Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

I got up and moved around a bit, soaked in hot water to stretch my muscles, and spent another cent to get a hot meal.

"It's a pity this food can't fit into the ring."

He sighed as he buried his head in his food, the chopsticks clattering loudly.

谷凅

A table serves eight dishes and two soups, five meat dishes and three vegetable dishes, with unlimited rice. You can order whatever you want to eat.

Every day without fail, I practice shooting for an hour. The rest of the time I either stand in a stance, practice boxing, or eat and sleep.

As the days slipped by, my body grew heavier and my breath grew stronger.

"Physical constitution: 108, Soul power: 259, Energy: 65."

"My physical fitness level increased by 28 points."

"Energy increased by fifteen points."

"More than a hundred days left, let's continue."

Lin Quan wiped his sweat, then took a horse stance and began practicing Xingyi Five Elements Fist.

For the first few days, my mind was buzzing and chaotic, with thoughts flying everywhere.

Later, after living alone for a long time, my distracting thoughts faded away, like the tide receding, leaving only the whistling sound of fists.

The more he practiced shooting, the more accurate he became; the more he practiced punching, the heavier his blows became; and his superpowers gradually gained weight.

The Five Elements Fist consists of five forms: Horizontal, Cannon, Drill, Collapse, and Chop.

The horizontal fist is primarily for defense, while the other four techniques are primarily for offense.

A defensive tactic, if used correctly, can still defeat the enemy.

He was soaked to the bone and fought for more than two hours before finally stopping to catch his breath.

After taking a bath, I'd get a hot meal, clean myself up, and immediately grab my gun and head to the shooting range.

The magazines in Infinite Strike are always full, but if you really want to buy bullets with points, it's one point per box, sixty rounds.

"I can hit the heart with every shot from a stationary target within fifty meters."

"It's time to get moving."

The moment the thought crossed my mind, the target came to life, swaying left and right, moving forward and backward, rising and falling.

Bang bang bang... The gunshots were so frequent they sounded like popping beans.

The bullets were fired, but the hit rate plummeted.

He had already tested it: each point of physical strength is roughly equivalent to one kilogram of strength.

Inside the house, apart from weapons and rations, everything else was readily available.

When his physique reaches 108, he can lift a 100-pound sandbag with one hand without swaying.

However, the recoil of the Eagle Strike was too strong; after firing more than a dozen shots, my shoulder went numb.

Eating, sleeping, and showering add up to about eight hours.

The remaining sixteen hours were completely filled with stance training, boxing, firearms, and fireballs.

Each time he threw twenty-five fireballs, his head felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead; but he endured it again and again, and his soul power actually climbed up little by little... Now it has reached 260.

"Could it be that ten points of soul power are needed to exchange for a single fireball?"

The water flows silently, and three hundred days have passed just like that.

"Body: 158, Spirit: 265, Energy: 95."

Lin Quan glanced at the numbers flashing on the panel.

"3002 points remaining."

He paused, then swiped his finger, silently deducting two thousand points in exchange for two hundred days of seclusion.

Day after day, the three values ​​steadily climbed upwards.

"Within fifty meters, moving target... 10 shots, 10 hits."

"However, the target's speed did not exceed eight meters per second, and its trajectory was rigid, running back and forth along the drawn arc."

"If you encounter a vehicle that darts around randomly, changes speed, or goes up and down erratically, immediately adjust your aim."

He glanced down at the latest data and a slight smile played on his lips.

Three regular meals plus a late-night snack, with a variety of delicacies in rotation, ensuring adequate nutrition, my body weight increased to 195, my mental state rose to 276, and my energy reached 102.

According to the classification of the Main God Space, this is called a zero-level cultivator.

...Only if all three items are within the first level can it be considered a first level; even if only one item enters the second level, while the other two items are still in the first level, it is still considered a first level; but as soon as any item crosses the threshold of the third level, it immediately becomes a second level...and so on.

Level 1: Body, spirit, and energy are all between 50 and 199.

Second-order: All three reach 200 to 299.

……

Tier 9: All three attributes break through 3000, with a maximum cap of 5000.

