Leaving the class teacher's office, Wang Teng and Lin Chuhan walked side by side toward the school gates.
"Class monitor, it's time to eat. Want me to treat you to a meal?"
"No. My mom has already cooked and is waiting for me to come home and eat." Lin Chuhan refused without a second thought.
"All right, then this is where we part ways." Wang Teng smiled, not taking it to heart.
"Mm, goodbye!" Lin Chuhan said.
Wang Teng waved, got into his car, and sped away.
On the way, Wang Teng called the landlord and told him he was heading over now.
A little over ten minutes later.
University City!
By the same broad roadside stood the landlord, still looking like a toe-picking brute, riding a little electric scooter with a beauty seated behind him.
That sight was simply dripping with swagger!
He was still that toe-picking brute, but now there was a beauty hugging his waist. Wang Teng had almost failed to recognize him.
The sports car stopped by the roadside, and Wang Teng stepped out.
"Wang, little brother, over here." The landlord waved at him.
Only then did Wang Teng walk over. With meaningful intent, he said, "Brother, we haven't seen each other for one afternoon, and I almost didn't recognize you."
The landlord naturally knew what he meant. He laughed heartily. "Keep a low profile, keep a low profile!"
The beauty behind him rolled her eyes and pinched the flabby waist full of folds. "You shameless thing!"
Good heavens, that voice was a little too sultry!
"Hiss!" The toe-picking brute sucked in a breath of cold air.
"You must be Orphanage Boss Wang Teng of Qidian, right? I've heard Old Wang mention you," the beauty said to Wang Teng.
"..."
Seeing Wang Teng's gloomy expression, the landlord burst into laughter. "All right, stop bringing that up. That name really isn't something ordinary people can bear."
"It was all the fault of my youth!" Wang Teng said helplessly.
"How old are you, anyway?"
The beauty covered her mouth and laughed.
"Let me introduce you. This is my wife. You can call her Sister Han," the landlord said.
"Sister Han!" Wang Teng called out. "My name is Wang Teng. Just call me by my name."
"You and Old Wang share the same surname," Sister Han said with a smile.
"By the way, Brother, your surname is Wang too? I still don't know your name," Wang Teng asked with a smile, feeling that it was quite a coincidence.
"Let's not mention my name. I'll call you little brother Wang; if you don't mind, you can call me big brother Wang." At the mention of his own name, Wang Dapao wore a look of utter disdain.
Wang Teng did not press further. He nodded and asked, "Are you two heading out to have fun?"
"That's right. This dead ghost hasn't taken me out to have a good time in ages. He only just became willing to accompany me today," Sister Han said resentfully.
"Big brother Wang, that's where you're wrong. Sister Han is so beautiful—how can you keep her cooped up at home all the time?" Wang Teng said with a smile.
"Hear that? Learn from Xiaoteng's awareness," Sister Han said as she twisted Wang Dapao's ear.
Wang Dapao bared his teeth in pain and glared at Wang Teng with a face full of resentment.
"Then I won't disturb you two any longer. Big brother Wang, get going." Wang Teng gave Wang Dapao an unceremonious shove.
Meanwhile, inside the office building of Polar Star Martial Arts Academy.
A girl in her twenties hurried toward the academy master's office, clutching a sheet of data in her hand.
Xiaomin was a staff member at Polar Star Martial Arts Academy. While compiling Martial Apprentice statistics today, one particular set of data had caught her attention.
Outside the academy master's office, Xiaomin adjusted her slightly ragged breathing from walking so quickly before knocking on the door.
Knock, knock, knock!
"Come in!" A steady voice came from inside the office.
Xiaomin pushed open the door and walked in.
"What is it?"
The academy master appeared to be a man in his thirties. His short hair stood upright like steel spikes, every strand rigidly raised. His face was stern, carrying an air of sharp severity.
