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In the blink of an eye, Du Qian immediately denied that there was a thief, the doors and windows were intact, and there was no breath of a living person. Although he was still far away from the martial monks, how could he say that Du Qian's combat power had reached more than five thousand nine hundred and eighty, far beyond ordinary people.

The improvement of combat power is an overall improvement to a person's physical fitness. More strength, faster, more responsive, less likely to get sick, and even a slight increase in IQ.

In their own homes, under their own noses, there must be people who can quietly steal the spirit horn, and there are not a few, but people with such ability will not take a fancy to this worst-grade spirit horn at all, people casually turn around the sea, a few or even dozens of spirit fish have it, not to mention that they will come to steal him?

In addition, Du Qian felt that his body had obviously changed, which was a clear feeling, just like the feeling of relaxation when he was recovering from a serious illness.

"I'm not sick......" Du Qian groaned, how could he have such thoughts and feelings, it was so unreasonable.

"Calm down, I need to calm down...... Du Qian rushed into the bathroom, plunged his head into the cold water, and only raised his head when the oxygen in his lungs was consumed and he couldn't hold it anymore, and shook the water stains on his short hair, the water droplets were everywhere, and the mirror in front of him seemed to be drenched in the rain.

"Changes in the body, changes in the body ......"

"Damn, fight. After hesitating for a moment, Du Qian quickly put on his clothes and rushed out of the house.

"Business district. After getting into the taxi, Du Qian's face darkened, and he decided whether to make it, but it still hurt.

It was already more than ten o'clock in the evening, and most of the commercial streets in the treasure area had closed, and a small number of shops were still brightly lit.

After paying for the car and looking up at the business house in front of him, Du Qian gritted his teeth and walked in. The welcome lady greeted her with a professional smile: "What kind of service does Mr. need?"

"Test your combat power. Du Qian said that this was the most likely thing he thought of.

At the War Orphan School, a combat power test is conducted once a year, and the tester may be old and not very accurate, but it is free. Walking out of the school gate, food, clothing, housing and transportation, even if it is a tea and a meal, it all costs money.

Especially the things related to the three major professions, there is no cheap, the number of martial monks is the largest, the most common, and the most basic combat power test, and the price will also make the little **** flesh hurt.

"May I ask what kind of test do you need?" Yingbin led the way in front and asked politely, with her eyesight, it was naturally not difficult to see that Du Qian was not a martial monk at all, and he did not have the temperament of a martial monk.

Combat power is naturally indistinguishable with the naked eye, but as a martial artist, the spirit and spirit are very different from ordinary people, and his eyes are full of confidence, how can he be like him, with a painful face.

"The lowest. Du Qian has never spent money on the test, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand, the lowest level of combat power test costs ten yuan.

Ten yuan, damn it, it's not so fast to grab money, it's just to test it, the kinetic energy required is minimal, and I'm embarrassed to ask for ten yuan, and my brother only earns two yuan a day when he works.

"Yes sir, please come with me. The welcome led Du Qian to the front of the test room, and the service staff of the test room came forward to greet him.

This is an ordinary test room, the room area is very large, more than 300 square meters, and there are dozens of combat power testers in it, with different models, Du Qian didn't recognize any of them.

This is a commercial house, it is a business place, and the tester used, even if it is not the most advanced, is much better than the orphan school, Du Qian didn't see the pointer tester, it is said that that thing, as early as a hundred years ago, was basically eliminated, and only in places like the war orphan school, can you see, even ordinary schools have already been updated.

The tester here can at least reach the equipment level of a famous school, and naturally there is no such garbage goods.

"Sir, please swipe your card for testing. The waiter gestured, with a professional smile on her face all the time, but Du Qian always felt that her eyes were full of sarcasm.

If there is a large basic test room and dozens of instruments, there is no one else except Du Qian.

I took off my ID card and swiped it on the card reader, my heart hurt, my flesh was sour, just like that, ten yuan was gone, and four and a half days of work were done in vain, and my brother only worked for a day.

Yesterday, I still felt that I had more than two hundred yuan, among the graduates of the same class, he was definitely a big-money person, and the three beauties of the same class could not be compared, and he should still be very good compared to others, even if Wu Yue and Lei Ming were like them, martial arts monks with more than 10,000 combat power could not make so much money in a short period of time.

It's only been one day, and he has already spent more than eighty yuan, and at this rate, two hundred yuan won't cost a few days at all.

Stretch out your hands, press on the ball test area, and press down firmly. The tester in front of me is much better than the school's nature, in fact, it can only be regarded as an ordinary product, it is said that the most advanced tester, as long as you put your hand on it, the results of the test are also very accurate, unlike this passive tester, the combat power fluctuation value of the test is very large.

