Chapter 7: The Eating Crisis

Lin Feng was full of hope for his future again.

According to the requirements of the text of the boxing book, Lin Feng classified the seventh movement into one style, and practiced each style repeatedly. He formulated a practice plan, practicing one style in the first to third weeks of each month, and three styles in the fourth week, to see if he could make a breakthrough under this kind of practice intensity, and even have new insights.

In order to accurately grasp the details of each action, Lin Feng even did not hesitate to expose his secrets, scanning the boxing spectrum into a smart watch, and then connecting it to a central computer with extremely powerful computing power, so that it could be made into a live performance mode for himself to watch and imitate repeatedly. Fortunately, after a few days of worry, there was no unexpected trouble. After all, in this era, even computers know how to respect people.

In this way, Lin Feng seems to have returned to the three-point and one-line life mode of the campus era, the work area, dormitory, and physical training room, repeatedly, but never interrupted.

Day by day, month, two months, half a year...... After almost masochistic hard training, Lin Feng was pleased to find that his height had grown a bit, and the muscles of his limbs had gradually bulged, and he obviously had a sense of strength.

"Now it's time to test your strength." Lin Feng was a little eager to try.

He walked quickly to the strength tester, stood still, his eyes were fixed on the display screen on the instrument, the muscles of his whole body contracted violently, and the accumulated strength of his thighs, waist, and arms gathered into his clenched fist according to an invisible running line, and with a loud shout, he hit straight out with one fist and hit the soft cushion of the tester hard. At the same time, the numerical nature of the display is constantly rising: "30, 40, 50, 80" and the final number is fixed at 102.

"Haha, the power of my punch actually reached more than 100 kilograms, which is great"!

"I think when I was tested in school, my best score was only 48 kilograms, which was not as good as some little girls, and I really lost my face to Proxima Centauri. I'm a real man! ”

"Yes, keep practicing. I believe that sooner or later, I will surpass my brother and even my father. Become the most powerful star warrior on the entire ship. ”

Lin Feng was full of confidence and strength at this moment. It was a thrill he had never experienced before. Under the light of his father and brother, he had been suppressed for too long.

Moments of happiness are always short-lived, and if you indulge in such short-lived pleasures, you will lose your fighting spirit. Although Lin Feng was not smart, the obsession in his heart made him quickly get rid of this emotion and return to ascetic training again.

However, the difficulties that gave Lin Feng a headache came unexpectedly again.

The so-called "rich do not practice literature, poor do not practice martial arts", the way of practicing martial arts is to focus on boiling muscles and bones, that is, "practicing muscles and bones on the outside, and practicing a breath on the inside". If a person who practices martial arts lacks the support of external objects, he will soon run out of vitality, and his realm will stagnate at best, and at worst he will endanger his body and even his life. To put it bluntly, it is to consume enough nutrients every day to maintain the vigorous energy and vitality in the body.

Although Lin Feng could get enough three meals a day, it could only last for a person's normal survival. For Lin Feng, who practiced boxing hard, it was far from enough.

In other words, Lin Feng now has to face the crisis of eating.

"What to do? If this continues, the body will not be able to bear it. ”

"More overtime? No, not to mention that the necessary training time must be guaranteed every night, and besides, all the work is done by someone, a turnip and a pit, who is willing to make you earn a contribution point in vain. This road doesn't work. ”

"So, looking for Dali? This is even worse. That guy can't even be self-sufficient, so he still has a contribution point to lend me. Even if some borrow, it is a drop in the bucket, and it can't solve the problem of the fundamental surname. ”

"Well, ask my brother for help. Although the relationship between the two is not very harmonious, they are brothers after all. He can't ignore his brotherly love and not save him when he dies, right? …… Hey, forget it. I was not treated well by them, and I stretched out my hand to them, and they looked down on me all the more. This road is not working. ”

One by one, they came up with it, and one by one they were denied. At this moment, Lin Feng said in his heart how entangled he was.

"What the hell should I do?" Lin Feng lay on the bed, his eyes open, staring at the mottled shadows on the ceiling, thinking blankly.

"Hey, why didn't I think of this stubble? Maybe that's the best way to do it right now? Lin Feng seemed to suddenly open up, and suddenly shouted.

It turned out that he remembered a scene he experienced when he was a child with his parents.

There are all kinds of professions on the starship, and of course there are also military personnel. Like the pre-ephemeris world, the soldiers on the starship are also a special group of beings. The most important thing for them is training, and if there is an emergency, they have to be dispatched urgently to carry out various tasks. Due to the high risk of the military profession, its treatment is also extremely generous: in addition to the contribution points normally obtained, there is an allowance for training in peacetime, a subsidy for missions, and a condolence payment for the injured. In normal times, they have nothing to do except training, and they can't fight, pick quarrels and provoke troubles, in order to vent their exuberant energy, they can only desperately improve their strength. In order to give them something to do and stimulate the enthusiasm of this group of soldiers who have "money" and leisure, the central computer has also made special regulations to allow the soldiers to gamble. Of course, the premise is that the surname cannot be harmed. As for injuries, there is no need to worry, with the super-first-class medical level on the starship, as long as you still have a breath, you can guarantee that you will not go to see Hades.

There are two ways for the soldiers to gamble: one is the ring match, that is, the two sides of the bet, free fighting, no time limit, and one side is knocked down or admits defeat; The other way is the offensive and defensive match, where the two sides agree on a time, one side attacks, and the other side defends (the defender is nicknamed the "meat shield"), and the winner is judged by whether or not to knock down the "meat shield" within the agreed time. Obviously, the former is suitable for evenly matched sides, while the latter is used in situations where there is a greater disparity in strength.

When he was a child, Lin Feng had watched this kind of gambling fight more than once. At that time, when he was young, he was always swaying for the enthusiasm and toughness of the soldiers, thus planting the seeds of ideals.

Of course, Lin Feng also knew that non-military personnel were generally not allowed to participate in this kind of gambling fight. However, in order to be able to recruit a wide range of talented people to enter the army, the military has also adopted a compromise method by setting up a test ground in front of the barracks, and all non-military professionals who can pass the test can participate.

"With my current strength, if I participate in the ring, it will definitely not be enough. And if you volunteer to be a meat shield, you may be able to persevere with the trick of the tiger position. Lin Feng assessed his current strength level and made a choice.

"Okay, that's all. First, you can solve the current difficulties, and second, you can also see what level your strength is. Gambling fights are usually held on Saturday and Sunday evenings. So, I and the other admins shifted shifts and got started on Saturday! Lin Feng planned with confidence.

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