My Dead Friend Transmigrated
Chapter 22

New Skill

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"You say you can cure an incurable disease that the whole world can't do anything about? What's your family background? Are you planning to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine or something?"

Li Yao pursed his lips, thinking that Uncle Lin was really angry, even his Northeastern accent came out...

Lin Chengdong was like a trapped lion, unable to save his wife, unable to support this family. He had lost his responsibilities as a husband and the dignity of a parent. He had even accepted the unfair arrangement of fate, but someone still jumped out to flip his salted fish. Wasn't that enough torment! His bloodshot eyes stared at Li Yao. Lin Chengdong really wanted to smash everything to pieces!

Fuck this dog-shit life!

Uncle Lin covered his face and squatted at the bedroom door: "Leave, let me be alone."

Li Yao nodded and stood up, saying, "Okay, then I'll go, Uncle Lin."

After Li Yao left, the room became quiet.

Lin Chengdong squatted at the bedroom door, his emotions slightly eased. He returned to the living room and searched for a long time before finding a half-opened pack of cigarettes. He took one out and lit it—the smoke was much lighter, but he hadn't smoked in a long time, and he was still choked. He coughed, and in the swirling smoke, he coughed out tears. Those tears, no matter how he wiped them, wouldn't dry. Damn it.

When the smoke cleared, Lin Chengdong went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The coolness washed over him, making him calmer.

Returning to the living room, he saw the remaining few potions on the coffee table, and Lin Chengdong frowned: "This is too ridiculous!"

He reached out, preparing to take these things downstairs and throw them into the trash can.

But at this moment, his wife's voice came from the bedroom. Lin Chengdong immediately forgot about throwing out the trash, opened the bedroom door, and rushed in. The irritable and depressed look from before was gone, replaced by gentle concern: "Yufen, what's wrong?"

Aunt Lin: "I'm a little thirsty."

Lin Chengdong: "I'll get you some water."

After drinking the water, Aunt Lin leaned against the headboard, holding the glass and looking at her husband: "Did you yell at Da Yao?"

Lin Chengdong's face flushed with shame, and he lowered his head, stammering: "No, I didn't."

Aunt Lin smiled: "That child has good intentions. You're so old, and you still don't have any sense. Besides, that medicine... seems to be really working. I feel much better."

Lin Chengdong smiled wryly: "Do you have to comfort me like that?"

Aunt Lin sat up straight, her expression serious: "I'm telling you, I'm really not comforting you."

Lin Chengdong had lived with the woman in front of him for more than twenty years and could easily tell whether she was telling the truth or not, and her current performance didn't seem fake. Could it really be effective? Lin Chengdong said suspiciously: "Then shall we go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow?"

Aunt Lin said: "Let's wait until after the Mid-Autumn Festival, after Xiaoxi goes back to school."

Lin Chengdong: "Okay!"

The weather during the Mid-Autumn Festival was already a bit cold. Li Yao tightened his coat, feeling even more aggrieved.

His parents had gone off to enjoy themselves, and there wasn't even a hot meal at home!

He had gone to his best friend's house with good intentions to deliver life-saving medicine, but he had been yelled at! What kind of dog-shit life was this!

Li Yao bought a bento from the convenience store and heated it up in the microwave at home. During this Mid-Autumn Festival, he was alone, eating a cold bento in a deserted house—would you believe it! Sure enough, I'm not the protagonist of this book! Feeling wronged. JPG!

Just then, his phone vibrated, and he received a message from Lin Xiaoxi: "Li Yao, did you come to my house?"

"Why didn't you stay for dinner?"

"My mom and dad are acting weird. I said I wanted to invite you over, and they were a little reluctant. What's going on! (#→⌒→)???"

Li Yao smiled and replied, "I'm out having fun."

Lin Xiaoxi: "You dog, you're having fun without me. Let's break up!"

What position is 'break up'? Li Yao's mood improved a lot. Actually, he could understand Uncle Lin's emotions, but that didn't mean he wasn't sad!

He had to make up for it, right? So he opened his chat history with Lin Xiaowei: "It's Mid-Autumn Festival~ Have you eaten mooncakes?"

Lin Xiaowei's avatar was still grayed out. Li Yao could only leave her a message: "I delivered the medicine to your house. Uncle Lin doesn't believe me. He even yelled at me. I'm so wronged! You have to compensate me! Damn it, you owe me! No, do I owe you??? Anyway, Mid-Autumn... uh, is it too cliché to say 'Happy'? Then I wish you a kick-ass Mid-Autumn Festival!"

After sending the message, Li Yao put his phone away, preparing to cultivate.

Although he was lazy, he never stopped practicing the Meditation Technique. He would meditate every night before going to bed. Recently, he had even gradually started using Meditation to replace sleep because he found that sleeping was not as beneficial to his self-cultivation as Meditation...

After persisting for a few months, he felt that his mental strength was soaring.

Mental strength is the foundation of a Mage, and it is very important. The effects of various spells are related to the strength of mental strength. Taking Mage Hand as an example, at the beginning, Li Yao could only control one or two hundred grams of objects, but now, he can control three kilograms of objects, and the speed and strength of controlling objects have also increased with the deepening of his mental cultivation.

Reality is, after all, not a game.

Games have pre-set values, and no matter how you play, you can only stay within that range.

But reality will give different feedback based on your personal strength.

Recently, Li Yao has been trying to multitask, manipulating two objects at the same time—it works, but it's hard to control freely.

After practicing the circuit structure of Mage Hand again, Li Yao let a ball of water float in his hand, changing various shapes. He looked at the ball of water and fell into deep thought: Currently, the only Mage skills he has mastered besides Meditation Technique are Mage Hand. Although the knowledge of Alchemy is also a power within the Mage system, and it is quite strong when cultivated to a high level, it is currently only equivalent to a life skill.

He lacks powerful attack skills!

Oh, he also lacks defensive skills! Well... he also lacks auxiliary skills and movement skills!

In short, he lacks everything! As a newbie in the world of Mages, Li Yao is very rare for any spell and always wants more, more powerful spell skills.

Lin Xiaowei said that if he completes this mission, she will give him a powerful skill, but he doesn't know what skill it is.

Li Yao waved his hand and threw the water into the sink, his ambition rising: If she doesn't give it to me, I'll develop it myself! A real man must be brave enough to develop new positions!

Let's do it!

In the following days, Li Yao really began to develop new uses for Mage Hand. By the end of the holiday, he already had some ideas. During the holiday, his parents didn't come back until Li Yao returned to school. They were really having too much fun. There was no news from Uncle Lin's family, and he didn't want to ask... He only hoped that Uncle Lin was not such a devout believer in materialistic science.

Li Yao returned to school, wandered around the dormitory, chatted with his roommates for a while, and then returned to his single apartment outside. He planned to configure something and sort out his recent thoughts.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

Lin Xiaowei: "Sorry, it seems I missed the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Seeing that Lin Xiaowei finally came back to life, Li Yao breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "It's okay, there's a Mid-Autumn Festival every year."

Lin Xiaowei: "Thank you for your hard work during this time. By the way, here's this for you. You must have been waiting anxiously."

As she spoke, he received a document sent by Lin Xiaowei,

—that was, a new skill.

I have officially signed (chu) yue (tai) le (le), why are you still not spending money on me? ? ? The time to prove you love me has come! Come and play~

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