An Eye for Talent

[You are running, Blood Qi +1, body coordination +1, running speed +1, running technique +1]

[You are jumping, Blood Qi +1, leg muscle strength +1, jump height +1, jumping technique +1]

[You are talking to yourself, Mentality +1, language ability +1, expressive ability +1...]

Before he knew it, half a month had passed.

With the boost from "Use-Disuse Evolution," Lin Zichen had mastered basic skills such as running, jumping, and speaking.

Although he had already mastered several skills, he was only seven months old, so he did not dare show too much in front of his parents.

He worried that if he appeared too freakishly gifted, it might bring a lot of unnecessary trouble later on.

Setting aside extreme possibilities like being dissected for research.

At the very least, he would surely be sent on variety shows, made into an internet celebrity, and entered into all sorts of competitions.

Lin Zichen only wanted to evolve quietly. He did not want to waste too much energy on other matters.

Of course, it was fine to act a little like a genius and make his parents happy.

"Chenchen, come on. Mommy's taking you to Hanhan's house to play."

Zhang Wanxin picked Lin Zichen up from the floor and kissed his cheek with a beaming smile.

The little sister Hanhan she mentioned was the baby girl living next door.

She said she was taking her son to play with the baby girl, but really, she mostly wanted to chat with the baby girl's mother.

The two new mothers were close in age, both enjoyed dressing up, and liked gossiping about celebrities.

After visiting each other a few times, they quickly became best friends who could talk about anything.

When they arrived at the neighbor's home, Zhang Wanxin placed Lin Zichen beside the baby girl, then sat on the sofa chatting and laughing with the baby girl's mother.

The moment the baby girl saw Lin Zichen, her little face blossomed into a smile. She reached out to touch him, wanting some physical contact.

Lin Zichen had no interest in playing with a baby.

He quickly crawled away.

He crawled all around the neighbor's house to exercise.

The baby girl wanted to crawl after him too, but her arms and legs were too weak, and she could not crawl at all. She could only sit there and watch Lin Zichen dart around like a cockroach.

She seemed to like Lin Zichen very much. Whenever she saw him crawling in her direction, her eyes curved into crescents and she flashed a dazzling smile.

"Chenchen, don't just crawl around by yourself. Go play with little sister Hanhan."

Seeing that Lin Zichen's knees had become yellow with dirt from crawling, Zhang Wanxin walked over, scooped him up, and placed him back beside the baby girl.

To help Zhang Wanxin save face in front of others, Lin Zichen obediently kept the baby girl company, acting well-behaved and sensible.

The baby girl's mother said enviously, "Wanxin, your Chenchen really listens to you."

"Oh, not at all. Hanhan is very well-behaved too, and she smiles so much. When she grows up, who knows how many little boys she'll charm?" Zhang Wanxin replied with a compliment.

Just as the two mothers were praising each other's children, the baby girl suddenly peed.

She was not wearing a diaper, only open-crotch pants, and urine spread all over the floor.

Looking at the puddle on the ground, the baby girl immediately broke into a delighted grin and slapped at it wildly, splashing water everywhere.

She slapped while peeing.

She laughed while slapping.

She entertained herself endlessly.

Lin Zichen could not take it anymore and hurried away, afraid of getting splashed by urine.

The baby girl's mother said with a headache, "Are you made of water? You just peed a little while ago. How are you peeing again already?"

With that, she picked up the baby girl and hurried into the bathroom to change her pants.

Watching her best friend rush away, Zhang Wanxin felt that being a mother was really easy for her.

Other people's babies were such a hassle to care for.

But her own baby, aside from wetting his pants during the first month or two, had never done so again in the following months.

Whenever he needed to pee, he would babble noisily to notify the adults to take him to the bathroom.

Most importantly, he did not cry or fuss at night, making life very easy for his parents.

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

By then, Lin Zichen's body had become strong enough for him to do push-ups and sit-ups. It was downright absurd.

The first time he tried doing push-ups, he found them exhausting and moved very slowly.

But after doing them for a while, he quickly became proficient.

He looked like a pile driver, his body pumping wildly up and down, making the crib creak and groan.

Men would feel inferior watching him, while women would go wild.

Just as he was getting into it.

Zhang Wanxin pushed open the door and walked in.

When she saw Lin Zichen doing high-intensity push-ups in his crib, she was completely dumbfounded.

For a moment, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.

Instinctively, she rubbed her eyes.

While Zhang Wanxin was rubbing her eyes, Lin Zichen quickly flopped down and pretended to be asleep.

"Strange, did I see that wrong just now?"

Zhang Wanxin stopped beside the crib. As she turned Lin Zichen over so he could sleep on his back, she muttered in confusion.

In the days that followed.

Whenever his parents left, Lin Zichen would secretly do push-ups and sit-ups to train himself.

[You are doing push-ups, Blood Qi +1, arm muscle strength +1, chest muscle strength +1, push-up proficiency +1]

[You are doing sit-ups, Blood Qi +1, abdominal muscle strength +1, sit-up proficiency +1]

[...]

He trained like this for some time.

One day, while Zhang Wanxin was bathing Lin Zichen, she was shocked to discover that her little baby actually had abs. She was instantly stunned senseless.

"Honey, something huge happened! Get in here!"

"What happened?!"

Lin Yansheng rushed into the bathroom with a tense expression.

Then... he was stunned too.

"W-What is this?!"

Looking at the faintly visible eight-pack on Lin Zichen's body, Lin Yansheng was filled with disbelief.

How could a baby just over eight months old have abs?

Had he built them from crawling around every day?

Lin Yansheng could not figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

That night.

The family of three sat down for dinner.

Lin Zichen had already been weaned and could drink some nutritious porridge in moderation.

He had a huge appetite, drinking bowl after bowl.

That was because his daily high-intensity training consumed too much energy.

His unaware parents found it unbelievable that an infant could eat so much.

After dinner.

The family of three sat on the sofa watching television.

They were watching the news.

There was a report about Exotic Beast attacks. His parents looked worried as they said that Exotic Beast attacks had become increasingly frequent lately, and the world was growing more and more dangerous.

Then they saw another report about a child prodigy.

It said that in Capital City, a thousand-year-old martial arts family had produced a naturally powerful genius who could lift a twenty-kilogram dumbbell with one hand at only two years old, shocking the entire nation.

Lin Yansheng could not help sighing. "Those martial arts families in Capital City have good genes and good resources. Many of their descendants are Favored Children of Heaven from the moment they're born. It's really enviable."

Out of a mother's natural bias toward her son, Zhang Wanxin said dismissively, "My Chenchen is a Favored Child of Heaven too. He definitely won't lose to those so-called family geniuses in the future."

Hearing Zhang Wanxin's words, Lin Zichen silently gave her a thumbs-up. As expected of Mother. She really has an eye for talent.

After that, his gaze remained fixed on the television screen. As he watched the child prodigy effortlessly lift a barbell with one hand, countless thoughts ran through his mind.

Effortlessly lifting a twenty-kilogram dumbbell with one hand at two years old...

A genius who had shocked the entire nation...

I wonder if, by the time I'm two, I'll be able to effortlessly lift something weighing twenty kilograms with one hand too?

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