"Wake up! Wake up! He woke up! The big worm opened his eyes and saw that Andor was struggling to sit up, and cried out excitedly. Don't move! Don't move! Immediately, Master Fan came. He grabbed Andor, who wanted to get up, and persuaded.

The old man didn't know if he was just staying not far from the house. As soon as the worm shouted, he flashed into the house.

"How are you feeling?" The old man said a little eagerly.

"My head hurts." Andor didn't know whether to do it or not, and told what he had just encountered.

"What's the pain?" The old man's eyes were staring earnestly at Andor.

"What kind of pain can it be! Did you ask that, old man? "The big worm seems to have a very good relationship with the old man, and he doesn't pay attention to what he says.

"Stinky boy, I won't find you some work for two days. Are you itching again? The old man turned around viciously and shouted at the big worm. Get out of here! ”

"Okay, I'll get out, I'll get out right away!" The big worm retreated happily towards the door. I've been here for two days and two nights, and the big worm has long been impatient. If it weren't for the fact that Amdo frowned from time to time, his face full of pain. The big worm has long been looking for an opportunity to sneak out. He's practicing mechanics right now.

"Get out of here!" The old man didn't have to look back to know that the big worm would slip out. It's just that now that there are more important things to deal with, he is too lazy to ask the big worm about other things. "My name is Fanyu." The old man introduced himself solemnly, and he even stood up straight and took off the little blue hat that had been on his head, and nodded to Amdo, who was lying on the bed.

When Amdo read the history of the Federation in the book club, he knew that there was such a very old introduction ceremony. It is generally only used in very formal places. He was a little overwhelmed, and he sat on the bed not knowing if it was appropriate to stand up.

"You sit still." The old man saw the change in the expression on Andor's face, and immediately stopped Andor from trying to get up. "Your body isn't ready to move right now. You have to stay in bed and recuperate for a while. ”

“…… Thank you. Andor opened his mouth, not knowing what to call the old man in front of him.

"If you don't mind, you can call me Mr. Fan or Fan Yu." The old man saw the hesitation on Andor's face.

"Thank you, Mr. Fan." Andor nodded.

"No thanks. I didn't help you either. The old man shook his head. It's not what it used to be! There was no medicine to use, not even a doctor. Being able to wake up thanks to your good health. ”

"I heard from the big worm that you suddenly fainted because you took this box he handed you?" Fan Yu looked at Andor and asked cautiously.

"Well, he said he wanted to show me this, and I took it. But I didn't expect to faint suddenly. Andor replied honestly.

"How so?" Old Man Fan muttered to himself in confusion.

"Did anything happen after you fainted?" The old man stared at Andor.

"There's a voice that keeps speaking in my ear." Amdo hesitated for a moment but spoke.

"Oh, that's a schema tutorial." The old man didn't care, but saw Ando's worried look and slowly explained. "You don't have to worry about anything. But shouldn't you faint? The old man didn't seem to understand why Andor fainted during the schematic teleportation.

"How many do you see?"

"There are many kinds of diagrams, and nothing else is remembered." Amdo thought for a moment.

"How many are there?" Old man Fan asked.

"Sixty?" Amdo was a little uncertain.

"Sixty ......, what?" Old Man Fan, who was sitting calmly on the edge of Amdo's bed, suddenly stood up. "How much, exactly?" The old man grabbed Andor's side in one step and dragged Andor's hand.

"Sixty or so." Andor's voice grew quieter.

"Count sixty?" It's really embarrassing for the old man to hear every word of the small voice.

"Sixty-two, three?" Andor frowned and thought for a while, but still didn't seem to be sure. He turned his head to look at Old Man Fan.

"Look what I'm doing! Can I know how many you have memorized? The old man grumbled angrily.

"I don't really remember exactly."

"Don't worry, don't worry. You do this, you follow the schema you have written down, take your time, and don't rush. Seeing Amdo's helpless face, the old man rubbed his hands and thought for a while.

"Hmm," Andor nodded. "Where to start?"

"Just start with the first one you jotted."

