Construction site.
"Kid, you're here to carry bricks?"
A tall and burly foreman glanced suspiciously at Fang Xian, whose face was covered in dust.
"Yes, I want to work and earn money!"
Fang Xian said seriously.
"No, no, carrying bricks is a technical job!"
The foreman shook his head, "You want to carry bricks? Look at them! "
"Haha!"
Behind him, a row of muscular men each struck a pose, showing off their large muscles.
"You want to carry bricks? First, it's best to practice 'Herculean Ox Demon Technique'. Without strength, you can't make a living! "
After the foreman finished speaking, a man behind him shouted and lifted a boulder that weighed hundreds of pounds.
"Also … safety in production is very important. It's best to practice hard body techniques like Iron Head Technique or Iron Skin Technique. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if an accident happens …"
The foreman continued.
Another burly man picked up a brick and smacked it on his forehead.
The brick shattered, but his head was unharmed.
"See that? If you want to join our brick-carrying world and make a living, you should go back and practice martial arts for a few more years! "
The foreman lit his cigarette and said leisurely.
The next moment, his hand trembled and the cigarette fell to the ground.
"I think … I can try …"
Fang Xian nonchalantly lifted a boulder that weighed thousands of pounds and casually threw it to the side. Then, he hit the steel bars protruding from the cement.
Pa!
He was fine, but the sharp steel bars were all bent.
"How about it?"
"Sure, come to me. Your salary will be paid daily, cash transaction!"
The foreman agreed immediately.
This kind of 'illegal work' was not recorded, and he could save some taxes.
To Fang Xian, it was confidential information, and everyone was happy.
A few hours later.
Fang Xian took a thick envelope and walked out of the construction site under the dumbfounded gaze of the foreman.
The foreman watched him leave and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect a genius to appear in our brick-carrying world …"
"Hmm … I've been carrying bricks non-stop for a few hours, and I've earned five hundred star dollars … That's over ten thousand a month?"
Fang Xian stuffed the money into his pocket and laughed inwardly, "If it's a newspaper, it should use the word" shock "— —" Shock!! A job that earns over ten thousand a month is actually … "or" miserable! The martial arts prodigy of high school was crippled, and he was reduced to carrying bricks at a construction site? '"
Although he did not know any martial arts, his' Unbreakable Vajra 'was not inferior to any Body Hardening Technique, and might even be better.
On the other hand, the Art of Flesh and Blood Embodiment allowed his strength to enter the finest detail, and he was born with divine strength.
"When I combine them, even if I don't use the Tribulation power, ordinary martial artists are nothing in front of me … As for martial masters? Although the destructive power of Innate Qi has yet to be tested, I can still turn Ma Donglai into a horse meat hotpot! "
After all, Ma Donglai had already retired to the second line, teaching and educating people. He had been away from the battlefield for a long time. Even though his martial arts cultivation was still there, his experience in facing the enemy had definitely regressed a lot. Without that kind of temperament, he was no longer a first-class martial artist.
"This job is not bad. I can come here a few more times in the future …"
The purchasing power of star dollars was quite astonishing. The last time Fang Xian ate a rather good and delicious breakfast, he only spent a total of 2 star dollars.
"I need money. First of all, I need to go to university … There's no hope of getting into a first-rate or second-rate university, but I can get into a third-rate or technical school with money … I'm too embarrassed to ask Luo Cheng for money again …"
"Other than that, it seems that I can also buy some nutrient fluids that can increase my inner strength or artificially cultivated natural treasures to speed up the process of cultivating martial arts again … There are always shadows under the light. I don't believe that there isn't a black market on the War God Planet …"
When Fang Xian returned home and opened the door, he saw Luo Cheng walking out of the kitchen in a chef's apron.
The table was already filled with sumptuous dishes. One of the plates of Pig Beasts' meat was not synthetic, but real wild. The fragrance assailed his nostrils.
"Why are you so late today? Go wash your hands. You can eat after you wash. "
When Luo Cheng saw Fang Xian, who was covered in dust, he frowned but did not say anything.
"Okay … Also, Old Luo … I'm not going to repeat. I won't be able to cultivate many meridians even if I repeat for another year. Why don't I just go to a technical school …"
Fang Xian paused in his steps and said.
"A technical school is not as good as a third-rate university …" Luo Cheng said in a low voice.
"But a third-rate university is expensive … And the things they teach might not be as useful as a technical school …" Fang Xian rolled his eyes. "I've decided. The college entrance examination completely respects one's wishes. You can't change that …"
…
After eating dinner in silence, Fang Xian returned to his room and closed the door.
"After all, this is not my real home. I can't really stay here …
"So it's best to use the excuse of going to university and move out … If I repeat for another year, I'll die …"
Fang Xian stared at the Attribute Pane and began to ponder. "I can't expose the White Tiger Seven Slaughter Evil Technique at the moment … Moreover, every time I go to a world, I absorb the extraordinary essence of this world, which is also a supplement to my own Dao of Necromancy … So, I should practice some basic inner strength?
"Or … save up money to buy a more advanced technique? No, the techniques circulating in the market might not even be as strong as basic inner strength … "
During this period of time, Fang Xian had also studied the few martial arts that Luo Yi had learned in school.
Let's not talk about basic punches and kicks and basic qinggong for now.
In any case, during primary education, the school would not teach any techniques with great destructive power.
However, even though this' Basic Internal Strength 'was a little weak and a little blank, it was not as if it had no redeeming qualities.
After all, it was a result of generations of martial artists, a large number of researchers, artificial intelligence, human experiments … After a large number of summaries and revisions, it was promoted to the entire War God Planet.
Its nature was the most moderate. Although it could only be cultivated to the peak of a martial artist, the meridians it created could be perfectly connected with any set of advanced inner strength, and it was extremely compatible!
If Luo Yi had not courted death so much, he would not have fallen to the point of dying from qi deviation.
"So … I'll first cultivate basic inner strength, and when I reach the peak of a martial artist, I'll have a channel and an excuse to slowly release the White Tiger Seven Slaughter Evil Technique?
"Although this technique was created with the insight of a martial artist and the martial arts essence of an ancient martial arts world, it might not be comparable to this world's peerless godly techniques … After all, there's a difference in time …
"Maybe I can use it as an alternative? If the school I go to doesn't have any good advanced martial arts, then I can only use this … "
Fang Xian calmed his mind and controlled his breathing, beginning his first inner strength training in this world.
"The basic inner strength beginners start by cultivating the" Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin ", which starts at the Zhongfu and ends at the Shaoshang. There are 11 nodes … and a detailed diagram of the human body …"
"Of course, the people in this world don't have meridians. They have to be built bit by bit with their own essential Qi and inner strength …"
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