Sudden Strength Surge!

"Dude, I came all the way here to help you move, where are you!?"

Qi Hao opened the video call, looking utterly defeated.

"You insisted on coming, and besides, I'm busy right now."

Fang Qingyu was driving in the video.

Qi Hao could only slump onto the sofa, urging him back with a sigh, "Alright, alright, I've pretty much moved everything. Just hurry back."

"Almost there, just two more deliveries and I'll be back."

Fang Qingyu ended the video call directly.

Qi Hao was left staring blankly at his phone.

This friend of mine...

Is he desperate for money?

He can make money so easily, why is he still driving for DiDi?

It was eight in the evening.

When Fang Qingyu opened the door, Qi Hao had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

However, it wasn't long before the sound of opening packaging boxes for crayfish, beef tendon, and more...

Qi Hao automatically woke up.

"Seriously, what were you doing after you left the Martial Hall??"

He rubbed his face, looking a bit confused.

"This afternoon I worked as a construction laborer, and then I drove for DiDi for a few hours."

Fang Qingyu answered truthfully.

"Did you catch something?"

Seeing Qingzi answer so readily, Qi Hao suddenly asked hesitantly.

"?"

"You don't know anything, this is called immersing yourself in the common life, understand?"

Fang Qingyu picked up his chopsticks and threw them at him.

"Think about it, as our strength grows, will we lose our reverence for the lives of ordinary people?"

"And if we lose that reverence for life, do you think we can still integrate into normal human society?"

"Uh..."

Qi Hao was stunned by his words, and for a moment, he couldn't answer.

For him, at this moment...

Ordinary people could practically die with a single touch.

Speaking of reverence for life, it really did seem to be gradually fading.

Seeing that he had stumped him, Fang Qingyu picked up a crayfish and started peeling it.

"See? I was right, wasn't I."

"There's some truth to that..."

Qi Hao nodded. He didn't want to become one of those Martial Practitioners who disregarded human life.

"So what are you here for today?"

"To see how your 'exploding truck' is doing. I was in secret training a while ago, and when I finished, I found out you encountered a Life Spirit." Qi Hao rolled his eyes and started peeling crayfish too.

"It's nothing, I've recovered now. What's the second thing?"

Fang Qingyu knew about the first matter; Instructor Zheng had already told him.

"Heh heh, you still can't hide anything from me."

Hearing the second part, Qi Hao suddenly stood up and closed all the curtains in the living room.

Then, he dragged out a 30-kilogram steel barbell plate from under the sofa.

The metal edge glinted under the light as he slammed it onto the center of the coffee table with a "thud," making the plastic boxes jump.

Qi Hao slowly clenched his right hand into a fist.

The muscles under the skin of his forearm bulged like writhing snakes, and the air seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, forming spiral-like transparent ripples around the tip of his fist.

"Qingzi, watch this!"

As Qi Hao's fist, wrapped in distorted airflow, smashed down...

The steel plate suddenly emitted a buzzing sound like a bee's wings.

"Crack—"

A grating sound of metal being squeezed exploded.

A steel disc, several centimeters thick, first showed clear indentations from four knuckles, and then the entire piece of metal cracked like ice hit by a heavy hammer, with spiderweb-like fissures spreading wildly from the center.

The entire barbell plate then disintegrated.

"See?"

Qi Hao shook his slightly reddened wrist.

"This is Entangling Silk Force."

"Different Contemplation Methods can convert the force within our bodies into different types of energy, amplifying our power and destructive capability."

Fang Qingyu nodded thoughtfully.

He had watched very clearly just now.

Qi Hao's fist hadn't actually touched the barbell plate.

It stopped several centimeters away.

The power was indeed quite impressive; even if he could crack it with his fist, he couldn't achieve this kind of effect.

"Keep it up, Qingzi. You can learn it too once you get into the Elite Class."

Qi Hao suppressed a smile and slowly sat down on the sofa.

This was the main reason he had come today, using the visit as an opportunity to broaden Qingzi's horizons.

"Oh, I think it'll be soon."

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyu said calmly.

"What!?"

Qi Hao jumped up abruptly.

Facing his question, Fang Qingyu didn't speak and simply threw a punch.

Crack—

Qi Hao caught it easily.

But he stared blankly at Fang Qingyu's fist.

"You..."

"Are you human?"

"What are you talking about? I'm your dad, what else would I be?"

Fang Qingyu slowly sat back down in his chair.

Qi Hao, who would normally have retorted, was surprisingly silent that night.

He said goodbye and left after dinner.

However, Fang Qingyu wasn't worried about him at all.

When they were in school, he often acted like this.

If Fang Qingyu learned something quickly, Qi Hao would go back and work hard to catch up.

For example, in their first year of high school, Fang Qingyu taught him techniques for interacting with women to compensate for him, in their second year it was fishing, and in their third year, driving skills, and so on.

He was much like himself, never one to admit defeat since childhood.

A person like that would definitely not be discouraged and give up just because of his brother.

As expected, Qi Hao soon sent a message.

"Son, Dad's waiting for you in the Elite Class."

The father-son rivalry continued.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu sent a disobedient emoji before starting to tidy up the things on the table.

He had been in the new house for three days.

Today was the official move-in day.

Besides Qi Hao, no one else had come to liven things up.

Fang Qingyu was already used to it and was starting to enjoy this feeling.

After dinner, he took a shower.

Lying on the bed, he looked at his status panel.

Over the past three days, Fang Qingyu had accomplished his plan.

DiDi driver and mover, both professions and their skills had been upgraded, and the Mixed Martial Arts Athlete's Weakness Gaze had also reached level 3, the maximum.

He had saved 2 skill points and 3 attribute points.

Fang Qingyu didn't plan to use the skill points for now.

Because after three days of training, his physical attributes had also surged.

Adding two more attribute points would probably be enough.

The further along you go, the harder it is for attributes to increase through natural training.

I guess I've made the most of what I have now.

I allocated 2 points to Strength and 1 point to Physique.

Both of these would increase my current punching power.

[Strength: 17.2→20.1]

[Speed: 16.5→17.2]

[Physique: 16.7→18.5]

[Willpower: 17.5→17.7]

The above are the results after three days of training, plus the two attribute points.

Fang Qingyu felt terrifyingly strong now.

If he were to go back to that rainy night just over a week ago.

He definitely wouldn't need to use the self-detonating truck method to rush into the Umbilical Fiend's embrace again.

But now, he was facing a new problem.

His only two professions were completely maxed out.

Only the Tough Body and Car Driving skills could still be leveled up.

But he estimated they would also cap out at level 3.

So, he had to start looking for a job again.

Fang Qingyu opened his computer.

He browsed various jobs on the recruitment website.

His advantages were only two.

He could fight.

He was handsome.

There weren't many jobs that required these two conditions and also fit Fang Qingyu's schedule.

Fortunately, there's always a way.

Fang Qingyu quickly found a job that required him to be able to fight and also fit his schedule.

He picked up the phone and dialed directly.

"Hello?"

"Excuse me, are you currently hiring private bodyguards?"