For the first three days of the new year, Comrade Chen Mo had actually given himself a rare break—if standing in a stance for an hour without fail every day, practicing his punches for half an hour, and then being dragged around the neighborhood by his little sister Chen Qing to set off firecrackers counted as a break.
As Chen Mo put it, "If I go three days without training, my whole body feels wrong. It's like even the spaces between my bones are protesting." So this "holiday" basically meant lowering his training intensity from "Hell Mode" to "Human Mode," and moving his training ground from the school's Spirit Energy Cultivation Room to his own living room and the open space in the neighborhood. He also had a "Humanoid Pendant"—his little sister—chattering encouragement (and distractions) beside him.
He went shopping with his parents, ate several good meals (Mother Chen kept finding new ways to stuff him full), and watched two movies (he nearly fell asleep halfway through, with nothing but Qi and Blood circulation routes on his mind). Chen Mo felt that both his "social energy" and his "family affection" had been thoroughly replenished. Then, on the morning of the fourth day, just as the first rays of sunlight climbed over the windowsill, the "King of Hustle Soul" inside him awoke right on schedule and let out its familiar cry: Time to get to work!
"Dad, Mom, I'm heading back to school to train!" After polishing off a bowl of noodles topped with three fried eggs, Chen Mo wiped his mouth, grabbed his backpack, and headed out. Behind him came Mother Chen's familiar reminder: "Be careful! Don't push yourself too hard!" Then Father Chen added in a booming voice, "Son! Keep it up! The Martial Artist Realm is just ahead!"