After the evening self-study, Zhang Yao returned home.
After greeting his parents, Zhang Yao washed up and entered his room.
Zhang Yao put his hands behind his head, lying on the bed and looking at the ceiling, thinking.
Although Li Nanjia and Sun Yan have been persuaded to help together, Li Nanjia and Sun Yan's circles are only relatively larger. Maybe they can help uncover the source of the spiritual value.
But the greater possibility is that the two of them gained nothing.
Don't have too high expectations for them, otherwise, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
To take a step back, even if Zhang Yao fails to gain new spiritual values in the next six days, and the petrification talent expires and disappears, it is actually not the worst situation.
After all, the spiritual value is zero and the system is still there.
As long as the system is still there, if you gain spiritual values in the future, you may still have a chance to awaken your petrification talent.
Taking a step back, Zhang Yao is now a martial arts disciple. Even if he does not have the talent for petrification, he is still a real martial arts student.
As long as he works hard, Zhang Yao can still be admitted to Wujue University.
The only thing I worry about is that I will cheat Lao Wu.
Zhang Yao smiled helplessly. If he really cheated Lao Wu, he would have to find a way to make up for it later. The worst case scenario is that Zhang Yao will not get the 2% annual dividend from the training center and go to Hengyuan Wu as a Wujue college student.
I walked around the training center and helped Lao Wu get a few diamond members.
After all, to strike iron, you need to be tough yourself.
If Zhang Yao had the strength of Luo Qingshan now, it would be absolutely easy to figure out the source of the spiritual value.
Although it was already past 10:30 at night, Zhang Yao was not sleepy at all.
Zhang Yao thought for a while, got up and got out of bed, sat on the floor, and prepared to practice for a while before going to sleep.
When practicing with the petrification talent, physical dirt will overflow from the pores. If you practice on the bed, it will easily stain the sheets and bedding.
My mother is tired at work every day, and she has to cook, wash clothes, sweep the floor, etc. when she comes home. Zhang Yao doesn't have time to help, so there is nothing he can do to add to the trouble.
Although sitting on the floor tiles is a little cooler and harder, Zhang Yao has now reached the initial stage of martial arts, and the energy and blood in his body are much stronger than ordinary people.
Zhang Yao could still bear this little hardship.
petrified!
Boom!
The heart suddenly accelerated its contraction and expansion, and blood rushed to the petrified skin.
In the blink of an eye, the skin on Zhang Yao's forehead turned gray, as if there was a layer of cement dust on it.
Time passes bit by bit.
When the petrification effect disappeared, Zhang Yao continued to petrify.
At this time, the benefit of Zhang Yao's Qi and blood reaching the first stage of martial arts is revealed. After the Qi and blood are strong, it can support Zhang Yao to perform more petrifications.
At the same time, strong qi and blood will slowly nourish the physical body. When performing petrification, Zhang Yao clearly noticed that his heart did not feel like it was about to burst like the previous times.
Half an hour later.
As the energy and blood in his body were greatly depleted, Zhang Yao could no longer use his petrification ability.
Zhang Yao opened the top drawer of the small desk next to the bed. In the drawer, four delicate tubes containing ten milliliters of green potion were mixed together with a few signature pens.
These four green potion tubes are exactly the four tubes of recovery potion.
Zhang Yao bought the four tubes of recovery potion from the Hengyuan Wujue Training Center with the 9,000 yuan in sparring fees he earned during the day.
If calculated based on market value, there are twelve thousand yuan in the drawer at this moment.
Twelve thousand yuan is a huge fortune for an ordinary high school senior.
Zhang Yao opened a tube of recovery potion and drank it in one gulp.
Zhang Yao licked his lips and took a mouthful of three thousand yuan. It didn't feel like drinking potion, but more like drinking money.
Zhang Yao collected the empty tube instead of throwing it into the trash can. Listen to Lao Wu, this tube can be recycled. An intact empty tube is worth one hundred and fifty yuan.
If I collect twenty tubes, I can exchange them for a tube of recovery potion at the market price.
When he first heard that empty pipes were worth 150 yuan, Zhang Yao couldn't help but want to become the King of Junk, specializing in collecting such empty pipes.
But after thinking about it, he let it go. He knew the value of empty pipes, and others were not fools. There were so many pipes out there waiting for Zhang Yao to pick them up.
While waiting for the recovery potion to take effect for a few minutes, the corners of Zhang Yao's mouth suddenly curved.
If Yang Yichen and Jiang Tingting saw his cultivation method, these two Wu Jue in Class 3 would probably get jealous.
You know, when Zhang Yao was a training officer, he drank recovery potions casually. When he returned home, he kept drinking recovery potions.
Although Yang Yichen and Jiang Tingting's families are wealthier than Zhang Yao's family, can they have such conditions?
If Yang Yichen had such training conditions, he would not have sold his classmate Zhang Yao for a tube of recovery potion during self-study tonight.
Speaking of this matter, Zhang Yao was indignant.
First, Yang Yichen was too greedy for profit.
Secondly, he, Zhang Yao, is an awakened person after all, so he is worth a tube of recovery potion? Who are you looking down on?
Write down this account first.
A real man must avenge himself. If there is a chance in the future, he must take care of this kid Yang Yichen.
It takes more than ten minutes for the recovery potion to take effect.
When his energy and blood were full, Zhang Yao used Petrification again.
When practicing, Zhang Yao tried his best to make the petrified skin area larger and the petrified skin last longer.
After some practice, Zhang Yao discovered a problem - when he practiced alone, his practice speed was much slower.
After using Petrify with all your strength, you have to wait for the petrification to collapse before you can use Petrify with all your strength for the second time.
