With the help of the original owner's memories, Qin Mu learned quickly, and his punching power improved significantly.
After a full day of repeated experimentation, his best punch-force test result was 786 kg, while his speed reached 25.26 m/s.
Compared to the original owner's previous best results, his strength had increased by around 30 kg, while his speed had already met the minimum requirement for a Pre-warrior.
The original owner had always been good at speed and had only been a hair's breadth away from the Pre-warrior requirement.
"My punch force has indeed improved a little, and my speed has already met the requirement.
Unfortunately, my injuries haven't healed yet. Otherwise, my results could have been even better."
Qin Mu was quite satisfied. Although his strength had only increased by 30 kg, it meant that his power really had improved.
He sensed the larva at home, which was still continuously feeding.
"Once the Zerg larva metamorphoses into a Worker Bug, its strength will be fed back to me. Reaching 900 kg isn't impossible."
Qin Mu's heart burned with anticipation.
However, this test had also revealed a serious problem.
Although he had inherited all of the original owner's memories after transmigrating, he had only been an ordinary person in his previous life and had never undergone training.
Coupled with the lingering injuries in his body, his movements always ended up distorted.
Simply put, his mind knew how to do it, but his body did not.
And this was only the simple method of exerting force when throwing a punch.
Footwork and spear techniques were even more complex, so they would probably be much worse.
There was only one solution: practice. Repeated practice, until it became the body's instinct.
"I need to quickly familiarize myself with Force Application, footwork, spear techniques, and the rest during this period."
Qin Mu would never allow himself to meet the physical requirements, only to be eliminated because his foundation was too poor to bring out his full ability.
He did not test his strength or speed again.
As for neural reaction speed, there was no need to test it to know that it would be awful. Qin Mu decided to practice his spear techniques and footwork first, then test himself once he had become more familiar with them.
He walked to the weapon room beside the training hall.
Pushing open the door, he entered the weapon room, where a huge assortment of weapons was displayed: sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hammers, and all eighteen kinds of weapons.
Each weapon was further divided into various types. Spears, for example, included flower spears, heavy spears, double spears, double-headed spears, hook-and-sickle spears, and more.
The original owner had practiced spear techniques.
Following his memories, Qin Mu picked up a spear he had often used in the past.
It was a Po Jun 2 Series spear. The entire weapon was forged from a special alloy, its shaft rigid yet somewhat flexible.
Qin Mu was 182 cm tall, and this spear was slightly taller than him.
Of course, it was not a genuine Po Jun 2 Series spear, merely a replica. Its weight and appearance were similar, and though it could not be used in actual combat, it was excellent for practice.
The spear was the king of all weapons. As a long weapon, it held great advantages against monsters and was the preferred weapon of many martial artists.
Even Hong, the world's strongest fighter, used a spear.
Holding the Po Jun Spear, Qin Mu swung it a few times, and excitement immediately surged through him.
What man could refuse such a cold weapon?
Following the methods in his memories, Qin Mu began practicing.
There were many types of spear techniques. The basics included thrusting, stabbing, striking, knocking, winding, circling, blocking, seizing, pouncing, pointing, flicking, and flourishing.
Among them, blocking, seizing, and thrusting were the main techniques. They were the fundamental movements of spear arts.
Those were the three techniques Qin Mu practiced.
The martial arts school instructor's words from his memories seemed to echo in his ears.
A spear thrust had to be level, steady, and swift, shooting straight out and retracting straight back, with power reaching the spear tip. Make every thrust follow a single line; send the spear out like a hidden dragon emerging from the water, and withdraw it like a fierce tiger entering its den.
After practicing for a while, Qin Mu still felt very unfamiliar with it.
Though he had fused with the original owner's memories and knew what to do in his head, his hands and feet simply could not keep up. His movements kept deforming, leaving him with an awkward, unnatural feeling.
"A staff takes a month, a saber takes a year, but a spear takes a lifetime. It really isn't easy to master the spear."
As he continued practicing, Qin Mu gradually found a bit of the feeling.
"Eh, Brother Mu? I haven't seen you come here to train in a long time. Have your injuries healed?"
As time passed, familiar trainees came over to practice as well and spotted Qin Mu training diligently.
Qin Mu looked up, withdrew his spear technique, then smiled in reply.