"Okay." Ann I slowly stretched out my subordinate hand, drew a rounded arc in front of me, and retracted it behind me. I was still a little impatient. When Andor's hands were raised, his face calmed down suddenly. It's as if there's only one space left of you. Andor began to follow the schema he had memorized, one after the other. Originally, those actions that he thought were very difficult to do, just after the previous action ended, Wuzi did it without any hindrance.

"Perfectly fitted, so perfect!" The old man was completely distracted by the stay. His eyes were staring at Andor very slowly, sometimes with jerky gestures and postures, without blinking. "It turns out that the schema can still be turned around like this." The old man didn't know what he remembered, and he began to lose his mind a little.

After completing the schemas he had memorized, he was even less aware of how many schemas he had memorized. The movement stopped, but he couldn't think of how to answer the old man's question.

"I can't remember exactly how many." Andor smiled bitterly at the old man with some embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter anymore." The old man didn't know whether he was happy or angry, and sighed at An Duo. The look on his face, which I couldn't tell whether I was happy or angry, kept changing. "Do you like physical practice?" The look on the old man's face flickered uncertainly. I have always looked at Andor a little indifferently when I was a little indifferent.

"What is physical practice?" Andor had never heard of it.

"It's a way to make your body stronger." The old man didn't know how to explain the thing left by the master. I've always focused on mechanics. I never put too much thought into the master's focused physical cultivation. Even the 'Mind Schema' left by the master himself always thought that it was about the basic cultivation of mechanical cultivation.

"Make the body strong?" Amdo understood, but he still didn't know why he brought it up so seriously.

"yes!" Old Man Fan's tone was a little sad. "Old man, I have lived for most of my life before I understand some things."

"Is it going to take a lot of time? Can I make money? Amdo asked curiously. I've seen that the body art halls on the edge of our residential area are always deserted. ”

"Time? Haha, what does it take time to do well? The old man asked unceremoniously. As for making money, it depends on how strong you can be. There are never a few strong people in history who dominate the entire star or even a galaxy by themselves. ”

"Oh,......" Andor's mouth flattened, and he didn't say anything.

"Oh, aren't you interested?" Old Man Fan was curious about Amdo's reaction.

"Well, how much heart do you have to?"

"Do you know how much wealth ruling an astral body will bring you? And it's not just about wealth! Think about it, what does it feel like for everything on a planet to obey you? "The old man himself didn't have any passion when he talked about it. But I don't know if it's because of this, anyway, Amdo didn't have an excited reaction to what the old man said. Looking at An Domu's blank appearance, the old man had to continue to ask. "You're really not interested?"

Andor didn't speak, shaking his head slightly.

'What do you want to do?' The old man was really curious.

"I want to make some money." When Andor spoke of this, he looked resolute, not like an eleven or twelve-year-old child. "Well, we need to hurry. It's better to be able to earn more. ”

"Then if you can rule an astral body, wouldn't it be easy to ask for as much money as you want?" The old man was a little confused about Andor's logic.

"Even if I do, it will be a long time later." Amdo's expression suddenly became a little silent.

"Are you in a hurry to make money?" The old man's eyes widened.

"Yes!" Andor replied very neatly.

"Then when you become strong enough, you can earn money quickly even if you don't command an astral body." The old man continued to persuade. "Haven't you read those funky biographies?"

"He did it for other people." Amdo replied.

"Oh, do you believe the answer?" The old man smiled a little grimly. "It's all for others, why do they live that kind of spending a lot of money?"

The old man's rhetorical question made Andor's face a little ugly.

"How? Think about it? ”

"Grandpa won't agree!" Andor replied as if shaken. "He won't use this kind of money!"

"Oh! That's a weird old man! Old man Fan muttered.

"And how are you going to make money?"

"I'm going to learn mechanical!" Andor replied firmly. "This is also my grandfather's wish!"

"What a stupid boy!" The old man shook his head, as if he was very dissatisfied with Andor's answer, and looked a little disappointed. "Are you ready to suffer?"

"Hmm!" Amdo nodded vigorously, regardless of whether the old man who had already turned around and walked out the door could see it.

"If you can move, come down!" The old man seemed to have forgotten what he had just said, that Andor needed to stay in bed for a while.

"Good!" Amdo seemed to have forgotten about it.