Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 115 Physical Improvement
Master Tang looked at the scene around the study, his eyes widened, and the very obvious forehead wrinkles were revealed.

He bit his tongue tightly, feeling severe pain. He bit his lip again, but it still hurt, and it didn't feel like a dream.

Seeing this, Mr. Tang turned his eyes around. He looked around, then walked slowly and cautiously to the desk, holding his fists:
"May I ask, sir, are you the master here?"

"Mr. Tang has also been a county magistrate for several terms. Before asking people who he is, don't he know how to tell his name?"

In fact, according to folk customs, when something strange happens, you cannot say your name casually, otherwise you will get into trouble.

But when Master Tang first entered this somewhat magical world, he suddenly felt like a dream, as if he had seen a miracle, and he was deeply shocked.

In addition, he had been tortured by strange dreams before, so when Bao Weiwei casually told him what he had done before, he naturally knew everything.

"My surname is Ma, and my name is Ma Bond! May I ask who you are?"

Master Tang wanted to know who the person in front of him was.

"Don't worry about who I am, my identity has nothing to do with you.

Mabond, do you have any demands when you come here?If you have any appeal, just say it. "

When this matter was mentioned, Mabond became slightly excited:
"I've been dreaming these days! And I've been having the same dream for several days in a row. What's the key? This dream doesn't seem to be fake!"

"What exactly was the dream?"

Bao Weiwei asked. He didn't know much about the operation of the Wish House. He happened to meet someone who could communicate well and took advantage of this opportunity to inquire more.

"I was sitting on the train, eating hot pot, singing songs, and preparing to go to Echeng to take office as the county magistrate. Suddenly, a group of horse bandits came! There was a burst of shooting! Then my horse died! "

Master Tang said dancing happily.

"Then I was robbed by horse bandits! What's the key? They not only robbed me of money and cars, but also robbed me of my commission. Not only that, they also asked me to be a master! What is this called? Li'er?"

I came here to buy an official position and be the county magistrate, not to be a master for others!Of course, if you can make money by being a master, you can do it for a few days, but in the end, you seem to end up in a different place. How can you do that? "

"Moreover, my wife even had someone beat her to death! Sir, you have to help me!"

Master Tang, who was thinking about money, finally remembered about his wife and added casually.

"Then, a strange voice appeared in my dream recently, asking me if I needed help. I said yes, and then entered this realm. It was like a gourd of Lord Jinjiao Yinjiao. I said yes..."

Master Tang spoke late and knew he had made a mistake.

Gold horn and silver horn, aren’t they monsters?Even if the person in front of me is a monster, he should be called a human being. How can he use this as an analogy?
He raised his right hand and slapped himself in the face, neither lightly nor hard.

"Now that I can see Master Immortal this time, I think the scene I saw in my dream must be real! Please help Master Immortal save me! I will definitely erect a monument for Master Immortal in the future! I, Mabond, don't want to die. Ah! Help me!"

A message appeared on Bao Weiwei's desk, but Master Tang had no reaction to it and seemed unable to see it.

Whether you are willing to accept Mabond's wish, the wish maker is willing to offer: false gratitude.

This is in line with Master Tang's temperament. He always values ​​money more than life. Even at this juncture, he doesn't want to pluck an extra hair.

Of course, maybe he felt that Bao Weiwei looked down on those yellow and white things.

But for Bao Weiwei, all Mabond could give him was money, which was like a floating cloud and had no meaning to him.

With his current ten points of mental strength, even if he becomes a professional game player in the real world, he can achieve basic financial freedom.

In the future, if you have more attribute points, you can directly transform into a native of the motherland. No one will object if you shout "I don't eat beef".

"By the way, can I know what the next world and mission will be?"

"Journey to the West: Stop Sun Wukong from causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace within three days"

Bao Weiwei still doesn't have any confidence to survive in this world.

What is Sun Wukong?Didn’t you see that a group of geniuses who are only one in a million overcame countless difficulties and obstacles, and obtained a lot of enviable opportunities, and finally ascended to the upper world and became one of the hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals, only to be swept to death by it with a stick.

It seems that letting bullets fly around the world is the only option. Other worlds are too dangerous for Bao Weiwei, and the main missions are also terrifying. They are almost certain death options and are completely outside the scope of his consideration.

"Mabond, I agree to your request."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mabond looked happy.

At this moment, the wooden door opened with a bang, intense white light burst out, and Mabond was sucked out.

There is still nearly a month until the next crossing, which means Bao Wei has plenty of time to prepare.

He opened his eyes, straightened up from the bed, and found that it was already dawn.

Bao Weiwei turned on his phone and looked at it. It happened to be six in the morning.

He thought about it and clicked on his phone for a while. After half an hour of operation, Bao Weiwei had withdrawn less than half of the payment for the business.

A total of more than 2 yuan is used for this period of time.

