"It wasn't about drinking fish-human blood raw. Lance looked at the fox's plan with some rebelief.

Using the blood of the fish-man mixed with the water and implementing it in the form of bathing, such a scheme is still acceptable to Lance. After all, according to the results of his experiments, fish-human blood only produces a disgusting fishy smell when it is in the mouth, and its smell is not particularly unpleasant.

It's also because very few people use fishmen for food, after all, this thing is so fishy.

Lance rested for a while, then took his leave with Amman. Outside the Moonlight Tower, in addition to the two potters still standing guard diligently, Bonnie and the soldier escorting the fishmen were also waiting for Lance.

The two buckets of fish-man blood were still very heavy, and Lance was happy to have someone to help, and the group returned to the castle in the night.

After eating something indiscriminately, Lance entered the bathroom with a bucket of fish-man blood and ordered Bonnie not to enter.

Under Lance's stern warning, the girl could only stand helplessly in the corner of the room. Yesterday, when Madame Nancy asked her to be Lance's maid, she did not ask for this, and the eldest lady ordered her to keep a close watch on Lance's daily life and report to her at any time, but who knew that Lance would not give her a chance to get close at all.

This made her feel very helpless, neither Lance nor the eldest lady could provoke a small person like her. The only thing she could do was to improvise.

Lance closed the small door to the bathroom. Just like yesterday, Aunt Xili had already put hot water for him. He made a slight estimate, and poured a third of the tub of fish-man blood into the bath.

The originally clear hot water immediately turned a terrifying scarlet. The slight heat steamed upwards, and it looked very strange against the backdrop of blood red.

Lance took off his clothes and jumped in without hesitation.

"Don't you need to do anything while soaking like this?" he asked inwardly.

The fox affirmed, "Yes, or you can take the opportunity to rest for a while." ”

Lance closed his eyes, and he could feel as if something warm was hiding in the hot water, and they continued to seep in and down Lance's skin.

"What a comfortable feeling...... Lance squinted his eyes, feeling the magical effect of the fish-human blood.

......

Two hours later, he opened his eyes, and a surprising scene appeared—

I don't know when the original scarlet bath water turned into a faint pink. Lance's skin was covered with a thin layer of blood foam, and his body seemed to have absorbed all the essence of the fish-man's blood.

He walked out of the bath, not feeling half tired, but feeling mentally abnormal.

"It seems that the fish-man blood does have some effect, but after so many years, the people of the Hussar Kingdom have not discovered the effect of the fish-human blood?" Lance is a little strange, ordinary people can't find it, even his teacher, Amman Wizard, has lived on the West Coast for about three years, and he doesn't seem to know about it, which makes Lance feel very surprised.

But no matter what, since the main chip fox has discovered this secret, Lance naturally has to make good use of it.

In the following days, his life was very regular, getting up early every morning to practice swords until noon, going to the Moonlight Tower in the afternoon to read books and practice the use of mental power, and taking a bath in the bathroom in the evening.

For six days, every day.

Lance didn't feel bored, whether it was practicing swords or taking a bath, he could feel that his physical fitness was constantly improving. Although this increase may seem very subtle to others, it is difficult to detect. But for Lance, who has the help of chips, it is clearly visible.

"The horizontal splitting action is up to standard!"

"The vertical splitting action is up to standard!"

"The flirting action is up to standard!"

With the crisp sound of the main chip, Lance accurately performed every sword move of the basic military swordsmanship. Today, he has developed a perfect muscle memory for the six moves of the basic sword technique, and he will never make a mistake again.

In the wide open space, Lance meticulously continued to practice his sword. At the gate of the castle in the distance, a group of teenagers surrounded them with a smile and a grin. Lance glanced at them and ignored them.

"Three hundred and ninety-eight!"

"Three hundred and ninety-nine!"

"Four hundredth!"

Finally, sweating profusely, Lance completed a total of 400 standard exercises. He is already familiar with the basic military swordsmanship of the Hussar Kingdom.

His arms have become thicker than they had been at the beginning, and his strength and balance seem to have improved somewhat.

