It was just as the system had said.
It was because he was not used to using it for the first time.
The feeling of strength in his legs made his muscles unable to adapt to the snow for a while.
After all, it was used by a living person.
It wasn't like in the game where everything was digitized.
After logging out of the system, he instantly felt as if he had recovered his strength.
He opened his eyes and saw Fran walking over with his big face.
He subconsciously threw a punch.
Fran did not panic.
Having experienced countless battles, he had seen all kinds of situations.
He had seen many sneak attacks.
He grabbed the fist that was coming at him from under the snow.
Even though he was on the ground, Fran still managed to throw Under the Snow over his shoulder.
With a thud.
Screams followed.
"Damn it, Fran. I won't let you off next time. I'll let you off this time."
After being defeated by Fran again, Under the Snow would always say some useless words.
It didn't sound painful.
"Hehe, little brat. Now you know how powerful I am."
"It's still too early to defeat your big brother Fran.”
"Go back and train for a few more years. When I'm old, you might be able to beat me.”
"Hahahaha!"
Fran walked into the house with a 3D device on his waist.
He got up from the ground under the snow.
His originally passionate heart was filled with unwillingness after losing again.
"Fine, this sprint is a waste.”
"It's better to save your strength and increase your usual training.”
"I have to use all my strength in the following training.”
According to the system's introduction, every point of Stamina was extremely precious. He wondered what would happen next.
The sound of footsteps could be heard again.
While he was still thinking about the matter under the snow, he saw Fran return.
He warily made a combat pose.
"Fran, what do you want? I've already lost to you. Could it be that you're unhappy and want to come back and beat me up?”
Fran chuckled when he saw the posture of a great enemy under the snow.
She waved at him.
"Don't be nervous. It's about something I want to tell you.”
Under the Snow frowned. It was about him.
He had not gone out for nearly a month.
Logically speaking, nothing would have anything to do with him.
He looked at Fran curiously.
"My business, Fran. Are you sure?"
Fran put his hands on his small waist.
"Of course not. I'm quite good at gathering information.”
"Actually, it's not a big deal. It was when we saved you.”
"We didn't help you deal with those big men.”
"I've been looking for you for the past month.”
As he spoke, he jumped forward and used his armpit to hold the head under the snow.
He smiled mischievously and said,
"How about it? Do you want it? The next time Liweir and I go out, we'll help you get rid of a few guys.”
Fran looked up and recalled what he had seen and heard.
"As far as I know, these people are hired thugs by an underground merchant.”
"Speaking of which, yes! The bodyguards of the underground merchants had a good background.”
"It's even more troublesome than the average hooligan.”
Little did he know that the snow under his armpit was about to be squeezed to death by him.
Fran's face had already turned purple as he exerted more and more strength.
His slightly thin hands kept twisting Fran's thick arms.
His eyes were starting to turn slightly white.
"How is it, little brat? Do you want me to help you deal with them?”
As he spoke, he looked down at the snow.
It would have been fine if he didn't look, but he was shocked when he saw it.
She quickly let go of the snow.
"Ahahaha, little brat. Are you okay? You thought of something just now and accidentally used too much force.”
"Cough cough cough!"
"I, I'm fine. I'm about to be crushed by you.”
Under the Snow complained intermittently as she touched her neck.
After catching his breath, he looked at Fran with a serious expression.
"No, I have to take revenge on my own.”
"I will kill these people.”
Under the snow, the killing intent in his eyes grew stronger.
He had bullied him so badly before, and now he had the chance to take revenge personally.
How could he let Fran and the others do such a good thing?
At that time, he would definitely let them taste what it was like to be afraid.
As for the underground merchants.
In his eyes, it was nothing.
In the face of absolute power, the merchants below were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Fran saw the murderous intent in his eyes under the snow and did not say anything.
It was not like he had never killed someone before.
However, he would not kill them if he could.
But that was only his principle.
It was the same for Liweir.
In his words.
"Although there are many hateful people, he never takes the initiative to attack them.”
"Because the greatest punishment for those people is to live in such misery.”
However, everyone had their own choices.
It was the same under the snow, and Fran would not interfere too much.
"In that case, you have to train hard.”
"Although those people are a group of hooligans, they are not to be trifled with.”
"You can never be too careful. Let's go back!"
Fran stretched and walked into the house.
Under the Snow pursed her lips, picked up the glutinous rice on the ground, and followed behind.
...
The next day, he woke up early for a new day of training. Under the snow, he had already run ten kilometers.
At this moment, he had already collapsed to the ground.
He was breathing heavily.
It was greedily swallowing and spitting, as if it would die at any moment.
Under the Snow sighed in her heart.
"As expected, the difference between the training before and after is so great even though I lost a little bit of my physique.”
"He's really suffering. He won't do this even if he's beaten to death next time.”
Then, he wanted to get up, but he realized that he no longer had the strength.
She could only obediently get up from the ground.
On the pavilion, Liweir and Fran watched for a while.
"Liweir, speak. This kid started running ten kilometers half a month ago.”
"And that strange squatting up and down, as well as the strange training method of supporting the body.”
"Is this really useful?"
Liweir's dead fish eyes never changed.
He said indifferently,
"Who knows! You can try the little brat's training method and see if it's useful.”
With that, he turned around and walked into the house.
Fran stayed where he was, thinking about Liweir's words.
"Try it? It's also a good choice."
...
[PS: When I was killing the monkey, it was the moment when I admired the captain the most.]
Brother Monkey almost peed his pants.
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