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Chapter 4

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After returning home, Jiang Changkong thought for a moment before taking out 16 attribute points and adding them to the Iron Cloth Technique.

His body gained strength again, and his skin glowed faintly.

His strength increased again, and he felt much better. His fatigue was gone.

But he still felt sleepy. It seemed that he needed to perfect Iron Shirt.

Jiang Changkong: Normal person

Iron Shirt: Dacheng 1/100

Essence, Spirit, Spirit: 5

It was already Dacheng. Next would be perfect, and beyond perfect.

Essence, Spirit could be upgraded infinitely. Could it be upgraded to perfect Iron Shirt?

Moreover, after the upgrade, he felt that his body was strengthened in all aspects, and most of his internal injuries were healed.

This made him a little excited. He lay in bed for two hours before falling asleep.

The next day, he went to work.

As soon as he set up the table, Ji Ziling arrived.

Zhou Wen had something to do, so he wouldn't be coming today.

"Thank you so much."

Soon, a woman came. It was the woman from the day before.

"It's my duty," Ji Ziling said calmly.

"If it wasn't for you, my husband wouldn't have survived yesterday," the woman said gratefully.

She didn't forget about Jiang Changkong. "You too, young man. My husband is butchering a cow. He'll send you some fresh beef later."

It was done so quickly, and he was butchering cows again?

Wasn't the healing ability of this world a little too powerful?

Jiang Changkong was shocked, but he felt that it was reasonable.

"No need," Ji Ziling said.

"Butchering cows? Can I see? I don't want the beef. I just want to see, "Jiang Changkong said.

"See? Of course, no problem, "the woman said quickly.

"No." Ji Ziling frowned. "You can't see the knife."

Jiang Changkong laughed dryly. "It's fine now. Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm just going to take a look."

Ji Ziling frowned even more.

"I'm just going to take a look, Doctor Ji. It'll be fine. I won't let him touch the knife," the woman said quickly.

She wanted to thank Jiang Changkong. Since he wanted to take a look, she had to bring him along.

"Alright." Ji Ziling agreed.

"Let's go, let's go. We're still killing them."

The woman smiled and led him over.

The place where the cow was slaughtered was not far away, just behind the market.

The woman's name was Li Xiaohua. The one who was injured yesterday was her man, Liu Kui.

Yesterday, when he was slaughtering the cow, he didn't restrain it properly, and it ended up biting it.

He followed Li Xiaohua to the place where the cows were slaughtered.

Essence, Qi, Spirit + 1 + 1 …

His Essence, Qi, and Spirit were frantically mobilized. This time, it was equivalent to going to the market several times.

Because this was not a place to kill a cow.

There were also many butchers who were slaughtering pigs and sheep.

Cows had the most energy, followed by sheep, pigs, and dogs.

Li Xiaohua gave him a small stool.

He sat there and watched until an hour later, when his essence, Qi, and spirit were all gone. Only then did he leave.

Li Xiaohua smiled and said that she would come again in the afternoon.

Cows, sheep, pigs, and dogs that had just been killed had the most vigorous vitality.

This time, he had gained 13 points, making a total of 18.

If he could get the same amount in the afternoon, he would be able to perfect his Iron Shirt in no time.

When he returned to the clinic, seeing that Jiang Changkong was not injured, Ji Ziling was relieved.

It seemed that his bad habit of constantly poking at him had been cured.

The clinic was not busy. A few days ago, there were still people, but now there was no one.

The skin had been healed, and there were no injured people around.

Jiang Changkong sat on the chair, while Ji Ziling was playing with her phone.

At noon, Ji Ziling put down her phone and went to make lunch.

He glanced at his phone and saw a message.

"Baby, when are you coming back?"

Ying Yanxue: "I treat you like a good sister, but you want to sleep with me!"

Jiang Changkong was shocked. He seemed to have discovered a secret.

His phone went dark. Ji Ziling had entered the kitchen.

He suddenly remembered that when they first met, Ji Ziling had stabbed him with a dagger.

Afterwards, she even wiped her hands.

Last night, when the seriously injured man collapsed, she went to help the woman.

This Ying Yanxue should be the woman from the clinic.

