[Combat Strength: 9]

After 12 days of cultivation, Han Zheng's combat power has increased by 4 points, and he is finally no longer a scumbag.

"I've been so tired...... It has increased the combat effectiveness by such a small amount...... Alas......"

Han Zheng sighed, but he also knew it very well in his heart, but he had only been practicing for 12 days, and it was not easy to make such progress.

On the one hand, he worked hard enough, and on the other hand, it was also thanks to the lessons learned from his cousin's diary.

Judging from what his cousin mentioned in his diary, when he was cultivating in the dungeon, the speed of increasing his combat power was far less than that of the current Han Zheng.

"You must stick to it......"

Han Zheng cheered himself up in his heart, and then left the living area and returned to the [Cultivation Dungeon].

In the next dozens of days, Han Zheng has been cultivating hard in the [Turtle Pai Island Cultivation] dungeon, and he has never taken half a step.

During this time, he lived in the turtle house, practiced with the turtle immortals during the day, and ate and lived with Sun Wukong and others at night.

The daily practice is hard, but there is also joy in the suffering.

For example, in the turtle house, in addition to the turtle immortal, Sun Wukong, and Klin, there are also beauties like Lan Qi with "angel face + devil body" to accompany them day and night.

What's more, Lan Qi also has good cooking skills.

The only pity is that when I go to bed at night, Turtle Immortal and Klin have one bedroom, Sun Wukong and Lan Qi have one bedroom, and Han Zheng has one bedroom alone......

In the process of practicing, Han Zheng also discovered many differences between the [Cultivation Dungeon] and the original plot.

For example, the plot of pushing the stone did not happen at all, and it was directly filtered out by the copy.

Moreover, after the cultivation entered the second month, the turtle immortals replaced the 20 kilograms of turtle shells that Han Zheng and the others were carrying with 40 kilograms, and the time was much earlier.

Han Zheng analyzed that these were probably the fine-tuning changes made by the [Cultivation Dungeon] in order for the combatants to improve themselves more efficiently.

……

The 70-day [Turtle Pai Island Practice] soon came to an end, and after the last day of practice, Han Zheng was teleported back to his private living area with a flash of blue light.

[Combatant Number: N2199]

[Lineage: Earthling]

[Combat Strength: 33]

……

These 70 days of cultivation directly increased Han Zheng's combat effectiveness to 33.

Looking at the combat power value in front of him, Han Zheng felt a sense of satisfaction rise in his heart.

My sweat is not in vain after all.

33's combat power, in the Dragon Ball world, this is already far beyond the strength of ordinary people, although due to the short cultivation time, it is far less than Sun Wukong or Klin, who participated in the martial arts for the first time, but among ordinary people, he is definitely a first-class master.

Throwing a few quick punches at the void, listening to the sound of the fist stabbing through the air, Han Zheng nodded, somewhat satisfied.

It had been more than ten days since he first entered the [Cultivation Dungeon], and Han Zheng suddenly remembered something in his mind, and hurriedly opened the drawer under the coffee table.

is another stack of 20 red-haired grandfathers, which is the financial subsidy issued every ten days.

Putting the money away, Han Zheng thought that it was time to go back to his hometown.

During this time, he never received a prompt to open the second round of dungeons, which were sent 48 hours before the dungeon was opened.

In this way, even if you suddenly receive a copy prompt after returning home, you will have time to deal with it.

Back in the present world, packing up his things and taking his cousin's diary, Han Zheng boarded the train home.

……

Han Zheng's home is located in a small county town in the northeast near the Sino-Russian border, and his parents are career editors.

The house at home is an old building, and rumors of possible demolition have been circulating for a long time, but it has never been implemented.

Han Zheng climbed up to the seventh floor in one breath and knocked on his door.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Hey, when did you arrive, why don't you call home when you get off the bus, I'll let your dad pick you up at the station......" Mother Zhou Min took out her slippers and rushed to take Han Zheng's backpack.

"I know how old he is, and he can still get lost?" Father Han Tongwei also walked out of the bedroom.

“…… Don't be stunned, I've walked such a long way, hurry up, change your clothes, wash you at night, you go wash your hands, and you'll have dinner later......"

Han Zheng silently walked back to his bedroom, returned home to see his family, and he felt a strong warmth at this time after experiencing a life-and-death struggle in the dungeon.

At the dinner table, Zhou Min asked while serving food to Han Zheng: "You go over there to find your brother, there is really no news at all, don't you know, since your brother disappeared, your second uncle seems to have aged several years all of a sudden, and occasionally comes to our house to sit, all sighing for a long time." ”

"Yes...... Han Tongwei also put down the bowl and said slowly: "It's also a big city, how can a person disappear if he can't see it, will he cause some trouble?" The fact that he forcibly quit the marriage for no reason before, is it very strange......"

"Hmm...... This is not clear......" Han Zheng was speechless, so he had to eat with his head bored.

After dinner, Han Zheng was under the bed in the bedroom and dug out the full set of "Dragon Ball" manga that he treasured back then.

These are all comic books that were saved from between my teeth when I was a child!

He dusted away, took out another pen, and began with the first volume, reading carefully.

Growing up, although he loved comics, he never felt so focused as he is today, delving into various details and writing down a lot of notes.

Volume after volume, Han Zheng almost used the energy to do his thesis when he was in school, but at this moment, the power went out unexpectedly at home.

In the dark, Han Zheng couldn't stay or sleep, so he said hello to his parents and went out of the house.

Due to the nearby school, Han Zheng walked a long way to find an Internet café, picked a random machine, and picked up the long-lost League of Legends.

Playing the game and looking at the screen, Han Zheng's mind suddenly involuntarily drifted to the [Dragon Ball Battlefield], thinking of the battle in the dungeon and the confusion about the future dungeon.

For a while, the mood that had been relaxed after returning home suddenly became nervous and depressed again.

He was distracted, and his hands suddenly made frequent mistakes, and his teammates were furious and sprayed him directly.

Han Zheng was also furious, and began to spray against him, but his spraying skills were not as good as others, and after a few rounds, he was defeated.

The already depressed mood was even worse at the moment, and Han Zheng angrily withdrew from the machine and went out.

Walking to a street corner, Han Zheng was depressed and was about to go to the opposite store to buy a pack of cigarettes, but at this moment, an accident suddenly happened.

A black SUV came at a speed not far away, and when it met the zebra crossing, it didn't slow down, and rushed straight over.

Han Zheng flashed forward quickly, and the body rushed behind him, and the gust of wind even rolled up the corners of his clothes.

Han Zheng suddenly became angry, but saw that the SUV suddenly braked and put the body across the road.

The car window was lowered quickly, and there was a burst of alcohol, and a man who was red from his head to the root of his neck leaned out, pointed at Han Zheng and yelled:

"Rough-Imitation-——!!!"