There is a slight throbbing pain in my temple, as if there is an insect scurrying around in my temple.
Wang Jin turned over and sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his temples vigorously. He felt that the sequelae of this death seemed to be much smaller than the last time.
When he woke up after his first death in the dream world, his whole head was empty, as if his energy had been drained, and he was in a daze. It took him a while to recover.
But this time when he died, he only felt a slight throbbing pain in his temples. In addition, his brain felt a little empty.
No more intense discomfort.
"It seems that as my strength gradually becomes stronger, the sequelae left by death in the dream will gradually weaken..."
Wang Jin guessed this.
Does this mean that as his strength becomes stronger and stronger, he can die in dreams without any scruples in the future without leaving any sequelae in the real world?
So in the future, should I look for some killing moves that are so powerful and have such terrible side effects? In this way, if I encounter zombies that I can't deal with in the dream world, I can completely use it as a self-destruct truck.
One limit for another...
Wang Jin was thoughtful.
He got up and put on his clothes, then thought about the ridiculously powerful zombie in his dream last night.
He could feel that the zombie's strength was probably in the middle stage of Qi Hai.
But why is it so powerful that it is so difficult to deal with?
Is there such a big difference between the early stage of Qi Sea and the middle stage of Qi Sea?
He couldn't understand.
"No matter what, the next time I fall into a dream, it will be your death."
Wang Jin muttered to himself that even though he died in his dream last night, the attack before his death was unleashed and all of the zombie's arms had been cut off.
The next time he falls asleep, Wang Jin believes that he will never be as embarrassed as last night.
When I opened the door and came out, my brother Wang Yuan was the only one sitting at the table in the living room, drinking porridge in small sips.
"Brother, you're awake." Seeing Wang Jin coming out, Wang Yuan raised his head.
"Where are your parents? Isn't today the weekend?" Wang Jin asked as he sat down.
"My parents went to see the villa that President Lu gave us yesterday."
Wang Yuan said with a smile: "Even though my parents refused so decisively yesterday, they still couldn't bear to part with a villa. They got up early this morning and discussed going to that villa to have a look. If they thought the villa was suitable, we might as well
Our family will move there in a few days."
He quickly drank the porridge in the bowl, then stood up and put on his coat: "Brother, I'm going out first."
"Where are you going?"
Wang Jin was a little confused: "Isn't today the weekend?"
A trace of hesitation flashed across Wang Yuan's face: "Go to the martial arts gym. The coach asked me to go over and practice more today."
After saying that, without waiting for Wang Jin to speak, he went downstairs.
"Going to the martial arts gym?" Listening to Wang Yuan's voice climbing up and down the stairs, Wang Jin shook his head helplessly: "This kid is definitely not going to do anything good."
The trace of hesitation on Wang Yuan's face had already told Wang Jin that he was lying.
Wang Jin is not worried about Wang Yuan. His younger brother has been a standard "other people's child" since he was a child. He is good in character and academics and never causes trouble.
After quickly finishing the porridge and cleaning up the mess, Wang Jin also picked up his coat and went out.
…
At the entrance of a martial arts gym, Zhou Tong was pacing back and forth anxiously.
Since the last time he separated from Wang Jin, Zhou Tong has been counting the days almost every day, waiting for the day when he can contact Wang Jin.
Wang Jin left such a deep impression on him at the beginning. His energy and blood values were so high that he was extremely abnormal.
It was a complete instant kill of those so-called geniuses in Yuancheng No. 1 Middle School.
When Wang Jin parted from him, he had personally promised that when he returned from the training camp three months later, he would try to help him, which might help him quickly increase his energy and blood.
During this period of time, he almost looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to today three months later.
After contacting Wang Jin yesterday, Wang Jin made an appointment with him to meet him today.
For this reason, he got up early and has been waiting at the gate of the martial arts hall for more than an hour.
"Brother, you won't let me go..."
Seeing that the appointed time was coming soon, but Wang Jin was still nowhere to be seen, Zhou Tong became more and more anxious.
Before the college entrance examination last year, he went to martial arts gyms frequently. He had been to basically every martial arts gym in Yuancheng City, large and small, and tried the so-called unique secret techniques of each martial arts gym.
However, without exception, his blood value just did not increase.
It was precisely because of this that his father was extremely disappointed with him and directly cut off his financial support and refused to pay for his training in various martial arts schools.
In desperation, Zhou Tong could only leave the martial arts hall.
It can be said that Wang Jin is his only life-saving straw now.
Before the college entrance examination, whether his vitality and blood levels can improve all depends on Wang Jin.
Wang Jin was kind enough to come over this time, so Zhou Tong naturally couldn't let Wang Jin teach him on the street.
No matter what, he had to show that he valued Wang Jin.
So I gritted my teeth and shamelessly asked a coach I knew from Hengqiao Martial Arts School to help open a martial arts studio.
