"Gangseong Budo School."
"Free martial arts, meals, accommodation."
"Three years of simulation, five years of college entrance examination."
"Most importantly, free senior sisters and seniors. One-on-one tutoring, guaranteed success."
"After graduation, I'll be assigned to a job, and I'll be treated really well."
…
"Our Kexiang School has technology and martial arts."
"You can learn mechanical manufacturing and basic mecha knowledge."
"Professional mentors, two years of simulation, one year of college entrance examination."
"Which school is the best in mecha technology? Jiangcheng Dongfang, look for Kexiang."
…
Looking at the advertisement on the computer, Jiang Changkong was dumbfounded.
Who knew what world he had transmigrated into!
Martial arts school, free senior sisters and seniors? One-on-one tutoring?
Assignments will be guaranteed after graduation?
Three years of simulation, five years of college entrance examination?
Was there such a thing in this world?
Kexiang, are you sure you want to learn mecha instead of excavators?
Jiang Changkong looked into the mirror. His face wasn't considered handsome, but it was somewhat similar.
The memory in his mind was somewhat incomplete. He only knew that he had transmigrated.
The same name as him.
His parents had died in the war and he lived on the pension from the Federation.
According to his memory, the Star Demon had crossed over to this world outside the city.
Everyone could practice martial arts. If they were talented, they could enter a martial arts school.
Martial arts school fees were free. As long as they passed one year of simulation, they could continue with the remaining two years of simulation.
Of course, it was not really free.
There were still five years of college entrance examination.
These five years were to kill the Star Demon for the school. The school would pay for the kills.
Kexiang School was similar, but it was not as good as a martial arts school.
Two years of simulation, one year of college entrance examination, emphasis on technology.
This body yearned to enter a martial arts school, learn martial arts, and kill the Star Demon to avenge his parents.
Unfortunately, his parents died early and did not have the time to teach him martial arts.
Moreover, his parents were not powerful martial artists. They could only be considered to have cultivated star power and saved money to buy technological weapons before hunting the Star Demon.
The previous body could only find martial arts on his own. There were many basic martial arts on the Internet.
Iron Shirt, Tai Chi, Xingyi Quan, and so on. When they were perfected, they could cultivate star power.
When they cultivated star power, they could enter a martial arts school.
Since he couldn't master it, he could only go to Kexiang to learn excavators … no, to learn mecha.
His previous self had chosen Iron Skin, so he needed to train his endurance.
He trained day and night, but before he could master the Iron Skin Shirt, he suddenly died.
"This f * cked up world."
He rubbed his glabella.
He pulled up the information on the Iron Skin Shirt from the computer. Other than the ability to take hits, the rhythm of breathing was also very important.
His previous self could only take a beating, and his breathing rhythm was messed up. It would be strange if he didn't die suddenly.
He touched his body and found that it looked rather sturdy, but that was all it could be.
A martial arts school?
Jiang Changkong was not confident. He was not much stronger than his predecessor.
"Cough, cough …"
He clutched his chest and coughed violently. He felt very uncomfortable.
He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hidden injuries!
This damned predecessor, just how ruthless was he to himself?
This body was probably riddled with holes.
It was just that the Iron Skin Shirt he cultivated was not visible from the outside, but the inside was full of hidden dangers.
Essence, Qi, Spirit: + 1
A message suddenly flashed through his mind.
Jiang Changkong was stunned for a moment, and his vision blurred.
Jiang Changkong: Ordinary person.
Fundamental Martial Arts: Iron Skin Shirt: Beginner 10/10
Essence, Qi, Spirit: 1
(Essence, Qi, Spirit is the root of all things. It can be improved infinitely, allowing martial arts to be compatible.
The stronger the creature, the more Essence, Qi, Spirit.
Inanimate objects will dissipate after a long time.
Non-inanimate objects cannot be extracted. If the creature's level is too low, its essence, Qi, Spirit is equivalent to nothing.
If the creature's level is too high, its essence, Qi, Spirit has its own owner. It cannot be extracted directly.)
Essence, Qi, Spirit, Spirit can be improved infinitely?
Jiang Changkong stared at the mouthful of blood that he spat out, and then looked at the data in front of him.
Should I give it a try?
With a thought, the essence, Qi, Spirit disappeared, and a warm current appeared in his body.
It spread to his limbs and bones.
The surface of his body was glowing, and he had more muscles and strength.
His body felt much better. It seemed that the improvement of the Iron Skin Shirt could heal this body that was riddled with holes.
Jiang Changkong: Ordinary person.
Fundamental Martial Arts: Iron Skin Shirt: Beginner 1/40
Essence, Qi, Spirit: 0
Although his body still felt weak, it was a lot better.
The Iron Skin Shirt had also reached Beginner, which was a level that his predecessor could never reach.
Living creatures?
Inanimate objects?
Butchers?
Jiang Changkong suddenly thought of many places where he could obtain essence, Qi, and Spirit.
As for the saying that the stronger one was, the more vigorous their essence, Qi, and Spirit would be, he chose to ignore it.
