Half-Step Quasi-Perfection Sub-First-Class Mechanic

Half-step Quasi-Perfect Sub-First-Class Repairman

Xu Feng hurriedly pulled back his fist, which he had only swung halfway. "What are you looking at? Get back to your studies!"

Xiao Dan pursed her lips and looked away, though her peripheral vision remained fixed on the target.

As Xu Feng's final two blades flew out in succession.

The throwing knives struck the fifth ring one after another.

This time, all three throwing knives hit the target!

Xiao Dan shuddered, her small fists clenching tightly.

But Xu Feng, immersed in his joy, didn't notice the little girl's reaction at all.

"Again!"

Full of confidence, Xu Feng retrieved the throwing knives.

He knew very well that this was likely due to the panel.

However, he had no time to check it right now.

This time, he recalled his previous posture.

He pinched a throwing knife and suddenly whipped his arm forward.

"Thud, thud, thud!"

Accompanied by a series of muffled sounds.

The three throwing knives hit the outer sixth ring in a triangular formation.

The accuracy was visibly improving and concentrating.

Retrieve, throw.

Retrieve, throw again.

Until the sixteenth time.

"Thud!"

With the first blade, Xu Feng hit the ten-ring for the first time.

The second blade, another ten-ring!

The third blade.

"Thud!"

Still a ten-ring.

But the sound of the throwing knife hitting the target had suddenly changed.

Xu Feng leaned in to take a closer look.

The blade, which had previously only embedded itself one-tenth of the way into the wall panel, was now buried one-third deep!

With a thought, he opened the panel.

[Secret Blade Art · Proficient (2/500)]

Just as he thought!

It was indeed increasing in proficiency with practice, and it really was the case that every bit of effort yielded results.

Moreover, once the level increased, a wealth of relevant knowledge and experience would naturally appear in his mind.

Awesome!

Xu Feng was truly thrilled.

He loved this feeling.

As long as he put in the effort, there was a reward.

This was, quite frankly, a massive cheat.

In this world, there were far too many things where one could work hard only to end up with nothing.

Even if one had been immersed in a skill for many years, if it were neglected for a long time, the skill level would inevitably decline.

But judging by the current capabilities of this panel, there was absolutely no risk of regression.

Wasn't this the legendary "once mastered, forever mastered"?

Who could ask for anything more?

Xu Feng stayed up late, practicing his throwing knives.

Once Xiao Dan finished her homework, he stopped and began repairing the communicator.

By the time midnight approached, Xu Feng glanced at the time and finally drifted into a deep sleep.

Over the following week, Xu Feng's life became completely regimented.

What does it mean to have a three-point-one-line routine?

From home to the base, then to the trading zone, and finally back home.

For a week, Xu Feng's schedule was packed to the brim every single day.

He would wake up early to cook and go to work.

In the afternoon, he would return to cook, repair equipment, and practice his throwing knives.

In the dead of night, he would cultivate the Nine Star Body Refining Art before going to sleep.

And so, the cycle repeated.

After a week, his blood-energy hadn't changed much, laboriously climbing to only 175c.

On the contrary, his throwing knife technique and repair skills had advanced by leaps and bounds.

First, regarding his throwing knife proficiency, Xu Feng had successfully stepped into the "mastery" level.

Within a five-meter range, any casual throw would hit the bullseye, embedding itself about three-quarters of the way into the wall.

As for its power, Xu Feng had never seen the lethality of firearms, so he assumed it was relatively weaker.

However, against a person, this damage was enough to cause a severe injury.

If he aimed for the eyes, they would definitely be blinded.

As for his repair skills, Xu Feng could no longer be bothered with the 940 models.

He now specialized in the 945 and Mate 950 models.

The Mate 950, in particular, was used by workers and logistics personnel with slightly better incomes.

It could not only connect to Earth via relay stations but also support video calls.

Among low-end communicators, Weihua's Mate 950 was the most widely used product in recent years.

He could acquire a damaged unit for 900, and after repairing it, sell it to a second-hand shop for 1,700, or to a passerby for 2,000 to 2,200!

