Too Weak, Resuming Body Cultivation (Part 2)

A rumor swept through the entire Trash Class like a storm.

Black Hand Hungry Tiger, Teng Chaoguo, had been defeated by an incredibly powerful senior. This senior wasn't just loyal and stood up for the class; he was also fiercely righteous and extremely hardcore. Not only did he defeat Teng Chaoguo's entire clique of five with ease, emerging completely unharmed, but after leaving the black toilet, he suddenly felt that two hits weren't enough to quell public outrage. He turned back and shoved Teng Chaoguo into the urine bucket again.

Shoved into the urine bucket! Everyone, this is too hardcore!

As soon as the third class ended, a large crowd of students rushed to the entrance of Class 28, eager to catch a glimpse of the hardcore senior.

But they were met with disappointment.

Where was the iron-blooded true man, Shi Tiexin? He was in the dormitory area, washing clothes. After all, the black toilet already reeked, and then Teng Chaoguo had thrashed about, causing the ammonia concentration to become so high it was enough to make one dizzy. Smelling himself, he realized he'd picked up the odor and decided to wash his clothes.

Since the third class was geography, which he couldn't understand at all, Shi Tiexin didn't care about skipping class. He just ambled back to the dormitory area.

It was a good opportunity to sort through his belongings and see if there were any hidden gems.

The results were both pleasing and concerning.

The pleasing part was obvious: all sorts of Heart Arts manuals were present. This included his geography and history textbooks. He initially thought they were useless, but they turned out to be basic Natural History Heart Arts manuals.

Natural History, as it's called, refers to the study of extensive knowledge and the ability to discern and understand a wide range of things. Simply put, it's knowing everything from astronomy to geography, from ancient times to the present. Even more simply, it's a common sense class. It wasn't surprising that the geography and history books were recognized by the system as "Natural History" manuals.

There was also a subject called "Politics." Its textbook was recognized by the system as "Rhetoric," but it occupied a much smaller portion of the basic Rhetoric curriculum than the "Language Arts" textbook. Shi Tiexin flipped through it briefly, then nodded in understanding. It was indeed a study of how to speak, so he didn't pay it much further attention.

The number of Auxiliary Cultivation Manuals also exceeded Shi Tiexin's expectations. Large auxiliary cultivation manuals were piled up in his luggage, making him dizzy. He picked one up in his left hand and another in his right, thoroughly enjoying himself.

But as mentioned before, most of these contained content for the second and third layers of Heart Arts, which he couldn't use at all. It seemed that the matter of obtaining elementary school textbooks and workbooks was urgent and he needed to find a way to get them as soon as possible.

After washing his clothes and organizing his books, Shi Tiexin took some time to clean himself up. Feeling refreshed, he headed out, intending to return to class.

However, as he walked towards the Key Class dormitory area, Shi Tiexin had a sudden thought. He made a turn and headed straight for his old dormitory building. The reason was simple: from some dissolved memories, he knew that there was something in the Key Class dormitory area that he desperately needed right now.

Before long, Shi Tiexin entered the first-floor lobby of the dormitory building. The item was placed in the center of the lobby for anyone to use. It had a square base, topped with a black, non-slip cover. On one side, a cylindrical rod, over a meter tall, rose up, topped with a plate-sized dial.

That's right, it was a very, very old-fashioned weight scale!

Shi Tiexin had never seen such an old-fashioned scale before, but he couldn't be picky given his current circumstances, so he decided to make do with it. Another consciousness informed him how to use it. Shi Tiexin took off his shoes and stepped onto the scale.

Creak! The old scale groaned under his weight, and the pointer trembled unstably, showing no signs of settling down anytime soon. Shi Tiexin decided to do something else while he waited. He reached out and pulled a black stick next to the scale.

Clatter, clatter, the three-sectioned measuring stick extended piece by piece. It was an old-fashioned height rod. At the top of the rod was a duckbill-like structure that, when opened, was theoretically parallel to the ground. But this height rod was shaky, and nowhere near precise, fluctuating by two or three centimeters up and down.

Shi Tiexin found it both novel and interesting. After fiddling with it for a while, he finally figured out how to use the extremely old-fashioned height rod. Standing up straight, the duckbill touched the top of his head. Shi Tiexin lowered his head to look at the measured result.

Height: One meter ninety-three.

One meter ninety-three... Even accounting for the inaccuracy of the ruler and the slight fluctuation, it was at most one meter ninety-five. Shi Tiexin muttered to himself, unable to help but say, "A bit short..."

The janitor sweeping nearby couldn't help but glance at Shi Tiexin. Comparing their heights, this guy was almost two heads taller than him, and he still thought he was short?

Then Shi Tiexin looked at the scale again. The pointer had been trembling for a long time before finally stabilizing, pointing to a number.

Weight: Eighty-five kilograms.

"Too light!"

The janitor rolled his eyes and walked away.

Shi Tiexin paid no mind to the janitor and continued to ponder. His height of one meter ninety-three was acceptable, but the weight of eighty-five kilograms was something Shi Tiexin could not accept. With such a low weight, wasn't he as thin as a bean sprout? Was his body malnourished?

He remembered that earlier, when he threw his left punch, he suddenly felt the force was much lower than he expected. He should have sent the opponent flying two meters away with a single punch, completely finishing him off. Instead, the guy just stumbled and was able to get back up. So that was the root cause!

At that moment, Shi Tiexin muttered "So weak," and he wasn't referring to Teng Chaoguo, but himself.

If he had his original physical condition, dealing with these five amateurs wouldn't have been so troublesome. One punch each would have been enough to incapacitate them. It was precisely because he discovered his punching power was unexpectedly low that Shi Tiexin changed his methods. He used intimidation and aerial maneuvers to deal with that fatty.

If that fatty had withstood his punch and blocked the doorway, and the others had swarmed him, then Teng Chaoguo wouldn't have been able to drink urine today.

No, this wouldn't do. This body was too weak. Even his Excellent-grade basic punching technique couldn't unleash its full power.

He had to cultivate his essence and strengthen himself, rebuilding the foundation of his Strength Arts!

He was, after all, Excellent in the basic Essence Cultivation Technique!

Thank you all for your recommendation votes! Shou Shou has been working overtime recently and will even be on duty on New Year's Eve. However, even while on duty, I will write the chapters in advance to keep you company during the New Year.