13. My name is Xunjun, and I am the most dick

The resurrected boy began to cook dinner, which was still scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fruit and vegetable offal......

On Chinese New Year's Eve, he carried an oil lamp and stirred constantly in the kitchen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Finally, the boy brought the meal.

The master looked at the food that was brought to him and did not speak.

[I can finally eat!] The tearful teenager silently compared a scissorhand in his heart......

"It's okay, watch me add some 'salt'." The master craftsman took out a packet of medicinal powder from his sleeve pocket again and poured it down in front of the young man.

The boy was stunned.

In the end, the boy finally couldn't hold it anymore and slapped the table angrily!

"Master! You bastard! Say not to poison the food! You're still in front of me! ā€

The master craftsman smiled: "You can't get used to it? Fool my face! ā€

The young man immediately picked up the plate of fruit and vegetable stir-fry and prepared to paste it on the face of the master craftsman.

When the master saw the young man picking up the fruit and vegetable stir-fry, he immediately picked up the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table at a lightning speed, and then pasted it on the young man's face!

The boy only felt a blackness in front of him, then a slimy touch all over his face, and then he didn't know anything.

The young man was photographed unconscious by this cold attack, and looking at the slowly falling young man, the master craftsman smiled very gratefully: "The child can be taught." ā€

Hey, hey, hey, master, you really won't toss your apprentice to death if you teach your apprentice like this?

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The boy was woken up by a bucket of cold water, and the dazed boy found the master craftsman standing next to him with a bucket.

The young man was just about to say something, but the master craftsman suddenly praised the young man: "Good job." It's a reward for you."

Then the master craftsman took out a pack of big white steamed buns, and the young man visually measured that there were at least four or five in a packet.

The master looked at the young man and said, "These steamed buns are non-toxic. I promise. ā€

The young man took the steamed bun in disbelief.

But after all, he hadn't eaten for a day, and now he was still hungry: "Thank you, Master." ā€

The master turned around and returned to the training ground.

When the young man saw the master walk away, he untied the cloth wrapped in the steamed buns and spread them flat on the ground.

[Master, I won't believe your "guarantee"......] The young man looked at the four or five big white steamed buns on the ground, thinking silently in his heart.

Then the teenager pointed his finger at one of the steamed buns: "There is no reaction, non-toxic." ā€

The boy put away the non-toxic steamed bun.

Then the boy pointed his finger at another steamed bun again, and suddenly the boy felt a palpitation.

The teenager suddenly labeled this steamed bun as "poisonous".

That's right, the boy is using his cheating instinct to discern whether steamed buns are poisonous or not.

The master craftsman in the training ground quietly looked at the young man counting steamed buns through the window.

Then the master turned and sat back. No longer pay attention to the movements of teenagers.

A hard day of training is finally over for the teenagers.

For the rest of the day, the boy had been silently summing up the lessons he had learned today: how to avoid troublesome passers-by in the morning, how not to be confused by the master and craftsman's face with a meal filled with laxatives. How to survive the training of the master. How to carry water with a lead-filled pole and bucket............

The teenager is summing up the experience gained from these seemingly unreasonable trainings. Get ready to try it out in tomorrow's training.

He's ready.

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Next, the boy is training so hard every day, and the master craftsman will naturally not be the same routine, and he will change the method almost every day.

The teenager also constantly strengthens himself in this extreme load, and at the same time learns from experience.

Gradually, the boy began to get used to the training of the master craftsman.

The young man has a good understanding, and in the past few days, the master has been constantly amazed by the young man.

Time passed day by day, and the boy's strength and skills were sharpened to a superhuman realm.

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[One year later]

At six o'clock in the morning, the boy got up on time.

Then the boy walked quickly to the training ground, opened the paper door, and a bamboo knife volleyed towards the boy.

The boy gently clamped the bamboo knife between his two fingers. Then he said to the master, "Master, I'll go buy vegetables now." ā€

The master craftsman threw the four-system money to the young man, looked at the young man skillfully took it, and couldn't help but say, "Go early and return early." ā€

Today's young man has healthy wheat-colored skin, and his body under his clothes can already feel the power of precipitation like that of the master craftsman.

The young man said solemnly to the master craftsman: "I promise to complete it quickly!" Then the boy flashed, and he had already run out of the door of the Benge Temple.

When Shi Jiro on the road saw the young man, he greeted all the friends, and he also carried a rockery the size of a person, and greeted the young man: "Big brother, you are here again!" ā€

"Hi, Shijiro! Today's stone is quite big! The boy replied with a smile.

