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Chapter 109 Do you have a method to cultivate mental strength? (36 views, please subscribe)

"Being rich definitely makes a difference."

Walking on the way to the grain store, Chen Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Last time he spent less than a thousand, the shop assistants treated him with utmost respect, but he couldn't even get a glimpse of the manager.

This time, it cost four or five thousand, and even the manager came. He was incredibly friendly and tried to win me over in every way.

If it's tens of thousands, you'll probably get to meet the boss behind it.

"However, this weapon shop in Songjiabao doesn't seem to be of much value anymore."

he murmured.

No bow with a pulling force of 500 jin or more.

High-grade armor-piercing arrows, none available.

Weapons made from second-order prototype alloys are estimated to be nonexistent.

If you want to buy more powerful weapons, you'll have to go to other places, or Anshan City.

Before going to the grain store, he bought some daily necessities, such as toilet paper and shower gel. They were a bit expensive, but it would be really inconvenient without them.

Grain store.

Just like last time, several burly men with guns stood at the entrance, heads held high, looking arrogant.

When they saw Chen Fan arrive, they were first taken aback, then their eyes showed respect, and they all nodded and smiled at Chen Fan.

Even the shop owner, who was reading a book behind the counter, became much more polite and greeted everyone with a smile.

"What would you like to order, sir? Grains, salt, even MSG and soy sauce—we have them all."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the two bows that Chen Fan was carrying on his back.

If I'm not mistaken, this is a powerful bow with a pulling force of 500 jin, right?

This guy is ruthless!

Chen Fan said in a deep voice, "Give me 100 catties of blood rice at 10 yuan per catty, and 50 catties of blood rice at 3 yuan per catty. Also, give me some salt, MSG, and the like."

It wasn't that he didn't want to buy more, but he was worried about not being able to bring them all back.

He can carry a load of about 200-300 pounds on his shoulders and walk briskly, but if it's 400-500 pounds, he can't even hold a weapon.

There are quite a few people eyeing that stretch of road outside the city.

The boss's eyes lit up immediately.

He's definitely someone who doesn't lack money.

"Did you come empty-handed?" he asked with a smile. "It's not easy to carry so much stuff. Where do you live? I'll have someone drive it to you."

Chen Fan shook his head. "I'm not from Songjiabao."

"They're not from Songjiabao."

The boss was startled, and the people outside also looked at Chen Fan with strange eyes.

Could they be people from those small villages outside?

He hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Guest, if you're from an outside village, we can also deliver."

Chen Fan looked at him with some surprise, "Boss, are you sure?"

"Hehe, what are you saying, sir?" the boss said with a smile. "It's just a matter of spending some gas on the round trip, what's the big deal?"

One hundred catties of blood rice at ten yuan each, that's one thousand yuan.

If you factor in things like salt, it'll be around two thousand yuan.

In comparison, a liter of gasoline costs only twenty or thirty yuan and can run for more than ten kilometers!

Chen Fan really didn't expect this.

Money really can make the devil turn the millstone!

"Cough cough,"

Just then, the owner coughed lightly and said, "However, let me make it clear beforehand that you need to leave your identification information and a deposit. This is for the safety of the people and property in the store. Don't worry, the deposit will be refunded in full when you come back next time."

"so."

Chen Fan thought about it and understood.

After all, Songjiabao is relatively safe, but it's not necessarily safe outside.

"Maybe next time."

He abandoned the idea of ​​exposing his personal information for the sake of convenience.

"it is good."

Seeing this, the boss smiled and didn't say anything more.

Soon, the two types of blood rice were packed separately, along with dozens of kilograms of salt, MSG, soy sauce, and other seasonings, into a sturdy bag.

"We have a lot of customers."

The boss watched Chen Fan leave with a smile.

"That's a really tough guy."

A guard watched Chen Fan's retreating figure and sighed.

"Yeah, with that ability to lift 300 jin with one hand, he's probably at the third level of Body Tempering, right?"

"Perhaps he's a martial artist at the Body Refinement Realm, otherwise, would he dare come here alone?"

"That's right, he's clearly not afraid of others making a move on him. He's highly skilled and daring."

Chen Fan kept a close eye on the movements behind him, fearing he might be ambushed. Although the possibility was slim, what if it happened?

As he walked down the street, he immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

There was shock, envy, jealousy, and also eyes darting around, as if they were plotting something.

As Chen Fan's gaze swept over them, they all lowered their heads.

Throughout the journey, Chen Fan remained on edge, keeping a close watch on everything around him and paying close attention to every little thing happening around him.

Only after walking a kilometer or two and leaving Songjiabao far behind did Chen Fan finally feel relieved, put down the goods he was carrying, and turn around.

Several furtive figures were hanging far behind, peering in this direction.

When they suddenly saw Chen Fan looking over, the group was startled. After whispering among themselves, they turned and slipped away.

Chen Fan snorted coldly. These people had been following him for so long but hadn't dared to make a move, so they were clearly not very brave.

This time I'll let it go, but if they follow me again next time, they can forget about leaving.

After a short rest, he continued carrying the goods on his way.

We stopped from time to time along the way to check our surroundings.

After about half an hour, Chenjia Village finally came into view.

He let out a long breath and quickened his pace.

When he arrived, he found that many people were already waiting at the door.

There was his father, mother, younger brother, Uncle Zhang, Gu Ze, Wang Ping, and even Meng Yu.

They all looked relieved.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Chen Fan said, both amused and exasperated, "Didn't I say nothing would happen?"

