Earth's Three Great Gods of War in the Star Power Era
The Star Power cultivation model consisted of five sections: strength, agility, constitution, spirit, and energy level.
The Star Power model currently playing on the projector was the strength section.
To Fang Yuan, Yang Yuping's beginner Star Power model was not particularly complicated. He could memorize it after watching it a couple more times.
He had learned about Star Power cultivation models before, so he picked it up relatively quickly.
After following the Star Power circulation shown on the projector three times, he had basically mastered it.
However, there was only one projector. Just because one person had learned it did not mean it would move on to the second section of the Star Power model.
After repeating the strength-section Star Power circulation twice, Fang Yuan began turning his attention to Wei Hailong.
He channeled Star Power into his eyes and began inspecting Wei Hailong's attributes.
As expected, everything on the attribute panel except the name was a question mark.
This was undoubtedly a boss template. He could not see a single piece of useful information.
While Fang Yuan was observing him, Wei Hailong seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up at him.
Their eyes met, their gazes clashing for an instant.
Fang Yuan casually shifted his gaze back to the projection screen and followed the images through another review of the strength-section Star Power circulation.
There were three consecutive martial arts classes that afternoon.
The entire afternoon was spent practicing the Star Power cultivation model.
They only got ten minutes of rest between classes.
During a break.
One of Han Youwei's female classmates pressed a can of cola into her hand.
She walked over to Fang Yuan, raised the cola, and said, "Thanks."
"Class One's treating. No need to thank me."
Fang Yuan looked at her curiously and asked, "A rich young lady like you drinks cola too?"
"Other than people with stomach problems, there's nothing wrong with anyone drinking cola. Why shouldn't I?" Han Youwei countered.
"All right. I interrupted you several times in class just now and jumped in with the answers. How come you weren't angry?" Fang Yuan watched her with interest.
"I don't think there's anything to get angry about. You said Professor Yang Yuping was your idol earlier. Is that true?" Han Youwei changed the subject.
"More or less. If I weren't applying for the martial arts track, my first choice would be Professor Yang's combined bachelor's, master's, and doctoral program. Then I'd join his Star Power lab."
Fang Yuan really had been working toward that before, so he had read many of Yang Yuping's papers.
However, those papers were highly specialized, and there was a lot he could not understand.
"That's an unusually ambitious goal. Yang Yuping doesn't recruit for his combined degree program every year, and he conducts the interviews himself. It's very hard to get in," Han Youwei said with a smile.
"That's why I said it used to be my first choice. It was just a thought." Fang Yuan spread his hands.
"You wanted to before, but not anymore?" Han Youwei keenly picked out the key information in his words.
"I think I prefer the super soldier route."
Fang Yuan had previously felt that his martial arts grades were too poor and worried that the super soldier route would not work out, which was why he had wanted to apply for a Star Power technology major.
"If you apply for the martial arts track, won't you have regrets? You'll miss your chance with Professor Yang Yuping," Han Youwei asked, a little curious.
Fang Yuan grinned. "Professor Yang has been recruiting powerful strength-type Awakened these past two years. He wants to keep improving the strength-section circulation of his Star Power model. Maybe becoming a super soldier will make me even more helpful to his Star Power research."
"A super soldier with a mind for research really is a rare species. Go for it!" Han Youwei clenched her fist in an encouraging gesture.
The Yang Yuping Star Power Model excelled in every respect, with just one shortcoming: the gains from its strength-section model were still inferior to those of the Davis Model.
And in the world of super soldiers, strength was the most important attribute.
Although super soldiers all had at least two strong attributes, over seventy percent used their strength attribute as the foundation of their tactics.
Throughout history, the super soldiers who became legends all had the valiant image of someone who could cut down the entire world alone with a single blade.
For example, Huaxia's God of War, Red Dragon; Europe's Kyle, God of Knights; and America's Argus, God of Thunder.
They were all strength-type super gods of war.
Because the Davis Model had an advantage in strength cultivation, it remained very popular internationally, even though it fell short of the Yang Yuping Star Power Model in other respects.
It was time for class.
Han Youwei remembered something. "Oh, right. I booked a coaching session at the martial arts gym tonight. You're still covering the shift tonight, right?"
"I have to have dinner with Xiaozhu first."
"That's fine. I have to eat too. You can spend a little longer with your sister. There's no need to rush."
Fang Yuan looked at her curiously and asked, "If I just skipped work and stood you up, would you get angry?"
"They'd dock your pay, so you'd probably be angrier than me," Han Youwei said, covering her mouth as she laughed.
"I'm really curious. What would it take to make you angry?"
Fang Yuan had harvested Rage Points from every classmate except Han Youwei.
It felt like collecting stamps. He was just one final "stamp" short, and not being able to get it was frustrating.
After martial arts class ended.
Fang Yuan went to the food street beside the school, bought two large portions of wontons and steamed dumplings to go, and took them to the hospital.
The hospital cafeteria's food really was not very good, and Fang Xiaozhu complained about it every day.
So today, Fang Yuan bought her favorite wontons and steamed dumplings outside and brought them over.
While they were eating wontons, the two stray cats appeared on the windowsill right on time again.
Fang Xiaozhu set aside a few wontons and steamed dumplings and put them on the windowsill.
The two stray cats ate, but the food clearly was not much to their liking.
Still, as strays, they could only rummage through garbage cans when they were hungry, so they ate every last bit of the wontons.
Seeing that the two cats did not seem very happy with their food, Fang Xiaozhu turned around and said, "Brother, they don't like wontons."
"They're lucky to have anything to eat."
Fang Yuan did not particularly mind. If stray cats could survive, they could not be that delicate.
Fang Xiaozhu walked back, pulled a packet of salted dried fish out from under her pillow, and prepared to open it to feed the cats.
"Where'd you get that?" Fang Yuan asked casually.
"The new lady doctor gave it to me." Fang Xiaozhu was naturally referring to those medical students who had come for their internships.
"She said it was for feeding the cats?"
"Yep."
"Then she's definitely never had a cat."
"Why?"
"Because cats don't have sweat glands and can't get rid of salt through them. Eating too much salt puts an enormous strain on their kidneys. This salted dried fish is so salty. You're trying to kill these two cats so they won't come bother you anymore, right?" Fang Yuan joked.
"No, I'm not!" Fang Xiaozhu looked furious and flung herself onto the bed to pound her pillow.
Fang Yuan unexpectedly gained one Rage Point from his sister.
After pounding the pillow for a while, Fang Xiaozhu got back up and asked, "Then what should I feed them? They don't like wontons."
"They look pretty happy with their food to me."
The two cats had even licked up the wonton wrappers, then raised their heads and meowed at Fang Xiaozhu.
Fang Xiaozhu came over, grabbed Fang Yuan's arm, and shook it. "Brother, think of something. They really don't like wontons."
"Fine, I'll bring you two bags of cat food tomorrow. That should do, right?"
Fang Yuan had made some money by "selling himself" a few days earlier, so he was not particularly short of money now.
However, since his sister's hospitalization meant they might need money at any time, he did not dare spend extravagantly. Still, buying a few bags of cat food was no problem.