Until the end of class, Garon still hadn't decided what attribute to add. Now, he completely believed that this talent was real.
Beep ~ ~ ~
Suddenly, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. The etiquette teacher put away the box and walked out of the classroom. The silence in the classroom suddenly turned into noise.
Garon, who was lying on the table, suddenly shook. He stood up and let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, his stomach shrank. He quickly covered it with his hand. A hunger he had never felt before came up from his stomach.
Garon bent down and looked around. Seeing that no one was looking at him, he reached into his pocket and took out a few light blue bills. The numbers on them were 1, 5, and so on. He counted them carefully and frowned.
'My pocket money is only fifteen dollars. I'm afraid this amount of money won't be enough for a week … Also, I came here after breakfast, but when my potential reached 100%, I suddenly felt hungry. Looks like this potential isn't just absorbed from the jewelry, it's also related to my body's digestive essence.'
Pat.
Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder from behind. "Garon, lunch still at the usual place?" A young boy's voice came from behind.
Garon turned around and saw a fair-skinned boy with short hair and freckles smiling as he patted his shoulder. "What usual place?"
"The one by the window?" The boy's name was Kalidor. He was one of the boys in the class that Garon was familiar with.
"Yesterday we had jasmine tea set. I wonder what we'll have today?" Another boy leaned over and whispered, "If there's still that special dark purple jam, I'll order that too."
"Okay, I'll go buy the goat milk. Give me the money, five yuan each." Kalidor opened his hand. Most of the students in the class had the habit of drinking hot goat milk before lunch. Almost all of them were no exception.
As soon as Kalidor opened his hand, more than ten people gathered around him and put a pile of five-yuan bills in his hand. "I want it!" "Mine." "Me too." The group of people were nowhere to be seen, but as soon as they heard that someone was willing to take the money, they immediately showed up.
Kalidor hurriedly took the money and counted it. "Twelve servings in total … Garon, don't you want milk? I'm going to buy something else and bring it to you guys. "
"No need, you know I don't like goat's milk." Garon hurriedly refused. He pretended to be indifferent. In fact, he had no money in his pocket. Even if he liked her, he could only say that he didn't like her. He had to use the money for other purposes. In the past, Garon had always used this reason to make excuses, so he followed suit.
Unexpectedly, Kalidor really thought that he didn't like it. "It's okay. You can buy a box and try it. It tastes pretty good. Anyway, I brought it over for you. What's there to be afraid of?"
"No need, I really don't like it." Garon repeatedly refused.
"Try it, it's fine!"
"I really don't like it. You guys can drink it!"
"Alright then …" Kalidor shrugged helplessly, turned around and ran out of the classroom.
After a while, the students who were chatting with each other all held a box of goat's milk and drank it slowly. Garon had no choice but to pretend to be focused on studying, lowering his head to take notes. The intensity of his training had increased recently, and the living expenses his family gave him were no longer enough. Now that he smelled the aroma of the hot milk, his stomach started to growl again. Luckily, the chatter around him was loud enough that no one heard him.
He shook his head speechlessly. Suddenly, he glanced at the girl on his right, Ai Fei.
This guy was just like him, pretending to be learning with his head lowered, but his stomach was unnaturally shrunk inwards to prevent his stomach from growling.
Ai Fei seemed to have noticed his gaze and looked over as well. Their eyes met, and both of them blushed. They seemed to understand that each other was in the same situation as them. A sense of mutual appreciation suddenly rose between the two of them.
After drinking the goat's milk, Garon followed a group of boys and went downstairs to the cafeteria in the center of the campus, chatting and laughing.
The cafeteria was located in the middle of the campus, surrounded by countless student dorms. It was a black cube with entrances and exits on all sides. A large group of students walked in and out. When they walked outside, they could smell the sweet aroma of bread and cake, and hear the noise of the students.
Garon and the boys ate the free meal together, and finally suppressed the hunger in their stomachs.
Following the group of people out of the cafeteria, Garon raised his head and looked at the sky. The bright sunlight shone on his face, and he felt a burning sensation. "As expected of one of the top 100 key schools in the federation. In Huaishan City, where I'm from, Shengying High School's food is probably the best … The afternoon classes are different, and school ends at three o 'clock. I can go there and test if my ability works or not. "
Looking at the five light red attributes at the bottom of his vision again, Garon's eyes were filled with anticipation. He recalled the country's map that he had memorized before. "Also, I have to investigate the specific situation around me …" Thinking of this, he looked around and chose a direction with fewer people. He strode over and quickly disappeared into the gaps between the houses.
*****
In the afternoon, the orange sunlight shone on the surface of Huaishan City, dyeing the buildings of different heights red. Some of the tall buildings with pointed and domed roofs even reflected a mirror-like luster. A gentle breeze blew past, bringing with it a warm breeze.
In the northern part of the city, on the left side of the famous Shengying High School, there was a spacious courtyard of gray redwood at the end of the street. In front of the courtyard were simple houses, and behind them were two huge and wide fields.
