The next morning, Han Lie went for his usual run but did not see Xi Luting.
Her Majesty’s temper still hadn’t been fully tad; she likely wouldn’t show up today.
Han Lie didn’t pay much attention to her, silently pondering his own matters.
The values for Health and Physique had not increased by a single point for a whole half month, clearly indicating that the intensity of his workouts was no longer sufficient. Next, he either had to hit the gym or just pile on the experience points.
Here were Han Lie’s latest data—
[Basic Attributes: Strength 70, Agility 71, Constitution 71, Intelligence 70]
[Secondary Attributes: Appearance 79, Physique 74, Health 75, Special 75]
Basic Attributes were generally not as good as the Secondary Attributes, a bit unbalanced. The main reason was the lack of high-intensity systematic training; otherwise, attributes like Strength, Agility, and Constitution could easily be improved. At the current level, the human body’s limit was far from being reached, and any normal person could train to get there.
That’s why Han Lie spent his experience points on innate qualities like Appearance, Intelligence, Height, and body proportions—things that couldn’t be improved by training, only by spending experience points. From 70 points to 79 points, each point cost 200,000, certainly not cheap. Intelligence was lacking 9 points, Special and Health each needed another 4 points, and Physique was 5 points short, totaling 22 points, requiring 4.4 million experience. This was a fixed expenditure.
Han Lie also wanted to quickly level up his stock trading skill to Level 5, and he was 14.5 million experience points short of that goal. If he could train his Strength, Agility, and Constitution by himself and save 5 million experience points, the pressure would be much less. Plus, the cost for attributes above 80 would definitely be higher, and he might still have to train Strength, Agility, and Constitution on his own.
No ti like the present, I’ll start today!
After returning to the dorm and researching, at 9 o’clock, Han Lie set out with great enthusiasm.
First, he cashed his check at the bank, then took a taxi straight to 667 Changhua Road in Jing’an District. There were two very professional gyms there.
One was called Wellness, the only gym in the country capable of offering CrossFit training and certification, and it had been open for less than two months. The other was called Apollo Academy. It might be the best professional boxing gym in Magic Capital, owned by a seven-ti British female boxing champion. Her gym boasted very comprehensive physical training equipnt, a formidable team, and just happened to et Han Lie’s desire to learn a combat technique.
The façade of MW wasn’t large, but the receptionist was very pretty, manned by a blonde who spoke Chinese.
"Hello!"
"Good, good, have you eaten yet?"
"?"
The girl was a bit confused, wondering if Han Lie had co to the wrong place. "We’re a gym, not a restaurant!"
Her Chinese couldn’t have been higher than Level 3.
Han Lie confidently switched to his Level 3 English. He’d practice on the young lady to gain experience. After a lot of chattering, the main points were that a monthly pass cost 1,500, students got a 10% discount, all training was conducted in English, and one-on-one personal training was 400 per session.
After chatting with one of the professional physical trainers, Han Lie’s head began to ache. His Level 3 English just couldn’t keep up with the heavy load of specialized terms. However, one thing was certain: the coach was very skillful and fully capable of creating a professional training plan tailored to his personal situation.
Han Lie said he needed to think about it and then went up to the second floor.
Good lord, Apollo’s reception was also run by a foreign girl, whose Chinese must have been over Level 4, pretty slick.
The coaches at Apollo, also well-versed in physical training, employed a more traditional approach. Han Lie also saw that seven-ti won’s boxing champion. At first glance, he didn’t realize it was a woman; her biceps were bigger than Yu Yun’s chest.
In terms of tuition, Apollo was just a tad cheaper than MW; they had taken about 10% off monthly and annual mberships, as well as personal training.
Considering the cost-effectiveness... Forget it. As a man kept by his father-in-law, why bother with cost-effectiveness?
Han Lie thought for three seconds, then resolutely went downstairs.
The receptionist at MW was prettier than the one at Apollo. Brother Lie felt she needed his guidance more. Naturally, he ant guiding her Chinese proficiency, for instance, with obscure characters that she surely hadn’t fully learned.
He picked the most expensive and professional personal trainer, Lious, bought a hundred sessions, and then started testing his physical data and devising a professional training plan. Han Lie’s requirent was to develop Strength, Agility, and Physique comprehensively, so it was pretty troubleso.
But a problem that money can solve isn’t really a problem.
