Chapter 9 Chopping wood

The next morning, when Sean woke up from his bed, although he was full of energy, for the first time in his heart, he began to resist the rebellious time to a certain extent.

Twelve hours, a full twelve hours, he was forced to chop firewood in the virtual space for twelve hours.

Although there is no physical problem in the virtual space, no matter who he is, when he does the same thing for twelve hours in a row, he will feel like crazy.

So, when the time came, he immediately ran away from there as if he were running for his life.

But after opening his eyes, he faintly noticed that something seemed to be wrong with his body.

Shaking his head, there doesn't seem to be any problem!

Standing up, accustomed to a glance of his surname, he immediately swept everything in the room into his eyes, and he quickly found that his reaction was much faster than before, and even a small mosquito buzzing by the bed became very clear.

He wanted to kill the mosquito, but after the thought had crossed his mind for a long time, his hands slowly raised. His eyes were firmly fixed on the mosquito, but the palm of the hand was completely slapped in another place.

Suddenly, an extreme panic appeared in Sean's heart, and his body seemed to be out of touch with the reaction.

Glancing at the black blindfold next to him, he vaguely understood in his heart that this should be the result of twelve hours of continuous training and chopping wood yesterday.

After 12 hours of practice, in the virtual space, his score has changed from one dotted line in ten cuts to two or three cuts in the final ten cuts.

Although this value is not ideal, for him, it is already a full two or three times better.

However, because he exercised his consciousness and reaction speed too much in the virtual space, as soon as he returned to the real world, his consciousness was disconnected from his body.

Taking a deep breath, once he figured out the truth, he no longer took it to heart.

This state does not last long, it will recover quickly, and if he exercises his body to a level that can adapt to that level of consciousness, then from now on, he can maintain this level.

Step by step, I arrived at my father's room, and old Bond had already prepared breakfast.

Sean's way of eating today is also very strange, he tried to control his wrists, and he also tried to control his eyes, and he ate like a robot.

Old Bond looked at his son worriedly, but he didn't notice anything bad about him.

"Dad, I don't want to work in the fields today. ”

"Ah, well, then you can rest a little more. Old Bond said with a little disappointment, it seems that there is still a long way to go to train his son to be a good farmer.

"Dad, I remember that the knight's estate has been buying firewood, so I want to chop some wood at home and use it as a sport. ”

Although he didn't understand what the movement was, the old Bond understood the meaning of chopping wood.

But chopping wood is not the same as doing farm work, and after a few careful words of caution to pay attention to safety, old Bond left the house.

Sean went straight to the backyard and took out his father's axe for chopping wood. This axe is not small, it has reached his lower abdomen, and it has a sense of weight in his hand, and he immediately understands that no wonder this axe is so familiar, it turns out that the axe in the virtual space does not come from the game, but completely changes according to the style of the axe at home.

Placing a wooden board flat on the countertop, Sean raised the big axe fiercely, he didn't realize that the moment his hand raised the axe high, his whole person's momentum and gaze suddenly changed drastically.

His eyes became sharp and bright, and he locked tightly on the wooden block on the countertop, and there seemed to be a virtual white line on the uneven facet, which was so dazzling in Sean's eyes.

His axe was raised high, his feet were open back and forth, and his body twisted slightly, and when the axe was raised to a certain place, his axe suddenly fell straight down like lightning.

Legs, waist, hands, wrists, etc., all the strength in the body seemed to be condensed on the axe at this moment, and with a sharp sound of breaking the air, it accurately slashed on the white line that did not exist at all.

"Smack. ”

With a crisp sound, a not-so-small plank had been neatly split into two almost identical pieces of wood by the axe.

Sean let out a long sigh, and the moment he raised the axe just now, his whole person seemed to enter a strange feeling. It's like doing the movement of the second stanza, and everything seems so natural and harmonious.

What kind of things like the body and the reaction couldn't cooperate were thrown out of his mind at that time.

There was only a white line left in his eyes, and the axe that had gathered all his strength had literally cut the wood completely.

Looking at this piece of wood, Sean's heart was faintly stunned.

After all, he is not only a nine-year-old child, but an adult with a certain amount of experience, although he has never touched a wood chopping axe in his previous life, but he also knows that it is not a simple matter to cut such a thick plank with an axe.

His heart moved slightly, and he immediately understood that his twelve hours in the virtual space last night were not in vain.

Excitedly re-erecting a wooden block, he stepped back, raised his axe, and slashed it down in a strange gesture.

With a "boom", his axe didn't hit anything, but almost hit his calf.

Only then did he realize that he was still in the process of reacting and adapting to his body at this moment. It seems that the first success can only be said to be a good fortune, and he still has a long way to go before he can truly control it.

Picking up the axe again, Sean's eyes flashed with an inexplicable persistence, and the first axe like divine help gave him strong self-confidence, giving him the motivation to persist and the direction of his efforts.

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