"Fox, scan my current physical condition!" Lance said silently, wiping a handful of sweat.

"It's good. The scan is ongoing!"

"Scanned. The three main indicators of your body are as follows:"

"[Physique 0.5, strength 0.7, sensitivity 0.5]"

"Congratulations, you have seen a significant improvement in your physical fitness over the past week and are currently trying to get close to normal levels. ”

Seeing this information, Lance also showed a hint of a smile. His physical fitness is really improving, just last night, after he soaked in the sixth fish-human blood, the scan results showed that each of his indicators had improved by 0.1.And today he finally completed four hundred standard military swordsmanship exercises, and his physical fitness has improved again.

This level is already much better than when he first crossed over.

Generally speaking, the three major indicators of normal people's physical fitness are between 0.7 and 0.9, and people who have specially exercised will improve their attributes in all aspects.

"Fox, with my current physical fitness, can I unlock the next sub-chip? Lance asked with some concern.

One main chip has already given him so many benefits that he can't wait to unlock the second chip. Although the function of the sub-chip is relatively specific, it is very targeted, and Lance was a chip salesman in his previous life, so it can be said that the functions of these sub-chips are very valuable.

However, the fox's answer made him a little disappointed: "Your physical fitness has not yet reached the minimum standard for unlocking the next sub-chip." ”

"What is the minimum standard?" he asked.

"The three major physical indicators reached 0.7 at the same time." The fox said.

Lance nodded silently. At present, his physique and agility are still only 0.5, and his strength is up to standard.

"Looks like it's time to start practicing the next kind of swordsmanship. Lance looked at the results of the fox's latest performance, and if he wanted to continue to improve his physical fitness by practicing basic swordsmanship, he would have to practice the standard moves a total of 1,000 times to increase his strength by 0.1. As for agility and constitution, there is no improvement at all. In other words, the practice of basic swordsmanship to improve his physical fitness was already a bit inefficient for Lance.

On the other hand, the fox also calculates the fish-human blood effect for the next cycle.

"Since your body developed a drug-like effect on Fish-Human Blood after the end of the first cycle, I have calculated that you will have to soak Fish-Human Blood for the next two weeks to achieve the effect of Constitution +0.1 and Sensitivity 0.1. In terms of strength, there should be no increase. The fox said.

Lance was a little depressed. Just like on Earth, the body becomes resistant to fish-human blood, which is enough to improve physical fitness. The first use may be effective, but if you continue to use it, its effectiveness will slip, be greatly reduced, and even tend to be ineffective at the worst.

In order to ensure the supply of fish-man blood, Lance had already ordered the soldiers to catch some live fish-men as much as possible and put them in the castle. When he needed to, he killed one, and the soldier who captured the fishman was rewarded with Lance's gold coins. The Viscount gave him a large supply of gold coins every month, and the reward of a few fish-men was more than enough.

What's more, near the West Coast, Fish-People are always seen very often. With the bounty as a backing and the enthusiasm of the soldiers high, Lance didn't have to worry about running out of fish-man blood.

"No matter what, as long as it works, you have to keep bathing. Lance thought as he placed the wooden sword in his hand on the weapon rack.

Who knew that at this time, the group of teenagers who came in from the city gate suddenly came to the side of the martial arts arena.

The dozen or so teenagers were surrounded by a smiling blonde boy, a strong boy who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but much taller than an adult.

Most of these people are the descendants of the castle's craftsmen or soldiers, who have been trained by masters in various trades since childhood. And the blonde boy is the eldest son of Ora, the captain of the castle patrol.

When everyone saw Lance, although they were very reluctant, they all saluted Lance one by one. After all, he was the son of the owner of the castle, and as the son of a nobleman, he was born superior to the sons of craftsmen or soldiers.

Only the blonde boy asked with a big grin, "Young Master Lance, I'm not mistaken, are you practicing swords?"

Lance was silent for a moment, and at this moment, he saw a graceful figure in the crowd, but it was Erin's little girl.

"Yes. I'm practicing swords. Any advice, Eric. He replied calmly.