Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

"Enter the market? How can you enter? You've already sold everything, how can you enter?" Auntie frowned.

The bald man explained, "The money's still in the account; we can't withdraw it until tomorrow, so we can still operate now. Judging by the current situation, there should be a lot of room for profit. If we buy in with all our capital, we might be able to make a killing!"

When my second aunt heard this, she hesitated, after all, the risk was too great.

Having just lost 100 million, she's honestly not that bold now.

"Will this work? What if it drops further? We've already lost enough; my heart can't take any more losses!"

The bald man took a deep breath: "How about I invest my own 20 as well? That should be okay, right? We'll make money together, and we'll lose money together!"

My second aunt hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "I think we should forget about it. But if you insist on doing it, consider this 100 million a loan, and you'll have to share the profits with me!"

Now it was the bald guy's turn to hesitate.

All the risks have suddenly shifted to him!

However, high risk means high reward, and there aren't usually many opportunities to manage such funds.

Fortune favors the bold; if this wave of gains is successful, the profits will be substantial.

Finally, the bald man gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, consider this a loan. You get 10% of the profits, and I'll cover any losses. Is that acceptable?"

My second aunt nodded: "10% is too little, 30% is fine, it's settled then, Tingting still has to pay off her loan!"

After a moment's thought, the bald man figured she was his older sister anyway, and he'd need to borrow money from her later, so he didn't linger.

He started operating directly using Tingting's account.

Go all in! Buy with all your funds!

He also used his own account to buy in the stock, using the more than 20 yuan he had on hand.

He doesn't ask for much; he just wants to stop once he's earned 30 yuan, to play it safe!

As soon as he bought in, the curve started to decline.

The bald man almost fell off the sofa.

Holy crap, no way! It can't be that the price drops right after he bought it, can it? With over a million yuan invested, it should at least push the price up a bit.

Fortunately, the downward trend stopped quickly and the price rebounded somewhat.

The bald man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, playing the stock market is so thrilling and exciting; it's really not suitable for people with heart conditions.

Seeing the red lights all the way down, the bald man finally felt relieved.

With 5 minutes left before the market closes, the account's profit has already soared to over 2000.

"See, sis? I told you it would go up!" The bald man showed his phone to his second aunt and said smugly.

My second aunt suddenly regretted it. She could only get six or seven hundred out of the 2000 yuan. If it were the full amount, then all 2000 yuan would have been hers.

Oops, I was careless!

However, she didn't change her mind. After all, they were her own brothers, so it didn't matter who got more or less.

In the very last minute, a dramatic scene unfolded: the rising stock experienced a sharp drop at the close!

The bald man's account balance went from a positive 2000 to a negative 20000.

The amount has increased; it's just that a negative sign has been added in front of it.

The bald man was stunned, staring at the stock chart in disbelief, almost thinking he was seeing things.

"What happened? Wasn't it going up just fine? How come it's fallen back down again?" Auntie asked in confusion.

"This is probably still a technical adjustment. You see, we bought in late today, but compared to the opening price, it has risen a little bit. Tomorrow, it should rise again. We'll sell at a high point and make a profit every little bit we can!"

The bald man spoke with great conviction, and Auntie had no choice but to believe him.

Since she was the one who lent out the money and she wasn't the one who lost out, she could accept it to some extent.

......

In the vast mountains of Southwest China, Ye Chen and his team have successfully reached the second camp.

It was two hours earlier than the agreed-upon latest time.

Instructor Wang didn't seem surprised that everyone had arrived early.

He calmly looked at everyone and slowly said, "Your speed isn't the fastest; in fact, it's only average. You need to improve!"

"You have 10 minutes to rest. We'll begin a new training exercise in 10 minutes: tactical combat!"

Upon hearing about tactical combat, everyone perked up. Why rest? No need to rest, we're still warm.

They are cultivators, that's true, but there aren't many who know how to fight.

Although cultivators can quickly resolve battles using spiritual power, overwhelming all techniques with sheer force, they do not need fancy moves.

But who would complain about having too many skills to rely on?

Even if you don't need to use it, you can still apply the knowledge to other situations and use it to defend against enemies.

Scholars are not scary; what's scary is when scholars also know tactical combat.

Besides, knowing a little bit of martial arts is definitely beneficial and harmless.

If two cultivators are fighting, and one of them, who knows martial arts, suddenly gets close and performs a move like "Monkey Steals a Peach" or "Immortal Points the Way," who can withstand that?

Even a small improvement is still an improvement, as long as it enhances his combat power.

Of course, what they learn is definitely a crash course, and the instructors teach faster than usual.

How much you can understand and master depends on how well you practice!

The saying "The master leads you through the door, but the practice depends on the individual" is also quite fitting for the training team.

Due to time constraints, many of their courses need to be compressed further.

Instructor Wang led everyone through a set of punches, and then began to explain some fighting techniques and key points.

Next, it's time for pair practice.

Given Ye Chen's superior strength, Instructor Wang paired Zhao Tianlong with Ye Chen.

After all, Zhao Tianlong was at the fifth level of Qi Refining, while Ye Chen was at the eighth level, so their strengths were somewhat similar.

Moreover, Zhao Tianlong had been beaten before and had some understanding of Ye Chen's strength, so he should be able to withstand it.

Instructor Wang taught the moves step by step, and everyone quickly grasped them, starting to practice in pairs, one punch and one kick at a time.

Ye Chen also stopped using his strength and fought back and forth with Zhao Tianlong!

It seems like that's the case.

When it was Zhao Tianlong's turn to side-slam Ye Chen, he grabbed Ye Chen's arm, hooked his right foot, and exerted force with his right hand. A normal person should have been thrown to the ground.

Anyway, one person from each of the other four groups has fallen to the ground.

As a result, Ye Chen just stood there, completely still.

Zhao Tianlong exerted his strength again, but Ye Chen still didn't budge.

Zhao Tianlong was exasperated: "Captain, please cooperate! You're making me lose face!"

"Go ahead and use your strength, I'm cooperating, okay? Look, am I tense? I'm just standing relaxed!" Ye Chen rolled his eyes.

Even Instructor Wang couldn't stand it anymore: "Zhao Tianlong, have you not eaten? Don't you know you need to use your hips to generate power, and your waist needs to have rotational force?"

Zhao Tianlong curled his lip: "If the captain doesn't cooperate by falling to the ground, who can possibly fall?!"

Instructor Wang, exasperated, said, "You bastard, are you expecting your opponent to cooperate and fall to the ground during actual combat? Wasn't Ye Chen standing there cooperatively?"

Zhao Tianlong was very direct: "Maybe I didn't master the movements properly. Instructor Wang, could you demonstrate for me?"

Instructor Wang shoved Zhao Tianlong aside: "Then you'd better watch carefully. Twist your hips and thrust your shoulders forward, use the momentum to your advantage, and have the determination to take down the enemy!"

Ye Chen remained standing there, still in the side-punching stance, waiting for Instructor Wang to make his move.

As Instructor Wang spoke, he grabbed Ye Chen's wrist with his left hand, stepped forward with his right foot, hooked Ye Chen's neck with his right hand, and turned his body to the left.

"Twist your hips like this, push off, and fall!"

"Ugh, I'm done!"

"Uh... huh???"

Ye Chen remained motionless, blinking, "Instructor, did you just exert force? Do you need me to fall down with you?"