Chapter 10 of 10
Chapter 10
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Strengthening the body definitely can't be done in a fast-food place like KFC. If I were to convulse and fall to the ground during the process, it would be normal for me, but well-meaning people would likely call an ambulance and take me to the hospital for a thorough check-up.
That would be quite embarrassing.
So, I must go home first to do it. I can look for Zhao Hong tomorrow. Knowing his phone number, he won't be able to run away.
Leaving KFC, Luo Chong returned to Dunhua Road and stood about a hundred meters away from the alley where he had just committed the act. He didn't see any police cars or police enter the alley.
That's good. As long as the residents of the alley don't report it, there won't be any problems.
Those two dead guys were wanderers from other places, with no relatives in this city. Their few friends were also the kind who did evil deeds. Even if they can't find those two anymore, they wouldn't dare to report it to the police.
In such missing cases, if the people don't report it, the officials won't investigate. Those two will disappear like stones sinking into the sea, without causing any consequences.
By the time he got home, it was already close to 5 PM. Considering that his mother would be coming home from work soon and might be scared by his nearly comatose state during the strengthening process, Luo Chong could only endure the urgency in his heart and wait until after dinner. After helping his mother clean the kitchen and watching TV with her for a while, he finally returned to his room, locked the door, and began the strength enhancement.
He couldn't tell her about transferring the beach stall for now. He had to wait until he earned money through other means to come up with a strong enough reason to explain it to her.
"Pao Pao, let's start."
Luo Chong lay flat on the bed, fully dressed.
"Okay."
Pao Pao flew out from the spirit space, sat on the edge of the bed, and said with a smile, "Little master, you don't need to be so tense. Strengthening the body isn't that scary; it's just like taking a nap."
"Do I really need to sleep?"
Luo Chong smiled bitterly. "You little rascal, you didn't tell me earlier. If I couldn't wait and tried to strengthen myself at KFC, something would have definitely gone wrong."
"Hehe."
Pao Pao smiled slyly. "At the critical moment, I would definitely stop you. I just didn't expect that you, the little master, could be so patient, not acting like an 18-year-old at all."
"What's wrong with being 18? Does being 18 mean being stupid?"
Luo Chong replied, then slowly closed his eyes and immediately fell into a deep sleep. The body strengthening had already begun.
This sleep was quite long, from around 8 PM until 7 AM the next morning, when his mother woke him up before going to work.
After getting out of bed, Luo Chong clearly felt an abundance of energy, in a state that was hard to imagine. He felt his body had become much lighter, and with every step and every punch, he felt an endless supply of strength.
"Has my strength been enhanced?"
Luo Chong asked urgently, "Pao Pao, how much has my strength increased?"
"Originally it was 6, now it's 8." Pao Pao replied.
"Two points at once?" Luo Chong was overjoyed.
"Yes."
Pao Pao flew out, looking slightly proud, and said, "According to the rules, it should only increase by one point, but Pao Pao is so smart that I made the most reasonable arrangement without your instructions. First, I used the life energy of the weak glasses-wearing man to activate the demon's right eye to strengthen the body, then I used the life energy of the big guy to strengthen your strength."
"Oh?"
Luo Chong realized something and asked, "You mean a person's life energy isn't a fixed value, some are strong, some are weak, and using the life energy of a strong person to strengthen the body will have a particularly good effect, right?"
"Of course."
Pao Pao flew over and lightly tapped Luo Chong's forehead with her small steel fork, not using much force, just to 'wake you up,' and said, "This is an obvious fact. A strong, muscular man and a sickly old man can't have the same life energy. How did you become so stupid, little master?"
"I understand!"
Luo Chong didn't mind Pao Pao's criticism and nodded, saying, "In that case, in the future, when we catch prey, we can use smart people to enhance intelligence, strong people to enhance strength, and agile people to enhance agility... This is the best way to handle it!"
"Right!"
Pao Pao nodded vigorously, giving him a look that said, "You finally get it."
"Strength is now 8, what does that mean?" Luo Chong said softly.
"It should be about the same as a strength-type athlete of the same weight, but not the best." Pao Pao replied, "I haven't seen the so-called strongmen on this planet, but based on the average level of the men I've seen today, the strongest normal person would have a strength of around 15. I'm talking about normal people, not special beings."
"Those foreign strongmen on TV?" Luo Chong added, "But I don't want to become like those big bears, so strong they look like beasts."
"It won't be like that."
