The True Meaning of Contribution Points

"Let's go, to the restroom," Meng Chao's eyes flashed.

They went up two floors and found the most secluded restroom.

Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Chao furtively opened a small stall and motioned for his good brother to enter.

"What are you doing?" the Big White Bear asked nervously.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to study your muscles."

Meng Chao pulled and dragged, getting the other party into the stall, and before the Big White Bear could scream, he preemptively said, "Just now when you circulated the Raging Bull Force to your ribs, did you feel a faint soreness in your ribs, a feeling that power was about to leak out?"

Chu Feixiong was stunned.

He pressed his ribs, his face looking unpleasant.

"Also, analyzing from your footprints, your lower body is not very stable, but I've observed your leg muscles and tendons, and there aren't any major problems."

Meng Chao pondered, "When you stomp the ground, do you first feel a needle-like sting from the soles of your feet, which then transfers to your knees after half a second?"

Chu Feixiong was astonished: "How did you know?"

Meng Chao smiled: "You haven't grasped the true meaning of the Raging Bull Force at all, at most you're only exerting 50% of your own strength, and the remaining half has nowhere to vent, so it rampages through your body, rebounding against your legs and soles, putting extra pressure on your knees and ankles.

"If you continue to practice blindly like this, at best you won't be able to exert your full strength, at worst you'll suffer from osteoporosis, joint degeneration, and long-term excessive cardiovascular pressure. It's not cultivation, but courting death."

Ignoring the toilet behind him.

He really seemed like an otherworldly expert.

Chu Feixiong was shocked.

He obediently let Meng Chao study his height, weight, limb length, body fat percentage, and muscle distribution in his upper and lower body.

Meng Chao closed his eyes and calculated for a moment, a series of future force exertion formulas appearing in his mind.

Opening his eyes again, his eyes shone brightly, a sharpened pencil tip clipped between his fingers: "Come, exert your strength again."

When Chu Feixiong circulated the Raging Bull Force, his muscles swelled and his blood vessels bulged.

Meng Chao suddenly poked him with the pencil tip.

Chu Feixiong was about to shout in pain, but he felt a numb, electric sensation.

A magical force was subtly adjusting every strand of his muscle, every blood vessel, every nerve bundle.

The originally scattered brute force was all gathered together.

"What kind of technique is this?"

Soon, the Big White Bear's expression changed from suspicion to surprise: "Exerting force is so much smoother, it doesn't hurt anywhere, it feels like my strength has even increased!"

"This is all due to your own years of hard training, I'm just helping you find the trick to fully release your power."

Meng Chao wielded the pencil like a whirlwind, becoming more and more fluent, poking three to five hundred times before finally stopping.

He shook his sore wrist: "Try throwing a punch."

Chu Feixiong gathered all his strength.

The stinging sensation of the pencil tip pressing on the acupoint guided him to adopt a slightly different posture than before.

His muscles were stretched to their limit, making him look a size smaller, but even more solid, like a piece of high-density granite.

With a punch, faint ripples appeared in the air, and it actually produced a tearing sound like cloth being ripped.

"Hiss!"

Chu Feixiong was startled by the unrestrained power of this punch.

He had never thrown such a satisfying punch before.

It was like a flash flood, sweeping away everything in its path.

Although he hadn't tested it, Chu Feixiong was certain that this punch was at least 3% stronger than his previous maximum.

Just a few minutes of adjusting his power exertion could increase his punching force by 3%.

Meng Chao's technique could no longer be described as "monstrous."

Chu Feixiong's face was filled with horror.

And at the moment he threw the punch, the strange fire in the corner of Meng Chao's eye shone brilliantly again, the sparks turning into two lines of small characters:

[Instructed ordinary citizen Chu Feixiong in the basic skill "Raging Bull Force," learning progress 10%]

[Ordinary citizen has become stronger, the overall combat power of Dragon City has increased, congratulations on your civilization becoming stronger, contribution value +10]

"Eh?" Meng Chao was both surprised and delighted.

The meaning behind this was too rich.

"In other words, I don't have to pick up trash, as long as I pass on the martial arts of the future to the current citizens of Dragon City, it counts as contributing to civilization?

"That makes sense, the strength of a civilization isn't just one hero fighting alone. No matter how strong I become, I can't possibly take on all the monsters and otherworldly gods and demons by myself. But if I can become a gold-medal instructor a hundred times better than Devil Yan, and pass on the martial arts of the future to all the citizens, so that everyone is a hundred times stronger than in the nightmare, wouldn't they beat the shit out of those otherworldly gods and demons? Do you believe it?

"So this is the true meaning of contribution value, the principle that 'the stronger the civilization, the stronger I become'!"

Thinking of this, the strange fire in front of him changed:

[Congratulations, Fire-Bringer, for contributing 1 or more to civilization, please choose your first contribution reward]

[You can upgrade "Raging Bull Force" from "Expert Level" to "Master Level"]

[You can also awaken a new skill, "Basic Gunmanship" or "Ripple Force"]

The three options were also thoughtfully accompanied by the contribution values required for exchange.

