Chapter 10: 【scholar】’s Pleasure, Victim At The Door
“The taste is better than I imagined…”
On the way, Su Chen smacked his lips, capped the glass bottle, and the hunger in his stomach had completely disappeared, even feeling quite full.
And the nutrient solution Bai Fengxi gave him still had two-thirds left.
“It doesn’t look great, but the taste is pretty good.” Su Chen put away the nutrient solution.
After asking for directions a few more times, Su Chen found his dormitory building. The inspection was quite strict, and the security presence at the entrance was very intimidating.
He had to scan his student ID card on the instrument before they let him in.
Thanks to fighting for an independent dormitory during registration, though it wasn’t big, it had everything he needed—at least the bed was long enough for him to stretch out his legs.
“Hmm, need to pay off the Strongman Loan as soon as possible…” Su Chen took out the hemp rope and Shadow-Evading Clothes stuffed on his body and threw them under the bed.
He immediately got into position and started training with heavy breathing.
【Body Tempering Trial】 requires breaking the body limit ten times, which isn’t too difficult for people in this world.
Instead, reaching mastery in physical skills requires persistent training.
However, the troublesome part is that since he is now a Strongman, his physical attributes are exceptionally strong, making some training methods from his previous life very inefficient.
Until eight or nine in the evening, Su Chen felt his stamina nearly depleted, his body exhausted to the extreme, heart pounding like a drum, and skin covered in sweat.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
Suddenly, he felt his body relax, and a warm current surged from somewhere in his already exhausted body.
Opening the panel, sure enough, he had broken the limit once.
“This… this is too difficult…” Su Chen lay on the bed, not wanting to move even a finger.
On the panel, behind 【Strongman】 there was now a number.
【Strongman: 1%】
This is the profession development progress? It can be quantified, nice.
Even if appointed early, he still needs to complete the job appointment conditions, but now it can also support increasing the profession development degree—either way, it’s a gain.
Profession development brings improvements to one’s own strength, reflected in all aspects, and at certain stages, it can even uncover other professional abilities.
“However, I still need to find profession-related training methods. This brute-force method is too slow.” Su Chen couldn’t help but think.
As the profession promotes, various physical attributes improve, and ordinary physical training methods become hard to effective, requiring corresponding high-level training methods.
According to what he learned in the library, suitable training methods can multiply profession development efficiency, but they are also extremely precious.
“High-level training methods are secrets; it’s probably hard to obtain them under normal circumstances.” Su Chen lay on the bed, panting.
After resting for a moment, he took off his clothes, took a shower, returned to the bed, and began the Candlelight Mental Training Method.
Physical exhaustion and mental exhaustion assaulted him simultaneously; First Order Professionals haven’t escaped the concept of being human.
Not sleeping is obviously not feasible.
However, when the sky was dimly lit, Su Chen’s body trembled slightly, he let out a long breath, and felt reborn.
【Candlelight Mental Training Method—Mastery: 10%】
Just one night, and he entered the mastery stage. The improvement also washed away the mental fatigue from staying up all night.
After one night’s consumption, hunger struck. After thinking, Su Chen drank half of the remaining nutrient solution and continued training.
By mid-afternoon, he broke the limit again, lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling—this fatigue made him want to do nothing.
In a daze, the panel suddenly popped up—
【The Scholar witnessed your diligent practice, which made him feel pleased, and decided to reduce the study years requirement.】
Su Chen watched as the 【Scholar】’s twenty-year requirement changed to nineteen years and eleven months.
“Finally, there’s a reaction…” He sat up from the bed, as if some of the physical fatigue had faded.
“So, the harder I work, the more pleased he is…” Su Chen was speechless. Though it only reduced one month, he had only trained for one day.
At this rate, three years could be wiped out in at most one month.
He didn’t know what abilities the special profession had, and he felt a bit curious.
Thinking of this, he saw 【Mystic Tool Master】 and had figured out what “profession trait” is.
Profession traits concern the promotion sequence of the profession. For example, the Strongman profession can only promote to strength-related professions.
【Mystic Tool Master】 shares the profession traits of Rope Master and Mystic Arts Apprentice, meaning he can choose to promote to the higher professions of either.
