Inside the Gym, Lin Hao held a calligraphy brush and wrote a piece on rice paper with bold, forceful strokes.
With this green-quality brush and a translation booklet compiled by the Yanhuang Trade Association, Lin Hao had also begun learning characters and practicing calligraphy in his spare time between martial training over the two months since his return.
Being semi-literate was rather embarrassing, after all. Although the Martial Examination did not demand much literary knowledge, it still required basic literacy.
It did not matter much for Martial Students and Martial Talents, but those who passed the Martial Examination would at least serve as junior military officers and needed basic communication skills.
Already capable of Force Gathering, and aided by the brush's attributes, Lin Hao produced writing that, while not particularly beautiful, had an inherent structure. Its strong, sharply hooked strokes looked imposing.
"Your calligraphy is growing more imposing by the day, Mr. Lin."
Flattery still rolled effortlessly off Wang Jiye's tongue, to the point that even Yi Feng felt somewhat threatened. Apart from not knowing how to pick locks, this fellow's bootlicking skills were actually no worse than his own!
And he was better at managing things, too!
"Mr. Lin-"
Captain Lu and Coach Zhang arrived shortly afterward, and Lin Hao smiled and nodded at them.
In terms of management and approachability, the two fell short of Wang Jiye, but that gold and silver had earned them some very real goodwill.
Nowadays, Lin Hao always found the two rather pleasant to look at.
Thirty kilograms of gold amounted to over six hundred thousand wish power, more than he had brought back from his last Special Evacuation!
The silver was also covering his expenses.
Still, Wang Jiye was comparatively more capable, and he maintained contact with the Yanhuang Trade Association.
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