Silicon Invasion

His mother's concern made Luo Rui somewhat silent, but the attribute table was something that couldn't be explained.

However, it would be good to get a check-up. Luo Rui also wanted to see if there were any problems with his strengthened body.

If there were problems, he could get early prevention and treatment. If there weren't, it would reassure himself and his parents.

"Okay, Mom."

After agreeing, Luo Rui went back to the kitchen. Adding a little to his attributes was always a good thing. Becoming stronger was nothing to be ashamed of.

After eating something, his weakened body immediately recovered a lot. He returned to his room and pulled out the big black treasure from under the bed.

Increasing his Agility from 1 to 1.2 didn't actually take that long. Luo Rui still remembered what it felt like at the beginning.

If the increase of 0.1 in Agility wasn't very noticeable, then now, Luo Rui could feel a very obvious enhancement.

Agility was a very broad attribute. Its increase represented an overall improvement. It wasn't just the body's flexibility and suppleness, but also the reaction speed, dynamic vision, and even the speed and ability of the brain to process information, all of which were enhanced.

This was by no means as simple as 1+1 = 2. This was a qualitative improvement.

When Luo Rui was typing the third set of instructions, he had basically completed the adaptation to the new Agility attribute. His hand speed directly increased by 0.7 seconds, reaching 44 seconds.

By the tenth time, the record had been refreshed to 43.6 seconds. At this point, the rate of progress finally slowed down again. And this result had already surpassed many C-level, and even B-level, pilots.

Although there was no official standard for the rating of mech pilots, because the performance of a pilot's abilities also depended on whether there was a matching mech.

The so-called pilot level was mostly a wild list compiled by folk organizations based on the pilot's personal record and other data. Although there were many factors for reference, hand speed was only one of them.

However, hand speed performance had a rigid assessment standard. Luo Rui's current performance was enough for him to rank in the mid-level among mech pilots.

Of course, this was only in this one aspect.

Early the next morning, Luo Rui was dragged out of bed by his mother because he needed to have blood drawn for testing. He didn't eat breakfast.

This made Luo Rui feel a little heartache. Not only was his summer vacation time delayed, but he also lost an opportunity to obtain energy points.

Although a breakfast didn't amount to many energy points, for the current Luo Rui, even an ant's leg was still meat.

The hospital was still as busy as ever. Even at seven o'clock in the morning, people were coming and going.

Registering, queuing, taking X-rays, drawing blood, testing urine... After a series of procedures, all that was left was to wait for the results.

Today's live broadcast was canceled. Luo Rui had already asked Liu Yu for leave yesterday, telling her that he had some things to deal with. Liu Yu expressed understanding.

But now, as it approached noon, Luo Rui couldn't sit still anymore.

It was one thing to miss breakfast, but missing lunch would be a big loss for him.

"Mom, how about I treat you to a buffet for lunch?"

The mother and son had been busy all morning, and plus the fact that they hadn't eaten breakfast, it was only reasonable to have a buffet for lunch.

Mother Luo's face showed beads of sweat, hidden in the crevices of her fine lines. The sunlight from outside shone in, reflecting a shimmering light. Originally, seeing her son so cooperative, the anger she had brewed yesterday had dissipated for the most part, but suddenly hearing about a buffet, she only felt a nameless fire rising.

As soon as Luo Rui saw his mother's brow furrowing, her cheeks straining, and looking like she was about to explode, he quickly interrupted her spellcasting: "Mom, I'm really fine. The report will be out this afternoon. There's no need to lie to you."

"Then why are you eating so much now?"

"I've been exercising recently, and I need to eat more, otherwise I won't get enough nutrition."

"Exercising can make you eat this much? Do you think your mother doesn't use her phone?"

Alas, it wasn't easy to fool a modern-day auntie, but Luo Rui still insisted on his explanation. There was no other reason, he was just stubborn.

Mother Luo looked at her son with suspicious eyes. He was indeed a little stronger than before, and the outlines of his muscles were also much clearer, but why did she always feel like he had lost weight?

He ate so much but lost weight instead. Could it really be that exercise consumed a lot?

Or had he developed some kind of problem?

Thinking of some diseases with similar symptoms, Mother Luo's face changed a bit.

Luo Rui didn't know that his mother's thoughts had already spread to an alien galaxy. He was still proudly displaying his biceps, but unfortunately there were too many people here, otherwise he could have shown off his chiseled abs.

Unfortunately, Luo Rui still didn't get to go. Worried and eager to know the results, Mother Luo rejected her son's proposal. She didn't want to go too far.

In the end, the two chose the nearest restaurant, making do with the hospital cafeteria.

The furious Luo Rui insisted on eating more than a dozen large steamed buns, which stunned Mother Luo, who was seeing this for the first time.

However, the cafeteria staff weren't too surprised. What kind of freaks didn't they have in the hospital? Anyway, the emergency room was upstairs. If he ate something bad, they wouldn't even need to call an ambulance, just carry him up.

"Hmm, your child is in good health, very strong. Other than the slightly high metal content in his blood, there are no other problems. What have you been eating recently?"

Feeling that he hadn't fully enjoyed himself, Luo Rui felt that he was dragged away from the restaurant by Mother Luo. Fortunately, the results report could already be printed. The two found a machine to retrieve the report and went directly to the doctor's office.

The doctor was a middle-aged uncle with an elegant demeanor. When the mother and son entered the room, he was eating a boxed lunch. The uncle understood the parents' anxious feelings and didn't say that it was break time and he wasn't seeing patients. He picked up the report and looked at it carefully.

"Meat, eggs, milk, vegetables, seafood..."

Regarding the doctor's question, Luo Rui scratched his head. He had been eating a lot of different things recently.

"Seafood? In the future, don't eat the heads of shrimp. Okay, that's all. There's nothing else."

"Doctor, is my son really okay?"

"It's okay, the data doesn't lie."

The uncle patiently explained it again. Mother Luo finally relaxed, and after thanking him repeatedly, she left with Luo Rui.

"I told you there was nothing wrong, do you believe me now?"

Luo Rui was a little smug. As for the slightly high metal content, it was probably from eating Arctic shrimp. He ate that stuff to save time and didn't even peel it, eating the shell and legs with the ice, crunchy and delicious.

"But I still feel like something's not right."

"There's nothing wrong. You have to trust the authorities. I didn't eat enough at noon, how about we go get something else to eat?"

Luo Rui wanted to change the subject, but who would have thought that hearing this, Mother Luo's heart, which had just been put down, was raised again.

"I'm not eating anymore, we'll talk about it tonight." Mother Luo shook her head.

"Then I'll go first." It was even better that his mother wasn't going. Luo Rui planned to find a place to replenish some energy. The power of the Agility attribute was gradually showing itself, making him full of energy.

"Where are you going? Let me tell you, if you cause any more embarrassing things and the teacher tells me about it, don't blame your dad for breaking your dog legs!"

Luo Rui waved his hand. He always let those words go in one ear and out the other. If Father Luo could really do it, he would have been racing around in a wheelchair by now.