Lying on the bed, unlike the original quick fall asleep, today Wu Qi has a feeling of vitality.

What's going on? Has my body really changed?

Wu Qi remembered the topic mentioned by Zhao Wenxuan before, and the things that he didn't care about were finally confused at this time. He secretly squeezed his fist, and indeed felt that his strength was a lot stronger.

Does gaming really strengthen the body?

What really happened in front of him made him have to face up to what he mentioned in the previous news broadcast - "Hope" can strengthen the body.

But has science and technology reached this level? Then why hasn't Lin Hao, who is also playing games, changed? There have never been well-known gamers on the Internet to confirm it, only some cats and dogs pop up from time to time to brag about the heat, and you can see the falsehood at a glance.

But if not, how can you explain what happened to you?

Wu Qi's mind was inextricably entwined back and forth, but he was surprisingly calm and analyzed a little bit.

So taking a step back, the game "Hope" is indeed as stated by national television, which can strengthen the body. Given this assumption, does that mean that achieving the achievement of physical fitness is not a simple matter, that it requires the completion of a special task, or that it is ·····

Get special items······

"Flame Expert's Skill Scroll ······" Wu Qi muttered to himself. He was shocked.

Wrong! Wrong! It's not scientific. If you really want to be fit, why do you have to rely on a gaming headset? Do you have to play a game? If there is really technical support, there are many other channels, such as medical equipment and fitness equipment····· Why do you have to choose this game industry that can't be beaten?

It would be even more to say that the state is here to support the rise of the gaming industry. The state does recognize that games as a tertiary industry provide an indispensable role in employment and finance, but the unique dependence of games still makes countless parents grit their teeth with hatred.

And among this group of people, there is no distinction based on the level of education. Even, with the transformation of the original high-threshold and high-demand e-sports operation model to today's low-threshold and low-demand game studio operation model, the probability of resistance in this industry is getting lower and lower among low- and middle-income families, but it is high-income and high-education families, and the probability of resistance is increasing, especially official families.

So, in any case, games can strengthen the body, but they can't work by nature.

That's for other special reasons·····

Wu Qi thought silently in his heart.

Tossing and turning, drowsiness finally came back. Wu Qi left these clueless things behind him and fell into a deep sleep.

By the time I woke up again, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

From nine o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock at noon, but in three hours, Wu Qi was completely sleepy, and his whole person was in good spirits, which made him believe that "the game is weird", but he hid it deep in his heart and chose not to mention it again.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

Suddenly, Wu Qi's mobile phone rang.

Who is it? Wu Qi was stunned for a moment, he picked up his phone and looked at it, and the screen was clear, "Mom." ”

Wu Qi usually interacts with acquaintances, and he is used to hippie smiles. But he is cold by nature, and he is not good at and does not like to chat with people. Rao is a family, and the same is true, usually there are not a few phone calls in a semester. His family knew about his problem, and because Wu Qi had been at school, he was not likely to interfere with him.

Well? How? Something?

Wu Qi's heart was tightened, and he quickly connected the phone.

"Hey! Mom, what's wrong? He tried his best to pretend to be flat, but his breath involuntarily held up, and he listened quietly to the voice over there, for fear of missing a word.

"Pingping, have you had lunch?" On the other side of the phone, my mother's familiar and kind voice came. In this Wu Qi's hometown, noon is noon. And Pingping is Wu Qi's nickname, which is said to be given by Wu Qi's grandmother who vaguely met a few times when he was very young, which means peace and security, and it is plain. Now that the grandparents of the older generation have long passed away, except for his parents, and sisters, few people will call him by his nickname.

"Well, I'm going to eat it." Wu Qi replied vaguely, and he pretended to be careless: "What about you and my father?" When he asked this, his heart swelled.

Wu Qi also had two older sisters, who were nearly forty years old when his father gave birth to him. Growing up in the countryside, in order to support Wu Qi's three sisters and brothers, his father naturally suffered a lot.

Later, Wu Qi was involved in the game industry, and Wu Qi, who was slightly talented, was also obsessed with it from the beginning, and then slowly understood a thing or two, so as to make some money from the game.

Since high school, Wu Qi's living expenses and tuition fees no longer need help from his family, and he has relied on games to support himself.

Later, Wu Qi's two sisters graduated, worked, and got married, and Wu Qi also wanted to graduate from high school and enter college. His grades were not very good, but relying on his own cleverness and later desperate efforts, it was not a problem to get into an average or even slightly better college.

This is also a good result for him. At least in the eyes of his parents, they are relatively satisfied.

At this point in the story, Wu Qi entered college, and the game was played vigorously, enough to be self-reliant and even feed back to the family, the two sisters got married and had children, the family was harmonious, Wu Qi's father worked hard for half his life, and finally could rest. In fact, Wu Qi and his sister both think so.

But fate is always unsatisfactory, just one night less than a week after Wu Qi got the college entrance examination and got the university notice.

Wu Qi's father suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was hospitalized in a hurry······

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory.

Later, I cried and cried, and I was sad and sad, and finally spent a lot of savings, and finally saved my condition and slowly recovered. Although a little old man who was originally nearly sixty years old is a lot old, it is a blessing in misfortune to be able to live a normal life, isn't it? Wu Qi and his family sorted out their mood and continued to live.

Every time he thinks of this, Wu Qi can't help but scold the thief with a sour nose.

Misfortune is not a single line, disaster is not a single line! Originally, my father had recovered, but except that he couldn't be tired, everything else was no different from a normal person. Wu Qi and his family were quite satisfied and ready to live like this.

Once again, fate played a joke on them.

Wu Qi woke up on the phone one night before the summer vacation of his freshman year and was told that his father's condition had suddenly relapsed·····

Well, it's a blessing not to die.

But as a result of almost half paralysis, Wu Qi's father completely lost the ability to take care of himself, and since then he needs to be taken care of by his mother day and night.

Therefore, since then, Wu Qi has been most afraid of phone calls from home, for fear that the other end of the phone will suddenly tell him a bad news that he can't accept.