“The consumption is really fast…”
He gulped down the last bit of nutrient solution, and Su Chen let out a burp.
This stuff could sustain an ordinary person for days, but it only lasted him a day and a half.
“Need to go find Jiang He as soon as possible, or I’ll go hungry again.” He calculated that repaying the Strongman Loan requires constant training, and nutrient consumption is faster than usual.
He glanced at the wall clock; it was already past three in the afternoon.
After resting a bit more, Su Chen left the dormitory. At this time, there weren’t many people in the corridor.
He came to the rectangular instrument at the end of the corridor, with an iron-brown exterior and a LCD screen in the center.
He found the narrow slot below, inserted his student ID card, and a timetable appeared.
This was his class schedule, not too many classes. He had just completed enrollment yesterday, so no classes today.
Tomorrow’s classes were only three, Jiang He’s mysticism class in the second morning slot.
“Then I can only find her tomorrow…” Su Chen frowned. Without a convenient contact method, it’s really troublesome.
He figured this world must have them, but he hadn’t encountered any yet.
“Tomorrow it is, starve one more night today.” He shook his head, preparing to go back and continue training.
Thumping sounds came from the stairwell, and a young man ran up, glanced at him, looked at the room numbers left and right, muttering: “301, 301…”
Su Chen looked at him oddly. Isn’t that my room number?
He didn’t speak, just followed behind the young man. After finding 301, the young man knocked on the door.
“Are you looking for me?” A voice suddenly came from behind, startling the young man.
“Who?” He turned back and shouted instinctively, his gaze turning resentful, “Are you the owner of this room?”
“Mm.” Su Chen glanced at the student ID card on the other’s chest—Li Ming.
Then he swiped to open the room, proving his identity.
What’s wrong with this guy? He must have heard me muttering just now and followed me without saying anything.
Li Ming grumbled inwardly but said, “Su Chen, right? Someone downstairs is looking for you?”
“Who?” Su Chen asked instinctively, then corrected, “Male or female?”
“Male.” Li Ming answered, “He’s downstairs.”
With that, he tried to leave, but found himself grabbed tightly.
“What does he look like?” Su Chen stared at him. If female, it could be Jiang He or Bai Fengxi, but male…
“He’s downstairs, go see for yourself.” Li Ming was getting impatient.
Su Chen didn’t speak, but his grip gradually tightened.
“Fuck, hurts, hurts, hurts… big bro, big bro…” Li Ming wailed, hurriedly explaining: “Dressed neatly, pretty handsome, good attitude, asked me to come find you, and gave me a gold coin.”
“Not from the school, oh, right, blue eyes.”
The victim has come knocking!
Su Chen’s eyes flickered, and he relaxed his grip. “Then go tell him to give me 100 gold coins, otherwise I won’t go down. Wait, I’ll give you another gold coin.”
Li Ming was stunned. Wait, what game are you playing?
“I’ll go, I’ll go…” Li Ming faintly felt pain in his arm again and hurriedly agreed.
“Really crazy…” Li Ming went downstairs before daring to curse.
Rubbing his elbow, he left the building, not intending to pass messages for a nutcase.
“Student…”
“Fuck!” Li Ming shuddered, turned back, and saw the guy who sent him up earlier standing behind him with a smile, his blue pupils extremely deep.
“Where’s the person I asked you to call?” he asked mildly.
“The, the person isn’t there…” Li Ming didn’t want to get involved.
“Lying isn’t a good habit.” The other seemed to see through him, “Think it over.”
Li Ming clearly saw flames burning in the other’s eyes—this was a professional.
What bad luck, he cursed inwardly, helplessly saying: “He told me to relay that unless you give him 100 gold coins, he won’t come down.”
Li Ming noticed the other’s face stiffen, smile disappear, then look up.
After a long time, he took out a special wallet, poured out a handful of gold coins, and said flatly: “Tell him this is it, and I’ll keep waiting for him.”
He really gave them!?
Li Ming was dumbfounded, walking blankly into the dormitory building.
Moments later, Su Chen stared at the gold coins in front of him—only fingernail-sized, not the gold he knew, smooth to the touch, faintly emanating a certain luster.
He fell into thought. What to do when the victim comes knocking?