In the corner of the yellow field on the left, under the shade of a tree, a group of boys in yellow clothes were hitting a wooden stake. The sound of hitting was endless. A young man in white clothes was walking among the boys with his hands behind his back, correcting their irregular movements from time to time.
The boy in yellow clothes at the edge of the shade had purple hair and wine-red eyes. It was Garon, who had come here after school.
This was an ordinary dojo near Shengying High School, and it specialized in teaching basic martial arts skills.
He and the other two boys from the same class had entered this martial arts school on impulse. The reason was because they saw that the martial arts students had strong bodies and wanted to use this as a way to train their bodies.
At this moment, Garen was gently patting the wooden stake in front of him. The wooden stake was at the same height as a person, and it was dark yellow in color. Its surface was covered with a layer of yellow rubber, and it didn't hurt at all.
After hitting it for a while, he stopped to take a break. "In my memory, Garon's talent was average, but he still put in a lot of effort to learn this. He also practiced the basic fighting skills of the White Cloud Dojo until he was completely familiar with them. It's just that the foundation of the body's talent is too weak. In this world without inner strength and supernatural powers, it's useless if the body is weak. "Garen panted lightly as he held onto the thick wooden pillar and organized his thoughts. "In the White Cloud Dojo, the dojo master is rarely seen. The ones who teach fighting skills are usually the dojo master's disciples, and these disciples have solid foundations. But the ones who teach us … "Garon's gaze fell on the young man in white clothes who was walking towards him. "One is this Noah, and the other is a girl named Sharmilla."
"I'm already very familiar with the basic fighting skills I'm learning, but my body is too weak, so I'm not valued …" Garon had a plan in mind.
With a plan in mind, he continued to train according to his memory.
After a few minutes, a girl in white clothes with black hair in a ponytail walked over quickly from the field. She whispered a few words to Noah, who was standing among the students. Noah walked directly to the exit of the field, where someone seemed to be waiting for him.
The girl in white clothes with a ponytail was Sharmilla, who was teaching in place of Noah. Most of the students were familiar with her, so they didn't have any doubts.
Garon glanced at Sharmilla.
Her slender legs were her biggest feature. She was tall and slender, with a slender waist. Her face was charming, and her skin was fair and clear. When she was demonstrating the correct movements, her chest bounced slightly, showing an astonishing elasticity.
Many of the boys who were practicing stole glances at her from time to time, and some of them were hitting the wooden stake even harder.
A boy deliberately made a mistake, and Sharmilla found out. She laughed and gave the boy a knock on the head.
"Sure enough, it's the best treatment to have Instructor Sharmilla instruct us …" the two male students beside her murmured.
Garon was speechless. "It's not easy for me to save money to practice fighting, I didn't do it to look at a beauty …"
"Well, pick two people and start practicing one-on-one, then rank them. As usual, the five people with the lowest rank are responsible for cleaning the field." Sharmilla's voice suddenly became louder.
Garon's movements slowly stopped, and one of his hands pressed on the soft rubber stake.
In the dojo, they had to train and rank every day. Garen's original results had always been within the range of cleaning up the field, and he would only win once in a while. Among their batch of twenty students, they were considered to be the worst batch.
When Garon heard that they were going to start the ranking practice, his eyes immediately fell on a girl with short silver hair. He lost to this girl last time, and now he was in the cleaning range.
The girl didn't notice his gaze, and just focused on chatting with her female companion, and from time to time, she would laugh.
Sharmilla glanced at all the students, and when she saw that everyone's eyes were slowly warming up, she subconsciously nodded. "Although the basic fighting techniques of the White Cloud Dojo are simple, the results are good. After practice, an ordinary person can instantly explode with 1.5 times their original strength. However, looking at the foundation of these students, there are only five of them who are proficient in basic fighting techniques. After observing for a while, if there are no other students, I'll have to select two from these five and teach them better fighting techniques to become elite students. "
She was very clear that no matter how much they practiced basic fighting techniques, the most they could do was to increase their strength by 1.5 times. The training effect was very limited, and it was very difficult to practice. Only those who really liked martial arts and had a strong will would put in the effort to practice. The rest were just people who didn't have a strong will to practice martial arts. Most dojos used this method to detect good seedlings, and then nurture them.
Garon continued to review the basic fighting techniques and warmed up his body. Before the practice began, he focused on the five attribute symbols at the bottom of his vision.
"I can use the basic fighting techniques to train my body, and with the help of the attribute increase, I can speed up my growth. With these two combined, I believe that no one can be faster than me! I just don't know how much attribute points will increase. "
He carefully sensed the symbols in his vision. Strength 0.31, Agility 0.22, Vitality 0.27, Intelligence 0.32. Potential 100%. Garon's attention moved through the five options one by one, but still, no information was activated. Disappointed, he stopped.
"Okay, get ready to start." Sharmilla's voice sounded.
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