Of course, even though they complained incessantly, Fang Hua remained unmoved.

He was very busy. In the morning, he had to do a full day's worth of training, with his ten-minute break time compressed into five minutes. In the afternoon, he had to go to military school, and in the evening, he would compete in a tournament. When he got home, he still had homework to do. Fortunately, he became more and more familiar with his work and worked faster and faster, which improved his efficiency a lot. He even had time to continue counting Fang Rong's breathing.

He has a quirk: he likes to count Fang Rong's breathing or his heartbeat. He only feels at ease when he has finished counting, as if a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.

Of course, he's been getting busier lately, so he's lost interest in this hobby, but now that he's picked it up again, he feels really cute.

Actually, what he liked most was being with Fang Rong. Even if they didn't do anything, just being together gave him a sense of happiness. He especially liked working with Fang Rong, like an old married couple.

He buys groceries and washes dishes, while Fang Rong cooks and plates the food. The men work together, making the work less tiring.

He is a very punctual person. He will never be a minute early or a minute late. As soon as it is mealtime, he will put down everything and obediently go to buy groceries.

Even when the instructors called him, he wouldn't respond. Because of this, the instructors had several fights with him, of course, he would just listen while the instructors yelled at him.

The instructor was a simple and honest man who could swear and curse at anyone. Unfortunately, he ran into Fang Hua, who always let it go in one ear and out the other, and in the end, he just went about his business.

He was participating in a tournament, and people challenged him every day. At first, there were very few people, so he had to take the initiative to challenge others. Later, a few nobodies came, and although they were far from being his match, he still obediently finished the match.

Later, perhaps because he won more and more times, more and more people challenged him, and eventually even generals came up to challenge him. Of course, what they liked to say most was, "Let's be friends!"

The other party sent a message right after we finished the call.

"I'm quite curious about you. Let's add each other as friends and chat."

He declined.

"Sorry, the other party rejected you and dropped a bombshell on you!"

The man was taken aback when he received it. He was a royal minister, from a prestigious family, and of great wealth. How could someone refuse him?

Bang!

The bomb exploded, covering his face.

"..."

Fang Hua quickly moved on to the next battle. The opponent was an orc who transformed into a ferocious beast from the start, gleaming with sharp claws and swishing his tail as he circled the arena.

This is an ancient way of testing, just like how lions and tigers chase their prey away to see what the weakest part is and what its flaws are, just like what they are doing now.

There were some simulated training grounds around, including deserts and swamps. They chose a forest, as forests are the best training ground for orcs.

Many people watched the fight, and some even placed bets to encourage their supporters. That person was quite popular, but not as popular as him. He had enough money to spend on gold coins in just one fight. In fact, he didn't care about these external things.

Of course, because Fang Rong liked it, he unconsciously wanted to make more.

"roar!"

A roar rang out, startling countless birds in the trees. This seemed to be some kind of signal. The two began to wrestle. Fang Hua never transformed into a beast; he preferred his human form, where he was agile and free.

Giant trees fell one by one, unable to withstand the two's struggle. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and claw marks were everywhere. Fang Hua jumped onto a tree to avoid the dense attacks from behind.

He lowered his eyes and glanced back. A thin, translucent ice crystal appeared on his fingertip, radiating a cold light. Its edges were sharp and smooth, and if one were to accidentally cut it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I have a little donkey, which I never ride. One day, on a whim, I rode it to the market..."

The vulgar and silly children's song "Little Donkey" has been around for hundreds of years. It was recently rediscovered because of its funny lyrics and became a hit on the internet. He then casually turned it into a ringtone.

Fang Hua was stunned for a moment. The alarm clock rang, and it was time to buy groceries.

His opponent wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass by, so he lifted a huge rock and hurled it down, which landed right on Fang Hua's head with a bang.

"Sorry, you're dead!" Fang Hua was awakened by the system's notification and obediently left the arena to buy groceries with his shopping basket.

Today he wanted to eat spicy diced chicken. He had it once before and it tasted delicious, but Fang Rong only made it once because it was complicated to make.

Later, when I bought ingredients again, I would just stir-fry them casually, and the taste was completely different.

Fang Rong seems to be very happy these past few days, but sometimes she's also quite down. She's been nicer to him than before, indulging his every whim and even cooking delicious meals for him. So today he bought some ingredients to see if Fang Rong could cook.

He wanted to eat it, but he didn't say so. He would eat whatever Fang Rong cooked it, but it would be even better if there were spicy diced chicken.

He went to the supermarket with familiarity, but at first he didn't know where the wet market was. Later he found it, so he kept buying things at the wet market, supposedly because the prices were more affordable.

Fang Hua didn't care about this. He never really had a concept of money and just gave it all to Fang Rong. Sometimes Fang Rong would sleep soundly while counting the money at night. He asked the instructor how he could earn more money.

The instructor connected him to a military 3D network where he could earn money by playing matches. He could easily earn coins a day, with one coin being equivalent to one yuan. He could earn ten yuan per match. His opponents were becoming increasingly difficult to deal with, and he could only play three or four matches in two hours, which would earn him thirty or forty yuan.

Of course, as more and more people watched his matches, his supporters spread throughout the entire military region. Everyone was a man, generous with their money, and would casually tip from ten to a hundred yuan. However, unexpected events would happen from time to time. For example, when it was time to buy groceries, he was a very punctual person and felt that nothing was more important than buying groceries on time.

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