"Brother Jin, Brother Jin, please don't let me down..." He muttered in his heart.
"Hey, isn't this my dear brother?"
Suddenly, a familiar and disgusting voice came.
A boy who looked somewhat similar to Zhou Tong was walking towards the martial arts gym surrounded by several people.
"Zhou Xiang, what are you doing here?"
Zhou Tong's face looked very ugly.
This boy who looks somewhat similar to him is his stepmother's half-brother.
Although he is his younger brother, his talent is completely different from his. He is only in the second year of high school, and his health value has reached 0.83. He is a genuine young genius.
When he was only a sophomore in high school, his vitality level was already higher than that of Zhou Tong, who had repeated his studies for a year.
It is precisely because of this that his father always pays more attention to him at home and responds to Zhou Xiang's series of requests.
Relying on the favor of his parents, Zhou Xiang looked down upon his half-brother more and more, making things difficult for Zhou Tong at every turn, and would always step on him severely when he got the chance.
His father also turned a blind eye to this and allowed Zhou Xiang to bully Zhou Tong.
Not to mention the stepmother, who even fanned the flames intentionally or unintentionally.
Zhou Tong, who was isolated and helpless, was bullied by his younger brother everywhere at home, but his parents turned a blind eye and even tried to defend Zhou Xiang.
One can imagine how frustrated Zhou Tong was at home.
You can also imagine how poor Zhou Tong's sense of his younger brother was.
"What am I doing here? Of course I'm here to practice in the martial arts hall."
Zhou Xiang burst out laughing: "I should ask you this, right? What are you doing in front of Hengqiao Martial Arts School? As far as I know, your pocket money has been cut off by your father, right? You don't have money to pay tuition, you
What did you do in front of the martial arts gym? To eavesdrop on the secret techniques of other martial arts gyms?
Brother, I’m not telling you, you are really embarrassing to your father. After all, you are also the eldest son of our Zhou Pharmaceutical Company, and now you are reduced to the situation of eavesdropping on other people’s secret techniques outside the martial arts hall? Do you want me to lend you a hand?
How much money do you have to let you go in and study openly for a day?"
Several people around him also laughed.
"Zhou Xiang, don't be proud!"
Zhou Tong's face turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you just rely on your parents' favor to achieve your current achievements? I have already met a master, and with him training me, within a few days, my energy and blood will be
More than you!"
"Master?"
Zhou Xiang dismissed it: "What kind of master can you recognize for a loser like you? So what if a real master trains you? Do you still want to catch up with me? Go ahead and dream of your spring and Autumn period! Come on, let's enter the martial arts gym.
, let this waste wait for the so-called master outside!"
After saying that, he ignored Zhou Tong's increasingly ugly expression and swaggered into the martial arts hall with a few people around him.
"Little bastard, just wait for me..." Zhou Tong gritted his teeth. If he hadn't been Zhou Xiang's opponent, he would have gone up and taught him a lesson.
It's sad to say that he is obviously his elder brother and several years older than Zhou Xiang, but he is no match for Zhou Xiang.
In contrast, Zhou Xiang attracted much attention and shined brightly. Not only his parents, but also his neighbors, relatives and friends all praised him highly.
On the other hand, he is an out-and-out martial arts waste. After one year of repeating his studies, his vitality has not improved at all, and is even falling. He has been looked down upon by others, and even been ignored by his parents.
All kinds of grievances were brewing in his heart, and even the tip of Zhou Tong's nose felt a little sore.
His only hope now is Wang Jin.
It was obvious that he and Wang Jin just met by chance.
However, for some reason, he was full of hope for Wang Jin.
Perhaps it was because of Wang Jin's abnormal energy and blood that he showed in the Wumeng Building three months ago, which gave him hope.
He had a hunch that this pervert, whose health value was close to that of a second-level warrior three months ago, would be able to complete an astonishing transformation in the few months before the college entrance examination.
"Brother Jin... Whether I can change my miserable fate depends entirely on you!"
He whispered to himself.
"A tragic fate?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his ears. He was startled and looked up suddenly, only to see a figure standing silently beside him.
It was Wang Jin whom I hadn’t seen in three months.
"Brother Jin! You are finally here!"
Seeing the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, and then shouted out in surprise.
He didn't even dare to recognize him for the first time. This was Wang Jin whom he hadn't seen for three months.
It is true that Wang Jin has changed too much. Three months ago, although Wang Jin had a bright and clear temperament, he was not what he is today.
When I saw him today, Wang Jin's temperament became more and more settled. His facial features were as sharp as a knife and an axe, and his entire face was like a marble sculpture without any flaws.
It has reached a point where it is enough to make a debut on the spot.
"rest assured."
Wang Jin took a deep look at Zhou Tong and said in a calm voice: "After today, your destiny will change from today."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the martial arts hall.
Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment behind him, with the fire of hope burning in his eyes.
With unprecedented excitement on his face, he quickly followed Wang Jin.