Drawing

Progress +1

Sanshou: Proficient (39%)

An hour later.

A panel notification appeared, and Chen Feng, soaked through, stopped practicing.

Sweat slid down his face and chin, his black short-sleeved shirt clinging stickily to his skin.

"Grains of sand build a tower; rivers flow into the sea."

He murmured to himself, his eyes brightening slightly.

Although his talent was lacking, as long as he put in some effort, he could still improve bit by bit.

It might not seem like much, but over time, it could save him some Limit Break points.

Then, taking the opportunity, he rested and caught his breath.

He walked over, picked up a gray sports bottle, and gulped down water.

Gulp! Gulp!

A refreshing feeling washed over him, as though all his exhaustion had been carried away.

"Tsk, tsk, done already?"

Lin Hao had just finished a set of bodyweight exercises as well. He gently set down the twenty-kilogram bell jar in his hand.

"You didn't see Coach Lu's expression just now. It was like a glowing light bulb."

"I'd bet you've definitely caught his special attention now."

Lin Hao spoke sourly. Chen Feng paused, glanced over, and saw Coach Lu correcting the movements of the other trainees.

He did not refute it. Of course, he knew Coach Lu valued him highly.

But—

"Still not enough."

"A Core Disciple is what I want."

The thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly resumed practicing his punches.

"Freak. Don't you ever get tired?"

Lin Hao's face was full of envy, unaware that Chen Feng's physique was already worlds apart from before.

Time passed, and more than half an hour later, the class ended.

Chen Feng took a quick shower. After changing clothes, he suddenly felt inspired and deliberately went up to the second floor.

Bang!!

His fist shot out, producing a dull explosive thud.

An astonishing number appeared on the Punch Force Tester's screen.

100 kg!

The strength level of an Amateur Fifth Rank.

"As expected, my punching force has reached one hundred kilograms now."

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction.

Perception Talent only allowed him to roughly estimate his own strength within a range. It was not precise enough.

That was why he had specifically come to test it.

After glancing at the sparsely populated, nearly empty area around him, he quickly turned and left the Martial Arts Hall.

Faintly, he heard several startled cries rise one after another.

"Ding-dong!"

"Welcome."

Walking into the supermarket, Chen Feng heard a mechanical prompt.

Seeing his surprise, Aunt He, who was standing by the checkout counter waiting to change shifts, smiled and quickly explained, "It was installed today."

"Little Liu said this is popular now. Other supermarkets are all doing it this way, so we should learn from them."

Chen Feng understood.

Before long, they finished handing over the shift. Li Hongxia arrived right on time again with her daughter.

"Sister Zhang, sorry we're late."

"Hey, there's still one minute left. You're not late."

As they spoke, Chen Feng looked at the two of them.

Li Hongxia was still wearing her yellow delivery uniform, with quite a bit of sweat on her face. She had clearly rushed over in a panic.

Xu Yao stood obediently beside her. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans.

The knees had been washed somewhat pale. She quickly greeted everyone on her own initiative.

"Ah, Xiao Yao is such a good girl."

Before leaving, Aunt He smiled and rubbed her head, then tucked a box of candy into her arms.

"Sister He, this—"

"Oh, I just think Xiao Yao's well-behaved. It's only a box of candy."

"Thank Sister He. Xiao Yao, hurry and thank Auntie."

"Thank you, Aunt He."

"Such a good girl. I'll be off now. Take your time with work."

Amid a burst of laughter, Aunt He drove away again in her Flying Speed Brand Black Car.

Chen Feng withdrew his gaze, sensing something.

He turned his head and happened to Exchange a Look with Xu Yao, who had been peeking at him.

At once, she averted her eyes and shrank back slightly.

She quickly carried her backpack to the sofa area behind the shelves and lowered her head to work on her homework.

"This little girl..."

Feeling puzzled, Chen Feng could not figure out whether he somehow looked like he was going to eat her.

He did not get an answer, because he soon saw Liu Fang arrive.

Beside her was a well-dressed, pot-bellied middle-aged man, along with two large-framed bodyguards in Suits.

"Xiaofeng, come. Let me introduce you."

"This is the owner of our supermarket, President Zhang, Zhang Guohui. He came specifically to see you."

After the explanation and introductions, and seeing the middle-aged man's gentle smile again, Chen Feng understood what had happened.

The incident in which he stopped the hooligans from committing robbery had greatly impressed the supermarket owner.

However, since he had not been in the city at the time, he had first asked Liu Fang to give Chen Feng material assistance and a reward.

He had happened to return today and was passing by, so he came to visit.

"Young man, you're very impressive. You look like an upright person."

"Thanks to you, our company avoided losses."

The middle-aged man smilingly offered a few words of encouragement. Chen Feng mostly just nodded in response.

Then, the man noticed Li Hongxia and her daughter as well. He went over and sat with them for a while, asking about the employees' lives.

"You've worked hard. I've seen everything you've contributed to Yong Le Fu. Once I get back, I'll establish an internal fund to help support employees' lives."

"Is this your daughter? She's quite well-behaved."

"Hmm? This little girl is very talented. Her drawing is quite good."

President Zhang suddenly said something, leaving both Chen Feng and Li Hongxia slightly stunned.

Drawing?

Turning to look, they saw an open workbook on the table in the middle of the sofa area.

Its contents were visible. Against a black-and-white supermarket backdrop, a strong young man had subdued two faceless criminals with one hand.

"This..."

Chen Feng looked at Xu Yao. She had her head lowered, her face flushed red, both hands tugging at the corners of her clothes as she stood beside Li Hongxia, seeming nervous and uneasy.

In an Instant, Chen Feng understood.

No wonder she had not dared look at him. So this was what it was about.

Unable to decide whether to laugh or cry, he did not think much about how she had imagined such a scene.

After all, Aunt Zhang liked gossiping and chatting. She had definitely told them about what happened that night in private.

"Hongxia, this little girl is so talented. You have to nurture her properly."

"Maybe someday, Nanjiang City will produce a great painter too."

Then, amid a round of cheerful teasing, Zhang Guohui sat for a while longer before casually leaving with his bodyguards.

Chen Feng glanced at his car, a long sedan with a Flying Eagle Emblem on its front.

Lailaosi, a luxury car brand of the Platinum Federation.

"President Zhang has many businesses. Aside from our Yong Le Fu chain supermarkets, he also runs two food companies."

"His personal visit this time has brought quite a bit of honor to our branch."

Liu Fang smiled as she said a few words from the side. Chen Feng and Li Hongxia neither agreed nor disagreed, merely nodding.

Then, their ordinary work continued. Liu Fang left, and the two of them returned to their posts.

Customers came and went. The sky gradually darkened, and night fell like ink.

Chen Feng stood behind the checkout counter. Before long, he saw Xu Yao walk over with her head lowered and slip a sheet of paper to him.