It will take time for Petrochemical to collapse autonomously.
While in the training hall, Li Nanjia could break Zhang Yao's petrification defense with just one punch, forcing Zhang Yao to immediately use petrification for the second time.
Although Zhang Yao was beaten, it must be said that Li Nanjia's punch helped Zhang Yao shorten his training time in disguise.
At this moment, Zhang Yao wondered whether the system had a grudge against him and deliberately awakened a petrification talent to trick him.
Do you want to become stronger quickly?
Go ahead and offend the strong. What doesn't kill you will eventually make you stronger.
Of course, you can also beat yourself up. Even if you can't break the petrified defense, you can still shorten some time.
Zhang Yao thought about it and decided to forget it. He was not a gorilla, so he had no problem beating his chest.
Besides, it was so late at night that I beat myself so hard that I didn’t scare my parents and neighbors.
Two hours later.
Zhang Yao's face was as black as coal, and his face was covered with body dirt overflowing from his pores, exuding a foul odor. Zhang Yao held his breath and tiptoed into the bathroom.
"It's so late, why is Yaoyao still taking a shower?" In her parents' room, Zhang's mother heard the noise, woke up, and asked in a low voice.
"Yaoyao is a boy after all. Boys always grow up, so let's not worry about it." Zhang's father said.
Zhang Yao didn't know about his parents' conversation, otherwise, he would have cried out that he was wronged.
When I returned to the room again, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
Zhang Yao stopped practicing and fell asleep in bed.
Although a warrior's Qi and blood are stronger than ordinary people, they are not infallible. Staying up late once or twice may be okay, but if you stay up late for a long time, the upper limit of Qi and blood may drop. If a warrior has not reached a critical period of cultivation, it is really not worth it for a warrior to stay up late to practice.
The next day, Zhang Yao went to school as usual.
At the end of the last class in the afternoon, Zhang Yao was about to ask for leave from his class teacher, but the class teacher took the initiative to find Zhang Yao and asked Zhang Yao to go to the office.
"Zhang Yao, I heard that you are working as a sparring partner for Li Nanjia in Class 1?" Lao Ban asked.
Zhang Yao understood, and Lao Ban also knew what happened last night.
"Yes, teacher."
"Do your parents know about this? Do they have any opinions?" Lao Ban asked again.
"Both my parents knew about it, and they were very supportive. They also asked me to take advantage of my training time to ask Li Nanjia more about my studies," said Zhang Yao.
"What about yourself?" Lao Ban asked.
"Teacher, I am very lucky to be Li Nanjia's training partner. Li Nanjia has many excellent qualities worth learning from." Zhang Yao said one after another.
If he had said this to someone else, it might have sounded false. But Zhang Yao was talking about Li Nanjia from Class 1. The head teacher of Class 3 did not think it was false at all. Instead, he felt that Zhang Yao was very honest.
After all, Li Nanjia is indeed very, very good.
As long as you are a teacher, who doesn’t want to have a few more students like Li Nanjia in your class?
"How long does a sparring session take?" Lao Ban asked again.
"The time is uncertain," Zhang Yao said. Li Nanjia and Zhang Yao had agreed at the beginning that they would only sparring for an hour at a time, but Zhang Yao couldn't stop Li Nanjia from increasing the price.
"How do you handle the money you earn as a sparring partner?" Lao Ban asked again.
"Keep some living expenses for yourself, and leave the rest to your parents for safekeeping," Zhang Yao said.
"It's right to leave it to your parents for safekeeping. You, a senior high school student, have made so much money all at once. If others find out, you will be easily deceived." Lao Ban nodded.
"I'm here to ask you about the situation. If there's nothing else, you can go back. Remember, you can't fall behind in your studies." Lao Ban warned.
"Thank you for your concern, teacher. Teacher, I was just thinking about coming over to ask for leave. I need to go to the Hengyuan Wujue Training Center tonight." Zhang Yao took out a leave request note.
The old classmate took the leave request, glanced at it, thought for a while, and said: "Let's do it this way. You can come as much as possible during class time in the future. You can arrange your own self-study time in the evening. Come when you can. You don't have to come to me every time to ask for leave."
Of course, the teacher does this because he believes in you. You are a good student. Don’t try to deceive the teacher. The teacher will contact Li Nanjia at any time to confirm whether you are training with her."
The college entrance examination is in three months. The textbooks for the three years of high school have been finished long ago. There are no new knowledge points in the current high school classes.
Every day's class is mainly for teachers of each subject to take the students in the class to explain the questions on the college entrance examination mock papers of each subject.
At Li Nanjia's level, his ability to explain topics and knowledge points to Zhang Yao is no worse than that of a teacher from No. 1 Middle School.
If Zhang Yao really seizes this opportunity, not only will he make money, but his college entrance examination scores will also improve a lot, which is a good thing.
"Thank you, old classmate... no, thank you, teacher." Zhang Yao said.
The old classmate smiled and didn't care. It was nothing new for students to give teachers of various subjects nicknames in private.
For someone like Zhang Yao, it's better to call him Laoban.
For example, the English teacher in Class 3 was given an English nickname by the students, called een.
een.
Doesn’t it mean the number nineteen when translated?
He still doesn't understand what the meaning of this English nickname is, but he can't directly ask his students.
Alas, I'm old and can't keep up with the times.
I remember when I was a student, how could I have the guts to give my teacher a nickname?
As soon as Zhang Yao walked out of Lao Ban's office, he heard Lao Ban's muttering, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
As for helping Lao Ban solve his doubts, forget it.
However, this time the old class allowed Zhang Yao to freely handle his classes and evening self-study time, which made Zhang Yao feel a lot more convenient.