Skipping the details, starting from tomorrow, every afternoon from 6 to 8, he would comnce a hellish training regin that would last for three months. It would start with basic movent training, then full classes, followed by specialized extra training. He had to practice weightlifting, gymnastics, and rock climbing. The gym didn’t have a swimming pool, and the coach even required Han Lie to find a place to train swimming by himself, three tis a week, and he could accompany him. But Han Lie had to cover the travel expenses.
Alright, train it is!
In fact, CF was just a big hodgepodge, but, unexpectedly, it really suited Han Lie’s taste. Because it was extre enough. Not extre as in extre sports, but extre in the sense of pushing oneself to the absolute limit. Ever since he got the system that allowed him to allocate points, theoretically, Han Lie no longer had any physiological limits. So he was very eager to see how far he could push his Strength, Agility, and Constitution through his own efforts alone.
Attributes above 80 cost 10 million experience points each, so 30 points would be 300 million. What about above 90? Wouldn’t that cost tens, or even hundreds, of billions? Building a golden physique is a long and arduous journey; I should save wherever I can...
After finalizing his training plan, Han Lie went to Nanjing Road again and bought two winter outfits. There were no conflicts or incidents; he just quietly spent 100,000 yuan.
In Magic Capital, casually spending 100,000 yuan wasn’t even worth a story. This year, the total retail sales of consur goods in Magic Capital were over 850 billion yuan, averaging 23 billion a day, not including comrcial housing sales. You don’t realize how little money you have until you co to Magic Capital. Han Lie had already deeply experienced this while shopping.
Work hard, work hard! I’ll sculpt my body into that of a male god, turn my wallet into a Sugar Daddy’s bankroll, and then truly start to enjoy life!
With full fighting spirit, Han Lie returned to school and worked on his novel with the energy of a man on a mission all afternoon. After posting 190,000 words and accumulating 300,000 words in his manuscript, *The Goddess CEO* was nearing its end.
Of course, the quality of the manuscript wasn’t great. Ever since realizing that Xi Luting’s writing was more delicate than his own, Han Lie had started slacking. He’d focus on crafting a good plot, rhythm, and satisfying monts, ensuring the rest was rely passable, then hand it all over to Xi Luting for polishing. Especially the part where the female lead rose to power and began her vengeful romance—it was cruder than even a rough outline.
Now that Han Lie wasn’t short on money, he really had no patience to ticulously craft those lodramatic plots. It was truly cringeworthy to the extre; even he felt disgusted writing it. If it weren’t for his Level 3 Psychology foundation, even with his knowledge from a past life, he still couldn’t have written it. For example, the female lead deliberately gets raped by the male lead and then becos pregnant with his child. Unexpectedly, the second male lead is the one who ticulously takes care of her. Later, she agrees to marry the second male lead, has a son who takes his surna, and then finds a roundabout way to let the original male lead know. Consequently, the male lead goes insane searching for her, engages in all sorts of self-tornt, and even tortures the female lead’s sister, all while the female lead and the second male lead are busy flaunting their affection... What’s the point of all this?! Huh?! I just want to ask, what in the goddamn hell is the point?!
But Xi Luting was certain this plot was especially thrilling, idolizing Han Lie for it. Han Lie didn’t feel pleased or honored; he just wanted to reach the grand finale quickly. Make as much money as it can, fine, but if I ever write another female-oriented novel, I’m a dog!
Before going to sleep, an exhausted Han Lie upgraded his Level 3 stock trading skill to Level 4 and went to bed in a daze.
Monday morning, Han Lie transferred 300,000 yuan into his stock account.
Pursue Pan Ge? Do I even need to spend money on her? It’s more likely she’ll be spending money on .
He switched his phone to silent mode and started to prepare for the market opening with peace of mind. Browsing through information, picking stocks, getting a feel for today’s market sentint from the pre-market auction... After upgrading the skill to Level 4, the effect was imdiate.
Han Lie’s techniques had always been far ahead of his ti; he was only lacking in smooth application. Now, with a higher skill level and a deeper understanding of the current market, he finally felt an effortless control over everything, as if it was all in the palm of his hand.
First, his stock picking was firmly focused on small and dium-cap stocks. There were fewer than 500 in total. Next, he focused on star stocks that had recently hit their limit up. After that, he filtered based on thes. Finally, right after the market opened, he went in with 80% of his portfolio into two stocks, Potential and Jinbin. The forr had tripled in October, while the latter was a little bull in the Free Trade Area in November; both had already adjusted quite a bit.
