Mysterious journey

Time passes day by day.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and Garen continued to practice this exercise method over and over again every day. The qualifications of this body were indeed mediocre. In ordinary colleges, he might be considered an average student, but in Black Pan Academy, he could only be at the lowest level.

If it weren't for Yue Ya, he probably wouldn't be able to survive in the academy. You must know that low-scoring students have to pay very high tuition fees, which are simply not affordable for ordinary families like his.

So even though he didn't want to use Yue Ya, he had to continue to disguise himself in order to gain access to the world's mainstream power system and his identity.

The practice in these days made him see how mediocre his body's qualifications were. In a week, his consciousness only improved a little. If he didn't focus carefully on his feelings, he could hardly feel any progress.

I don’t know how far it is from the first-level standard.

Because of the slow progress of his qualifications, Garen had to find other ways to improve himself. And the first thing that came to his mind was the potential points of his innate abilities.

Wow.

The heavy rain was swaying outside the window, causing the branches and leaves of the big locust tree to tilt. The raindrops hit the leaves and made a crisp sound on the window glass.

Garen was sitting at the table in his dormitory with a tablet in front of him. A video of a mecha battle was playing on it. However, although Garen's eyes fell on the video, his attention actually drifted to his own attribute bar.

‘Nonosiwa Lin——Strength 0.6, agility 1.1, constitution 0.4, intelligence 1.3. Potential 0%. Soul Limit 40.’

‘Consciousness—Basic Intermediate’

‘Potential – Void Stalker’

‘Soul Seed—Northern Halberdier Cold Flame True Water Evil Technique, Holy Phoenix Magic Book. ’

'Secret Martial Arts - Mark of Steel: Strengthen and improve physical strength and physique. ’

"The strength recovery during this period of training has improved by 0.1. The physical fitness has improved by 0.1, which is not bad, without potential points." Garen had actually been paying attention to various things with potential points for a long time. Unfortunately, During his hospitalization and after returning to the academy, he could not find any items with potential points.

The terrifying qualifications that are now slower than a snail have made him completely lose patience. If he continues to improve at this speed, it is estimated that it will take at least ten years to reach the second and third levels.

He couldn't tolerate wasting so much of his time.

"It seems that we must collect knowledge about human body research and medicine in this world. Reorganizing the Miwu is one thing, but the ultimate power of the Miwu is far from that of the mechas in this world. The best The way is to learn the knowledge of this world, absorb and integrate it. In the last world, I forgot this and used the secret weapon to collapse the power system of the entire world. This is very detrimental to the concentration of my soul, and it is equivalent to repeating the process. road."

Garon reflected and realized something.

For him, general secret martial arts has come to an end. The soul seed stage has broken away from the general secret martial arts level and has reached a new stage. This stage is to absorb various other insights and then condense different soul types.

"The secret weapon can only be used for self-protection for the time being. If I want to enter a higher level, the only way is to absorb the advantages of this world's power system. Maybe I can push my level to a higher stage." Garen hesitated and looked at it. Look at the pouring rain outside.

"It's better to go to the grocery market here."

It was still early, almost after two o'clock in the afternoon. Since there was no class this afternoon, Garen stayed in the dormitory to rest and practice "Black Disk Manipulation". He just had free time to visit the grocery market near the college here.

The grocery market is a small market where many various vendors gather together to form a small market where purchase and sale coexist. They purchase some knick-knacks from the students in the college and sell them as merchandise.

For example, some copies of senior students' notes, insights on exercise methods, some small parts made by maintenance majors, and even scrap iron and rags taken out of the college's warehouse. Whatever is useful or useless can be thrown out and sold here, as long as it has some stains. The mecha masters of Black Disk Academy can be sold for a good price.

Similarly, these small traders will also buy goods from other places and buy some goods with specific needs for some students in the college, in exchange for mutual benefit.

Some vendors are even students of the academy themselves.

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As usual, Corlanu waited for his brother to come out at the door of the department and went back together.

Since he was accidentally seriously injured in the last level 1 assessment, he heard from his father that the matter had been resolved and the other party had been punished, so it was okay. He also resumed his usual life, talking on the phone with his girlfriend every day, going out with some friends to race cars after class, playing simulated mecha battles, and practicing regular exercise in the evenings.

The heavy rain pounded on the ground at my feet, and the water slid down around the umbrella, almost forming a curtain of water.

"Cole, are you going back together?" People were coming and going at the door, and a red-haired boy waved to him and asked.

"No, I'm waiting for my brother." Cole smiled, "Didn't you go play cards? Aren't you going now?"

