Frieren, Your Senior Disciple's Filial Devotion Has Turned Awry, and He Does as He Pleases
Chapter 105

Pension

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In the first year after the Little Fool left, Li Yan began to study how to improve his physique. His physique had not improved for some time. In the past, even with daily exercise, he would have a noticeable feeling of increased strength. But recently, no matter how intensely Li Yan exercised, his body remained in a strange state and could not make any progress.

With this in mind, Li Yan disguised himself as a rookie Warrior and began his Warrior journey, while also searching for magic related to lifespan and Goddess Magic.

Over the past few centuries, he had indeed sought out several spells that could extend lifespan, but those only added a few minutes to lifespan and were limited to once a month. All in all, even a few extra minutes of lifespan per month required a considerable amount of Mana, and the restriction also required the user to have a year of lifespan. Although Li Yan possessed Immortality and his lifespan consumption was equivalent to 0, magic was an exchange of equal value. After using the Lifespan Magic, Li Yan only felt that his body had become much weaker.

Li Yan didn't know if her lifespan had been reduced, but she had definitely consumed a lot of her physical strength. Although it was only the physical strength from one workout, it still made Li Yan somewhat disappointed with this Lifespan Magic.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue followed Li Yan closely. Although hundreds of years had passed in this world, they did not feel out of touch with the times while following Li Yan.

Although their bodies are mechanical, they are not much different from before. Their skin is still soft, and they look the same as before. What they like even more is that they are no longer weak humans. Although they are just Mechanical Maids, Li Yan has installed a combat system on them. They can fire about a hundred Mana particle ray attacks. Their mechanical bodies are equipped with the combat experience of advanced Warriors and can activate an automatic combat stance.

In the Royal Capital, Li Yan, disguised as a young and handsome Warrior, began searching for prey. He was extremely familiar with the powerful old guys in the Royal Capital, those old buddies who had fought countless life-and-death battles against the Demons, and he had written them all down in his notebook.

Having become acquainted with them under a pseudonym, Li Yan knew their preferences very well. With a young and powerful body appearing before them, Li Yan didn't believe they wouldn't be tempted. They would likely approach him intentionally or unintentionally, revealing everything they had learned in their lives.

Li Yan only started using this method of secretly learning Warrior techniques in recent decades. Compared to his own haphazard attempts at physical training, the combat experience and physical training methods of those old guys enlightened Li Yan.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Xue, the first target has appeared. You two leave first, let me use my perfect body to lure that old guy over."

Li Yan looked at Old York, who was sitting in a daze in the square, and a smug look appeared on his face. As an old comrade-in-arms, Li Yan knew Old York's achievements. He fought hundreds of Demons alone. When he encountered the Demons general, he killed him at the cost of sacrificing an arm. Although his overall strength was not as good as Li Yan's, his rich combat experience and insights were something that Li Yan desperately wanted. The teachings of an old hand were extremely delicious.

Xiao Wu and Xiao Xue nodded obediently, and the two girls walked hand in hand toward the ice cream cart in the square. The fifth-generation Mechanical Magic Puppet possessed a unique human taste system and could taste the icy and sweet flavors of ice cream.

Li Yan then took off his clothes and began doing push-ups in the square. His powerful muscles, gleaming in the sun, were perfectly shaped with flowing lines. Many Noble young women passing by couldn't help but sway their legs. This young man in the prime of his life had such impressive assets. Not only did he have eight-pack abs, but his face was even more handsome than that of a typical young idol. His delicate features were like a work of art meticulously sculpted by a Goddess, and his strong arms and back gave a sense of security. He was simply a rare gem.

Not only the Noble young women passing by, but also the men on dates with their girlfriends couldn't help but stop and linger. Those full, muscular lines were simply the lifelong pursuit of every man. Not too big, not too small, beautiful and perfect muscles—a beauty that had lasted for two and a half years.

Old York, who was sitting in the square in a daze, was attracted by Li Yan, who was surrounded by the crowd. His huge blood energy, perfect muscles, and resolute eyes showed that he was a born Warrior with a divine body. He was like a work of art. It would be a waste not to use such a body to fight against the Demons.

There was no time to hesitate. Old York jogged toward the crowd. He wasn't just wandering around the square today out of boredom. He had arranged to meet with some comrades-in-arms, and the square was the agreed-upon location. He wanted to teach them his proud insights as Warrior before they arrived, so that his life wouldn't have been in vain.

After finishing his push-up workout, Li Yan sat down to meditate and reflect. Old York pretended to walk by casually and began to talk about the Warrior's training experience and some random combat insights.

Li Yan listened attentively to Old York's insights on life and combat. Although he already understood some of the points, listening to Old York's aged voice deepened Li Yan's understanding.

Old York's words, tinged with reminiscence, resonated deeply with Li Yan. The passersby around them listened in utter confusion, as if they were hearing gibberish. They all looked at Old York with the eyes of someone who was crazy, as if the old man was suffering from dementia.

Old York shared all his life insights, looking expectantly at Li Yan, who was meditating with his eyes closed. Watching Li Yan's body move, he smiled with satisfaction. His life had not been in vain; his insights had successfully helped a promising young man.

"York, you old geezer, you're actually here."

Several elderly men with canes approached Old York with smiles on their faces. The moment they saw Li Yan beside Old York, their eyes widened. It was a meaning that only the older generation of Warriors could understand. The body in front of them was not just a body, but the hope for the future. A born fighting saint body. He was so young, yet his physique had already reached a state beyond that of ordinary people. He was simply a genius.

"A beautiful jade! A beautiful jade, a piece of unpolished jade indeed."

"Whose handsome young man is this? Do you have a beautiful wife at home? I have a granddaughter, eighteen years old this year, with a face that brings good fortune to her husband. Young man, would you like to get to know her?"

"Get lost! Don't bring up that short, scrawny girl from your family. Young man, my granddaughter is as thin as a bamboo pole, as beautiful as tofu, as flavorful as milk tea, and as crisp as a potato chip. Would you like to meet her?"

Several elderly men surrounded Li Yan, chattering about their own granddaughters and daughters, with one even bringing up his own grandson.

"You old folks shouldn't hold back this promising young man. If you want to pass on your life's wisdom, then do it properly. I've already fulfilled my wish for the rest of my life, and I'll enjoy life from now on. His Majesty the King is exceptionally kind to us old Warriors; we have plenty to eat and drink, and we even have pensions."

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