Though he had gone to bed late, he rose early.
Chu Ge woke at the first light of dawn the next day, still feeling refreshed. As usual, he meditated, ran, and practiced his footwork with a durian balanced on his head.
When he realized the durian would not fall even while he ran, he knew this durian training routine had run its course.
He wondered whether it worked along the same lines as Moon Shadow's claim that "Esper Abilities improve faster in a fight." Yesterday's fight and his injuries seemed to have brought a qualitative leap in his cultivation. The clearest example was that the footwork he used to dodge stationary furniture had worked against moving enemies for the first time. That was a breakthrough.
Thus, the goal of balancing a durian on his head-"improving his balance"-had been achieved.
Chu Ge strolled leisurely around the living room and found that even when he accelerated to his current limit, he no longer bumped into anything or felt unsteady.
This was a "mental imprint": his mind had formed a memory of how to balance his body. To continue training, he would probably have to change his routine. Practicing footwork around stationary indoor obstacles no longer seemed particularly helpful either.
Chu Ge simply cracked open the durian and ate it for breakfast.
That's for pricking me all these days. How do you like that?
As he ate, he wondered whether this home was already becoming unsuitable. He might have to move farther into the suburbs, where he could train outdoors with nobody around.
Then he remembered Qiu Wuji saying she had encountered that fellow with writing on his face out in the suburbs... Chu Ge grew thoughtful.
Someone was already doing that.
If they were a small organization, he wondered whether they had