He split his bets because he wasn’t sure which one had more potential, so he bought both to see. Not going all-in was adhering to trading discipline, leaving himself so leeway.
Then he cleared the bank stocks and Fuxing Pharmaceutical from Old Pan’s account and still bought Potential and Jinbin. Of course, the position was reduced by another 20%; he only invested 2 million. Confidence is one thing, but caution is another. Before the real bull market arrives, defense is still essential.
The whole morning, there were no issues at all. Jinbin hit the daily limit, while Potential fluctuated.
In the afternoon, Han Lie got tired of watching and went to sign an actual trading rights contract with Tencent and also collected last week’s champion prize.
Just a re 5,000 yuan, stingy as hell.
The small live trading competition starts next week; Han Lie had nothing to do for now. Thinking it over, since he anticipated being quite busy soon, he decided to invite everyone out for a al.
He opened the class group chat and started to private ssage each person. Well, actually, he just copied and pasted the sa ssage to everyone; the sincerity was so-so.
"My competition prize money has co in. Thank you for your help before. I’m treating everyone tonight. Chifeng Road’s grilled shrimp and spicy crawfish, 5 o’clock sharp for dinner."
Fang Feifei, Yu Yun, Xi Luting—just these three from the class were all sugar-sister benefactors who had treated Han Lie more than once. Then he contacted Ding Ding and the Northeasterner.
Seven people: three guys and three girls. Perfect. Of course, the three girls are all mine; those two are just wingn. Brother Lie was confident they knew their place, so no third wheels allowed. As for Pan Ge... I’ll invite her separately tomorrow. Han Lie felt it was better not to thrust her into the complicated dynamic between Xi Luting, Fang Feifei, and Yu Yun.
Soon after, Fang Feifei and Yu Yun sent over cheerful emojis.
Fang Feifei sent, "Wow! I finally get to enjoy your return treat; it wasn’t easy!"
Yu Yun added, "Brother, you’re so aweso! 5,000 yuan, right? I’d like a gift too~~~ Just a small one will do!"
Xi Luting took a long ti before sending just two words.
"Not going!"
Cold as ice, heartbreaking.
Brother Lie imdiately retorted, "Xi ngjun, am I giving you too much face again?"
Xi Luting sent back an emoticon: ╭∩╮(︶︿︶)╭∩╮
Then she typed, "I’m not going! Scram!"
Heh, little one, you think I can’t handle you?
Laughing wickedly, Han Lie opened the class entertainnt group, then @everyone: "Does anyone like reading web novels? I’ve got a recomndation for you guys."
The group chat imdiately beca lively. Brother Lie usually kept a cool profile and rarely chatted idly in the group. Now, wielding the champion’s might, he was at the peak of popularity.
Zhang Tieshu: "A novel recomnded by Brother Lie must be ticulously read!"
Zheng Lei: "Is it spicy? If not, I’m not reading it. (smirking emoji)"
Lu Yao: "Huh? Weren’t you going to treat Feifei and the others to dinner? Why the sudden novel recomndation?"
Duan Xiaoyi: "Is Brother Lie only inviting the girls? Is the class president going?"
Xi Luting: "Of course, I’m going! It’s a joyous occasion that Brother Lie won prize money; being invited is my honor."
The group chat suddenly went silent for a mont.
Class president, has your account been hacked?!
PFFT! Han Lie could imagine everyone’s dumbfounded expressions through the screen; he almost burst out laughing at the sudden turn of events.
And Xi Luting was not just buttering him up big ti in the group chat but was also shaless in their private chat.
She retracted her previous ssage.
Xi Luting: "Even if my legs were broken, I’d roll myself there!"
Xi Luting: "Bro! I’ll go order you a cake right now! What flavor do you like? Fruit? Chocolate?"
Xi Luting: "Oh, right, I also have a pair of black silk stockings. Want to wear them to liven things up for you, Bro?"
Han Lie leisurely replied, "Approved!"
Then he leisurely typed in the class group chat: "Starting Point Chinese Website, *The King’s Avatar*. It’s exceptionally good."
"Damn!"
A forest of middle fingers rose up in the group chat, and Xi Luting secretly let out a sigh of relief. After patting her A chest forcefully, she suddenly sneered with gritted teeth.
The trouble was dealt with. Black silk stockings? In her dreams!
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