Ling left the underground nightclub alone after agreeing on a time to go out and kick up a fuss with Hayayi Orie. His lackeys lined the streets to send him off, bowing 90 degrees in unison.
"Big Sister, take care!"
Ling could not help but feel a little smug. He nodded in satisfaction and walked out of the underground nightclub.
He ran out of the main entrance and out of the alley. He could not take it anymore. When he reached the street, he raised his hand to look at the time. It was already 11:30!
"Aiya! He had to change his clothes and return to the shop. It was too late.”
The mafia boss, who had been calm and collected just a moment ago, screamed in panic in the blink of an eye and rushed to the place where she had stored her clothes.
After quickly changing into her clothes, she sprinted toward SHINOS at full speed.
When he arrived at the door of the shop, he saw Gao Wei looking around in front of the shop. He hurriedly ran, and his pair of small leather shoes slid on the ground for three meters. He directly rushed into the arms of Wei who saw Ling, and his face was buried in the comfortable pair. On the peak, he raised his hand to look at his watch. It was exactly 12. He landed safely.
Sister Wei, I'm back."
" Yes, welcome back, Xiao Ling."
"Isn't it time to work?"
"That's right, the scheduled time is almost up. Xiao Ling, hurry up and go to your post.”
Ling's so-called position was to stand on a small stool and wash the plates by the sink with a rag. Because of the booming business of SHINOS, the stock of plates would soon run out, so they had to be recycled and washed at the same time. If the washing speed and quality of the plates were not up to standard, it would definitely affect the business of the shop.
Ling was holding a used plate in one hand and stretching it out in the other. As he entered the pool, his expression was as serious as if he was rushing to the battlefield!
Strengthening, dishwashing liquid, stain removal!
One, two, three, forty, fifty-five, 240, 250
The part-time university student who had treated Ling like a child and did not take her seriously soon realized that the little girl who was no more than twelve or thirteen years old had five times more plates than him. He had thought that it was just a child playing around and had to be washed again, but the manager of the Simiya Store, who had always been meticulous in every step, confirmed that it was up to standard!
The way to wash the plates was to put the plates into the water and shake them twice. Then, they would be completely clean after taking them out.
Therefore, magic was clearly so practical. Every day, for the sake of concealment, they would hold onto something that was not obvious. As long as they did a good job of concealing it, it was clearly so convenient.
Thus, Ling leaned against the sink and hummed a little song.）He chewed on the candy and shook the plate in the water when it was delivered. He was more relaxed than anyone else.
She answered the others 'questions like this,""Because I found out that my job is to wash dishes. I went to the shop outside this morning to buy a few kinds of ingredients to make a stain removal cleaner. The formula is confidential. Don't look at me like that. As the heir of the family, I'm a genius. Even if a genius is just washing dishes, it's not something that mortals like you can compare to!”
The temperament of a chuunibyou is full
There was no other way. If he wasn't a genius, how could he explain it? If he didn't explain the root cause, he would have to use all sorts of cutting skills like a certain fist. Ling couldn't do it.
Perhaps from an outsider's point of view, there was no need for Ling to come back here. At most, he could just return the money with money. However, Ling believed that doing so would be akin to letting things slide. Money could be repaid with money, but the kindness of helping one in times of trouble could not be repaid. It was the duty of the person who received help to accept the help of someone who was sincere to you.
Therefore, Ling would stay here and finish his odd jobs, and do everything he could!
Of course, it would be even better if she didn't cheat.
It was busy until three o'clock when it was finally time for Shinoss to take a break. Ling was let out again after a working meal.
Go find a place to play. Remember to come back at 8 p. m.
Then what should he do next? Find another gang to kick up a fuss? F * ck, why do I need a younger brother when the boss has already done everything!
Thus, Ling decided to train in the forest outside Misaki City.
Learning was like rowing a boat against the current. If you didn't advance, you would fall back. This was the truth at all times. You couldn't relax at all.
"Boom!"
The impact of the magic power that he had not felt for a long time echoed in his body once again. His body, which was 100% adapted to the magic power wash, would not be damaged no matter how many times the magic power was hit. Therefore, Ling had already entered the stage where he was going all out to temper his body.
At this stage, progress became a painstaking effort. It was impossible to think about the rapid progress that he had made when he first started practicing. The next step was a test of patience and perseverance.
Not necessarily. Ling thought to himself as he ignited his magic power to wash his flesh and blood.
If the internal impact was not enough to cause a destructive blow to the body, then he could use external force! The training of the body was a process of overcoming setbacks. After suffering an injury, the intensity of fatigue and the blow gradually adapted to it, making it impossible for it to take effect again.
If one was unable to withstand the fatigue, their muscles would grow. If one was injured by a powerful attack, their defense would increase. Heracles 'bound relic, the Twelve Trials, carried this point to the limit." Any attack will no longer be effective after it has been withstood once."
If he could, Ling would have projected the godly item. Unfortunately, it was a mythical relic. Modern magic projections could not analyze it at all, just like how Eamiya Shiro could not project the Guaili Sword.
In order to further train the release of magic power, if Ling was unwilling to slowly improve along with the growth of his magic power, he could only deliberately break his body's tissues and remodel them with magic power to further improve.
F * ck, he really thought of himself as a weapon.
Ling stood in front of a huge rock and complained in his heart. After gathering his thoughts, he pressed his hand on the boulder.
Strengthened.
Looking at the rock that had been strengthened by him like a diamond, Ling could not help but suck in a deep breath to calm himself down. After all, he was the one who broke his own bones and tendons. No one would be able to face a punch like that for the first time.
Ling was currently in a state of mana cleansing. Even though he did not release his mana, his skin and muscles were still as hard as diamond after being infused with mana. The amount of power required to crack such a body was no joke, and the pain it brought was also multiplied.
Projection-Tiger Climbing the Mountain!
Just by projecting a move, it might not be as powerful as the Heroic Spirit Treasured Artifact when it was in the Unparalleled Strike state, but it was still powerful and indomitable! Perhaps a human was not as powerful as a heroic spirit, but it was still a strike of the highest level!
"Boom!"
"Kacha!"
A crisp cracking sound was heard. It was not the boulder that would crack but Ling's body. Without any strengthening or sturdiness, Ling's body was unable to withstand the force of the rebound. Without any protection, his body that was infused with magic power was like fragile porcelain. His hands were the first to bear the brunt of the impact, and his skin cracked and bled. His muscles were broken, and his bones cracked. Ling was once again severely injured.
Alright, he had achieved his goal.
Ling panted as he guided the damaged body information to spread throughout his entire body, allowing the wounds on his arms to strengthen his entire body. With the release of high-level magic power, the wounds healed quickly, and the cracks quickly healed.
Again!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
........
Ling had lost count of how many times her hands had been broken and broken in the afternoon. The years of suffering had driven her to regain her strong willpower, and she continued to hit the boulder again and again. She had forcefully smashed a hole the size of a basin into the boulder that was as hard as diamond!
Ling raised his head to look at the red sun at dusk. He waited quietly for his arms to recover before he changed his clothes and prepared to go back.
Cultivation couldn't be rushed, and it became more and more so as time went on.
Seeing that the wound on his arm had completely closed up and his muscles and bones had returned to normal, Ling heaved a sigh of relief and was about to unbutton his shirt.
"Hello? You seem to be doing something interesting.”
“！”
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