It was not a good thing to pry into other people's secrets. Jiang Changkong pretended not to know.

It was not like he had never seen someone like her in his previous life, but it was a pity.

What a beautiful girl. No wonder the boys in the martial arts school didn't pursue her.

"Let's eat."

Half an hour later, Ji Ziling was done cooking and invited him to eat.

Every day, Ji Ziling cooked and he did the dishes.

There were still no injured people in the afternoon, so Jiang Changkong went to watch the slaughter in the afternoon.

It was 12 o 'clock.

The total points were 30.

"How's your Iron Shirt? Dacheng?"

Ji Ziling asked as soon as he entered the clinic.

"Yes, it was a fluke," Jiang Changkong said.

Ji Ziling nodded and didn't say anything else.

Jiang Changkong didn't think much of her secret.

Zhou Wen knew what that distant attitude was.

At night, he left after work.

Jiang Changkong didn't go home. He went to the hospital.

Of course, the hospital had the most injured people.

But to his disappointment, the injured people in the hospital had all stabilized, but their vitality was long gone.

It was a wasted trip.

Was he going to hurt me again?

Better to wait a little longer. There was a slaughterhouse to replenish his vitality.

He went home to sleep and went back to work the next day.

He didn't know where he went. He didn't see him the next day.

He went to the slaughterhouse as usual. He was lucky today. He managed to make it until 15 o 'clock in the morning.

It was 13 o 'clock in the afternoon.

58 points. At this rate, his Acquired Iron Shirt would be perfected. His internal injuries would also be healed.

His days passed peacefully. He went to work, watched the slaughterhouse, and replenished his vitality.

He went to the hospital at night. What if he got lucky one day?

Very well.

As expected, after another two days, he had gathered enough Essence, Energy, and Spirit Points.

Vitality: 115 points.

He added a hundred points to improve his Iron Shirt again.

Iron Shirt: Perfected 1/400

His strength increased again. This time, he could lift the middle-aged man with one hand.

He didn't feel any discomfort anymore. He was full of energy. He didn't feel sleepy at night.

He was completely recovered!

The next step was to surpass perfected and enter a martial arts school!

He went home after work and prepared to go to the hospital again.

Not long after he left the shop, a blood-stained figure appeared in his sight.

"Changkong, go get Senior Ziling."

The blood-stained figure said anxiously.

"Brother Zhou Wen?"

Jiang Changkong was stunned. This was Zhou Wen. How did he get so badly injured?

Vitality + 5, + 3 …

Damn, how many injuries did he get?

Jiang Changkong wasn't excited at all. He quickly helped Zhou Wen up. "It's time to get off work. Ji Ziling has gone back."

"Gone back?"

Zhou Wen's face turned pale.

"What happened?" Jiang Changkong frowned. "Do you have her number?"

"My phone was snatched by that son of a bitch."

Zhou Wen's expression was ferocious. He panicked. "Run, they're coming."

When Jiang Changkong looked over, two figures appeared in his line of sight.

"I'll carry you."

Jiang Changkong carried Zhou Wen on his back and took out his phone. "You make the call."

"Changkong, put me down. You can't outrun them," Zhou Wen said anxiously.

Jiang Changkong ran quickly. "If I can't outrun them, I'll just get beaten up. There are surveillance cameras everywhere. Would they dare to kill me?"

Zhou Wen said, "They're my classmates. Of course they wouldn't dare to kill you. They'll definitely beat you up."

"You inform Ji Ziling first."

Jiang Changkong didn't say anything. He ran for his life.

Zhou Wen was good to him. Moreover, Zhou Wen was constantly releasing his Vitality.

He couldn't bear to give up on this constant acquisition.

Next, he had to work on surpassing perfected and entering a martial arts school.

Zhou Wen was a student of a martial arts school. In the future, he would be a senior.

There were many benefits to having a good relationship with him.

As for getting beaten up?

He had been stabbed with a knife. So what if he got beaten up?

Yes, there was a small dagger in his pocket. He could try it if necessary.

Ji Ziling obviously didn't plan on returning his dagger.

He could only buy a new one and keep it in his pocket. He could use it when necessary.

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