Before the academy master, the staff of Polar Star Martial Arts Academy all felt somewhat intimidated. Xiaomin was no exception. She gathered her courage before daring to step forward and place the data report on his desk.
"Academy Master, there's something unusual about this data report. I think you should take a look."
"Oh?"
Fu Tiandao raised an eyebrow, pausing what he was doing as his gaze fell upon the data report.
He picked up the report, leaned back in his chair, and glanced over it twice.
"In less than a month, rising directly from an ordinary person to an Advanced Martial Apprentice? Heh, interesting!" Fu Tiandao said with an unreadable smile.
Xiaomin was just about to explain when Fu Tiandao spoke again.
"You may leave. Leave this data report with me for now. Also, don't tell anyone about what's in it."
"Yes!"
Xiaomin did not dare ask more and hurriedly replied.
After taking the keys from the landlord, Wang Teng put Crow Egg in the bedroom of the apartment, switched on the incubator, and let it hatch slowly.
Then he drove home for dinner.
After dinner, he went to Polar Star Martial Arts Academy as usual to pick up attributes.
Over the next two days, Wang Teng's life remained calm and uneventful, following the same routine every day.
During the day, he went to school and worked through Five Years Martial Arts Exam Three Years Simulation. Whenever he did not feel like attending class, he went to the small woods to cultivate his Primal Force techniques.
This improved both his Primal Force and the mastery of his techniques.
At night, he went to Polar Star Martial Arts Academy, picked up attributes, refined his Basic Combat Skills, and raised his combat strength.
Besides that, he had not neglected Fire Scale Sword Art and Illusory Ice Fist, his two main offensive Origin Power Combat Skills.
Through experimentation, Wang Teng discovered that cultivating about ten times would raise an attribute by 1 point.
Moreover, as his comprehension improved, his cultivation speed seemed to be gradually increasing.
This made him crave the comprehension attribute even more!
In addition, Wang Teng tested the defensive power of Earth Essence Shield.
If fully unleashed, Earth Essence Shield could probably withstand eighty percent of his striking power.
That was already quite good. His combat strength had reached 201 now. This meant that even the full-force strike of a Peak One-Star War Soldier Level Martial Warrior would be reduced by at least one-third to one-half by Earth Essence Shield.
That alone would be enough to save his life at a critical moment.
And as long as he had enough Earth Element Source Power, Earth Essence Shield's defense could be improved further.
Comprehension: 90 Spirit: 22.8 Talent: Elementary Fire Talent (11/300) Elementary Ice Talent (13/300), Elementary Earth Talent (12/300), Spiritual Sight (Elementary 1.1/10) Primal Force: 64/100 Fire (One-Star War Soldier Level) 8/100 Ice (One-Star War Soldier Level) 7/100 Earth (One-Star War Soldier Level) Techniques: Crimson Flame Art (Entry Level 20/100), Profound Ice Art (Entry Level 12/100), Yellow Earth Skill Earth Essence Shield (Entry Level 15/100) Combat Skills: Basic Combat Skills (Fist, Sword, Saber, Movement subtlety), Basic Staff Technique (Entry Level), Spearmanship (Small Success), Fire Scale Sword Art (Entry Level 43/100), Illusory Ice Fist (Entry Level 13/100) Knowledge: Basic Subjects (Perfect Score), Five Years Martial Arts Exam Three Years Simulation (80 points) Comprehensive Combat Strength: 201 Blank Attribute: 0
Looking at the changes in the Attribute Panel, Wang Teng nodded in satisfaction.
Visible progress was always easy to find satisfying.
Aside from cultivation, Wang Teng had also been on guard against the team mentioned by that Earth Element Martial Artist these past few days.
The three dead Martial Warriors should have merely been members of a Martial Warrior squad. Their disappearance would certainly draw the attention of the others.
He could only hope those people would not trace things back to him...
By Friday, Master Lu's flagship store, where Wang Teng had ordered his custom Weapon Storage Box, finally responded.
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