"We just heard the bells and that's when we came over."

Chen Guodong said somewhat guiltily.

In fact, after Chen Fan left, he was restless and unable to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

He became even more worried when Chen Fan still hadn't returned by noon.

As for his wife, she had been waiting there the whole time, her eyes filled with longing.

"Yes, yes, we just arrived too."

"Brother Fan, did anything happen to you on your trip?"

Wang Ping and the others quickly asked.

"What could possibly happen inside Songjiabao?"

Chen Fan waved his hand with a smile, "Alright, go back and practice your martial arts. Next time I go out alone, don't do this again."

As he spoke, he glanced at Meng Yu not far away, who had her head down and looked very remorseful.

Everyone dispersed, and before leaving, Zhang Ren glanced at him and nodded.

Chen Fan roughly understood what he meant; the wooden stakes had probably been driven in, and he could go over there to practice basic footwork.

I will definitely go, but there are some things to take care of before that.

Back home, Chen Fan put down the goods and took off his bow and arrows. He was soaked in sweat from the long walk.

"Xiao Fan, how did it go this time? Any news?"

Chen Guodong asked quickly.

"Yes, we've found that person."

"!!!"

Chen Guodong was startled, then a look of delight appeared on his face. "And then what? Did he know we were from there?"

Yin Fang and her younger brother Chen Chen, who were standing nearby, looked over nervously.

Chen Fan sighed softly and nodded: "They know, they not only know, but they're also plotting to take action against us later."

Chen Guodong's eyes widened immediately.

The family's faces were as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Don't worry, Dad."

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "I already know their plan, so they're destined to fail. Leave this to me."

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Chen Guodong asked tentatively.

He felt uncomfortable that Chen Fan was always the one doing everything.

Just like now, although Chen Fan speaks so casually, only he himself knows what really happened.

"Dad, you've done enough. Don't worry, I can handle this all by myself."

As he spoke, he opened the bag and took out various seasonings and two large bags of blood rice.

He opened one of the bags and said, "Dad, Mom, this bag contains blood rice that costs three yuan per kilogram. I'll take out thirty kilograms later, and you can eat the rest. It's not that I'm reluctant to let you eat the ten-yuan-per-kilogram kind, but your bodies aren't strong enough for it yet."

"Xiao Fan, what are you saying?"

Yin Fang was moved to tears. "Mom can eat regular rice. You can keep this three-yuan-a-pound rice for yourself."

"cough."

Chen Guodong coughed and said, "Since Xiao Fan says so, then let's do as he says. Don't worry, Xiao Fan, I will work harder to practice martial arts and won't let your efforts go to waste."

Chen Fan gave him a knowing smile.

It's good that my father understands what I mean.

He didn't expect his father and brother to become very powerful; just enough to protect themselves in the apocalypse would be enough.

He found two bags and filled them with thirty jin of each of the two kinds of blood rice. He planned to send the one that cost three yuan per jin to Meng Yu, and the one that cost ten yuan per jin to Uncle Zhang.

These two are indispensable figures in the village right now. The stronger they are, the more pressure they can help alleviate.

He found Meng Yu first.

Upon seeing Chen Fan arrive, Meng Yu stood there somewhat flustered, her face filled with guilt.

"I'm sorry, Chen Fan, I... I still couldn't have predicted what would happen in the village in the future."

As she spoke, she took out a neatly folded thousand-yuan bill from her pocket, handed it to Chen Fan with both hands, and stammered, "This money, you, you should take it back. I, I couldn't help you."

Chen Fan shook his head slightly, placed the heavy bag on the table, turned to look at her, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Money given away can't be taken back."

"But, but..."

Meng Yu's lips trembled, unsure of what to say.

"You have absolutely no need to blame yourself, because the village doesn't just belong to you alone."

Chen Fan comforted him, "I told you just to be on the safe side. Fortunately, today's trip was worthwhile; I now know who that person is."

"Really?"

Meng Yu suddenly raised her head, her large, dark eyes sparkling.

"Well, that person doesn't know we're from that place. We were just worrying unnecessarily."

Chen Fan laughed, explaining that he wasn't lying on purpose; if he told the truth, the other party might worry.

A real man shouldn't make others worry about him.

"I see, that's great."

Meng Yu burst into tears of joy.

She kept telling herself that she hoped to have a dream that would allow her to foresee the future, but things didn't go as planned, and she didn't have any dreams at all.

She was very anxious, but she just couldn't dream about it.

What could she do? She was desperate too.

"Yes, this bag contains blood rice. I don't know if you've heard of it before?"

"Blood rice?"

Meng Yu reacted strongly, clearly having heard of it, and waved her hands repeatedly.

"Chen Fan, you've been so good to me. I can't accept this blood rice. I absolutely cannot accept it."

Chen Fan was speechless for a moment, then said, "Miss Meng Yu, actually, I'm doing this not only for you, but also for the people of the village. Think about it, if you become stronger and can freely control your abilities, even if we encounter danger in the future, wouldn't everyone be able to use your abilities to turn danger into safety?"

Meng Yu was taken aback, then thought about it and realized that it made sense.

However, she immediately thought of something and said with a worried look, "Chen Fan, I also want to use my abilities at will, but my mental strength is too weak. I have tried to practice the method for training mental strength that my sister taught me many times, but I still can't quite get it right."

"What?"

Chen Fan nearly jumped up from his stool. "Do you have a method to train mental strength?"

(End of this chapter)