However, the components required to repair this device were also expensive, so the cost was slightly higher.

Even so, he could stably earn a profit margin of around 900.

Although it demanded a high level of repair skill, after long and arduous practice, Xu Feng had finally elevated his communicator repair technique to the "proficient" level.

With this, he could basically handle all the minor issues encountered with the Mate 950.

Although his repair success rate wasn't one hundred percent, compared to when he first started, it was no exaggeration to call Xu Feng a "repair master" now.

After this week, subtracting living expenses and repair costs, Xu Feng's account balance had finally, with great difficulty, broken the ten-thousand mark.

"Little Board."

[Name: Xu Feng]
[Blood-energy: 175c]
[Age: 40]
[Skills:
Nine Star Body Refining Art [Free Version] · Proficient (45/100)
Communicator Repair · Proficient (9/20)
Secret Blade Art · Mastery (115/1000)]

Xu Feng admired his current stats with satisfaction.

He then walked out of the house, practiced a set of the body refining art under the cover of night, and only then returned inside to lie down.

Early the next morning.

It was the long-awaited end-of-month holiday.

Since he didn't have to go to the base today, Xu Feng planned to try setting up a stall in the trading zone.

After waking up, he first made a set of jianbing guozi for Xiao Dan.

Only then did he pack up his tools and the repaired communicators, preparing to head out.

"Dad, I want to go too!"

Xiao Dan held up her oily hands, grabbing onto Xu Feng's clothes.

"Let go, let go! Did you wash your hands? How many times have I told you to wash your hands after eating? I just washed these clothes!"

Xu Feng pulled her dirty little paws away.

He then dragged the little girl over to wash her hands thoroughly.

"Whoosh—"

The water trickled out like a thin stream of urine.

As Xu Feng rubbed her hands, he said, "Fine, I wouldn't be at ease leaving you home alone. Take your homework with you."

"Today is my first day setting up the stall, so your job is to act as my lucky charm. Understand?"

"Mm-hmm."

Xiao Dan nodded like a pestle pounding garlic, her eyes filled with a hint of excitement.

Over these past few days, thanks to Xu Feng's dedicated care, the little one had grown noticeably taller.

Not only had her face become chubby, but her overall spirit had improved significantly as well.

Likewise, her foul language had decreased, and her clothes were much cleaner.

Lu Fei had visited once during this time; while she was greatly surprised, she finally stopped looking at Xu Feng with cold disdain.

Of course.

He wasn't raising his daughter just to please that wicked, big-breasted woman.

But not being looked down upon was still a pleasant feeling.

After changing the little girl into her old, worn-out clothes, he led her through the filthy, chaotic streets.

Soon, the father and daughter finally arrived at the trading zone.

As expected, with this now bright-eyed and pretty little girl in tow, Xu Feng attracted quite a few gazes along the way.

After all, this place was incredibly chaotic.

It was rare to see anyone bringing a child to set up a stall.

Once the repair stall was set up, Xu Feng hung up his handwritten sign: "Low-Price Communicator Repairs."

He then said to Xiao Dan, "Alright, go ahead and do your homework. Do you remember what I just taught you?"

"I remember."

The little girl, with her hair tied into two high buns like Nezha, nodded.

Her large eyes blinked incessantly.

Xu Feng smiled with satisfaction. "Get to your homework."

After saying that, he placed the second-hand communicators from his pocket onto the table.

He set down the handwritten price tags.

Then, he opened his repair tools and began repairing a communicator on the spot.

Whatever you do, you must look the part.

Xu Feng understood this principle well.

He had to not only sell but also provide repairs and after-sales service.

He needed to offer a one-stop service.

Only then could he capture customers and build a reputation.

Once he had a reputation, he would have a channel to make money!

His luck was clearly quite good.

Soon, a couple walked over. "Hey? These second-hand communicators are pretty cheap."

The girl had just spoken when her boyfriend pulled her away. "Hey, everyone in this place is a scammer. Let's go."

Just as the two were about to walk away, the little girl suddenly turned her head and asked Xu Feng, "Daddy, was Mommy as pretty as that big sister when she was alive?"