"The Physique test is out. It determines recovery, endurance, and body toughness. Strength determines explosive power, overall strength, and muscle size. With intelligence added, it's easy to learn system knowledge. Now only Agility. "
He focused his sight on the Agility column.
Soon, Agility jumped from 0.23 to 0.33.
Just as the numbers changed, Ye Zichen's eyes lit up.
Garon's body suddenly felt light, and his vision blurred. His mind was empty, as if a lot of heavy things had been removed.
It was as if he was wearing a heavy iron coat, and now he was suddenly taking it off. His whole body felt lighter, and it was as if he could jump high with just a little bit of strength.
"I originally calculated the other data. Normal people's attributes should be around 0.3 on average. In the past, my speed couldn't keep up with others, and my running speed was also very slow. Now it seems that normal people's speed attribute should also be around 0.3 on average. But this data is hard to determine. If only I could change it to 1 as the average of normal people's attributes. "
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Garon saw the data in his vision start to change slowly.
But after ten seconds, all the data had completely changed.
Strength 1.77, Agility 1.10, Physique 1.03, Intelligence 1.20, Potential 80%.
"Sure enough, this ability is adjusted according to the information in my brain. Looking at it, my strength attribute has reached more than half of a normal person's level. No wonder I could easily break through glass and pass through a 200-pound sandbag. "
Garon turned off the light, opened the window for some fresh air, then took off his clothes and lay on the bed. His whole body was filled with an empty and light feeling. Without thinking about anything else, Garon quickly fell into a deep sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes in a daze and heard the door to his bedroom being gently opened. A petite figure quietly walked in.
The figure stood by the bed and looked at him quietly. It was Ying Er.
She was wearing the school uniform short skirt, and the silver zipper could be seen on the side of her slender waist. The short skirt was just enough to cover her thighs, revealing the black stockings below.
"Brother, actually … actually … I …"
Garon sleepily got up.
"Ying Er? What are you doing here so late at night? " He looked at his sister beside the bed. Under the moonlight, he felt that his sister seemed especially beautiful and pure tonight. Especially when she unconsciously grabbed her short skirt with both hands. With her head lowered, only a faint pink color could be seen on her face and neck.
"Brother … You … Can you not get close to other girls …?" Ying Er said in a voice as soft as a mosquito.
"You mean Ai Fei? We're just friends. " Garon thought of the suspicious look in Ai Fei's eyes when he sent her back. He immediately understood what she meant.
Ai Fei seemed to suspect that he liked her, which was why he was so protective of her. Later on, she declined his offer to send her home not only because she didn't want him to know her home address, but also because she rejected his advances.
"I was just rejected by a girl, but I didn't expect to be confessed to by my sister the moment I came back. Ying Er, only you would naively think that your brother is the best, and no one can compare to him. Girls might fall in love with him, as if they were afraid that their brother would be snatched away. But outsiders don't think so. "Garon laughed bitterly in his heart.
"Is that woman pestering you? Damn it …! "Ying Er clenched her small fists. "As long as you promise not to talk to Ai Fei, I … I won't hit you anymore!"
Garon's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He felt that the words "I won't hit you anymore" were very strange coming from his sister's mouth.
Ying Er didn't hear any response, so she lowered her head even more, thinking that Garon didn't agree.
"As long as you promise … Worst case … worst case … worst case … I'll let you …"
She took a step closer, gently grabbed Garon's right hand, and slowly, slowly reached under her short skirt.
Garon's body stiffened, and a soft and warm touch spread from his right hand to his whole body. In an instant, his blood rushed to his head, his whole body was hot, his mouth was dry, and his lower body was as hard as a steel rod.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore!
"Ying Er!" He couldn't help but sit up, and his other hand hugged his sister's waist.
Bang!!
It hurts …
Garon opened his eyes.
"I don't know the ceiling …" His eyes were blank, and he reached out his left hand. There was some dark red blood under his fingernail. "No … It should be a familiar ceiling that I'm not used to …"
"So it was a dream … No wonder Ying Er's personality changed so much, and she even attacked me in the middle of the night." He looked up at the red and black checkered ceiling, and for a moment, he was so lazy that he didn't want to move at all. There was actually a faint sense of disappointment in his heart.
It was warm under the blanket, and the cold wind outside kept blowing in through the window. It was a completely different world.
"Looks like I've been influenced by the culture of this world … Here, marriage within three generations is a common custom. Not to mention a sister who is not related to me by blood. It's normal for a teenager to fantasize. "
He slowly lifted the blanket, and looked at the bedside table on his right. There was a clear scratch on the edge of the table, and it was obviously made by his fingernail.
