Chapter 259, I'm a monk?
When he hurried back to the dormitory, took a comfortable hot shower, and lay on the bed, not to mention how comfortable it was.
It's worth the price.
In just one night, he had regained one percent of his strength.
Don't underestimate the strength of this one percent.
In this technology-oriented plane, the strength of the other party Xiaoyue is still quite large.
Under normal circumstances, it would take him at least ten days to regain one percent of his strength.
In other words, if you are unlucky, it is difficult to say whether you will be able to fully recover your strength in three years.
At this time, a pair of puppy students ran into the grove early, and the two leaned together, dreaming of a better life in the future.
But it didn't take long for the two of them to smell a trace of foul odor.
It was the dirt that Fang Xiaoyue had fallen on the ground when he was practicing, and it drifted over with the morning breeze, almost throwing up the breakfast of the little two.
Well, in fact, since then, the grove has basically become a forbidden place for puppy students.
No way, that stench really goes straight to the nose, and with such a stench company, even the most beautiful atmosphere is washed away.
The most important thing is that even if the school security guards found out, they could not find the source of the stench, but instead caused many strange legends to spread among students.
Unconsciously, Fang Xiaoyue played a good role in promoting the school spirit of Zhang He No. 1 Middle School.
Time passed slowly, early summer began to arrive, and the students of Zhang He No. 1 Middle School also dressed coolly.
This makes many boys become a little impatient, and there are often boys pretending to chat in the corridors, waiting for the arrival of beautiful girls.
However, compared to those turbulent boys, Fang Xiaoyue has been a little distressed these days.
With the exhaustion of the entire five hundred catties of compressed biscuits, his strength has also recovered to five percent, far beyond the peak of normal human beings, and it also makes many of his abilities barely usable.
But when he came back from last night's practice, when he was taking a shower and washing his hair, he used King Kong to repair the dark injuries that had accumulated in his body during this time.
But when he came out of the shower and used a hair dryer to blow his hair, he felt something was not quite right after grabbing his hair with his left hand, and after reaching out and grabbing it a few times, he was stunned to find that a piece of his hair had fallen out.
That's right, one piece was dropped, not a few.
From the dressing mirror, you can see that the left side of his head is bald, and the hair that has fallen is scattered on his shoulders and clothes.
That's impossible!
Fang Xiaoyue reacted immediately, reached out and grabbed it again, and then again.
After two consecutive strokes, his head shape has changed from a somewhat flowing side to a semi-bald yin and yang head.
What's going on?
Did you unknowingly get some radiation?
He was reminded of the scenes of cancer patients losing their hair after chemotherapy.
But the problem is that with his perception of the outside world, if there is really any powerful radiation, it is impossible for him not to detect it.
He reached out and grabbed a handful of hair and placed it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.
I saw that the hair that fell out did not change in the slightest, but the fracture was extremely smooth, as if it had been cut by scissors.
This hasn't happened before.
After thinking for a while, Fang Xiaoyue finally found the root of the problem.
King Kong is not bad!
This legendary trait King Kong is not bad, and it has an extremely powerful variety of effects, which can not only resist all external attacks, but also greatly increase the recovery of vitality.
But here's the problem, although Fang Xuesong's body has been continuously strengthened with Fang Xiaoyue's practice, when the operation of King Kong is not bad, its skin will suddenly become extremely tough, almost like a legendary leakless body.
To put it bluntly, even the pores will be closed, not giving any chance for external forces to invade.
But although the skin was strengthened instantly, the hair could not be strengthened by King Kong.
In this way, when the tenacious rock-like pores are closing, it is almost equivalent to a sharp pair of scissors closing.
How could this hair withstand such destruction, the root of the hair inside must be broken, only a little bit is inserted in the outer edge of the pores, and it is not strange that this hand grabs it and falls directly.
Thinking of this, Fang Xiaoyue reached into his pants and grabbed it, and when he retracted it, he couldn't help but twist his face when he looked at the handful of curly hair on his hand.
Aren't you going to become a white turtledove?
Heaven and earth!
If you are seen, I am afraid that I will not be able to hold my head up for the rest of my life.
But everything has already happened, even if he knew that such a thing would happen, Fang Xiaoyue would not be able to use King Kong when it was not bad, it would be impossible not to use it, wouldn't that be self-severing?
Let's look in the direction of looking.
Fang Xiaoyue sighed lightly, reached out and grabbed all the hair, and then took a shower again to clean up the fallen hair.
When he put on his clothes again, he was a bald handsome guy in the dressing mirror.
The most terrible thing is that due to the constriction of pores, the hair is neatly broken, and Fang Xiaoyue's scalp is extremely tough, it looks like it has been smeared with olive oil, with a little bit of luster, if you put on a monk's robe again, Fang Xiaoyue walked out and said that she was not a monk, I'm afraid no one would believe it.
Alas, for this sudden accident, Fang Xiaoyue was a little depressed in her heart.
The dignified head teacher suddenly became bald, which should cause a lot of sensation, right?
Shaking her head helplessly at herself in the mirror, Fang Xiaoyue reached out and grabbed the lesson preparation folder and pushed open the door.
"Teacher Fang? What are you? ”
Before she could go down the stairs, Fang Xiaoyue met a colleague.
This colleague is a physics teacher in the third year of high school, surnamed Meng, he is relatively young, for example, Fang Xiaoyue entered the school late, and he was a little afraid to recognize Fang Xiaoyue when he saw him.
In addition to Fang Xiaoyue's charm that continues to improve with the growth of strength, it is the bright boiled egg that he dare not recognize.
"Teacher Meng, are you coming back from breakfast?"
Fang Xiaoyue nodded gently and elegantly, and asked with a smile.
"yes, yes."
The two staggered, Fang Xiaoyue pedaled down the stairs, the teacher Meng's gaze was uncontrollable, as Fang Xiaoyue's figure extended downstairs, and when Fang Xiaoyue's figure disappeared, Teacher Meng couldn't help but show a snickerer on his face, took out his mobile phone and began to text the crowd: "Hahaha, I saw the big news today, Teacher Fang has become bald!" ”
Well, this is also the trouble caused by the lack of advanced technology.
There is no circle of friends, no Weibo, no chat software, and everyone can only use text messages to contact them when they share gossip, which consumes a lot of money.