"A little better. I haven't exercised much for too long, so I've gotten rusty."
Half a year ago, nearly everyone knew that Qin Mu had overtrained at the Limit Martial Arts School and had been taken away by ambulance.
After that injury, the original owner had rarely returned to the Limit Martial Arts School because he could not train.
The newcomer did not mind. After casually chatting for a few moments, they each went back to their own training.
After a full day, apart from a few old acquaintances expressing concern when they saw Qin Mu, he devoted all his energy to training and did not encounter any face-slapping nonsense.
Although he still felt discomfort during training, it remained tolerable as long as he did not exert himself at full power.
It was not until evening, when he was utterly exhausted, that Qin Mu returned home.
After washing up and eating a little, Qin Mu collapsed onto his bed.
"That felt amazing."
Though his body was exhausted, Qin Mu's heart was filled with excitement.
The feeling of wielding power was simply addictive. In particular, the feeling of growing stronger bit by bit was exhilarating.
The Zerg larva's feeding progress was also encouraging. It had eaten more than half of the three hundred jin of Unicorn Wild Boar meat, and the Worker Bug's energy accumulation had reached 3 points.
At this rate, it would have accumulated enough energy for metamorphosis by tomorrow morning.
With excitement in his heart, Qin Mu drifted off to sleep.
The next day, Qin Mu woke shortly after five in the morning, before his alarm had even gone off.
"Hah, just as expected. It has accumulated enough energy to metamorphose into a Worker Bug."
The three hundred jin of Unicorn Wild Boar meat was nearly gone, and the arm-sized larva's abdomen was slightly swollen.
After being devoured, the flesh had been converted into an extremely energy-dense liquid and stored within its body.
Now, with a single command from him, the larva, which had accumulated 6 points of energy, could metamorphose into a Worker Bug.
Qin Mu carried the larva into the living room, cleared out a sufficiently large space, and eagerly began the incubation.
"Metamorphose into a Worker Bug."
At a thought, the larva's body began rapidly expanding.
Like something being inflated, it transformed into a bug cocoon and began pulsing like a heart.
With every pulse, the cocoon grew at a visible rate.
In just fifteen minutes, the arm-sized larva had become a massive cocoon one and a half meters tall and nearly one meter wide.
Then, with a cracking sound—
A strange insect curled up inside the cocoon crawled out.
The strange insect resembled an enormous ant. Its features were savage and terrifying, its body nearly two meters long. It had six legs, a pair of Pincers at its mouth, and a thick shell covering its back.
This was a Worker Bug, the most basic Zerg unit—an auxiliary unit that gathered resources and metamorphosed into various Zerg structures.
Though it was not a combat unit, a Worker Bug still possessed considerable strength.
The Worker Bug weighed over three hundred jin. Its shell could withstand fire from light weapons, and it could easily lift objects dozens of times its own weight. Its speed was slightly lacking, but its overall strength was at least equivalent to an H-class monster.
The instant the Worker Bug emerged from its cocoon, Qin Mu clearly felt a powerful warm current flowing through his body and limbs.
"The incubation succeeded. My strength really has increased, and my injuries have also healed considerably."
Qin Mu clenched his fist, feeling the increased power within his body, and excitement rose in his heart.
"I'll go to the martial arts school later and see whether I've reached the Pre-warrior level."
A smile appeared on Qin Mu's face.
"But first, I need to buy some meat. The Worker Bug needs enough energy before it can metamorphose into a Mother Nest."
"Once it has accumulated enough energy, I can have the Worker Bug use its innate talent to form a cocoon and disguise itself as a monster egg. After I become a Pre-warrior, I'll take it outside the city."
"According to the Worker Bug's memories, for a Worker Bug to metamorphose into a nest, it needs 500 points of energy. That means it must devour at least fifty thousand jin of ordinary pork, or twenty-five thousand jin of Unicorn Wild Boar meat, before it can metamorphose into a Mother Nest."
After doing a quick calculation, Qin Mu could not help twitching at the corner of his mouth.
Even if he bought cheap ordinary pork, fifty thousand jin meant a full twenty-five tons. Even at wholesale prices, it would still cost six or seven hundred thousand.
If he bought Unicorn Wild Boar meat, it would cost at least over two million.
Looking at it that way, the little money he had was nowhere near enough.