Upgrading "Raging Bull Force" required 756 contribution points.

Awakening "Basic Gunmanship" required 3100 contribution points.

Awakening "Ripple Force" required 1500 contribution points.

"They're all three basic power exertion methods, so why is there such a big price difference between 'Raging Bull Force' and 'Ripple Force'?"

Meng Chao remembered that awakening "Raging Bull Force" cost 3500.

Thinking carefully, the Raging Bull Force was an extremely forceful and powerful exertion method. After his injury last year, he hadn't practiced it much. On the other hand, the Ripple Force was flexible and enduring, very beneficial for rehabilitation.

In the past year, he had neglected all other cultivation, only persevering with the Ripple Force.

"Because I already know a little Ripple Force, the awakening price is cheaper?"

Meng Chao pondered. The Raging Bull Force and the Ripple Force, one strong and one soft, one to upgrade and one to awaken, which one to choose?

He nodded and chose Basic Gunmanship.

Since it was a free gift, of course he would choose the most expensive one. Was there even a need to think about it?

A rapid burst of gunfire echoed in his mind.

It was as if a storm of bullets was whistling past.

With a thought, Meng Chao immediately recalled countless gun structures and shooting techniques.

Memories from his past life flashed before his eyes like crystal clear fragments.

He saw himself constantly firing, firing, firing at all kinds of alien creatures.

Some alien creatures looked like an octopus forcibly stuffed into the belly of a roast chicken, a hundred times uglier than the monsters of today.

In an instant, Meng Chao seemed to have blasted apart hundreds and thousands of such monsters.

His shooting experience surged forward, and a numbing pleasure flooded every nerve ending, making him hum with happiness.

Seeing him with his eyes closed, a look of intoxication on his face, and making strange noises, Chu Feixiong couldn't help but shudder.

The two-hundred-plus-pound fatty shrank into the corner.

After a long while, Meng Chao opened his eyes, his gaze deep.

Awakening a new skill made him even hungrier.

Resources, he needed damned cultivation resources!

Chu Feixiong looked at him as if he were a monster, and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

"Meng Chao, where did you learn such a strange technique?" the Big White Bear stammered.

"This, I'll tell you later, let's test your limit punch force first."

Meng Chao pondered, paused, "Wait, first listen to see if there's any sound of urination outside. Cover your face with your clothes when you open the door, otherwise, it will damage my reputation if people see us coming out of the same cubicle."

After jogging back to the cultivation room, Chu Feixiong rushed to the punch force tester and eagerly started it.

The huge and precise crystal machinery made creaking sounds as it operated, and the display screen lit up.

The Big White Bear howled and roared, pounding his chest like a gorilla, and adopted the starting stance of the Raging Bull Force according to the force exertion techniques Meng Chao had taught him.

Just as he was about to exert force, someone blocked him.

It was Zuo Haoran.

"What's wrong?" The Big White Bear's strength was tense and uncomfortable, he asked stiffly.

"Who told you to use the punch force tester?"

Zuo Haoran said with a straight face, "Even though it's self-study, you still have to abide by classroom discipline. Everyone is cultivating seriously. What about you and Meng Chao? You slipped out as soon as class started, and only came back after ten or twenty minutes. You just decided to test your punch force without permission?"

His voice wasn't too loud or too soft, just enough to be heard by the entire cultivation room.

Big White Bear was so angry that his eyebrows stood on end.

"Don't be angry, student Chu Feixiong, I'm doing this for your own good."

Zuo Haoran glanced at Meng Chao, "After all, you're different from 'certain people'. You still have a good chance of getting into an undergraduate program. Focus on sprinting in the last month and a half. Don't hang out with 'certain people' anymore, lest you ruin your future and regret it too late.

"Alright, go back to cultivating. I'll organize everyone to line up for punch force testing ten minutes before the end of class."

The class monitor waved his hand, acting as if it were only natural.

Big White Bear was furious.

"Class Monitor Zuo, do you really think you're a teacher? You're just throwing your weight around!"

He said loudly, "I just had some insights into the Raging Bull Force, that's why I'm in a hurry to test my punch force. Even if the head teacher or Devil Yan came, they wouldn't stop me. Why are you meddling? Can you afford to compensate me for wasting my insights?"

He naturally had a loud voice, immediately attracting the attention of his classmates.

Everyone pricked up their ears, wanting to know how the two top experts in the class could openly clash.

Zuo Haoran's face was gloomy.

He didn't expect Chu Feixiong to dare to act shamelessly in public. He was really biting the hand that fed him!

"Insights?"

Zuo Haoran sneered, "Student Chu Feixiong, I saw your force exertion posture. It's crooked and strange, too far from the standard Raging Bull Force. Exerting force like that will definitely not produce a heavy punch. What insights are you talking about?

"I'm in charge of this self-study class. Your Raging Bull Force is so clumsy that it's fine if you can't deliver a heavy punch, but what if the force goes astray, injuring your muscles and bones, and delaying your college entrance examination? I really can't afford to compensate you.

"If you really want to use the punch force tester, go to the side and figure out the Raging Bull Force before coming back!"