"My dad asked me to pick up something for a while." The red-haired boy came closer. "By the way, today I saw the freshman you tested last time."

"Oh?" Cole was stunned, "Isn't he still in the hospital?"

"It seems to have healed. I don't know when it came out." The red-haired boy said casually, "What are you going to do? I need a word from my brothers."

The smile on Cole's face slowly faded, but he didn't speak.

"You are the leader of our class and third in the second grade! If you just get sent to the hospital by a new student and don't fight back, then wouldn't anyone dare to mess with our B1 class?" the red-haired boy said without hesitation.

"The surgery fee matter has been settled, that's it." Cole calmed down for a while and said calmly, looking at the red-haired boy who was hesitant to speak. He smiled again. "Okay, hurry up and play your cards!"

"Okay, okay, you're generous, then forget it, you said it yourself." The red-haired boy showed an admiring expression, "I really admire you, if you were me, you wouldn't kill that kid."

"Okay, okay, let's go quickly." Cole interrupted, patted the red-haired boy on the shoulder, and then the boy cursed and walked away with an umbrella.

Watching the other party leave in the heavy rain, the smile on Cole's face slowly faded.

He kept thinking about that day.

"That shot... was it a coincidence or..." He can still clearly recall the moment he was shot.

That shooting technique was incredibly accurate. It was not a standard posture, but it was almost lying on its side on the ground. The muzzle moved slightly, ignoring the error caused by the huge rebound force and the deviation of the non-standard posture. It didn't even have to aim, just slightly. A move.

He was able to accurately shoot his own cockpit.

"Brother." An equally calm voice interrupted his thoughts.

Cole came back to his senses, looked at his brother in front of him, and smiled.

"Let's go back."

The younger brother, Kaus, is the leader of class C2 in the first grade. He has short blue hair, gold earrings, a strong and tall build, and a faint scar on his right cheek, which was the mark left by a fight in high school.

Kaus stood next to Cole, a head taller than his brother. He tilted his head slightly and said hello to the two girls passing by. Even with a smile on his face, he gave people a fierce look.

Cole walked in front and Kaus followed behind, and neither of them spoke for a while.

When passing through the college gate, Cole suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Don't worry about my business, it's already settled."

Kaus suddenly showed a big smile.

"You know brother, I don't intend to cause trouble for you?"

Cole frowned and looked at his brother, not sure if what he said was true. His younger brother has always admired him since he was a child, and he is the standard for everything. This time he was seriously injured and almost died in the hospital. It would be strange if Kaus didn't move.

"Forget it, go home."

He turned around, stopped a rental hover car, and got in.

Kaus smiled brightly.

"I've been busy with very troublesome things recently. I don't have time to care about your business. I'll listen to you." He followed and got into the taxi. But no one saw the ruthlessness hidden in his eyes.

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grocery market

A rectangular silver awning beside the college covered the heavy rain outside.

Under the awning are a number of small pushcart vendors, and inside are more street vendors. In the part of the awning next to the outer wall of the college, someone has pulled up cloth and built some small sheds as shops. There are colorful things inside, and a dazzling array of things. All.

On a rainy day, the grocery market, which is usually crowded with people, does not have much traffic. A few students and outsiders are wandering in front of the street stalls and carts. They all see a lot and buy little.

Garen blended in with the crowd and observed each stall.

As long as there is potential aura within five meters of him, he can sense it. However, it had been more than ten minutes since he came in, and after passing more than ten stalls, he still didn't sense any potential aura.

When passing by a cart, Garen's eyes briefly paused on something on the cart.

"Come, come, let's take a look at the latest butterfly steel sheets from the Badieyu. They are most suitable for use as buffer shrapnel for mechas. They only cost 200 points each." The owner of the car immediately greeted him enthusiastically. “Putting a piece of this on the areas that get the most wear is definitely a good cushioning effect.”

Garen glanced at the small car. There was a row of white garlic-like things hanging on it, strung in a circle. He didn't know what they were. The bottom was densely packed with metal, wooden bottles, and various small things.

From mecha parts to skin care products for women, to artificial crystal jewelry boxes and snacks, they basically have everything you need and have a little bit of everything.

The owner of the car was an uncle in his forties. His mouth moved up and down without stopping. After greeting Galleons, he went to hang out three or four other customers. For a while, it seemed that business was booming.

Garen's eyes scanned the car, but there was still no potential point aura, which made him slightly disappointed, and he was about to leave.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned back to look at something next to the stall.