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Dave woke up early in the morning, and Cthun's small body lay on the side of Dave's pillow, and seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

However, Dave knew that Cthun didn't need sleep, and that this was actually because she had shifted her main consciousness to another body, and that she was now in the Watchmen's Secret Base Four, leading the researchers in the study of the T-virus. In just seven days, this research has already yielded preliminary results, the current T virus can weakly strengthen the human body, so that human beings have the possibility of breaking through the original limit, and the current virus is not aggressive, basically no side effects.

With a slap on the face, the smooth body suddenly moved slowly, slowly floating.

"Good morning, master!" The sweet loli sound came, which made Dave's ears very soothing, as if he had drunk luscious honey.

"Good morning, Xiao Ke!" Dave replied with a smile.

He opened the curtains and pushed the windows open, and the sun poked its head out, but it was blocked by dense clouds, and the sky and the earth were dark and desolate.

I opened my phone and looked at the time!

Six thirty.

Dave went downstairs to the bathroom to wash up, then baked two slices of bread, fried two eggs, took the fruit salad that Cthun had helped concoct, and enjoyed a leisurely and peaceful breakfast—half of which, of course, he kept for his cheap dad, Mr. Lezesky.

When breakfast was finished, Dave walked out of the room, squatted down with his legs outstretched, folded his arms around his chest, and slowly stood up in the courtyard.

Martial arts training is a long-lasting thing, and the difference of one day will affect the final achievement, and only those who persevere can enter the peak of martial arts. Of course, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the pile gong as the foundation of martial arts must be taken seriously.

If you don't know about martial arts, you may feel that the thing of standing piles is empty and unnecessary, and they will also question the different piles in each school, thinking that they are so different and why they have the same effect.

However, such a simple action as standing piles is the cornerstone of developing the human body and turning martial arts into an art and a philosophy, which is not only exercising your leg muscles, but also allowing you to feel every inch of the body's muscles in the process of moving and moving in stillness, feeling the process of exerting force, promoting the coordination of breath and the coordination of the body, and mastering the true meaning of balance.

Even for a dark warrior like Dave, standing on a stake is an essential daily activity!

After completing an hour of pile exercises, Dave practiced boxing for half an hour and swordsmanship for another half hour, which ended the day's martial arts training.

When Dave entered the house, old Lezeski had woken up.

The old man was sitting at the table eating breakfast, and when he saw Dave push the door in, old Lezesky smiled gently and gave Dave a thumbs up: "Good fight, young man, you should really take me to meet your Chinese master." ”

"Well, I saw him in the few days I was hospitalized, and I couldn't contact him again." Dave smiled a little awkwardly, as the saying goes, a lie always needs more lies to blame for it, and Dave can only talk nonsense again and fool this cheap dad over.

"But he taught you well!" The elder Lezeski was very relieved and asked, "How are you studying lately?" ”

"It's okay, I've done a lot of questions, and I'm quite confident in the entrance exam." Dave breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily the elder Lezesky didn't continue to ask about the unwarranted Chinese master.

"Where's your best friend?" Perhaps because he usually communicates less with his son, while shouting for toast, the elder Lezeski asked expectantly, "Are you getting along?" ”

"Of course, our last study session was very good, and we secretly opened a bottle of beer!"

"Ha, you stinky boy, you should know that minors can't drink! You can drink it yourself, but a few of them are underage! Old Lezesky laughed and scolded, but there was no anger on his face.

"Of course, so they just took a sip, and we have a sense of proportion!" Dave also smiled, although it was made up, his acting skills were not bad, and he was not facing a federal agent who was good at observing words and feelings, just an ordinary old man.

"Yes, it's good to be measured!" Stuffing the last piece of bread into his mouth, old Lezeski drank all the milk in the cup in one gulp, he stood up, patted Dave on the shoulder, and looked happy, "The young man has grown up, I won't talk so much, how about it, will you go with me for a game of tennis later?" ”

"No, Dad, I had a girl on an afternoon date! Also, I'm going to have to do something about the internship later, and I seem to have a chance to get a letter of recommendation! "Dave rarely finds the same reason.

"Girls? What kind of girl? "The elder Lezesky's focus is entirely on the front.

"Well, we're not ready for this, Dad!" Dave spread his hands speechlessly.

"Okay, understood, understood, oh, are you going home tonight?" The elder Lezeski tried to show his gaze as calmly as possible, and his son's better and better performance made him more and more open-minded.

"I don't know, it should be ......" Dave looked at his cheap daddy a little speechlessly.

"Oh, it's okay, son, bring your wallet and stay safe!"

"Okay, good!"

Getting rid of his troubled father, Dave returned to his room, where he opened the closet, removed the bottom plank, and pulled out a heavy box hidden under the plank, which contained the Mark III that Tony had given him.

"Xiao Ke, help me block my view!"

Just like that, he went straight out of the room, and Dave found a relatively secluded place to put on the Mark Three.

Cthun shrunk and burrowed into the mech's crevice.

The next moment, accompanied by a loud sonic boom, the silver-and-white iron man soared into the sky, with dazzling fire and gray tail smoke, and flew towards Los Angeles.

It's a great feeling to soar through the sky, and Dave's speed keeps improving, giving you a refreshing feeling that your soul seems to be flying!

After an hour-long flight, Dave landed slowly on the rooftop of Tony's seaside villa.

After Tony's black technology transformation, there were several more positioning robots on this rooftop, and as Dave walked, they helped Dave remove all the armor on his body.

This kind of fully automated enjoyment really makes people feel extremely convenient. Dave opened the transparent glass door and stepped down the stairs to the basement.

That's Tony's studio too.

(There is a shift late at night, I'll go have a meal first~)