The van that crosses

[One set of brand-name suits (Tozaki Yuu)]

Number of draws remaining: 2

Most of them are the infinite resurrection and summoning of black ghosts on the few demihumans that Zhou He met.

"If you get infinite resurrection..." Zhou He felt a little excited thinking about it now.

Immediately, Zhou He suppressed his excitement and clicked the draw button.

[Congratulations to the driver for winning the hacker technology (Okuyama)! 】

"Okuyama? Hacking technology?" Zhou He was taken aback.

Immediately, the information of the movie Naoshan came back to my mind.

He remembered, this Okuyama is the hacker genius sitting in the wheelchair.

After a while, Okuyama's hacking knowledge was fully digested by Zhou He.

"This...isn't too bad!" Zhou He's eyes lit up, and he didn't feel disappointed after digesting it. After all, hacking skills have a considerable role in both reality and the technological world.

Of course, Zhou He still wants to draw infinite resurrection the most.

Immediately, Zhou He conducted a second lottery draw.

[Congratulations to the driver for winning the infinite resurrection (Sato)! 】

"Haha! I got it, I got it!" Zhou He got up from the bed with a look of excitement and excitement.

This shit really won infinite resurrection, Zhou He will be immortal in the future, and he doesn't need to be careful when doing tasks in the future, he can be as reckless as he wants.

In the next second, Zhou He felt that something had changed in his body, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Zhou He got out of bed and walked back and forth in the room. He was very excited. At the same time, he was still thinking about whether he should try infinite resurrection...

"Forget it, let's try it when we go to the order world."

After a while, Zhou He calmed down, but he still didn't intend to try.

"Sleep, sleep." Zhou He threw away the thoughts of suicide in his mind, and immediately lay on the bed.

He never imagined that one day he would have the urge to commit suicide.

After a while, Zhou He fell asleep.

……

Early the next morning, Zhou He got up on time.

It took half an hour to take the elevator to the first floor with Sissy, who was neatly dressed and carrying a small schoolbag.

"Sissy, what do you want for breakfast?" Zhou He lowered his head and asked Sissy.

"Uncle, I want to eat chocolate." Sissy suddenly took out a small bag of Dove from her pocket.

"Huh? When did you put it in your pocket?" Zhou He was confused.

"I put it in when I was carrying my schoolbag, uncle, can I eat it?" Sissy said cautiously.

"Chocolate is not allowed in the morning, I'll take you to buy buns and soy milk." Zhou He snatched the chocolate.

"Oh, I see." Sissy pouted and seemed a little annoyed.

ten minutes later.

After breakfast, Zhou He sent Cici to the gate of the kindergarten.

"Cissy is here, come in quickly." Liu Xiaoxue was still wearing the JK uniform, waving at Cissy with a smile on her face.

"Good morning, Teacher Xiaoxue." Sissy greeted with a smile.

"Good morning, Sissy too, oh, and Sissy's uncle." Liu Xiaoxue also greeted Zhou He with a smile.

"Hello, Teacher Xiaoxue." Zhou He withdrew his admiring gaze and greeted with a straight face.

"Goodbye, uncle, he will pick me up in the afternoon with chocolate and ice cream." Sissy waved at Zhou He.

"You brat, you know how to eat."

After Zhou He left, Qianqian walked into the classroom, put her schoolbag aside, and immediately rushed into the toilet.

"Hee hee, uncle definitely didn't expect that I hid a second piece of chocolate." Sissy took out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, and tore open the package in two or three strokes.

Today's children are all very smart, what kind of children are ignorant, hehe!

……

Zhou Hehe didn't go upstairs, but took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

After finding your own vehicle, drive the vehicle towards your home.

More than half an hour later, Zhou He arrived.

Pick up the remote control, open the door, and then drive the vehicle in, and at the same time, close the door again.

Zhou He didn't enter the house either, but came to the wooden stakes he bought last time.

He reached out and picked up one of the wooden stakes directly, and then opened the cheat book of the eight-step stake in his hand.

Ten minutes later, Zhou He drove the eight wooden stakes deeply into the ground according to the manual.

The total length of the wooden stakes is more than two meters, and Zhou He penetrated 1.3 centimeters into the ground, leaving a height of [-] meters outside.

Zhou He also gently pushed the wooden stake, and it remained motionless, and it was stuck into the ground, which was extremely firm.

"Brother-in-law probably wouldn't hit me." Zhou He thought of this for no reason as he looked at the concrete floor that had been poked into eight holes.

However, just think about it.

Immediately, Zhou He jumped onto the first wooden stake with a light jump.

Then, according to the description in the cheat book, Zhou He began to adjust his breathing, and then, he jumped forward, stepping on another wooden stake two meters ahead with his right foot.

The distance of only two meters is of course trivial to him.

Chapter 1 Twenty Eight Step Pile

He seems to have miscalculated his own strength, no, it should be because he didn't control his strength well.

When he stepped on the stake with his right foot, he heard 'Boom! 'A sound.

The height of the stake suddenly dropped by half.

