Grandpa Lei taught skills in a carefree, unserious manner, while Ying Xiaoxiao taught robbery with gentle sweetness.
Xu Jiang refused to believe the two were master and disciple. They were complete opposites.
But if he had to choose between the two, he would definitely choose Ying Xiaoxiao's method. Mining himself was exhausting; a blow to the back of the head was much more time- and labor-efficient.
When Xiao Hei heard that Xu Jiang was about to enter the Spirit Domain, he simply decided not to come back. Instead, he wandered around the Black Market, helping Xu Jiang pick out tools such as a large backpack and a mining impact drill.
As for the others, there really was not much they could help with. At most, they could discuss their experience with dirty tricks, like shifting blame onto others or choosing a place to bury a body.
An idea struck Xu Jiang, and he asked, "Actually, there is something I need everyone's help with. I've recently wanted to undergo professional physical training. Do you have any recommendations?"
Physical training? That was hardly unusual.
Although Mech-type physiques were not as strong as those of Swordsmen or martial artists, basic running and weight-bearing exercises were still necessary. If one's breathing was unstable, even the hand holding a gun would shake. Some training would not hurt.
"How about this? I'll send you all my training materials. This is an exclusive secret manual, so don't spread it around!" Grandpa Lei sent the electronic materials to Xu Jiang through the communicator.
He himself clasped his hands behind his back and assumed the bearing of a grand master. It seemed he was extremely confident in the insights he had painstakingly developed over decades.
"Trash." Qianji gave a remarkably fair assessment the very next second.
That bad?
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