bell and Iron Shirt even increased from the original 3/500 to 5/500.
"This strain recovery potion actually requires a medicine primer, what a rip-off!"
Wu Dao thought so in his heart, and then stood up under the gaze of several people, looked at the short-haired young man who had just punched him, and said:
"Didn't you eat?! Push harder!"
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