Standing up from the bed, Garon grabbed his clothes and put them on, and under his shirt was a set of thick cotton underwear. On the outside, he wore the standard long pants and a black jacket.
"Mom, what should I do with the torn shirt?" His sister's voice came from the living room outside the door.
"Take it to Mark's tailor and mend it together. Your brother's shirt also had a tear yesterday." Mother Vania's voice came from the other side.
"Vania, hurry up. We have to go first. The company's car is almost here." Father urged. "Where's my tie? The red one! "
"It's in the closet."
"No."
"Then use the black one!"
"Okay, I'll make do. Hurry up! "
"Ying Er, help me pull up the zipper at the back, I'm stuck!"
"Okay, mom."
Garon opened the bedroom door and stood at the door.
In the living room, Father Eisen was busy putting on his tie, and Mother was asking his sister to help her put on a waist-length skirt.
"Garon, you're up? Breakfast is bread and milk, and everyone has an egg. If it's cold, heat it up in the oven. We have to go first, we don't have much time. "Mother zipped up her dress and rushed to the door with her handbag.
"Hurry up and go to class. I'll go first!" Father Eisen also hurried out the door.
Bang.
The door closed.
The younger sister let out a long sigh and turned around to look at Garen.
"Hurry up and go wash up. We have to catch the bus after breakfast. It's almost seven o 'clock! "
"Okay." Garon walked to the bathroom. He turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on his face.
The cold water made his skin tighten, and the remaining drowsiness disappeared immediately.
"Today is my competition. You have to come and watch." Ying Er stood at the bathroom door and said loudly after she was dressed. "If you dare to peek at the women's swimming competition like last time, I'll let you know why the flowers are so red!" She raised her fist and shook it.
"I know, I know …" Garon nodded helplessly. He had lived for decades. How could he still be controlled by adolescent desires like a young boy? Last night's dream was probably the influence of Garon's residual consciousness.
Yes, it must be.
He looked at the mirror and confirmed it again.
The boy reflected in the mirror had dark purple hair and dark red eyes. His skin was fair and translucent, without the slightest bit of acne. Naturally, he gave off a confident and strong temperament.
"Okay, stop looking at yourself. Let me do it!"
Ying Er squeezed in from the right and put her face next to Garon's in the mirror. Carefully putting on her hair, Ying Er glanced at Garon's face and blushed.
"My old face is still the safest …" She whispered.
"What did you say?" Garon didn't hear her clearly.
"Nothing. Hurry up."
It was still the same life as usual. Driving the bus, going to class, eating lunch, and there was a half-day break in the afternoon because of the competition.
Garon followed his classmates to the open-air archery dojo at the back of the school.
Students from each class stood around and formed small groups. Some of them even held wooden poles and hung banners with the words "Go for it" written on them. Some of them even yelled at the top of their lungs like cheerleaders.
The dojo consisted of a red target and a shooting range. The distance from the shooting range to the red target was calculated according to the distance from the target.
Garon found a place to stand and watch the competition from the left side. There were a few students and teachers around him who came to watch.
The sun was a bit white and didn't have much warmth.
Garon waited for a while. After about three batches, it was Ying Er's turn.
She wore a pure white archery robe and a pair of black culottes. It was similar to a black and white traditional Chinese costume. She wore a pair of brown gloves on one hand and a brown wooden bow that was more than a meter long in the other.
Then, together with the other two contestants, he stood at three different shooting positions in the shooting range. She started to wear a brown leather chest protector that covered half of her chest.
"Now, we have Ying Er from Grade One 6, Ilya from Grade One Class Seven, and Davy Jones from Grade One Class Eight. Ying Er from Grade Six is the best archer in the archery department. Ilya from Grade Seven has also won a prize in the city's archery competition. Although Davy Jones just started to practice archery, to be able to participate in this competition is also a serious test and training for her … "
A commentator held a loudspeaker and explained loudly.
"Previously, Grade Three Class Seven's student Elizabeth had achieved a good result of 10 points in the 40 meter range. This result has reached the peak and it's almost impossible for anyone to surpass it. Now, let's see if Grade One Ying Er and Grade Two Su Man can come close to or break this record. "
Garon stood far away. When he saw his sister Ying Er looking in his direction, he quickly smiled and waved his hand.
Ying Er's expression suddenly became serious. She slowly raised her bow and pulled it back.
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