Grinding Like His Life Depended on It

Zhou Ye was delighted to discover that this time, he gained one experience point every quarter hour. The efficiency had increased by roughly fourfold?

After pondering it for a while, Zhou Ye roughly guessed the reason—martial skill training could not be done recklessly. It was not as simple as hacking and slashing wildly to achieve efficiency. If he used the right weapon, or rather, the right training equipment, he could greatly improve the results of his training.

If that was the case, then proper training methods, better training manuals—secret techniques and the like—as well as a teacher's guidance, the experience summarized by those who came before, and so on, could likewise improve efficiency.

After all, one person's abilities were limited. He could not keep feeling an elephant in the dark; he definitely needed to learn more.

Since that was the case, he could not remain in the wilderness forever, dreaming of becoming the Sword God of Ten Miles Slope and making a grand Dragon King Returns entrance when he finally emerged from the mountains.

Therefore, when the time was right, he still had to "return to the human world" and join some martial arts school or sect to study.

Nothing more to say—time to grind! Grind like his life depended on it! As long as he did not grind himself to death, he would grind even in the face of death!

Zhou Ye immediately became full of vigor and began chopping with all his strength...

Yet many times, where there was gain, there was loss. This world was still rather particular about balance.

After gaining another 3 experience points, he felt that his body had already reached its limit. The panel seemed to issue a warning: if he continued like this, his body would become overdrawn, perhaps damaging his foundation.

Zhou Ye was not particularly disappointed. This was quite reasonable. He could not possibly grind himself endlessly; no matter what kind of training it was, work and rest ultimately had to be balanced.

It seemed that his daily limit for farming points was two shichen. However, he could still do normal work at other times. He simply could not push himself to such extremes, so the results of whatever he did would be slightly worse.

So far, Basic Chopping had reached 6 points. He only needed 4 more points to get started.

If he used the waist saber, he could gain 8 experience points per day. Therefore, getting started tomorrow would be more than enough.

Thinking that there was still plenty of time left in the day, Zhou Ye immediately threw himself into building the Little Homestead...

The next day.

Blade light danced across the grass as a figure leaped up and down.

When his training finally ended, Zhou Ye's face already wore a delighted smile. Basic Chopping (Unranked): Beginner (0/50)

What made him even happier was that his free attribute points had gone from 0 → 1. He had not expected this upgrade to actually give him 1 free attribute point.

After a brief consideration, Zhou Ye added 1 point to Constitution.

In truth, Constitution and Health were related, but Health leaned toward injuries, illnesses, and endurance, while Constitution leaned toward physical strength and stamina.

To be honest, Zhou Ye had already vaguely sensed that the shortcomings in various aspects of his body had begun to affect his agility. Although his movement speed was relatively fast, he simply could not sustain it for long. Under such circumstances, stamina was more important than having 1 more point of Agility.

However, after assigning the point and suddenly feeling the changes in his body from the increased Constitution, Zhou Ye was dumbfounded. He hurriedly opened his data panel:

[Zhou Ye (Ordinary Person): 14]

Bone Structure: -3

Comprehension: +3

[Basic Data]

Health: (80/80)

Strength: -3

Agility: +3

Constitution: -2

Spirit: +4

Charm: -2

[Techniques]

[Martial Skills]

Basic Chopping (Unranked): Beginner (0/50)

Free Attribute Points: 0

He had not expected that after adding a point to Constitution, it was like being revived at full health? Not only had his Constitution completely recovered, but his Health had also fully recovered.

In other words, it was equivalent to starting over. Today, he could train for another two shichen. It was like being given an extra chance to train?

At that thought, Zhou Ye's heart ached so badly he nearly suffocated. Had he known this, he should have trained for the full two shichen first, then added the point to Constitution. That way, he would not have wasted one shichen.

No, no! Zhou Ye suddenly realized that the most reasonable method was actually to keep several free attribute points in reserve. If he encountered any situation, he could assign points on the spot, right? That would be the equivalent of a full-health revival—ahhh!

Forget it. There was no medicine for regret in this world. He would count it as suffering a loss to gain wisdom!

Yet at this moment, Zhou Ye suddenly had another wild idea. He thought of a slick little maneuver.

He replaced the waist saber with a woodcutter's axe. This time, instead of chopping trees, he did the same as his earlier waist saber training—slashing through the air...

An hour later, Zhou Ye wore a strange expression. His slick little maneuver had failed miserably; he had still gained only 1 experience point. It seemed that whether he chopped other things was irrelevant. As long as it counted as training, that was enough.

As for this wasted effort, he would treat it as necessary trial and error! If anyone was to blame, it was the panel for being too bare-bones. It actually required him to figure things out himself? Then it was the panel's fault. In any case, this brother was absolutely not at fault.

He switched back to the waist saber. Over the next hour, he smoothly gained 4 experience points, bringing the total to 5.

At this rate, with 8 points per day, he would need six days to successfully level up once.

Today's training was finally over. Zhou Ye came to the place where the weeds were piled. Once these weeds dried, they would have many uses. At the very least, he could spread them beneath his bed and sleep more comfortably.

After looking them over, Zhou Ye returned to his Little Homestead.

At present, four wooden stakes had been erected at the four corners of the Little Homestead, serving as markers.

However, Zhou Ye went to the rear. There were also quite a few neatly cleared wooden stakes in the ground here. He planned to make a back gate in the outer palisade wall...

Several hours later, a row of wooden stakes had been erected where the back gate would be. The tops of the stakes had been sharpened to prevent people outside from climbing over. Between each stake, there was a fist-sized gap that did not obstruct the view in either direction.

After all, Zhou Ye was alone. Being able to keep out wild beasts was enough. If several enemies came, he would not be able to hold the place anyway.

Since he could not hold it, the Little Homestead needed this back gate.

To the naked eye, the stakes here looked no different from the other stakes. However, several stakes in the middle had been deliberately cut off, with wooden pegs above and below holding them in place.

As long as he loosened the wooden pegs, he could push those stakes aside and leave an opening in the middle, allowing him to climb outside conveniently.

After testing those stakes, Zhou Ye nodded with a smile, very satisfied with the opening.

Having completed the work smoothly, Zhou Ye was also in high spirits.

That evening, while eating dinner, Zhou Ye discovered that there were not many flatbreads left. Only two white-flour flatbreads remained, along with five black-flour flatbreads.

Then he would have to make a trip back to the Old Camp. Four days had already passed. Even if rescuers had come, they should have left by now, right?

Having decided to set out, Zhou Ye went to bed early. He quickly drifted into dreamland...