Chapter 11: The Daily Life of the Strongest
Jiang Yi, who usually sleeps peacefully, had a dream today.
In the dream, Jiang Yi is still on the earth, still living a mediocre life, with a low internship salary, living in a rental house that can be driven away at any time, and seeing all the world. In a state of numbness, Jiang Yi also thought about giving up everything and just going with the wind, but every time he thought of those deep eyes, Jiang Yi had the motivation to support it, which was his mother's gaze and his father's gaze. They don't care if you're famous, if you're rich, if you're successful. All they care about is whether you live well or not, whether you are happy or not, and they care more about you than proud achievements, and only you. And under such encouragement, Jiang Yi laid his own world, lived with his parents, and was happy.
A tear slipped gently from the corner of her eye and fell onto the pillow, revealing a small cloud of water stains. When I wake up from the dream, what is in front of me is gone. Sitting up melancholy, Jiang Yi scratched his head a little confused, today's head was surprisingly messy, probably caused by a dream over and over. Everything in the dream is the most desired expectation in Jiang Yi's heart, and Jiang Yi's dream of becoming the strongest is just a dream, here, no friends, no relatives, a lonely person, in this world, Jiang Yi may just be a passerby, but since he has crossed over, whether it is a dream or not, first realize his dream.
Cheering up his spirits, Jiang Yi bounced up from the bed and looked at the time: 5:30, it was still early, and it seemed a little early to open the shop, but it was a good time to exercise, and if he wanted to become the strongest, how could he not be self-disciplined?
After measuring the size of the paper, Jiang Yi wrote a line with a solemn face in the center of the paper: The daily life of the strongest. After writing, Jiang Yi smiled with satisfaction, although XX's daily life is a bit of a middle two, but how can the thinking of the strongest person be the same as that of ordinary people? Jiang Yi thought secretly.
Biting the pen cover, the pen in Jiang Yi's hand moved down slightly, and wrote 1 on the second line of the paper, just wanted to write the first plan, suddenly paused, feeling that the idea just now was not very rigorous, tilted his head and thought for ten seconds, Jiang Yi began to write again, this time Jiang Yi wrote very quickly, and after a while, it was written: go to bed early and get up early, open the store early (the time to go to bed early: before 12 o'clock, the time to get up early: before 6 o'clock, and the store to open early: before half past eight), seeing his clear logical thinking, Jiang Yi gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.
As if he had really opened his mind, Jiang Yi wrote three plans in a row on paper:
2. Two periods of exercise every day, including but not limited to: morning jogging, practicing in the training room, Tai Chi, yoga, aerobics (the first manual comical on the Yuanling Continent), the time interval is the time interval from getting up to opening the store, and the time interval from closing to dinner and bathing.
3. After half a month, you will go out to travel, including but not limited to: Zhao State, Qi State, Damon State, Xia State and other states and counties as well as famous tourist resorts in the mainland.
4. Find a good-looking girl to be your girlfriend. (The strongest man in the continent can still be a Taoist couple?) That's not a joke.) )
After writing and putting away the pen, Jiang Yi took a closer look and nodded with satisfaction. Needless to say, the first plan will start with the second. First of all, although the system says that as long as you complete the task, you can improve your cultivation, but according to the cultivation of her two cultivation rooms, Jiang Yi understands that cultivation is not the same as combat power, it is also the five grades of martial arts, and the difference between her current self and herself who has just come into contact with spiritual power is thousands of miles, such as the difference between cloud and mud, so while improving your cultivation, you must also synchronize your combat power.
The third plan is to increase one's experience and satisfy one's restless heart. Finally crossed over, of course, Jiang Yi wanted to see the beautiful scenery of this world, see and see what different countries had seen, improve his mood, broaden his horizons, and never be a frog at the bottom of the well that did not know the height of the sky, beautiful scenery and delicious food have always been Jiang Yi's favorite.
As for the fourth one, how can you be a strong man without a beautiful woman? Well, the real reason is that Jiang Yi has never talked about it since he had a sincere love in kindergarten, so Jiang Yi has an extraordinary dedication to falling in love.
Pinching the two corners of the paper, Jiang Yi picked up the paper, unknowingly thinking that what he wrote was rice paper instead of A4 paper. Jiang Yi looked around the room, where is the bedside? No, it's too stupid, and he doesn't have a bedside. The first thing I saw when I woke up was that I saw it, but I'm afraid I saw only paper and no words. Walking over and over, Jiang Yi hasn't found it yet, after all, the beginning of a good plan is bumpy, and Jiang Yi also knows it, so Jiang Yi is not in a hurry, rubbing his chin and thinking, but he still hasn't made a decision.
"Host, you can write down a plan in the system, and let me remind you that if you must see what you write on paper, the system also has excellent pixels to shoot it down. It seemed that Jiang Yi couldn't stand Jiang Yi's tangled appearance, and the system elf suggested out loud.
"Yes, I still have a system, so Xiaotong, you can take a picture of my Mobao, and then remind me every day, remember. Jiang Yi suddenly realized.
If the system elf can be concretized, it must be the green tendons that have erupted now, and your earthworm-like crooked words are also embarrassed to be called Mobao? Even the words of junior high school students are better than yours. After a full five seconds, as if calming down his mood, the system elf said: "Okay host, the reminder mode has been set, do you need coercive measures?" ”
Every time he listened to a coercive measure, Jiang Yi had a drop of cold sweat on his head, Yuan Jing and Xiuwei, these are all the foundation of his own life, how can they be deducted at will, and ...... Is it because my brain is bad or have you endured it for too long, Jiang Yi secretly complained. But he was a little curious, so he asked cheaply: "Did you beat me?" If not, then you still have to hire someone?"
"The system naturally has systematic means, and the host doesn't have to worry about it, so, is it needed?" said the system in that cold tone again.
"Oh, that's no, I'm sure I can hold on. Jiang Yi shook his head and said, if someone sees it, I am afraid that Jiang Yi is a psychopath, and a person in the room not only talks to himself but also shakes his head, but this is Jiang Yi's secret, and he may never tell the secret to the second person in his life.