Qin Ming's Change

Su Wuming had been unconscious for an entire night.

From the moment Lin Pangpang carried him back, he had slept without waking.

Lin Pangpang did not disturb him. After going out to exchange the Beast Crystals for money, he transferred it to the orphanage.

That afternoon, he did some physical training himself. Fortunately, he was Food Type. After buffing himself, he went alone to set up a stall at the night market.

Cultivation might be arduous, but life had to go on.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Su Wuming was awakened by the aroma of braised chicken drumsticks.

Before his eyes even opened, his head had already stretched out of the bedroom and reached the dining table.

It had to be said that the recovery ability of the Rubber Constitution was absurd. Aside from the hunger in his stomach, Su Wuming had fully recovered mentally as well.

Just like the protagonists in the anime he had watched in his previous life, one night's sleep could heal any wound or pain.

Of course, eating was the fastest way to recover, but he had fallen unconscious at the time and could not eat.

There were five braised chicken drumsticks for breakfast today, all enhanced by Lin Pangpang with the Blood Vitality Infusion buff.

Lin Pangpang himself felt that the ability he currently possessed had been prepared specifically for Su Wuming.

In their class, he was the only one with Blood Vitality Infusion. The other four all had Spiritual Energy Infusion.

Maybe it had something to do with him being a foodie himself...

After Su Wuming bit down on a drumstick, the rest of his body followed over. Even though Lin Pangpang had seen this ability yesterday, he still found it somewhat hard to get used to.

Just imagine it: early in the morning, while eating breakfast, a head suddenly stretched out right across from you. Under normal circumstances, that would scare someone half to death.

Only after wolfing down three drumsticks did the hunger in Su Wuming's stomach finally disappear, and his tightly shut eyes opened.

"Phew~~ That felt great! Another day full of energy!"

"Hehe~ You ate thirty yuan's worth of breakfast in one sitting. Of course it felt great..." After speaking, Lin Pangpang looked at the soy milk in his bowl and the fried dough stick in his hand, instantly losing his appetite.

The more he thought about it, the more cheated he felt. He reached out to grab the remaining two drumsticks on the table.

However, Su Wuming was one step faster. With a sweep of his hand, the plate was instantly emptied.

"You've already eaten thirty yuan's worth, so another twenty won't make a difference. Thanks, Pangpang. You're worthy of being my best bond."

"What the hell is this bond nonsense?! If I could beat you, believe it or not, I'd hammer you eight times a day."

"Mm, I believe you. But do you believe I can hammer you eight times right now?"

Uh... Lin Pangpang decided it was better to follow his heart.

He chickened out...

Of course, Su Wuming was only joking with him. In the end, he still gave him one drumstick.

When they arrived at school, Instructor Mo Lan was already there.

After yesterday's display of dominance, the students in the class were exceptionally well-behaved today.

As a result, in the vast Martial Arena, only Su Wuming was striking a wooden post by himself.

It couldn't be helped. The strong were always lonely...

With yesterday's experience, Su Wuming began trying to cultivate the Dao Guidance Method while striking the wooden post.

It had to be said that the senior who created this cultivation method was truly an unparalleled genius.

The method was suitable for Spirit Martial Practitioners of every type. Its main purpose was to gradually draw out a cultivator's own potential.

This was how the martial skills of Awakened ones from every type came about.

Human potential was limitless. As long as one was willing to work hard and diligently comprehend one's awakened talent, digging ever deeper, the rewards gained would be proportional to the effort invested.

For this reason, some particularly gifted individuals could even sell the martial skills they had comprehended. PS: Their insights into the comprehension process were included, helping cultivators of the same type master the martial skills faster.

Instructor Mo Lan had explained all of this yesterday.

Su Wuming was now considering whether his Eight Gates would trigger a frenzied scramble among Power Type Spirit Martial Practitioners, or even those of other types, if he put it up for sale.

However, the prerequisite for all that was proving through his own strength that it was worth fighting over.

But for now, he had not comprehended any Power Type martial skills through the Dao Guidance Method. It had only increased his physical strength and power.

According to the records, Silver Rank was already the limit for Power Type Spirit Martial Practitioners. Like a curse, in the past several hundred years, not a single person had broken through this limit due to the restrictions of this type of talent.

Perhaps once he surpassed Silver Rank, he would gain different insights and discoveries, possibly changing this situation. For that, he would have to thank the system.

"How many?" Su Wuming, who had been thinking about this, was suddenly interrupted by a voice from behind him.

He immediately knew who it was. It was Qin Ming. Without turning his head, Su Wuming answered his question calmly.

"201."

Then he added, "What, did you defy the instructor again?"

"No. I asked for it myself. After yesterday's battle, I wasn't convinced. I want to defeat you."

Who would have thought the former class monitor could bend and stretch like this?

I admire your courage to want to defeat me, but you don't have a cheat system.

"Keep it up~" Su Wuming replied, then ignored him and continued his punching challenge.

After being interrupted, the Dao Guidance Method cultivation he had only just gotten into had to start over from scratch.

He did not blame Qin Ming for it. He was already multitasking, and being interrupted was a form of cultivation too.

Besides, the vast Martial Arena was no longer occupied by him alone, even if he and the other person had a conflict...

Su Wuming did not think too much about Qin Ming's sudden change in attitude today.

What he did not know was that after Qin Ming returned home yesterday and recounted what had happened, he received a stern lecture from his elders, who told him not to make enemies of his classmates.

Especially a Spirit Martial Practitioner like Su Wuming, who had undergone a second Mutant Awakening.

What deep-seated grudges could young people in their student days possibly have? It was nothing more than petty squabbles.

As one of the Qin Family's promising future heirs, the first thing he needed to learn was how to recognize and make good use of people. Most importantly, he needed to be broad-minded!

The Qin Family could not be considered some famous great clan. Its gradual growth and development had not come from throwing its weight around.

Of course, after generations of development, there would always be parasites. Those elders existed to clear out such parasites.

Although Qin Ming was somewhat unconvinced, he had one virtue: he was obedient!

He might not understand what his elders said right now, but if he could not figure it out, he could think it over slowly.

The testing dummies Instructor Mo Lan had planted in the ground yesterday were still there. Qin Ming casually picked one and began the same punching challenge as Su Wuming.

This kind of training was equally effective for an Animal Type Spirit Martial Practitioner like him. The method was primitive, but it truly worked. It was just that not many people these days could endure this kind of hardship.

Most were constrained by all those rules and restrictions surrounding talent.

And Instructor Mo Lan treated everyone equally, giving Qin Ming the same advice about multitasking.

At lunchtime, seeing that Su Wuming showed no sign of stopping, Qin Ming gritted his teeth and continued.

Moreover, today he did not use his ability to condense sand and soil to protect his fists.

Just as Su Wuming had said yesterday:

"Men should fight with their bare fists!"

To surpass your opponent, you had to understand and get close to your opponent.

That was a meaningful sentence his father had told him last night.

It was clear that Qin Ming was truly obedient...