The next three days.

Yuan Bei basically wandered between three points and one line, home, school, and Zhang Peng's house.

The training is still the four of them, and the other Awakened Shooter of the profession seems to have been delayed by something, and has not yet come to gather.

Zhang Xin'er didn't say anything, and Yuan Bei didn't dare to ask.

Nothing has changed in special training.

Running like a dead dog every day, in the past few days, Yuan Bei's legs and feet have no dexterity, no matter what time he looks, he is limping.

But it's still like that.

Cultivating this is to frantically squeeze one's body, constantly testing one's bottom line, and impacting and breaking through the bottom line again and again.

As long as you don't cut yourself with a knife, and your nutrition can keep up, you will only get stronger and stronger with your practice.

All in all, there are only those who practice to give up, and there are no those who practice to death.

Of course, there are times when training is worse than dying.

For example... The whip of the fire.

A whip was drawn, as if it had penetrated the body and directly hit the internal organs.

It's so sour that it really can't be shared with outsiders.

However, after a few days, Yuan Beidu felt that he was a little used to the pleasure of being whipped...... Well, it hurts.

Yan Huohuo, the female hooligan, didn't know what to think, and the whip became more and more ruthless.

Yuan Bei thinks she may think she is handsome?

But the whip was so hard that the source power it carried seemed to be a little more.

It's not in vain.

The effort is not necessarily proportional to the gain, but it is not inversely proportional.

Host: Yuan Bei

Race: Terran

Gene: 51 square (15/100)

Gene Lock: Not enabled

Skill: [Fall into Sleep] Bronze (147/5000)

Skill description: When the target is unprepared, it can quickly put them into a deep sleep

The gene value has come to 51 squares, and the experience value may have reached a certain limit value, but there is no change. However, as the gene value increases, the cost of time also increases.

In the past three days, the average daily growth can only be 2 squares.

According to Zhang Xin'er, if the speed remains the same, he can reach the average today. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, his training volume will increase, and she is also working out other cultivation plans.

This made Yuan Bei look forward to it.

Yuan Bei is not afraid of hardships at all, but the data can be seen every day, and it is an indisputable fact that the growth of strength is gradually becoming slow.

The gene values tend to be average.

Although it was only a few days, the changes in Yuan Bei could be seen with the naked eye.

People who don't exercise all year round and people who exercise regularly can see the difference at a glance.

Although his parents didn't say anything in the past two days, they could also see the changes in Yuan Bei's spirit, and they were naturally very relieved in their hearts.

Yuan Bei was going to confess to them in the past two days, and it was not a matter to go home in the middle of the night every day.

I have to let my parents feel a little bit of confidence.

Just turned off the system panel, and the teacher was talking about it in class.

"Something is wrong!"

Zhang Peng, who was sitting next to Yuan Bei, suddenly threw the book away and said to Yuan Bei with a serious face.

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Bei was shocked, put down the book and asked.

Zhang Peng has been here since this morning, something is wrong, he is frizzy, Yuan Bei didn't care, and now he listens to Zhang Peng's tone.

Could it be that something went wrong with the game?

"I haven't been online for five days!"

Zhang Peng said with a serious face, word by word, and his face was full of catastrophe.

Yuan Bei: ???

What's the big deal?

Believe it or not, I'll smash you to death with a black brick!

Directly picked up the book, and then read it, this is already the last subject, and I can finish it all today.

Zhang Peng was directly anxious and dragged Yuan Bei, "You don't know, the Internet is the driving force of my life, if you don't let me eat, you still have to talk, if you don't let me go online, you don't have to talk about it!"

"Then you go talk to your sister and see if she can talk to you. ”

Yuan Bei didn't raise his head, and replied lightly.

"Uh..."

Zhang Peng was speechless for a while: "If there is something to talk about, I don't need to tell you." ”

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, you can think of a trick for me!"

Yuan Bei stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of snapping his fingers.

Zhang Peng shrunk his neck and stopped talking.

Originally, he didn't think it either, but now he thinks that Yuan Bei's move is simply a big killer, and he can't wake up if he sleeps for a day.

Especially in class, he was already tall, and although he was in good spirits after waking up on the desk, his body was uncomfortable.

Just look at the scumbags who are sleeping in strange postures around them, and I don't know how they fell asleep......

The smart one seems to have mastered the trick, and before Yuan Bei came every day, he adjusted his sleeping position first, preparing for a whole day's dreams.

How good do you think you can put into studying?

"Hey!"

Zhang Peng seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes lit up: "You are like this, let's go back today, I will help you distract my sister's attention, and you will directly put her to sleep." ”

"When the time comes, let's go directly to the Internet café and masturbate him a few times, what's going on?"

Yuan Bei turned his head and glanced at Zhang Peng as if he was looking at a fool.

"You want me dead?"

Zhang Peng: "......"

He sighed slightly, and silently picked up the book again.

Yuan Bei couldn't help but smile when he looked at Zhang Peng like this.

Internet addicted teenager, lost his mind.

If you want to go online, you can think of this kind of trick.

If he could just put those two people to sleep, would he still need to train with a whip every day?

Isn't the reason for training like this now that the control is not hard enough? If it is hard enough, it is necessary to practice a hammer, and whoever dares to come up and knock him out with a sticky stick will be finished.

Thinking so, he held the book and read it again.

......

Soon.

An hour later.

His experience points ran out, and so did his accelerated learning.

Putting down the book, Yuan Bei fell into deep thought.

"It's been four days!"

Today is still 10 XP.

For four consecutive days, he still washed his hands every day and worshiped the god of Europe, but even so, he still received a "subsistence allowance" for four consecutive days.

asked Yuan Xiaopang well, and concluded that this little fat man hadn't even picked up money in the past few days!

Yuan Xiaopang himself wondered.

Not to mention picking up money, even if it is a WeChat chat payment free order that often appeared before in the past few days, it has not appeared!

He also felt like he had seen a ghost.

When he heard Yuan Xiaopang say this, Yuan Bei also felt as if he had seen a ghost......

Look at his wording, it is unexpectedly, often, and free of charge.

Are these gods and non-chieftains living in the same world?

How did he get to this point, and all these words had to be changed to "never"?

Tomorrow is the seventh day, and the reward for signing in for seven consecutive days is about to come out, and at this time, Yuan Xiaopang's Ou God power is gone, which is a big obstacle for Yuan Bei.

Yuan Bei always faintly felt that Yuan Xiaopang had "consumed" so much European gas at once, I was afraid that he was going to make a big move?

Could it be that this little fat man secretly bought lottery tickets?

Or come back today and pick up a sack of money?

Taking this matter to heart, Yuan Bei is going to observe and observe it in the next few days to see where Yuan Xiaopang's Ou Qi has gone.

He didn't think about it for long.

Luck, who knows.

Even Oushen will have a time to go to the wheat city, right?

Maybe it's just bad luck?

The next class begins.

Yang Hongmei walked in, and the eyes of the class focused on her.

To be precise, it focused on the pile of rolls she was holding in her arms.

The exam results are out!

Liang Zhijia straightened his waist, and his eyes were full of eagerness.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Yuan Bei felt that Yang Hongmei's gaze stayed on him for a long time.