He glanced at his bank account balance and sighed silently.

"376 points...enough to buy a piece of armor."

He brought up the shop interface and without hesitation spent 100 points to buy the most expensive close-fitting armor.

"Less than half a millimeter thick, even a direct pistol shot cannot penetrate it."

The ones on the market are either wrapped up like canned food or so expensive you can't afford them even if you empty your pockets... This thing is worth it.

Another hundred points, exchanged for a short knife.

It's 60 centimeters long, weighs around 3 kilograms, has a solid grip, and doesn't feel floaty or sluggish when swung.

"176 left. Change clothes and leave."

Lin Quan, wearing inner armor and outer sportswear, pushed open the door and stepped out.

With one step, he stood in the center of the main god space square.

"Brother Quan! Can I borrow some points?" Li Xiaochuan jogged over.

"In the twenties," Lin Quan answered readily.

"Didn't you just spend over 13,000?"

"This thousand..." He reached into his pocket, pulled out the Infinite Desert Eagle, pointed it downwards, and lightly placed his index finger on the trigger guard.

Li Xiaochuan shrank his neck: "Brother Quan, spare me ten points, I've been starving for two days."

If the main quest is not completed, the newbie gift pack only gives 100 points.

He and Du Fenze each paid 100 yuan, just enough to get a single room... They bought the room, but ran out of food.

"Mr. Lin, one thousand points. After it's done, I will give your parents a hundred billion in reality." Ma Huyou strolled forward, speaking slowly, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Quan's face.

"In your twenties," Lin Quan shook his head.

"Mr. Lin, would you mind having a chat?" Song Shuer appeared in a flash, standing beside him.

"Hmm," he replied, following along at a leisurely pace.

Lin Quan paused slightly upon entering her room.

"Mr. Lin, am I pretty?" Song Shuer asked, looking up at him.

"It looks good," he answered bluntly.

"Can you protect me?"

"As long as you don't risk your own life, it's possible." He smiled.

Having just finished practicing his marksmanship for half an hour, feeling relaxed, he casually ordered a table of food.

He knew perfectly well what Song Shu'er was after.

In the God Space, he and Li Xiaochuan were the only two people who had read the original novel "Infinite Terror".

But Li Xiaochuan died once in the last world, and his health bar is so low that he could be blown away by the wind.

Following Lin Quan at least gives you a chance to catch your breath.

For the next two days, the two ate and slept together.

She served him food at meals, he stood guard while he took a bath, and she dimmed the lights before bed... Life was comfortable and carefree.

"Mission countdown begins, thirty minutes." The voice of the Supreme God rang out.

Song Shu'er looked at him, her eyes slightly lowered: "Brother Quan... I'm counting on you."

Lin Quan neither made any promises nor poured cold water on the idea. As long as it didn't lead to trouble, he wouldn't mind being given a ride.

In the God's Space, you can hire people for 500 points, and they are all ordinary people.

Having a sensible and discreet girl by my side during breaks from practice is a great way to stay alert and focused.

"Let's go," he said with a smile.

"Mm." She nodded.

Several people had already gathered in the square: Ma Huyou stood with his arms crossed, Li Xiaolong had his hands empty, Du Fenze squatted in the corner, and Li Xiaochuan was rubbing his fingers.

"We'll be entering the dungeon in about twenty minutes. I know what the next world is like... Five hundred points, I'll tell you everything." Li Xiaochuan said, his voice a little weak, but his eyes shining.

Lin Quan didn't reply. Song Shu'er lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.

Ma Huyou's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't make a sound. He just tilted his head towards Lin Quan.

Li Xiaolong tore apart dozens of zombies with his bare hands, sold the house, and only had a little over twenty dollars left in his pocket.

Du Fenze had just bought that house when his account points were cleared.

"You really don't intend to inquire about the Second World?" Li Xiaochuan frowned slightly.

"I have nothing left." Lin Quan said calmly.

"I'm naked too," Song Shuer replied readily.

谷餵

"I still have about twenty points left," Li Xiaolong said.