Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 12 Pick up money! I can help you chop wood!

[Magic] accounts for nearly one-third of the total score in the Immortal Examination.

If one wants to take part in the Immortal Examination, then magic is a link that all candidates must learn.

Although the first-grade inferior standing meditation is a bit weak, it is still the only body-building technique that Lin Mo can show off.

As for other spells, they are even more unbearable.

Lin Mo walked the pole steps earnestly in the open space of the park twenty times.

By the time he finished his work, his clean short-sleeved T-shirt was completely soaked with sweat.

"Hoo~!"

He let out a long sigh and wiped his face, which was covered in sweat.

At the same time, a system prompt sounded:
[Walk the plank twenty times, proficiency +0.2]

Haha, it’s still so little... Lin Mo was not surprised by this.

The factors that affect the progress of standing meditation, besides the practice time, include [understanding] and [foundation].

Lin Mo wiped his sweat while opening his spell panel to check:

[Spell]:
1. Basic Swordsmanship (low quality): 112/1000
2. Fire Control Technique (low quality): 110/1000
3. Rain-making Technique (low quality): 109/1000
4. Kuixing Pillar (low quality): 320/1000
……

All of them are low-grade level 1.

Among them, [Basic Swordsmanship] and [Kui Xing Posture] are taught uniformly in the school, while [Fire Control Technique] and [Rain-making Technique] are obtained by Lin Mo during daily tasks.

Compared to other ordinary students, his spell panel is much richer, but it is useless.

[Root bone] and [understanding], the former determines the speed of practicing "skills", and the latter determines the speed of practicing "methods".

Unfortunately, he is average in both attributes.

Therefore, the highest proficiency value of [Kui Xing Post] is only 320 points, barely reaching the threshold of minor success.

This was because he insisted on doing morning exercises every day during his first two years of high school.

As for the other three spells, before the final sprint of his senior year, he would practice them diligently during his free time from meditation every day.

But no miracle happened in the end. Basically, the progress of each spell started to slow down after the proficiency reached 100 points.

Especially for the [Fire Control Technique] and [Rain-Giving Technique], it would take at least a year to master them to a small degree, and it would be a long time before one could master and reach the pinnacle.

This is also the reason why he temporarily gave up practicing them and concentrated on practicing standing meditation.

Lin Mo sighed with regret: "Why can't [Comprehension] and [Root Bones] be increased like spiritual roots?"

You should know that [Magic] accounts for nearly one-third of the score in the Immortal Examination.

Merit can be used to gain spiritual roots, and cultivation can be gained, but spells...

and many more!

Lin Mo suddenly had an idea in his mind, as if he thought of something. He quickly opened the merit value panel and moved a merit value towards the [Spell] panel.

Sure enough, a clear reminder appeared in my ears:

[You invested 10 points of merit in "Kui Xing Zhuang", skill experience value +1.5 (10*15%)]

It works!
A hint of joy appeared on Lin Mo's face.

If that's the case, then why am I working so hard?
It doesn’t matter if this matter doesn’t stand!

He was in a good mood as he had three exams to take for the Immortal Examination.

Spiritual roots, cultivation, and spells can all be improved through merit points.

He could only sigh: This cheat is really too comprehensive.

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze from the panel, stretched himself slightly on the spot, and glanced around at the same time.

The person in red near the pavilion had left at some point.

Not only that, the uncles and aunts around had also dispersed, and the few remaining old men were also stretching like him.

By the time he finished the finishing work, it was already past one in the morning.

I have to say that walking meditation is effective in curing sleepiness.

After walking the Kuixing Post twenty times, Lin Mo no longer felt sleepy at all.

At this moment, his sense of smell suddenly became sensitive, and a barbecue aroma wafted into his nostrils.

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle~!" My stomach also growled in response.

"Is there still a barbecue stall at this time?"

Lin Mo felt his trouser pocket, and of course there was no money in it.

I only took two dollars with me when I went out, and gave it all to Uncle Qin.

"Forget it, let's go home and cook instant noodles."

He shook his head and was about to bypass the barbecue stall and go back to the community from the other side when suddenly a noticeable red spot appeared on the ground not far away.

He was quick-eyed and quick-footed. He walked forward quickly and stepped on it. Then he looked around and bent down to tie his shoelaces as if nothing had happened, but his fingers quickly picked it up.

When I took a look at it in my palm, I found it was indeed a hundred-dollar bill that couldn't be more real.

"Haha, I picked up money!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up, and he felt even happier than when he first learned that merit points could improve spell proficiency.

From childhood to adulthood, the largest denomination he has ever picked up was only 5 yuan.

The record for picking up money was refreshed twenty times. How could he not be happy?

"Could it be because of the luck value?"

A trace of doubt arose in his mind.

Two unusual things happened in succession today, both of which occurred after merits were condensed into luck points.

"Luck is so useful. No wonder Ye Chen was able to make a comeback in such a short time."

He recalled Ye Chen's arrogant face, and then chuckled:
"Let's go and have some barbecue!"

Fate cannot be defied, it looks like he is going to show off with this barbecue today!

Lin Mo changed direction and walked towards the barbecue stall at the intersection of the park.

Before he completely walked out of the park, he heard a powerful voice:

"What barbecue are you eating without money!"

Lin Mo looked in the direction of the voice and saw the middle-aged owner of the barbecue stall, who was grilling barbecue while speaking to the person in front of him in a bad mood.

The sound was so loud that it even attracted the attention of the few passers-by nearby.

Lin Mo was very familiar with the person standing opposite the charcoal stove. She was the school beauty Chu Wange who had just been practicing Kuixing Posture near the pavilion.

Chu Wange did not blush or become at a loss because of the middle-aged boss's loud scolding.

On the contrary, she looked very calm, glanced at the boss who was adding carbon to the charcoal stove, and said shockingly:

"I'm good at swordsmanship, I can help you chop wood."

The middle-aged boss paused for a moment, then looked Chu Wange up and down, and said with a strange expression:

"What do I need firewood for?"

Chu Wange pointed at his charcoal stove and said, "Burn."

"This is burning charcoal, not firewood!"

"Firewood can still be burned."

The middle-aged boss said helplessly: "You can burn firewood, but it is not allowed in the city."

Chu Wange did not give up and continued, "The cypress wood has a fragrant smell, and the barbecue cooked out of it tastes even better."

So there's no way around firewood, right?

The middle-aged boss actually lived in Bengbu. He stood up, threw the fire tongs into the charcoal stove, and said to Chu Wange:
"I repeat, I don't need firewood, and my family doesn't need to burn firewood. Which household doesn't have natural gas now?"

"Besides, you are a little girl. If you don't have money, don't eat barbecue. And you ordered so much. I see you are a student of Nanshan No. 4 Middle School because of your Taoist robe. How could they teach you to be like this..."

Hey, hey, hey, if you say something like Nanshan, then I can’t stand it!

Lin Mo, who originally just wanted to watch the show, frowned, walked forward quickly, and interrupted the boss's output directly:
"How much is it? I'll give it to you!"

The middle-aged boss stopped talking, glanced at him and said, "108 yuan, cash or Xianfubao?"

Lin Mo paused as he was taking out the money, and was silent for a moment. He looked at the boss and said, "Can you... round off the difference?"

Middle-aged boss: “…”

(End of this chapter)