Perfect-grade

Smack!

A loud flick landed on Zhou Hao's forehead.

Zhou Ying'er planted her hands on her slim waist, thrusting out her ample chest as she put on a fierce expression. "You little brat, you've really grown bold, huh? You actually want your sister to take you to Limitless Gym headquarters. Do you know that just the plane tickets from Jiangnan Base City to Hongning Base City cost ten million Chinese Dollars? Are you trying to bankrupt your sister?"

"No, forget bankruptcy. Even if I sold your sister, I still couldn't afford it!"

Zhou Hao rubbed his head, his eyes darting around as he said, "Sis, that's not right."

Zhou Ying'er instinctively asked, "What's not right?"

Zhou Hao took a step back and looked Zhou Ying'er up and down. With a snicker, he said, "With your face and figure, Sis, if you were sold, you'd be worth more than ten million Chinese Dollars, right? Maybe Cheng Jin would pay a hundred million?"

"You little bastard, you're actually thinking of selling your sister? Let's see if I don't teach you a lesson today..." Zhou Ying'er instantly flew into a rage and reached out to grab Zhou Hao's shoulder.

But Zhou Hao had already slipped to the bedroom door like a loach.

"Sis, if you want me to put in a good word with Mom and stop Cheng Jin from taking Mom's route, then you'd better work hard and make money... Oh, right, the deadline is within half a year." His adorable little face was full of shrewdness as he counted on his fingers. "Plane tickets for two cost twenty million Chinese Dollars. Over six months, that's about 3.4 million Chinese Dollars a month!"

After finishing the calculation,

he slammed the door shut. His childish voice continued from outside, "Go, Sis! I believe in you!"

Inside the room,

Zhou Ying'er's anger was long gone. Instead, she narrowed her eyes, a smile at the corners of her lips. "That little brat is getting faster and faster."

But soon, she rubbed her forehead and sighed. "What kind of little brother did Mom give birth to? The pressure is huge!"

That night.

Dark clouds blanketed the sky, with not a trace of moonlight in sight.

Wilderness Zone 085.

Roars occasionally echoed through the pitch-black darkness.

At this moment,

Zhou Hao, standing on a shrunken shield and concealing his aura, hovered before a high-rise building.

"System check-in!"

As his voice fell,

a pleasant system notification immediately sounded in Zhou Hao's mind.

Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have successfully checked in at Wilderness City 085 and obtained a Perfect-grade Movement Technique.

Ding! Congratulations, Host... You have obtained two Series 9 Flying Daggers.

Ding! Congratulations, Host... You have obtained a D7 Combat Suit.

Ding! Congratulations, Host... You have obtained an A7 Blood Shadow Battle Saber.

Four rewards in a row!

Yet Zhou Hao frowned. Both of his Wilderness Zone check-ins had yielded movement techniques and equipment. At this rate, checking in at other Wilderness Zones would probably bring the same type of rewards.

But for him now, only the movement technique was useful.

As for equipment like battle sabers, flying daggers, combat suits, and shields, he could buy them himself. There was no need for the system to give them to him and waste reward slots.

"This lousy system was probably affected by that first check-in, when it went crazy giving out rewards!" Zhou Hao thought to himself. The things he had received when checking in at the Dim Land for the first time had indeed been plentiful. Many of the techniques and items did not even exist in the Devouring World.

But after his reincarnation, the rewards from checking in were almost all things that existed in the Devouring World.

He did not need to think hard to know something was definitely wrong.

"I still need to keep changing locations." Having made up his mind, Zhou Hao directly revealed himself and charged into the territory occupied by a High-level Beast General.

A Perfect-grade Movement Technique was clearly superior to an advanced Subtle Movement Technique.

This time, while fighting the High-level Beast General,

he did not even use his flying daggers. After nearly half an hour, he killed the High-level Beast General.

After collecting the materials, Zhou Hao did not linger and quickly left.

The next day.

At dawn.

Wearing a blue-and-white tank top that exposed her smooth, pale midriff, Zhou Ying'er opened Zhou Hao's bedroom door and strode to his bedside. Pinching his cheek, she called out, "Get up already. Stop sleeping in. Your sister's taking you to the Training Hall to have some fun."

Zhou Hao had heard Zhou Ying'er's footsteps long ago. He opened his eyes speechlessly and kicked toward her chest.

Zhou Ying'er swiftly caught Zhou Hao's ankle and smiled. "Not bad. You're so young, yet you've already learned how to sneak attack."

"I was just testing whether you've improved in the Wilderness Zone, Sis." Zhou Hao curled his lips. That kick had been casual; if he used even a little strength, he could have sent Zhou Ying'er flying.

"You think you can test your sister's limits? Grow another ten years first!" Zhou Ying'er gave a hard tug and scooped Zhou Hao into her arms, her ample chest instantly burying his little face.

Zhou Hao said, "Mmph... I, mmph, haven't put on... my clothes!"

Zhou Ying'er smacked Zhou Hao's butt a few times and laughed. "A three-year-old little brat is already shy? But you really have grown quite a bit."

As she spoke, she put Zhou Hao down and urged, "Hurry up and get dressed. Your sister will wait outside. Don't dawdle."

"Got it!" Zhou Hao turned around and quickly burrowed back under the covers.

A few minutes later.

On the Sixth Floor of Limitless Gym,

Shen Hong, Li Min, and Zheng Ru took turns hugging Zhou Hao.

Zhou Ying'er smiled and asked, "Sister Shen, I'm planning to start training Xiao Hao now. What do you think?"

Shen Hong grabbed Zhou Hao again as he tried to slip away. Her callused hands felt him all over, and she said in surprise, "Your little brother really does have a good physique. Starting his training at three is indeed too early, but with his foundation, it shouldn't be a problem."

"But you can't rush it. Start with the basics and train him gradually."

Zhou Ying'er nodded. "That's what I was thinking too. I'll first have him learn some basic Stake Standing. After a few years of tempering, he can slowly start learning other training movements."

A smile appeared on Shen Hong's face. "Your idea is good, Ying'er. The descendants of some conglomerates or War Gods begin training from a young age, but they have resources to let children soak in special nutrient solutions that strengthen their muscles, bones, and cellular vitality."

"Commoners like us may not have those resources, but we still need to prepare some nutrition. Basic Stake Standing is exhausting, especially for children who are still growing. Without sufficient nutrition to support it, it will harm his body."

Zhou Ying'er's expression turned solemn. "I understand."

"It's good that you do. Don't ruin your little brother in a moment of rashness." Shen Hong reminded her, then added, "I have some connections. Tomorrow, I'll get your little brother some Monster Gene Meat that's suitable for absorption and has no side effects. As for medicinal herbs and the like, those are harder to get."

"Thank you, Sister Shen!" Zhou Ying'er's face immediately lit up with joy.

Shen Hong waved her hand. "Why be so polite with me? Besides, I quite like Xiao Hao. Watching him grow up will be pretty interesting!"

At that, she paused and lowered her voice. "What are you planning to do about Cheng Jin?"

The smile on Zhou Ying'er's face quickly vanished.

After thinking for a moment, she sighed. "I haven't thought of a solution yet..."

"Ying'er!"

Before she could finish, Zhou Ying'er heard that familiar voice, and her face darkened.

Shen Hong glanced toward the Sixth Floor entrance. Seeing Cheng Jin walking over, she could not help frowning. "Looks like this guy is determined to cling to you. Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Ying'er. Just let him keep pestering you. Young masters from conglomerates like him usually don't have much patience. I refuse to believe that if he can't win you over after a while, he'll keep bothering you!"

Zhou Ying'er bit her lip. "For now, that's all I can do."