Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 166: Will the system also be a stumbling block?

[You passively completed an intense training session.]
[You absorbed the evil from the other party. Your iron reserves increased from 2.2% to 1.9%, and your edibility increased from 5.8% to 6.1%.]
Yuan Xidi slowly untied the blood-stained gauze, revealing his fist covered with new and old scars, and at the same time gave Feng Mu a grin.

The curve of his mouth corners represented his last stubbornness, as if silently telling of his perseverance as a senior brother.

Feng Mu's arms and body were also splattered with blood, with bruises hidden under his clothes, and even a long wound at the corner of his eyebrow.

However, he didn't care about the pain, he simply treated the wound and gave Yuan Xidi a warm smile. There was no stubbornness in his smile, only full of sincerity.

Yuan Xidi looked at Feng Mu's smiling face, which was still oozing blood, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He thought to himself, "My junior brother is being beaten by me like an iron man, why is he happier than me? Could it be that my junior brother has a strange masochism?"

Yuan Xidi remained calm on the surface and slowly turned and left.

Feng Mu watched Yuan Xidi's back as he left. The smile on his face gradually faded and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Today's consumption of evil iron has only increased by 0.3%, which is obviously lower than before. Is it because the resentment in Fourth Senior Brother has become less?"

Feng Mu thought, "It seems that we can't just take advantage of Fourth Senior Brother alone. We have to give him some time to go out and replenish his grievances and recharge himself."

"Unfortunately, the other brothers and sisters are too lazy. I have repeatedly requested to spar with them, but they always refused and declined with various reasons. It is really frustrating. The atmosphere of the [Ronggui School] needs to be rectified."

Feng Mu was sighing inwardly when Hong Ya came over with a light skipping sound.

She leaped onto the stage with ease, then took out a bottle of triple-no spray from her pocket.

She gently pressed the nozzle and sprayed the blood evenly on the ring.

In an instant, the bloodstains seemed to be touched by magic and turned into steam and dissipated into the air. The ring became cleaner and tidier than if it had been carefully wiped with a mop.

Hong Ya clapped her hands in satisfaction, walked behind Feng Mu, simply tied her hair into two playful buns, and with a serious look on her face, began her practice.

Feng Mu turned his head and glanced at Hong Ya: "Junior Sister is quite diligent, she should not refuse to spar with me, but... forget it."

After all, in every [team-building] activity, the junior sisters are mostly responsible for the logistics and cleaning tasks, and they have very few opportunities to actually kill people, so they don't have much resentment accumulated on them.

Feng Mu was kind-hearted, and he was afraid that he would accidentally suck the essence out of his junior sister.

"In the final analysis, I still have to go to prison as soon as possible. That's my paradise. When I go there, it's like a mouse getting into a rice jar. Only then can I eat happily. Bah, bah, bah, how can I describe myself as a mouse?"

Feng Mu's heart was filled with longing, his eyes were lost in thought.
"I don't know when the prison will confirm the job opening. I'm the only job seeker left. I have to be more efficient."

Hong Ya raised her eyebrows and glared slightly. The senior sister asked in a very stylish manner: "Why are you looking at me?"

Feng Mu came back to his senses and smiled: "Young Senior Sister has also started practicing, so is there no one to look after the front desk of the dojo?"

Hong Ya replied disapprovingly: "Big Brother is taking a day off today, I've asked him to help me watch the front desk."

Feng Mu said "Oh" softly, but the image of Li Bashan's burly figure appeared in his mind, sitting in the foreground like a small mountain. He couldn't help but mutter to himself:
"If the martial arts school can attract a new customer today, it will be regarded as the blessing of the founder."

It is impossible for the ancestor to bless and show his godly presence, because Li Bashan, who was sitting at the front desk with a frown on his face, was planning to dig up the ancestor's grave.

The only problem was that he didn't know where the ancestor's grave was buried, but it didn't matter, he had asked Lao Wu to hack into the government-managed "grave registration system" to find it. Feng Mu didn't care about these, he came back to his senses and immersed himself in his practice without distraction.

[[You are immersed in selfless practice! ]
[Seven Killing Fist Blood and Flesh Three Solutions proficiency increased by 14 points.]
[Seven Killing Fist Blood and Flesh Second Solution proficiency also increased by 14 points.]
[Soul Chasing Step: Blood and Flesh Three-step proficiency increased by 10 points.]
[Soul Chasing Step: Blood and Flesh Second Release proficiency increased by 10 points.]
[….]
I practiced until I felt hungry, ate lunch, and continued practicing without stopping.

[Senluo Finger: Blood and Flesh Three-Resolution proficiency increased by 22 points.]
[Senluo Finger: Flesh and Blood Second Dissolution proficiency also increased by 22 points.]
[Ghost Armor Skin-Changing Skill Blood and Flesh Three-step Proficiency Increased by 50 Points.]
Time passes silently...

After dinner, Hong Ya felt that her strength was about to run out, but as she looked at her junior brother who was still energetic and focused on his training, she gritted her teeth and forced herself to continue.

Four hours later, Hong Ya returned to the bedroom, exhausted both physically and mentally.

She fell on that bed and almost instantly sank into a deep sleep.

As expected, she was troubled by nightmares that night, and her dreams were full of scenes of cultivation.

Midnight was the most exciting time of the day for Feng Mu. He gulped down a bottle of latte and decided to focus on practicing physical exercise in the following time.

It was as if time had gone back to the first night when he activated the "Iron Eater" and he was practicing "Gymnastics" in the same way.

Now, he no longer needs to follow the rhythm of the video. He can control his own rhythm freely and do gymnastics slowly and powerfully.

Although my bones and muscles are still a little stiff, the flexibility of my muscles and joints has made a qualitative leap, and practicing "physical exercise" is no longer as strenuous as before.

[You are practicing physical exercise!]
[The amount of pig iron in your body is decreasing ↓, and the consumption is increasing ↑]
[You practiced calisthenics for an hour!]
[You practiced calisthenics for two hours!]
[You practiced calisthenics for three hours!]
Suddenly, two icons appeared in the skill panel bar, one in front and one behind.

[Gymnastics·Elementary (1/300)]
[Gymnastics Training·Blood and Flesh Three Solutions·Elementary (1/300)]
In the process of practicing physical training, Feng Mu deliberately avoided the help of running the blood and flesh true power. He always insisted on practicing the bone version skills, with the purpose of not allowing [physical training] to advance easily.

However, no matter how poor his aptitude was, the old saying was proven true: practice makes perfect.

After unremitting efforts, the [Gymnastics] icon finally emerged.

Just like how the flesh-and-blood version of a skill will be linked to the bone-and-blood version of the skill after it is mastered, the generation of the bone-and-blood version of the skill also cleverly deceives the system, and naturally generates a twin flesh-and-blood version icon that corresponds to it.

Feng Mu has always believed that the difficulty of physical training is the key factor in accelerating the digestion rate of pig iron.

And now, as he got started with physical training, he realized that with the help of the system, the difficulty of practicing [physical training] would be reduced.

"Doesn't this mean that the digestion rate of pig iron is going to slow down?!"

Feng Mu's face turned pale instantly. For the first time, he deeply felt that the help the system provided to him was not entirely a positive gain. Sometimes, it could also become a stumbling block that dragged him down.

Feng Mu took a deep breath and devoted himself to the practice of physical exercise.

He could only hope that the rate of digestion of raw iron would not be reduced too much, so as not to affect his iron intake progress too much.

With each precise execution of the movements, he silently completed the entire gymnastics drill.

After the drill, Feng Mu's expression suddenly became extremely exciting!!!
(End of this chapter)