The higher the creature's level, the more vigorous their essence, Qi, and Spirit would be.
He was still an ordinary person, and his Iron Skin Shirt had just reached Beginner level. He also had internal injuries. He probably couldn't beat any adult man on the street.
What he had to do now was to obtain essence, Qi, and Spirit, improve the Iron Skin Shirt, and recover his body first.
The Iron Skin Shirt was divided into Beginner, Beginner, Dacheng, and Perfected.
When he reached Perfected, his body should be almost recovered.
Beyond Perfected, he would be able to cultivate Star Power and enter a martial arts school.
If he wanted to obtain essence, the technology in this world was more advanced than in his previous life. There were surveillance cameras everywhere except for the houses.
He couldn't do illegal things, and it was impossible for him to do so.
He had to use the legal method, which was to buy it with money.
Jiang Changkong turned on his phone and looked at the balance in his account. It was more than three thousand star dollars.
There was only half a month left before he could receive another two thousand star dollars. He couldn't indulge in alcohol and meat, but he could save it and eat meat every day.
The pension would only be paid until he was eighteen years old. He was seventeen this year.
He had to work hard to improve himself, be it for his predecessor or himself.
With his phone in hand, Jiang Changkong rushed to the wet market.
His predecessor lived in an ordinary house, which was spacious enough with two bedrooms, a living room, and a small courtyard.
He arrived at the wet market with ease, and there were many familiar faces.
"Lil 'Changkong, what do you want?"
A few familiar uncles and aunties greeted him with a smile.
"I'm here to buy some live poultry."
Jiang Changkong replied as he shifted his gaze towards the meat section.
"Lil 'Changkong, you're finally willing to eat meat." The uncles and aunties looked at him pitifully.
Jiang Changkong didn't know what to say, so he hurried to the meat section.
His predecessor didn't eat meat, so how could he practice the Iron Skin Shirt? He would only save money.
There were beef, mutton, pork, and all kinds of poultry.
Some of the meat was frozen, and some were fresh.
Essence, Spirit, + 0.5, + 0.1 …
Jiang Changkong was stunned. There was such a good thing?
Oh right, these cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs were all fresh.
Essence, Spirit, and Spirit hadn't dissipated yet!
Essence, Spirit, and Spirit: 1. Withdraw?
Suddenly, a voice sounded in his mind.
He looked at the big piece of beef, and there was actually 1 point.
Jiang Changkong hurriedly withdrew it.
"Boss, your meat is smelly."
A customer pointed at the piece of beef and said.
"How is that possible? I just killed it this morning."
The meat seller said in disbelief. He sniffed it and his expression changed. "I'm sorry, I'll throw it away immediately. Look at something else."
Would it stink if he extracted it?
Jiang Changkong felt apologetic and hurriedly slipped away.
It was fine to absorb the essence, Spirit, and Spirit that dissipated in the air. If he extracted it, it would make the meat stink.
If the essence, Spirit, and Spirit had dissipated, it meant that it had been dead for a long time.
It was like frozen meat, except that the spirit had dissipated, but the essence was still there.
It had to be fresh enough!
After buying a chicken and a catty of fish, Jiang Changkong went home.
The essence, Spirit, and Spirit of living things couldn't be extracted directly.
If they were injured, the essence, Spirit, and Spirit of living things would dissipate, but it could be extracted before they completely disappeared.
With an understanding, he returned with the chicken and fish.
"It can heal all kinds of injuries. Students from the martial arts school will personally treat injuries."
"It's free, free of charge. You'll be cured within a minute."
Not long after he walked out of the market, he heard a shout.
Jiang Changkong looked at the person who shouted. A young man was in front of a small shop.
Ying Ji's clinic.
Free of charge, one minute of treatment without any pain.
There was such a good thing?
There weren't many customers in the clinic. The young man was trying his best to attract customers, but no one paid attention to him.
Should I give it a try?
Jiang Changkong had an idea. If he succeeded, he would be able to get essence, Spirit, and Spirit. It didn't need money, and it wasn't illegal.
Striding over, Jiang Changkong came to the young man's side. "It can heal all injuries?"
"That's right. As long as it's not a serious injury or a vital point, it can be cured within a minute." The young man nodded.
"Free?"
"Free."
"Can I give it a try?" Jiang Changkong asked.
"You're injured?" The young man looked at him suspiciously. He looked very healthy.
"It does." Jiang Changkong lifted the chicken.
"I'm a doctor, not a vet." An ethereal voice was heard. A woman in white walked out.
"It's just a small injury. What if it can't be cured?"
"There's surveillance here. If it can't be cured, you can sue me," the woman in white said softly.
"Kid, are you here to cause trouble?" The young man's expression was unfriendly. "Open your eyes. We're students from the martial arts school."
Jiang Changkong opened his eyes and looked inside. There was a pair of scissors. He quickly walked over and picked them up.
Splat!
Blood flowed from his thigh.
Jiang Changkong said, "I'm injured now."
The two of them were speechless.
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