"Three Star Cores successfully condensed, and Flame Fist advanced to a purple skill, while also rising from LV2 to LV3. I can throw three punches in a row in a single day now. It's about time I taught the bosses of those big restaurants a proper lesson—and collected a little fee."
He Zhao rubbed his chin. After an intense internal struggle, he decided to take a shortcut after all, rather than miserably hole up in his rental apartment every day, relying on the Ancient God Gathering Star Technique to save up Free Gene Ascension Attribute Points.
"A man has to rely on himself."
That was a famous saying from the renowned International Bandit Doctor. He felt the man had made a lot of sense.
When he was little, he never paid much attention to the lines when watching movies. He had gone entirely for the beauties and the fights. In the end, after rewatching them as an adult, he discovered that although the villains in those movies did contemptible things, every single thing they said was downright educated.
"I need to think of a foolproof plan. Best to make a trip to Grandpa Li's place and learn from him."
Don't misunderstand. Proper learning.
He took ten thousand Star Coins from the basement and headed to the Department Store in the residential complex.
"Sigh, paying a visit to the old man really is a bit expensive."
Grandpa: "..."
He never stopped to think about how many skills he had free-loaded off the old man with fruit baskets and strong liquor, to the point that even the wall of the bedroom had shattered along with it.
A short while later, Building A, fifteenth floor.
Old Li looked at the familiar scene, his expression somewhat conflicted.
"Grandpa, how about a couple drinks?"
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