Pao Pao giggled, "Although muscle strength is proportional to strength, that's only in normal cases. You are the son of a demon, so even if you are as thin as a rail, you can still have incredible strength."
"That's good."
Luo Chong felt relieved. He only wanted a normal, well-proportioned body, not the exaggerated physique of a bodybuilder.
After washing up, Luo Chong ran downstairs to the fitness area in the courtyard, where there were some public fitness equipment, such as parallel bars and horizontal bars.
Luo Chong liked to exercise and often went down to the courtyard in the morning or evening to work out. For example, with standard pull-ups, he usually did a maximum of 30 in one set, but today he did over 40 in one go and didn't feel it was his limit when he landed.
"Wow, young man, why are you so fierce today?"
A middle-aged man, also a regular fitness enthusiast in the neighborhood, although they didn't know each other's names, would always nod and greet each other when they met.
Today, seeing Luo Chong jump onto the horizontal bar and do over 40 pull-ups in one go, the middle-aged man was incredibly surprised. As a fitness enthusiast, he knew that the world record for pull-ups was less than 50 in one minute.
Although Luo Chong took more than a minute, he showed great potential and was worth a good workout.
"Today I feel great, it must be a special case."
Luo Chong smiled at him, getting a rough idea of his increased strength.
He remembered looking up online that the strongest person in the world, a guy named Lewis, was 1.9 meters tall and weighed over 200 kilograms, with a physique stronger than a full-grown black bear. His strength was astonishing, with a best deep squat of 545 kilograms, which was legendary.
Anyway, Luo Chong felt that a strongman like Lewis would have a strength value much higher than the 15 points Pao Pao mentioned.
The middle-aged man was about to suggest that Luo Chong focus on pull-ups, which might even lead to a national or world record, although it wouldn't make money, it would be a great honor in life...
But before he could speak, Luo Chong's phone rang.
Answering, a gentle and pleasant female voice came from the phone, "Luo Chong, it's me, Song Yuting."
Song Yuting? Why is she calling me?
Luo Chong was slightly taken aback and immediately replied, "Song Yuting, it's me, Luo Chong. Why did you think of calling me? Is there something?"
"I want to... "
Song Yuting's tone was slightly hesitant, but she continued, "I want to see you. Are you free this noon?"
Today is Saturday, and as a senior high school student, she definitely has time to go out. Luo Chong, who doesn't need to set up a stall, also has time.
Luo Chong said, "I do have time, but what's up? Can't you tell me over the phone?"
"Can we meet and talk?" Song Yuting's tone was slightly pleading.
"Sure, sure."
Luo Chong replied, "Time and place, you decide."
"The Starbucks near the aquarium, do you know it?" Song Yuting asked softly, "Can we meet at 12?"
"Sure, no problem." Luo Chong agreed readily, "See you then."
"Okay, see you later, I'll hang up."
Song Yuting hung up the phone.
Luo Chong put the phone back in his pocket and leaned against the horizontal bar post, lost in thought for a moment, wondering why she was looking for him.
Song Yuting, who was originally a school beauty in the senior high school, had been in the same class as Luo Chong, and even sat next to him for a semester in junior high.
Luo Chong knew that Song Yuting's family background was quite unusual, and her father was a leader in the city.
He also knew that since high school, Wang Haoqiang, that scoundrel, had been pursuing Song Yuting, but she refused to accept him and always avoided him.
Luo Chong also knew that the reason he offended Wang Haoqiang might be related to Song Yuting.
However, he and Song Yuting were just ordinary classmates, with no romantic relationship. This was something Luo Chong had never understood. Why did Wang Haoqiang have to pick on him just because he broke his nose?
But at first, it was Wang Haoqiang who falsely accused him of stealing money, which led to the beating.
Luo Chong had a premonition that when he met Song Yuting later, these questions would be resolved, and he would know the answers.
The middle-aged man, seeing Luo Chong's troubled expression, didn't want to bring up the topic of strengthening his training again. He shook his head and went to play on the parallel bars.
After that, Luo Chong returned home, searched online for a few companies or individuals that provided mobile phone location services, and wrote them down on a piece of white paper. Then he changed into a more decent outfit and went out.
He slowly walked to the seaside scenic area, which was only around 10 AM, still early for the time he had agreed to meet Song Yuting. However, Luo Chong was also thinking, "She chose the coffee shop near the aquarium, so she must already know that I set up a stall in this area, right?"
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