The next day.
Eight in the morning.
Jiang Fu opened his eyes, feeling refreshed.
After a night of cultivation,
his progress in the Silken Rain Chapter of the Star Gazing Chart on a Rainy Night had reached 5.66%.
That was much faster than he had expected.
The spirit power he had used yesterday had fully recovered, too.
Most importantly,
Jiang Fu had made a breakthrough.
His spirit power had risen from 1,000 to 1,005.
It was only a five-point increase,
but it was a leap in quality.
Right now, Jiang Fu's Spirit Power Value was the result of Multiply by Ten.
Under normal circumstances, it would have been almost impossible to raise it.
There was only one explanation...
Extreme Dao, Star Gazing Chart on a Rainy Night!
"Not just my Spirit Power Value. My spirit power's strength seems to have improved quite a bit, too!"
"Multiply by Ten on my spirit power will end at noon tomorrow."
"Cultivating with my normal spirit power should work even better then!"
"Ah, another beautiful day!"
Jiang Fu stretched.
Without thinking, he released his spirit power.
The bed in the next room had been neatly made, but the room was empty.
Jiang Fu paused, suddenly feeling a little bereft.
But a moment later,
he found Shi Jiu downstairs in the dining room.
She was dressed in a black Hoodie and Casual Pants.
Sitting at the table, she was opening a takeaway bag.
She sensed Jiang Fu's spirit power
and turned her head slightly. "Come down and eat."
"Ah, okay."
Jiang Fu broke into a grin and hurried out of bed.
After washing up,
he took a matching Hoodie and Casual Pants from his wardrobe and put them on.
When Shi Jiu saw him come downstairs,
she said, a little embarrassed, "I can't cook, so you'll have to put up with takeaway."
If she insisted on cooking herself, she would only be putting him in danger.
Jiang Fu looked at the simple spread of Century Egg Porridge and Baozi on the table.
He smiled. "Takeaway tastes pretty good, too."
Shi Jiu took a sip of the porridge.
Her little face scrunched up. "It doesn't taste good at all."
Well...
It wasn't that the food was bad. Jiang Fu had spoiled her palate.
After eating his cooking,
how could she stomach anything else?
Jiang Fu stood up.
Under Shi Jiu's puzzled gaze, he went into the kitchen.
Before long,
Cold King Crab Legs and Shrimp with Broccoli appeared on the dining table.
Shi Jiu's eyes lit up.
She quickly picked up a shrimp and popped it into her mouth. "Now this is good!"
Jiang Fu smiled, sat down at the table, and started on his porridge.
Cooking Skill Multiply by Ten.
Cooking Speed Multiply by Ten.
Deliciousness Multiply by Ten.
For Jiang Fu, cooking took hardly any effort.
"By the way, how are you feeling?"
Jiang Fu looked at the girl sitting across from him.
With a shrimp in her mouth, Shi Jiu replied a little indistinctly, "I'm completely healed."
"I thought the poison would take at least ten days, maybe half a month, to leave my body."
"But it's been less than two days, and it's gone."
"It's as if my Anti-Toxin Ability suddenly shot up."
Jiang Fu lowered his head, burying his face over his bowl of century egg and lean pork porridge.
"...I'm glad you're okay. That's what matters."
"An improvement in your Anti-Toxin Ability is a good thing."
"At least you won't get poisoned again."
Shi Jiu nodded thoughtfully.
Nine in the morning.
At an intersection somewhere in the city.
Shi Jiu looked at Jiang Fu and said with concern, "If anything unexpected happens, call me immediately."
"I'll get there as fast as I can."
Jiang Fu waved a hand and smiled. "I'll be fine. I'm going there to play Sixth Brother, not to pick a fight."
Shi Jiu patted him on the shoulder.
"All right, then. I'll get going."
With that, she waved to Jiang Fu and disappeared around the corner.
Jiang Fu watched her leave.
Then he headed in another direction.
Bin City Ninth Martial Artist Hospital.
Both its surroundings and its medical facilities were far superior to those of Jiang City Ninth People's Hospital.
At this hour of the morning,
there weren't many people around.
But nearly all of them were martial artists brimming with Blood Energy.
Ordinary people were rarely seen.
The Inpatient Department.
With his spirit power covering a hundred-meter radius,
Jiang Fu soon located Guo Fangdong, Ge Yanxia, and Guo Xiaofeng.
"Hm?"
Suddenly,
Jiang Fu felt a slight twitch between his brows.