He took a shower in the bathroom, changed into clothes that were suitable for exercise, and then took the elevator downstairs.Looking at the high-rise buildings, high-speed vehicles, and concrete roads, it feels like being in a steel jungle at this moment.

He crossed the zebra crossing and came to a breakfast shop with a retro red signboard "Dacui Baozi Shop".

This breakfast shop was a bit out of place with other buildings in the port city, just like the shops in Suzhou City at that time.

This breakfast shop... vaguely reminded Bao Weiwei of the miserable vendors in Suzhou City.

It's just that most of the vendors now have a facade, and they shouldn't be called vendors. Although they are a bit tired, as long as the business is decent, they can earn dozens of times as much as the vendors in the past.

There are a few battery carts parked in front of the breakfast shop. Most of them are middle-aged men and women. Like most young people, they take advantage of the time when the shop owner is packing food to check their mobile phones.

As soon as they got items such as steamed buns and soy milk, they hung them on the handlebars, put their mobile phones in their pockets, and drove away in a hurry. Some of them had young children in the back seat.

"Young man, what do you want?"

A shopkeeper in her 50s saw that Bao Weiwei was a little distracted and asked cautiously.

"A basket of steamed buns, a bowl of wheat porridge, and two tea eggs."

For people who are weak, a proper breakfast is very important:

A cage of more than a dozen small meat buns, plus a bowl of warm wheat porridge that can nourish the body, is enough to nourish the body.

Prices in Hong Kong City are neither high nor low. This breakfast costs 16 yuan.

It was a lukewarm April day, so Bao Weiwei did not eat directly, but took a walk to the park.

In the morning, the park is far away from the hustle and bustle, with shade trees and the rising sun dyeing the clouds red.

He sat on the bench, took a deep breath, and felt quite relaxed as he watched a group of old people getting up early in the morning gathering together under the shade of the trees to perform fitness exercises such as Wu Qin Xi and Baduan Jin.

In the world of Bao and his son, Bao Weiwei set off a long-lasting "Qigong wave" before he reached his later years.

Even though Bao Weiwei, who came from a later generation, knew that this stuff was a bit fake, he still couldn't stop the overwhelming publicity in newspapers and the enthusiastic praise from people around him. He was still affected by it.

The Qigong sect has mentioned how having a happy and relaxed mood can have a positive impact on the body.

Although the words in it are a bit exaggerated, this is the only point that Bao Weiwei agrees with on some level.

After eating a bag of steamed buns and a bowl of warm porridge, Bao Weiwei felt much better from the initial panic in his heart.

He casually put the garbage bag into the trash can, and then followed a group of old people, watching the newly born red sunrise, and played five animals.

This body almost died suddenly. It is not suitable to do too intense exercise. It is best to do some gentle fitness exercises to activate the body.

These elderly people were a little surprised when they saw that a young man had joined them, and his fighting movements were very skillful.

“Boy, young people don’t exercise much anymore!”

Bao Weiwei has lived with the titles of "Lao Bao" and "Mr. Bao" for 30 to [-] years. Now he is still a little uncomfortable being called a young man, so he just responded with a smile.

After playing several Wu Qin Xi, Bao Weiwei's energy was mobilized and his breathing became much smoother.

So he started jogging slowly around the park again. His body was very exhausted before, and he was out of breath just after doing a little aerobic exercise.

After running less than two kilometers, Bao Weiwei felt a little panicked again.

"It's better not to rush this matter. Just exercise slowly. Your body will recover quickly and you'll be fine in a few days."

For the body, it may be difficult to go from 90 points to 91 points, but it is very easy to improve from 40 points to 60 points.

After several days of exercise, Bao Weiwei's physical fitness on the panel successfully increased from 3 to 4. His body was obviously not as weak as before, and the vague feeling of dying had completely disappeared.

And his strength itself is 4, which is at the sub-health level of ordinary people. If he wants to improve quickly, he needs to carry out overloaded anaerobic exercise.

In fact, the strength attribute is not very important in the next world.

Although strength is directly linked to one's own movement speed, it actually has little impact on attack.

As long as an ordinary person holds a mace or a sharp blade in his hand, after a period of practice, he can surpass the world boxing champion in terms of destructive power alone.

Not to mention that people with guns in their hands are even more aggressive. There is a hole in the front of the bullet and a pit in the back. Pistols are in one realm, and rifles and heavy machine guns are in another realm.

Since there is a way to quickly obtain powerful lethality, it is better to turn yourself into a heavy tank and add as many attribute points as possible to your physique.

However, it is too early to talk about this now. The details still depend on the results of future training and how powerful the attribute points are, and whether the strengthening of the body is linear or exponential.

"Mom, is dad here?"

Bao Weiwei sat on the bench, looked at "Mom" in the phone list, hesitated for a moment and finally rang the phone.

Decades later, he talked to his parents again. What made him sad was that he had forgotten their faces and there were no pictures of them on his mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)