Panda could never understand why, already infuriating enough that he hadn't received an update from the author, he also had to get beaten up.
Was there something wrong with this bet from the start...?
But when he saw the third kid turn to hit the sandbag, Panda started to feel thankful that the punch he'd just received was really light.
That guy wasn't wearing any bandages or gloves, and with just one punch, the 50-kilogram plastic sandbag floated high in the air, like a weightless leather bag.
After hitting it, he even shouted, "That's too light!"
Zhong Yi's face looked like he'd eaten shit.
Panda weighed it up; he didn't seem to weigh much more than the sandbag, maybe less than twice as much... If he'd really taken that punch, how much lower would he have floated?
The sandbag came back, and the third kid, seemingly inexperienced, just threw another straight punch, but this time he missed the center, and the sandbag spun around and slammed into his face with a "thud."
Panda couldn't help but instinctively shudder at the sight. The third brother took a solid hit, feeling a faint golden light flash. He rubbed his nose, covered it, and continued grumbling as he went forward to practice his punches, saying, "It's a bit light, but I'll practice like this for now..." Panda cautiously went back to playing Warcraft.
No wonder his superpower is invulnerability. Even the real third brother might not be as ferocious as this guy. He definitely shouldn't offend this guy in the future.
And this guy doesn't just box; he does every kind of muscle-building exercise, like barbells, and then he goes to the rooftop to practice stances. He only skips mental training... Of course, what's the point of a muscle man like that practicing mental training? Anyway, his diligent training attitude would put the entire dark room to shame.
It's okay, I've been this hardworking before. Wan Zijun was even more enthusiastic at first, but after a few days everyone gave up. It's normal... Chu Ge didn't know how long his enthusiasm would last. So far, it seemed about the same as when he practiced at home, except he had to ride his electric scooter here.
It wasn't that he didn't practice his mental training; rather, after surveying the area, he felt the mental training methods here weren't very useful. The soul-forging method taught by Qiu Wuji was the truly suitable for him.
Although the effects seemed slow, slow was fine, as long as it worked.
The rooftop's stakes were a good thing—electric stakes that could move, allowing him to practice footwork on them and practice dodging them from below.
Zhong Yi said that dodging and running were the first subjects that ability users must study, yet Chu Ge was the only one in the entire dark room who practiced them this way.
"A subject that must be studied, then why don't you practice it?" Chu Ge asked Zhong Yi.
"Because I don't feel pain."
"But you can still die."
"I want to try it too, to see if I'll die if I fail to dodge."
Chu Ge was speechless.
... The following days became very regular. Every day, besides writing, Chu Ge would come to the dark room to practice whenever he had free time, and go back to tease Qiu Wuji when he had nothing else to do.
I feel like I'm pretty much the same as those office workers who work nine-to-five and go to the gym in the evenings.
When showering, looking at myself in the mirror, Chu Ge sometimes feels a little dazed.
These muscles are starting to show definition… Logically, it hasn't been long, and training shouldn't be this fast. Is this related to incorporating the Golden Bell Shield technique?
Does the technique help regulate muscles to their optimal state?
The person in the mirror looks so handsome and energetic…
Is this really me?
Yes, this is me after Qiu Wuji came into my life.
Qiu Wuji rarely comes to the Black Room. Occasionally, she accompanies him, but when she does, she just stands to the side and watches, not doing any training. She spends most of her time hiding in the room reading, watching dramas, joining group chats, managing book reviews, and researching various recipes to cook.
Looking at her lazy, relaxed posture on the sofa watching TV, hugging a little pig pillow, you can't see any trace of her early "I want to understand this world" attitude. She looks like a tired cat, its edges smoothed out by a comfortable and leisurely life, lying around being petted.
But Chu Ge knew better than anyone that her true form in another world was wielding immense power, her Autumn Water Jade Sword staining the ground with blood.
"Is this your work-life balance?" Chu Ge asked, drying her hair after her shower.
Qiu Wuji, her face as calm as a still lake, watched the couple kissing on TV and lazily replied, "Half and half. I'm researching how to write a book; all that reading and watching is for this."
So, you're saying I'm starting to practice martial arts while you're starting to write a book? Have we switched roles? Chu Ge found it amusing and laughed:
"You've got some skills. You're really planning to take my baton and write your own story?"
"Can't I write a new book myself? I already know a lot!" Qiu Wuji said. "I also want to try creating a novel, and I can make money, right?"
Chu Ge looked at her, almost collapsing into her hips, and paused for a moment: "Do you know how many writers there are in the world?"
Qiu Wuji casually grabbed her phone and searched, saying, "Tens of thousands, I'm quite confident in finding one in ten thousand, even if I'm a newbie… uh, uh???"
The search results showed: "As of now, the number of online writers nationwide has reached over 17.5 million…"
Qiu Wuji: "..." Chu Ge: "..." This is actually similar to those anti-Japanese war dramas we watched back then. In reality, no one tears Japanese soldiers apart with their bare hands, and there aren't actually that many writers... but you found this yourself, I'm not lying to you...
Chu Ge coughed twice and said leisurely, "Writing novels is a dead end, that's not an exaggeration. If you want to experience the feeling of creating a world, you can try, but don't count on making money for now."
"But I'm still using your money for nothing..." Qiu Wuji said, "I think the ten thousand I robbed back then is about right... Once I get my identity sorted out, I'll start writing a book, I have to try."
Chu Ge's cheek twitched twice. More than just about right, don't you have any idea how many clothes, shoes, and bags you've bought lately?
Sigh, it's changing seasons, nothing I can do… Chu Ge plopped down next to Qiu Wuji, watching the lovey-dovey couple on TV with her: "We're practically family, let's not talk about money…"
Qiu Wuji turned to look at him: "To exist independently in this world, you need to put in your own effort, you've said that before."
"It's all work, working for a capitalist is no better than working for me, isn't it the same?"
"I searched it up, this is called a housewife." Qiu Wuji said sternly, "Don't try to fool me, we're not that close."
Chu Ge lamented: "I'm going to delete Baidu tomorrow."
Qiu Wuji hugged her piggy pillow, lost in thought: "They said the black room would take orders and make money, these…" How come there is no such thing as this money can be made. "
"They only have a few orders in a few years, and they still have their own jobs." Chu Ge said: "Anyway, if you want to write a book, just write it. We will discuss it after you decide."
Qiu Wuji reached out and grabbed his waist: "You're just going to curse me like this!"
"Hey..." Chu Ge quickly defended and grabbed her hand: "I just said if, if~"
"You didn't say the word "if"! Even if you did, it would be a curse. You..."
The dialogue was coming from the TV: "You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are unreasonable!"
"Then you are not heartless? Not cruel? Not unreasonable?"
Half of Qiu Wuji's words were cut off in his throat, and he became silent.
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The hand was still in his, and both of them seemed to have forgotten this.
Her little hands were not hot in this summer, they were cool and soft, as comfortable as jade, and she didn't want to let go.
"You even touched my hand." She said suddenly.
Chu Ge snapped out of his daze: "Ah...ah?" Qiu Wuji stared at the television, his gaze wandering: "Teach me how to write a book. Your outline is so layered, so intricate..." Chu Ge's expression was strange.
So, this relationship buff has been layered yet again?