He had noticed a middle-aged man.
The man wore a hospital gown and was taking a walk in the hospital garden.
Through his spirit power,
Jiang Fu could clearly sense ripples like water around the man's body.
They covered an area a little over twenty meters across.
"Spirit power!"
"A Psychic Master!"
At this martial artist hospital in District Nine, Jiang Fu had finally encountered another Psychic Master.
However,
while Jiang Fu could sense the man's spirit power with his own,
the distinguished-looking middle-aged Psychic Master, who was clearly someone important,
seemed completely unaware of Jiang Fu's spirit power.
My spirit power is clearly stronger than his.
Is this what it's like for Shi Jiu when she looks at me...?
Jiang Fu set the thought aside.
He sat down on a bench outside the inpatient building.
With his spirit power, he observed the family of three.
Inside the Senior VIP Ward on the sixth floor,
Guo Xiaofeng, covered in tubes, was throwing a furious tantrum.
He drove out the caregiver who had been looking after him.
Jiang Fu rubbed his chin.
This really is a martial artist hospital. Its medical facilities are incredible.
They even managed to treat that...
Under Jiang Fu's spirit-power scan,
Guo Xiaofeng's condition was still somewhat absurd,
but he was getting better.
In a few months, he would likely have recovered enough to leave the hospital.
I wonder what they did with those ten things.
Did they cut them off, or just leave them there...?
In the two neighboring Senior VIP Wards,
Ge Yanxia and Guo Fangdong were in much worse shape.
Guo Fangdong in particular
had thick tubes inserted all over his body.
He had swollen so much he looked several sizes rounder.
Downstairs, Jiang Fu sat wearing a Duckbill Cap and a black face mask.
He had no intention of going up to confront the family of three.
Keep multiplying their blood sugar, blood lipids, and blood pressure by ten? That's no fun.
Let's try something more exciting!
Jiang Fu fixed his spirit power on Guo Xiaofeng.
At that moment,
Guo Xiaofeng was swearing under his breath
as he chatted with someone on his phone.
"Leg Quantity Multiply by Ten. Five seconds."
Whoosh!
The next instant,
Guo Xiaofeng's body went rigid.
Disbelief flashed through his eyes.
Then, ever so slowly, he lifted the blanket covering his legs.
Guo Xiaofeng stared at the twenty legs fanning out from his lower body like a peacock's tail.
He rubbed his eyes hard.
Trembling, he tried moving a leg.
Then—
One leg moved.
Two legs moved...
All twenty legs moved at once.
"Aaaah! Aaaah!"
"My legs! My legs! My legs!"
"My legs! My legs!"
"Aaaah! My legs! Twenty legs! How did I grow twenty legs?!"
"Help! Help me!!!"
Guo Xiaofeng froze for a moment.
Then he began wailing at the top of his lungs.
He practically rolled off the bed.
He slammed the call button in his hospital room over and over.
Before long,
a nurse hurried in.
"Sir! Please get back into bed!"
By then,
the tubes attached to Guo Xiaofeng had all come loose.
Yellowish blood spurted
from the needle holes like water from a squirt gun.
Three nurses who had rushed over at the call jumped in fright.
They scrambled to help him back into bed.
Guo Xiaofeng cried, "My legs! I've grown twenty legs! Twenty!"
The three nurses exchanged looks.
Then they stared at Guo Xiaofeng as though he'd lost his mind.
"Sir, you only have two legs. Where are you seeing twenty?"
Guo Xiaofeng blinked. "Two legs?"
"It really is just two... Was I seeing things?"
All three nurses put hands to their foreheads.
After calming Guo Xiaofeng down for a while, they left the room.
Jiang Fu used his Spirit Power to watch the nurses leave.
He silently calculated how long it had taken them to arrive and how far they had come.
Then...
"Head Multiplied by Ten, for ten seconds."
Guo Xiaofeng sat on the bed, breathing hard.
Suddenly, his neck grew heavy.
His upper body tipped sideways, and he toppled over.
Disbelief filled Guo Xiaofeng's twenty eyes as he reached up with both hands and shakily felt his heads.
"Aaaaaah!!"
"Heads! Heads! Heads!!!"
"Somebody—help me!!"
"I've grown so many heads!!!"
Then he rolled over
and fell off the bed again.
He began hammering the call button beside it.
By the time the three nurses rushed in again,
Guo Xiaofeng's head had returned to normal.
Now
he was on his hands and knees, frantically pounding the call button.
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