I'm almost 45 and the system is just coming

Chapter 15 Reborn
The smell was even more pungent than the toilet in the countryside.

"No, take a shower quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome if my wife smells it!"

Zhou Tian frowned slightly, rushed to the bathroom, turned on the water heater, started filling the water, and took off his clothes first.

"Hmm? I was still undecided just now. Where's my tummy?"

After taking off his clothes, he found that his belly was gone. You know, the reason why he looked fat was all because of the fat on his belly, but now it has disappeared without a trace. What is even more unacceptable is that there are six abdominal muscles on his belly.

“Have I succeeded in losing weight?”

Touching his slightly hard belly, Zhou Tian said to himself with a wry smile, but compared to the endless torrent in his mind, he felt that it was not a bad thing.

He put the clothes he took off into the washing tub, added detergent, and began to scrub them. He scrubbed each stain repeatedly several times until the stain was clean, and then he would scrub other places.

An unbearable smell lingered in the room all the time. After washing the clothes, he opened all the windows in the house, even the bathroom window.

Gusts of wind suddenly began to whistle in the house. Although the wind was not strong, it was at least level one or two, which dispersed all the smells in the house.

Zhou Tian didn't close the window, but just closed the bathroom window and started taking a shower. As streams of clear water flowed down the water heater, he came back to his senses and carefully sorted out the torrent in his mind.

He found that his mind had some extra memories of practicing Chinese martial arts at some point, and these memories occupied a relatively large proportion of his life, even down to the details of how to apply force for every movement.

“Is this Chinese martial arts?”

Ming Jin, An Jin, Hua Jin, Gang Jin and the final Bao Dan. Of course, due to his physical condition, his memory only contained the realm of Hua Jin.

There are endless boxing techniques from various schools, such as Bagua, Xingyi, Tai Chi, Baji, Drunken Fist, Monkey Fist, etc., as well as sword and knife techniques, which are dozens of times more than what he has read in the books before.

It contains not only methods of practicing martial arts, but also the understanding and memory of ancient classics, which is no less than the books read by the ancient great scholars.

There are many Taoist classics such as the Book of Changes and Zhuangzi.

“Is this still a height that a person can reach?”

The more he understood, the more incredible it felt to Zhou Tian. The classics contained in his mind were truly like vast clouds. Even the medical classics that he had acquired through martial arts training numbered no less than dozens, some of which he didn't even know whether had been passed down to the world today.

He had never heard of books like "Nine Questions of Bian Que", "Huangdi", "Suwen" and so on. The contents in these books made him feel horrified, because according to what they said, as long as traditional Chinese martial arts and medical skills were combined, then it would be possible to revive the dead and make bones flesh.

Of course, Zhou Tian had no idea whether this was really the case. After all, what he was integrating was traditional Chinese martial arts. However, when he thought about the inseparability of medicine and martial arts, he suddenly understood something.

He quickly began to compare his original physical condition with the knowledge in his mind. After he washed his body several times, he suddenly stopped.

"Diabetes? No way! How is it possible?" It was a long time before he suddenly came to his senses. His expression became very ugly. He continued to compare the symptoms, but found that the symptoms were exactly the same as his original symptoms.

But according to his symptoms, it was only in the early stages. Symptoms included dry mouth and constant desire to drink water. And it was not difficult for him to remember whether he wanted treatment.

It was just a matter of taking a few medicines. Several prescriptions immediately appeared in his mind, and his expression relaxed. After all, he knew that although diabetes was not a terminal illness, it was not a minor illness either. Not to mention the cost, the constant injection of insulin was a very troublesome thing.

Being able to receive treatment was indeed a blessing for him, and according to his own observations, his body seemed to have changed since he had cleansed his essence and marrow.

Diabetes is generally a complication of obese people, and he seems to have recovered. Although he thinks so in his heart, for the sake of his health, he decides to go to the doctor for a re-examination tomorrow to see if his body has recovered.

After taking a shower, Zhou Tian changed his clothes and started cleaning the floor. There was a gray stain on the floor where he had just been lying, which was particularly conspicuous.

Taking this opportunity, he cleaned the house inside and out. The bright floor was so bright that one could see one's reflection in it, and the whole room looked very tidy.

Not until everything was done did he have time to come to the mirror and observe his changes before and after. When he came to the mirror, even though Zhou Tian had walked in front of the mirror several times, he had never thought that his changes would be so great.

Not to mention the scars on her face from acne, even her skin color had changed from slightly sallow to as white as new, and the gray hair at her temples had turned black again. She even looked as if she had suddenly become nearly thirty years younger.

In addition to his tall and straight figure now, if he went out and said that he was already 42 years old, no one would believe him.

"Is this still me?"

Zhou Tian stared blankly at himself in the mirror. His first reaction was that this was not himself. After all, the change was really huge. If he hadn't been looking at this face for thirty or forty years, he would never have believed that he would one day return to his youth.

Moreover, even when he was in his twenties, he was not as good-looking as he is now. Although he has always been very confident about his appearance, after all, his old photos are still a crushing sight compared to the young handsome guys of today.

But as the years passed, he had long passed the superficial age. From the moment he got married, he had given up the so-called dressing up. Neither his clothes nor his hairstyle mattered any more.

I didn't expect that he would go back to the way he was before.

It took him a long time to wake up from his memories and he shuddered.

"No, I can't keep this appearance. If my wife finds out, it will be terrible. And even if I want to change, I need to do it step by step. Otherwise, it will be troublesome!"

He knew his wife's personality very well. Although she didn't wear makeup on weekdays, her skin was fair and tender, so even now she looked only in her thirties. But if she saw herself now, she would probably question him directly.

This would not do him any good. More importantly, his appearance has long been known to everyone. If he suddenly became much younger, it would cause some unnecessary trouble.

Thinking of this, a memory of "The Ever-changing" suddenly emerged in his mind.

(End of this chapter)