Then the sky was full of stones flying towards the boy, mixed with Shijiro's exaggerated rockery.

The boy skilfully bowed his waist to dodge the whistling stones from above. Then the boy twisted his body and brushed past the pursuing stones.

The boy played it into a barrage game!

Then, the boy stared at the rockery of Ishijiro flying in the sky. The breath sank, and a punch suddenly exploded!

"Boom!"

Koyama is completely crushed by the boy's fist strength! The rockery fragments in the sky fell from the air to the ground, and Shi Jiro and his little friends couldn't help but praise the young man's terrifying punch: "Big brother is so powerful!" ā€

The young man sprinted without looking back, and replied to Shi Jiro: "Shi Jiro, you are even more powerful!" At the age of six, he can lift such a large rockery. ā€

Farewell to the child with natural powers, Ishijiro, the boy sprinted forward again.

Suddenly, the boy stopped at the corner of the street, his pupils shrunk slightly.

At the corner of the street are a few threads of silk that are so transparent that they almost merge with the air.

The young man said helplessly: "Mrs. Chuanzi's silk trap today, it's a pity that it's useless to me." ā€

So the boy strode over Mrs. Kawako's silk trap, and was about to leave, when suddenly his left foot seemed to stumble over something.

The boy looked at it, and it was a thin thread that happened to be wrapped around the boy's foot, and it was tripped and broken by the boy's left foot.

"I see, have you already calculated my foothold in advance?"

"Then the next is ......" The young man's muscles tensed.

Buckets of water kept shooting out of the windows of the surrounding houses, and buckets of water kept shooting at the boy.

The muscles of the young man's body exploded instantly, and his figure flashed, and he had already rushed out more than ten meters!

The rushing teenager suddenly jumps! Dodged the banana peel under your feet!

"It's the banana peel of the Nan sisters, that's right." The boy continued to rush rapidly, and finally rushed out of Mrs. Chuanzi's infinite bucket army.

Mrs. Chuanzi upstairs looked at the young man who easily broke through the infinite bucket army, and couldn't help sighing: "Xiao Xun has become so powerful, even Chuanzi I can't do anything about him." ā€

The inhuman speed has turned the boy into a humanoid bullet, and the constantly flickering figure is telling the world that the boy's movements can no longer be captured with the naked eye.

The boy frantically flashed through the downtown area, and the vendors who were about to throw the debris did not react until the boy's recoil pulled up a gust of wind.

"Good, terrible speed!" The vendors were dumbfounded.

The boy braked with his left foot, rubbed a few sparks, and then stopped in front of Zheng Tu.

When Zheng Tu saw the young man, he immediately slashed over with a kitchen knife.

Then the kitchen knife came out of Zheng Tu's hand and flew in the air. Pedestrians around didn't know what was going on. It looks like the kitchen knife flew on its own.

Only Zheng Tu knew that just now, the young man suddenly struck Zheng Tu's wrist with his fingers, Zheng Tu's hand subconsciously let go of the kitchen knife, and then the young man grabbed the kitchen knife with one hand and threw it out.

Zheng Tu knew that he was obviously unable to do this young man whose force value had climbed very high. So he asked with a dry smile, "Excuse me...... What does the guest officer want? ā€

The boy hurriedly said to him, "As before, hurry! I'm in a hurry! ā€

With Zheng Tu's cut of lean meat, the boy continued to sprint all over Kyoto. The fluidity of the flow is terrifying.

The young man grabbed the oil and salt that the owner of the grocery store was holding onto, and thanked the owner of the oil shop.

Finally, the boy came to the fruit and vegetable shop again......

The boy walked in, and there was no one in the shop.

Suddenly, the boy turned his head abruptly and caught the wooden stick drawn by the boss Sidoro between his fingers!

Sidora felt that his wooden stick seemed to be fixed by iron tongs, so Sidora let go of the wooden stick and said to the young man, "What do you want to buy today?" ā€

The boy smiled brightly.

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"Master, I'm back!" The boy vigorously pushed open the door of the training ground, and the master craftsman who was drinking tea inside choked suddenly.

"Poof! cough cough cough ...... It took you less than half an hour to finish!! The master craftsman looked at the water carving in great shock, and the water in the water carving was obviously not even dripping to the bottom.

"Thirteen minutes and twenty-four seconds to be exact! Master craftsman! The young man said excitedly to the master craftsman.

Not to mention that the boy didn't have a trace of hanging colors on his body, and the boy didn't even sweat a drop!

The master craftsman looked at the young man who was full of interest, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Let's go cook, finish eating and training." ā€

The boy is a little too hyper-evolved.