’The demand for resources will only snowball, getting bigger and bigger.’
He glanced at the date on his personal terminal and couldn’t help but feel a little dazed.
This period of secluded training, combined with challenging the tower and competing in the Canaan Newcor Cup, ant that nearly another five months had gone by.
All told, a full fifteen Imperial Moons had passed since he enrolled at Cannan Star Martial Arts University.
More than a year had quietly slipped by, lost to grueling training and harsh reality.
Just as he was lost in these sentintal thoughts, a crisp notification chid from his personal terminal.
He opened it, and a genuine, radiant smile imdiately spread across his face.
[System Notification: Your daily task list has been refreshed.]
"Haha."
Qin Feng’s mood brightened instantly.
’The daily tasks have refreshed! More Contribution Points to earn!’
Without a mont’s hesitation, Qin Feng had Hamr filter and map out all the available daily tasks.
Then, brimming with enthusiasm once more, he left his dorm and threw himself into the grand, bustling enterprise of "the daily grind."
...
For the next two months, Qin Feng’s life once again fell into a fast-paced, regular, and fulfilling rhythm.
At tis, he would appear in a public training ground scarred by battle, becoming a diligent "janitor" who ticulously cleaned up the volatile Energy Aftermath.
At other tis, he would be in a classroom at an affiliated middle school, becoming a patient yet strict "substitute teacher," instructing underclassn full of curiosity and admiration in the standard Body Refining Technique.
And at other tis, he beca a brave "explorer," diving into the deep sea or climbing snow-capped mountains just to gather the various strange Spiritual Plants on his mission list.
He even took on a "temporary bodyguard" mission, protecting a rather eccentric Fourth-Level Alchemist on a trip to a dangerous teorite Belt to collect a special ore called Star Marrow.
Although the process was full of twists and unexpected turns, he ultimately relied on his strength, which far surpassed that of his peers, to complete every mission safely.
「Two months later.」
Qin Feng returned to his dorm on Star-gazing Cliff.
The Contribution Point balance in his personal account, which had been drained completely from buying potions, was once again substantial.
[Contribution Points Balance: 31]
Looking at this hard-earned "fortune," Qin Feng was filled with a sense of accomplishnt.
This ti, however, he didn’t imdiately pour all his Contribution Points back into his training as he had before.
’I have missions to run, so I need to save these Contribution Points to buy a combat art.’
As Qin Feng ntally calculated his Contribution Points, his thoughts suddenly turned to his father, far away on Qiming Star.
His father had lost his right arm in a War many years ago.
There was a ti when he had been powerless to do anything about it.
But now, he was a student at Cannan Star Martial Arts University. He finally had the power to change everything!
’A Regeneration Potion... for 200 Contribution Points...’
’I’ve finally managed to get a firm foothold at Cannan Star Martial Arts University.’
’I’m still poor, but I can see a reliable way to earn Contribution Points.’
’Hopefully, before the next Canaan Newcor Cup starts, I can use the Contribution Points I’ve earned with my own two hands to buy that Regeneration Potion for my father!’
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