"Wang Ze: It’s no longer related to the novel, sigh, a bit emo, the art of language is too difficult."
"Lin Li: Then go make a mold."
After sending the all-purpose reply, Lin Li went to eat.
After the al, he continued drilling into the "Qiankun Ring". After consuming a few more Spirit Stones, the space inside had expanded to several tens of cubic centiters, enough to hold quite a few small items.
However, Lin Li also realized that as he continued expanding the space, it beca increasingly difficult, which was not good news.
By ten o’clock, Lin Li stopped what he was doing and prepared to sleep.
The health check-up facility opened at seven in the morning. Though being a bit late wasn’t an issue, in order to get accurate test results, he needed to fast after ten tonight, and even refrain from drinking water.
The check-up was necessary to obtain accurate results. It wasn’t that Lin Li was worried about his health; in fact, with Spiritual Qi nourishing him for nearly two months now, he likely had no health issues and was healthier than most.
The real purpose of obtaining these results was to understand how his current physical condition appeared from a modern dical perspective.
With a private check-up, he could request an encrypted report that even a personal consultant couldn’t view without his permission.
Was it pure health? Or was it an inexplicable anomaly?
If the check-up results showed anomalies, he would need to be cautious in the future, avoiding similar situations as much as possible. After all, his body would only beco more ’peculiar’, further diverging from ordinary people’s perspective under the instrunts.
If there were no anomalies and only health showed, there would be nothing to worry about, and he wouldn’t need an excuse to avoid blood tests if the school organized another check-up.
Ti to sleep.
He woke up shortly after four, and the alarm hadn’t even gone off yet.
After two months of getting up early, Lin Li’s body was already accustod, and recently, he woke up naturally more often.
He no longer needed Lao Da’s motivation to get up. With his willpower, he was very familiar with the early morning scenery of Xiling at four o’clock.
Isn’t this a type of Mamba ntality inheriting?
He opened his phone, and besides the group chat and so inappropriate stuff forwarded by Bai Bufan, there was a ssage from Wang Ze.
Sent two hours ago, after two o’clock.
"Wang Ze:
The closer my hand is to the ox, the further health is from .
Squirting out white blood, rolling in this dark night.
The moonlight is clear and bright, reflecting my dejected face.
Last night , my tonight.
Who can embrace and sleep with ?"
"Wang Ze: Lin Li, can you keep company? "Sad" "Sad""
Idiot.
Lin Li laughed at it.
Emo wise one ti Netease cloud = Great Saddening Poet Immortal, forcing an athletic student into this state, well done, Senior Sister Qian.
Since Wang Ze liked exchanging poetry as a friend, Lin Li replied with a poem.
"Lin Li:
Keep company with a stick,
Can’t do it,
Keep company with a tube,
I can consider."
Everyone knows, as long as you can break lines, you can write poetry.
Satisfied after admiring his own poem, Wang Ze didn’t reply, probably asleep, Lin Li tossed the phone on the bedside. Today, he didn’t plan to go downstairs to practice martial arts but practiced the Spiritual Qi Chapter at ho.
After all, practicing the physical Chapter made one thirsty and hungry, not suitable before a check-up.
Switching to the "Light of Xiling" title, Lin Li materialized Spirit Stones and began cultivating,
Raising an eyebrow, the effect of a 100% increase in martial talent was quite significant. Just beginning practice, Lin Li suddenly felt he wasn’t performing the cultivation technique correctly, as he had been rigidly following it without considering himself.
He could try making so adjustnts.
With a few tweaks, the flow speed of Spiritual Qi within his body suddenly increased a bit.
This was a permanent achievent obtained in just a few dozen minutes!
Is this what it feels like to be a gifted cultivator? So refreshing.
There were nearly forty days until the deadline for task one, and he felt more confident.
After practicing for an hour and a half, Lin Li rode his bike to school. This ti, Bai Bufan was already waiting at the school gate, not needing a dormitory arrest.
"Lin Li, I finally realized, between people, there is no mutual understanding; we are all islands, the chasm of understanding flows with the magma of language, humans spend their lives chasing reflections down the hall of mirrors, forgetting that they themselves are the deepest cognitive prison."
Seeing Lin Li approach, Bai Bufan said deeply.
Lin Li: "?"
No man.
"What’s up with you, Wang Ze beca a poet, and you beca a philosopher? Did you make a mold last night too? Wouldn’t that affect the check-up results? Can’t hold it in?" Lin Li asked in surprise.
"No way, damn it! I just realized sothing, people can’t even understand their past selves, how can they understand each other?
I get so mad just thinking about last night’s late-night self and the self who promised to do the check-up with you. It makes want to imdiately have a big fight!
What’s wrong with ? Getting up at six on a weekend for a check-up? Willingly? Waking up earlier than usual? Damn, I’m so tired, I want to sleep..." Bai Bufan lanted in pain.
Lin Li laughed, realizing it was just routine whining. He then encouraged, "Bufan, when you feel like giving up, try holding on a bit longer. The harder you persist now, the more satisfying it will be to give up later."
Bai Bufan, who thought it was chicken soup: "?"
Is it anti-chicken soup?
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