"Did you catch a cold?"

Shi Qinghuai logged in to the official website forum of theocratic power as usual, and before he had time to browse the web, he heard Yao Yiyao on the bed whimpering and coughing continuously. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoSince he fought with Feng Zheng, Da Yao's body has been much weaker for some reason, and his face is a little haggard.

"Recently, the number of antibody cells in my body has decreased, and I will regulate the reproduction rate of the cells myself." Yao Yiyao's expressionless words made Shi Qinghuai's hand holding the medicine stop in mid-air, he scratched his head with a wry smile, and thought to himself, You really think of yourself as a fully functional artificial intelligence?

Giving up the idea of forcibly pouring cold medicine on the girl, Shi Qinghuai returned to the computer screen, opened the chat interface with his friend "Zang Feng", and compiled his training results today into text and sent it over. This has become an indispensable homework for him every night, and in front of the knowledgeable "Zang Feng", he has always played the role of a student who humbly seeks advice.

After a while, Zang Feng sent a reply.

――Still not any improvement?

-- I've been standing still for three days in a row, and I've been stagnant in both my ability and physical fitness, and if I continue like this, I may end up failing in the goal I set for myself.

-- Why is there such a hard and fast rule as 15 days? You should give yourself a little time to relax. Believe me, the bottleneck of the doorstep is just a small bump in the road, not even an appetizer.

Shi Qinghuai was stunned, he also knew that he was under too much pressure now, but the origin of the fifteen-day rule could not be mentioned to outsiders, and he couldn't tell "Zangfeng" that he was doing a task for the Tongji Association, right? Although the friendship with "Zangfeng" is getting stronger and stronger, but he doesn't know the identity of the other party, this vigilance Shi Qinghuai still has.

――I know I shouldn't be too anxious, but I do need to move forward in a short period of time, didn't you tell me that I need to seize the opportunity myself?

After the message was sent, the other side was silent for a while, and just when Shi Qinghuai thought that "Zang Feng" had also given up on persuading him, the dialog box icon suddenly flashed.

――In other words, you want to break through to the upper part of the door in the remaining two days, right?

- That's right!

Shi Qinghuai replied with certainty.

The chat interface gives a small line: Break the pressure or break the bones!

After saying this, there was no more news from the "Zangfeng" side, and the icon became a logout state.

Turning off the computer casually, Shi Qinghuai looked at the starry sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window and was stunned, the meaning of "Zangfeng" is easy to understand: if you can't get rid of this pressure no matter what, just break it with the determination to break it!

However, the words "broken bones" are not a joke! Is it really necessary to fight with your life for the sake of a rough stone?

Shen Sanwan's inadvertent envious eyes appeared in his mind, and Old Shen thought that he was well hidden, but with Shi Qinghuai's current sensory level, he could see every change in the other party's eyes.

"Anyway, two brothers in one world, aren't they just desperate." Shi Qinghuai took out the cigarette in the drawer, took a puff on it in a chic manner, and put out the remaining cigarette in the ashtray. Feeling the decline of Lao Shen when he practiced alone in the shooting range, he suddenly laughed.

"Sample, in the past, I hugged you as a big man. Legs, it's finally your turn to hug it back this time! ”

He briefly freshened up and fell asleep with an inexplicable smile. Yao Yiyao, who was on the bed next to him, waited for him to fall asleep, threw away the science fiction magazine, took out a small leather book, and began to scribble again.

Early the next morning, Shi Qinghuai got up early, washed up and arrived at the training room, an hour earlier than usual. Deacon Lu, who was adjusting the training equipment in the room, was quite surprised to see him, and the three staff members had not yet gotten up at this point.

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" He looked at Shi Qinghuai lying on the gravity controller, so he subconsciously asked.

"No problem." Shi Qinghuai still has time to stretch out his thumb when doing the gravity test.

Deacon Lu sighed: "At least the state looks better than yesterday, I hope you can gain something today." ”

When he said this, Shi Qinghuai was already immersed in training and turned a deaf ear to the external voice.

He's still making his last ditch.

The time of the day passed quickly, and when the night sky was bright, Shi Qinghuai was soaked in the infusion tank as usual for the final refinement of body data.

"How?" Deacon Lu looked at the changing characters on the main monitor and asked the worker beside him.

The white-clothed worker shook his head slightly, with an expression of "we have all done our best".

Deacon Lu was a little disappointed, but this outcome was also expected by him, even if he calmed down, it was difficult to break the bottleneck with just one day's efforts.

"Let's go."

Emptying the liquid in the culture tank, Deacon Lu and several staff members turned off the main machine, and then left as they did yesterday. Unexpectedly, Shi Qinghuai, who came out of the liquid tank, got dressed and stopped them again.

Deacon Lu looked at him impatiently.

"I want to ask you to tell Sister Mao that I need to meet her alone tomorrow." Shi Qinghuai said calmly.

Deacon Lu looked the young man in front of him up and down in surprise, and he found that Shi Qinghuai's momentum had completely changed compared to yesterday. If yesterday's Shi Qinghuai was a beast that kept whimpering after being injured, then today he seems to be the lion king who wants to conquer all beasts! There is a kind of will to move forward hidden in that not strong body, as if it is accumulating things that can only explode at some critical moment, and if you want to compare it, it is like a long sword waiting to be unsheathed!

Could it be that he wanted to...... Deacon Lu narrowed his eyes, and his heart was flooded with a lot of waves.

"Something interesting." He smiled faintly at Shi Qinghuai, "I'll help you bring it, as for whether Sister Mao is here or not, I don't know very well." ”

Shi Qinghuai nodded slightly, and his intuition told him that Sister Mao would definitely appear in front of him alone tomorrow.

The three staff members had already left the training room, and Deacon Lu outside the door was about to press the close button, when he saw Shi Qinghuai still standing in the training room, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Aren't you going to sleep?" ”

"I'll just sleep here tonight." Shi Qinghuai lay on the soft massager and closed his eyes leisurely. This is a massage machine specially designed to soothe stiff muscles after training, and it is not only soft but also has a sleeping effect. The training room is equipped with automatic air-conditioning to regulate the internal air temperature, as well as a state-of-the-art ventilation system, so that sleeping here is even more effective than sleeping under the covers.

"I'm looking forward to tomorrow's results." Seeing this, Deacon Lu simply closed the door of the training room.

The night sky was silent, and the sea of stars sank several times.

When the first golden light rose in the early morning, Shi Qinghuai woke up almost synchronously. He jumped off the massager and onto the ground and stretched a few times in a row. Then start doing normal morning exercises such as leg presses and chest expansion.

Stretching his muscles, he opened the door of the training room, approached the reception room, sat down on the black leather sofa slowly, opened the tea making tool and made himself a good cup of tea.

Every time Sister Mao saw him in the reception room before, she always looked like she was drinking tea freely. That chic and indifferent posture made him envious and awe-inspiring, there are no tigers in the mountains at this time, and he, a monkey, can finally be majestic again.

Before half a bowl of tea was drunk, the door of the reception room was pushed open, and Mao Yulan, who was dressed in casual clothes, walked in.

It was exactly seven o'clock in the morning.