Chapter 10 of 10

Chapter 10

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"Stop making such a fuss, just shut up, are you trying to be annoying!" The man sitting in the living room watching TV finally couldn't hold back and shouted, not knowing whether he was speaking to Wang Wuyin or the woman.

"You really are a waste of food..." The woman muttered a few words, then stopped talking and just urged Wang Wuyin to wash the grapes quickly.

As soon as Wang Wuyin finished washing the grapes, his aunt-in-law tasted two of them first, then put the grapes in a plate. She waddled over to deliver the grapes to her brother, not leaving a single grape for Wang Wuyin. Before leaving, she threw another sentence at Wang Wuyin.

"Don't forget to mop the floor clean, under the table and under the sofa. In a couple of days, my colleague will be coming over, and also, take out the trash from the kitchen and the living room. You can't leave the trash overnight, it will start to smell. You need to keep the house clean..."

Wang Wuyin remained silent like a machine, not saying a word, and started sweeping and mopping the floor.

While Wang Wuyin was working, the man in the living room kept changing channels and watching TV. When Wang Wuyin's mop or broom came close, the man didn't look at Wang Wuyin, he just lifted his foot.

The woman, on the other hand, started applying a face mask, then stood on a newly bought fat-reducing machine, turning it on to reduce her fat. Her body jiggled disgustingly as she complained to the man about how she had gained a few pounds since the New Year and needed more exercise. She mentioned that someone from her office had gone to the Maldives two months ago and showed her many beautiful photos, and another person from her office had bought a BMW and driven it to work. She wanted to lose weight, wear a swimsuit, and go to the Maldives this summer, and she wanted the man to earn more money to buy a BMW...

By the time Wang Wuyin finished all the housework, it was nearly 11:30 PM.

Just as he returned from throwing out the trash in the neighborhood, the woman, wearing pajamas and a face mask, appeared in front of Wang Wuyin like a ghost, looking down at him and saying, "Your cousin doesn't want to eat noodles for breakfast tomorrow. Cook him some eggs and make some oatmeal. Remember to put plenty of malted milk in the oatmeal to make it nutritious. Don't just know how to cook noodles, use your brain. I don't know how you managed to get through high school!"

After saying this, the woman and Wang Wuyin's uncle, who was yawning and turning off the TV, went to their room to rest.

Only then did Wang Wuyin feel free to return to his room.

What was called a room was actually a small storage room created by enclosing a balcony near the bathroom. The room, about ten square meters, was cramped and cluttered with several boxes and household items. Wang Wuyin's bed was a small, foldable steel bed, with more items piled under it. There wasn't even a desk for him to do his homework; he usually did his homework on a box. Such a room, even a regular nanny wouldn't live in, but this family considered it a great favor to Wang Wuyin.

Wang Wuyin knew why his uncle and aunt had arranged such a room for him. They were afraid that if he really got into college, his aunt would come to the house and demand that they pay for his tuition. So, his study conditions at home were very poor, which was one of the main reasons for his poor academic performance at school. Whenever he returned home, he had almost no time or space to study.

Wang Wuyin closed the door to his room, sat down next to the box where he did his homework, and sat quietly for two minutes to calm down. Then he took out a new exercise book, closed his eyes, and recalled the memories in his head, starting to write them down.

In the next thirty years, many significant events would happen on Earth. Wang Wuyin was afraid he would forget them over time, so he wanted to organize them and write down the major events he still remembered while his mind was clear and his memory was fresh.

After calming down and recalling carefully, Wang Wuyin realized that his memories seemed extraordinary. Every event he had experienced over the next thirty years appeared in his mind like a movie, with vivid and detailed scenes. Many details became vivid as soon as he recalled them. He even remembered the questions and estimated answers of the college entrance exam he had taken a year later, as well as the answers that were released afterward, in great detail...

This frightened Wang Wuyin himself. He didn't understand why he could remember so clearly. Was it because of the rebirth?

Wang Wuyin kept writing, recording all the major and important events he remembered, filling two large exercise books.

These were very important events and information that could influence and decide the fate of countless people. As for the college entrance exam answers, Wang Wuyin didn't bother to write them down.

While he was writing...

"Bang..." The door to Wang Wuyin's room was suddenly kicked from the outside, startling him. Then a rude and impolite voice came from outside, "It's so late, and you're still not sleeping? Is electricity free in this house?"

This was the voice of his cousin, Shen Hao. Every night, when he went to the bathroom, he would tiptoe to Wang Wuyin's room and scare him or wake him up from his sleep, which had become one of Shen Hao's pleasures in the house.

Shen Hao was also a fool, with terrible academic performance. His bullying skills were learned perfectly from his equally foolish mother. Wang Wuyin knew that Shen Hao wouldn't get into any university next year, as his college entrance exam score wouldn't even reach the minimum requirement for a junior college. But he cried and made a fuss, wanting to go to college. In the end, his family had to pay for him to attend a wildcat university in another province. His mother boasted to everyone that Shen Hao was a college student, who had been admitted to a good school in another province and would work at BAT in the future, exaggerating to the sky...

Similarly, after the future crisis arrived, he never saw this family again.

Faced with the harassment, Wang Wuyin didn't say a word, just turned off the light. The footsteps outside then headed toward the bathroom, and the sound of the toilet flushing could be heard.

After the sound left the bathroom, Wang Wuyin, using the moonlight from the window, carefully read through the content he had written on the paper twice, his eyes shining. After memorizing everything and confirming that he wouldn't forget, he opened the window of the storage room to ventilate it, found an old coal stove from the pile of items, and threw the two exercise books filled with writing into the stove, lighting them with a lighter and burning them directly.

In the firelight of the stove, Wang Wuyin's eyes sparkled with a strange light...

After the paper turned to ashes, he scooped out the ashes from the stove, wrapped them up, opened the door, and went to the bathroom, flushing the ashes down the toilet.

After washing up in the bathroom, Wang Wuyin returned to his room, stood still, and assumed a qigong starting posture, trying to see if he could continue practicing the qigong he had learned in the military. However, he found that this body was too weak, clearly lacking in qi and blood, and the pineal gland, which was most closely related to cultivation, had already calcified, making him a muggle.

Muggle—Muggle, a term first appeared in the Harry Potter novels, referring to ordinary people who cannot practice magic. In the future, this term would be used in reality to refer to people who cannot open their body's potential through qigong practice to gain various special abilities.

People with calcified pineal glands are essentially muggles!

To cultivate, one must first break free from the muggle state and do a lot of preparation, which cannot be achieved in a short time.

Thinking about this, Wang Wuyin stopped practicing qigong and quietly performed a set of military boxing in the bedroom, doing twenty minutes of bodyweight training without any equipment, breaking into a sweat and feeling somewhat tired. After a moment to catch his breath, he lay down to sleep, resting quietly and recovering his strength, waiting for the next day.

Using the special method he had learned in the military, Wang Wuyin quickly entered a deep sleep.

A thousand threads, starting with self-reliance!

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