"Ouch, damn it!"

This change directly caused Zhou He to lose his balance and fell down.

But, fortunately, it's not too high. Zhou He stretched his left foot forward, and then stepped on the ground without falling.

"I actually forgot to control the power, really." Zhou He stared at the half-short stake in a daze.

After a while, Zhou He came to those wooden posts, and shot down half of them one by one, reaching the same height as the one he stepped on earlier.

Afterwards, he began to carefully control his own strength, and began to run and jump on the eight wooden stakes.

At first, Zhou He still often fell down accidentally, but with the deepening of practice, Zhou He can barely complete the eight-step pile practice without accident.

After about an hour or so, Zhou He was already very proficient, and his speed on the stake was several times faster than before.

"It seems that practicing the eight-step pile can also be used to practice the light body technique." Suddenly, Zhou He stood on a wooden pile, rubbed his chin and began to think.

After a while, Zhou He jumped off the wooden pile, and then came to the side of the van. With a thought, he saw a secret book called light body technique appeared in his hand.

Ten minutes later, after Zhou He memorized the formulas and breathing methods, Zhou He began to practice the eight-step pile and light body technique.

These two kinds of martial arts cheats plus Iron Sand Palm can be practiced in the end of the Dharma Age, without internal strength at all.

Of course, if there is internal force blessing, the power will naturally be more powerful.

These three kinds of cheats all need persistent practice, and only in this way can they be mastered.

……

at noon.

Zhou He was still sweating profusely on the Babu pile.

At this moment, in the distance, a small electric vehicle stopped in front of Zhou He's gate.

"Wow, brother, are you practicing martial arts?" The delivery man parked the eDonkey, got off, and stood in front of the gate with a look of horror on his face.

"Ah, by the way, you are Mr. Zhou, your takeaway." The takeaway boy took out two big bags full of food from the takeaway box without waiting for Zhou He to reply.

"Well, wait a minute." Zhou He lightly jumped off the stake and jumped off.

After wiping the sweat off his forehead, Zhou He walked to the small door and opened it.

"Here, your takeaway, I said, brother, you can't eat these all by yourself." The delivery guy handed the takeaway to Zhou He.

Zhou He took it immediately, and said with a smile: "Well, those who practice martial arts, eat more."

"Awesome, I admire it!" The takeaway boy clasped his fists and said, it was really a hit.

Zhou He didn't chat with the takeaway boy either, and closed the small door after taking the takeaway.

Seeing this, the takeaway boy was also very sensible, and left on a small electric donkey.

However, when he left, he still glanced at the wooden stake inside, and murmured, "Tsk tsk tsk, what a bullshit!"

……

"It seems that I have to cook by myself in the future." Zhou He looked at the delivery guy who left and shook his head.

My appetite is getting bigger and bigger. Whether I eat out or order takeout, there is still something wrong with it.

In terms of cooking skills, Zhou He still knows a little bit. There is no problem at all in making home-cooked dishes. It is not considered delicious, nor is it bad.

Mainly, it is really troublesome to buy vegetables, wash vegetables, chop vegetables, and wash the pot and wash dishes after eating. Zhou He is lazy, so he basically eats outside.

Zhou He took the takeaway, opened the door, and walked into the house.

Turn on the air conditioner for the first time, and then start setting the table.

After a while, the indoor temperature dropped, and ten dishes were ready.

He took out a large bottle of Wanglaoji from the refrigerator and put it on the table.

Immediately, Zhou He began to eat.

Since the morning, Zhou He has been practicing the eight-step pile for more than three hours without rest.

Now, he is already very hungry, so Zhou He ate almost three or two bites of a bowl of boxed lunch.

After eating ten bowls of boxed lunch, Zhou He's stomach was already half full.

Looking at the remaining ten boxes of lunch and the remaining half of the dishes, Zhou He took out his mobile phone and read novels while eating.

For Zhou He, when eating alone, if he doesn't play with his mobile phone, it's still called eating.

(For Xiaowen, if I eat and read novels at the same time, I can eat a meal for more than an hour.)

An hour later, Zhou He finally swept away all the meals.

It took a few minutes to clean up the trash and throw it into the large trash can outside.

Looking at the eight-step pile, Zhou He did not continue to practice.

Instead, he went to the corner, lifted the oilcloth from the iron pan, took out the gas tank, and connected it.

In the morning, he had practiced the eight-step pile and light body technique for a long time. In the afternoon, Zhou He was going to practice the iron sand palm.

Coincidentally, there is no need to go to the order world in the city, and try to commit suicide once after practicing Iron Sand Palm.

A few minutes later, the temperature in the iron pot rose, and smoke came out from under the iron sand. Obviously, it was already extremely hot.

Zhou He took a deep breath, raised his hands, and was about to insert it.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

Just then, his cell phone rang.

He took out his phone, looked at it, and found that it was Li Meng calling.

Zhou He: "Sister Meng, call me, what's the matter?"

Li Meng: "It must be something to call you, come and pull a car Mirinda."