Realm Overlord

Chapter 2 Work-study program
"Tell me, what's going on?"

Following the exit at the other end of the alley and arriving at a bustling main street in the county, Lin Qi asked.

"I just showed a few coins in front of my classmates, but I didn't expect to be targeted!"

Lin Fan, a tough-headed man, looked unhappy and muttered in a low voice: "That leader, Xu Xuefei, isn't from your class? How could he steal my money?"

"Hmph, didn't you see that I beat him the hardest just now?"

Stopped in front of a drug store on the street, the plaque with the words "Baicaotang" written on it is a bit old, obviously quite old.

Lin Qi said angrily: "My classmates are just a few self-destructive bastards!"

After saying that, he warned: "Don't show off in front of your classmates casually. It's a big deal to have a few coins in your pocket!"

"understood!"

Lin Fan reluctantly agreed, apparently not listening.

Seeing this, Lin Qi didn't continue to nag. He knew that going too far was never enough.

My younger brother is only nine years old. He is at the age where he is playful and shows off, and he is a bit stubborn. If he is restrained too tightly, it will be counterproductive.

"By the way, next time you're stuck in traffic, remember to yell loud enough so I can hear you!"

Stepping directly into the drug store, Lin Qi did not forget to warn: "Even if you are not afraid, they are older than you, so you will be at a huge disadvantage in a fight!"

"Hmph, when I get started with "Iron Hand" like you, brother, do you still need to be afraid of this or that?"

Lin Fan followed him into the drug store and refused to listen to Lin Qi's advice.

In the class, he was like a bully, and he was not afraid of fighting at all.

"You two brothers are here. The pile of medicinal materials in the corner next to you is the work you are going to complete today!"

Just when Lin Qi wanted to talk to his brother and stop thinking about showing off his cruelty, the drug store clerk's words interrupted him.

"Okay, third brother, I understand!"

Lin Qi nodded to the pharmacy clerk who was talking to him, then pulled his younger brother Lin Fan to the corner of the pharmacy.

The drug store already had a strong medicinal smell, and there was a small pile of unprocessed medicinal materials in the corner, which made the smell even stronger.

The two brothers didn't pay attention, took two small benches and sat down, and quickly put the medicinal materials into categories.

Then, start working with these fresh herbs from simple to complex.

Pick flowers, leaves and branches, put the ones to be dried in a big dustpan, and have your own medicine shop clerk take them out and put them away.

The next thing to deal with is the medicinal materials that need to be opened and crushed.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Lin Qi used one palm at a time, with the right amount of strength, to accurately crack the shell of the medicinal materials that needed to be opened, and then took out the required medicinal materials.

After a while, the palm of my right palm turned red, and a burning pain came.

He didn't hum, and continued to slap with the other palm.

No one noticed that every time he clapped his hands, the muscles in his arms vibrated, and his breathing rhythm was almost exactly the same.

Each palm move is almost a complete replica of the previous one.

No matter the angle, strength or the effect of the slap, there is almost no difference.If a true martial arts master saw this kind of mastery of arm strength, they would probably be surprised.

After a while, the palm of his left hand was also red, and there was a tingling sensation in the palm. At the same time, his forehead was already hot and sweaty, and sweat dripped from time to time.

Lin Qi was not impatient at all, and still followed the established rhythm, changing his hands and slapping one palm after another, like a robot that felt no pain.

At the same time, in his mind, a virtual villain was doing the same action, and it even looked aesthetically pleasing.

That is a kind of beauty unique to sports!
In fact, Lin Qi's actions at this time were completely imitating the movements of the virtual villain, trying to make no mistakes.

This is his golden finger and one of the ways he exercises his iron-making skills.

There was no effect when he was studying literature, but once he practiced martial arts, a virtual villain would appear in his mind, practicing the martial arts moves he had practiced in a very standard way.

Even though the iron-smelting skills learned from the county school are only basic martial arts, it is not easy to get started.

The martial arts teacher at the county school will only teach and give guidance during class. It is not easy to find people at other times.

It truly illustrates what it means to be led by a master, and cultivation depends on oneself!
Later I learned that it was not impossible to ask a martial arts master to open a small stove, and you would have to pay extra.

Lin Qi's family couldn't afford to hire a martial arts master to open a small stove. Even the tuition fees were paid out through gritted teeth, and sometimes they had to borrow money.

Fortunately, I have a golden finger. Otherwise, I would be lucky to be able to get started in five years by practicing blindly.

Three years would allow him to become an introductory master of iron-making without additional nutritional supplements, and he would be the absolute best in the class.

Lin Qi asked himself that he was not a martial arts prodigy. Although he liked outdoor sports in his previous life and practiced Sanda for two years in college, the effect was just like that.

Regarding traditional martial arts, the information I have is only half-understood.

Without a golden finger, he would probably be just a passerby in martial arts.

But even so, because he couldn't keep up with his diet and nutrition, his height was not affected at all, but his body looked thin, almost like a thin bamboo pole.

Even so, he felt that there were still quite a few mistakes in the subtle movements between himself and the virtual villain in his mind, and he had to grit his teeth and persevere for a long time every time he made any changes.

He really enjoyed it and felt a lot of fun.

On the other side, younger brother Lin Fan pushed the stone roller with both hands. His forearm muscles bulged rhythmically, but his breathing was slightly disordered.

After a while, when he crushed all the medicinal materials in the crushing boat, sweat was rolling down his forehead.

He wiped his face casually, changed a batch of medicinal materials and continued to push the stone roller.

A nine-year-old boy is very lively and full of energy, and it is the time when people are disgusted with dogs.

It is extremely rare for Lin Fan to be able to sit still and push the stone roller to crush the medicinal materials without any effort.

However, when he completely crushed the second batch of medicinal materials, starting from the third batch of medicinal materials, his movements were inevitably stiff and deformed, and his breathing became more rapid and disordered.

At this time, Lin Qi would stop the flapping movements and remind his brother not to be anxious and to take his time according to the frequency of movements taught by him.

That's right, he taught his younger brother Lin Fan how to push the stone roller.

In particular, the rhythmic stimulation of the muscles of both hands and forearms is the key point. It is an important means for younger brother Lin Fan to exercise his arm muscles while he is busy.

That is also one of the ways he imitated and deduced based on the movements of the virtual figure in his mind, and taught the iron hand in the county martial arts class, and the effect is very obvious!
(End of this chapter)