Because the tester is required to do their best to test, the accuracy of the test will be affected by different states, different times, and different moods.

Fortunately, the error is usually no more than ten points, which is within an acceptable range. The combat power of the martial monks is more than 10,000, and ten points of combat power is completely negligible.

As Du Qian used all the strength to eat, the values on the big screen in front of him kept beating. After a while, it finally stopped.

"Six thousand and forty-three, sir's combat power is so high. The waiter exclaimed with surprise on his face, his face showing professional adoration.

"Thank you. Du Qian said with a cold face, turned around and walked out. It's so tall, your sister, the people who came here to test are basically martial monks, and everyone has a base of 10,000, which is only in their early 6000s, so it's so high?

But...... It's really high......

Walking out of the trading house, waving for a taxi, the excitement from the bottom of my heart was unbearable.

As the old saying goes, you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore, and you have to endure a fart.

"Hahaha......" Du Qian sat in the taxi and laughed loudly, his face, which was not handsome, smiled extremely hideously.

The driver sitting in the driver's seat was so frightened that his hands trembled, the night bus really couldn't be opened, and there were too many crazy people now. It's just a drunken maniac, but this time I'm a natural maniac, it's really terrible.

After getting off the taxi, Du Qian stepped on the space dance steps all the way into the house, until the door closed, and then sat on the floor, crying and laughing, not knowing how to vent the excitement in his chest.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the natural madness retreated, and Du Qian regained his senses and was in a daze with the empty storage box.

The spirit horn is gone, and the combat power has increased by about fifty, and there are those who cultivate by themselves and those who have spirit horns. When I cultivated, my speed increased by almost five times, and there was a part that disappeared, and that part was almost five times, if it didn't disappear, my cultivation speed could reach ten times, and this level could be almost the same as thunder.

After taking the pen and paper, he wrote down the known conditions on the paper, this is his habit, and a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. When analyzing a problem, the same is true, writing the known and seeking the unknown, and writing is more intuitive.

After an hour of precise calculations, countless formulas and theorems were used, and finally four big words were written in the place of the conclusion: protagonist halo?

Damn, can this kind of strange thing be calculated by numbers? What's more, my brother's education is not high, and even if he can really calculate it, it's not that my brother can figure it out.

In addition to the word lucky, all he could think of was the four words above. Basically, it's like not thinking about anything.

Of course, it can't be said that there is nothing to gain, there are still some gains. For example, all of this must have something to do with the vanishing Spiritual Horn.

Horns!

Du Qian knows some of this thing, but what he knows is really limited, and the teacher vaguely mentioned it in the school, as if the martial arts monks reach the battle master level or above, they can use it to improve their combat power, but how to improve, why they can be improved, the teacher didn't talk about it, saying that they are still young and can't touch these.

It's all, in the entire War Orphan School, the highest combat power should be the vice principal who is responsible for guiding cultivation, what level is that guy? I'm afraid it's not as good as Yao Jing, not to mention the martial arts teacher below.

This night, Du Qian didn't cultivate, the whole person was not good, he couldn't sleep, his brain was not awake, he was confused, and before he knew it, it was already dawn outside.

The old habit is to get up in the morning and take a cold shower, put on clothes, walk out of the community, don't cook in the morning, eat breakfast outside, just after seven o'clock, walk into the treasure branch.

"Nice, boy. When Du Qian walked into the lounge, he found that Uncle Feng had already come and was writing, and when he saw him come in, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Come here, make a copy of this. As he spoke, he tossed a patrol log in front of him.

"Oh. "Yes, the patrol officer has to write a patrol log every day, which is actually useless, usually just a backup, but when something happens, this thing can play a role.

The criminal police, the Flying Tigers, the city guards, and the city lord's mansion, at certain times, will come over and call up the patrol logs they need. Of course, most of the time, you won't get anything, and occasionally you will find something useful.

No matter how you say it, the patrol brigade is also an official violence agency, and the procedures that should be followed are naturally the same, this is the rule. Most of the time, you can ignore these rules, but other times, they can help you or kill you.

picked up the pen and began to copy the patrol log, which made Du Qian feel like copying homework. But as he wrote, sweat began to pop up on his head.

Feng ...... Uncle Feng, is it okay to write like this?"

"What's so bad. Feng Bao didn't raise his head and wrote his diary, people have families, and they don't have the time to write this thing when they get home from work.

As a patrol officer with too old qualifications to be old, the patrol log can be done by coming ten minutes early in the morning. If it weren't for Du Qian's poking out such a big basket yesterday, there would be no need to come to the police station an hour in advance.

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