Chapter 24 Rewards and Questioning (Two chapters in one)
[It was detected that the player had completed the first time breaking into a house, stealing gold coins from corpses, and coercing others to commit illegal acts, which were highly consistent with his identity. ]“???”
Feng Mu's face was full of black lines: "Mmmm, I am kind-hearted by nature, and all my actions were forced to protect myself. System, please don't make random judgments. It's slander, all slander."
[The current reward has been issued and the reward has been delivered! ]“.…..”
Feng Mu's face turned from gloomy to happy: "Okay, system, you have realized your mistake, and have already given compensation, and it has been deposited into the account in real time, so I will magnanimously forgive you."
The moral bottom line of time travelers is so flexible. It’s not Feng Mu’s fault. It’s all the sins committed by the corruption of capital in the previous life.
Feng Mu opened the reward, and a silver exclamation mark exploded on his 3D portrait, changing to - [General skill proficiency 10,000 points. "Sure enough, the rewards that can directly affect oneself are credited to the account in real time." Feng Muxin said.
This reward indirectly proves that the last reward was an external object, and the delivery courier might have really had an accident on the road.
It’s a bit like in my previous life when the logistics were stuck on the road for several days and I would become suspicious, wondering if the logistics truck had overturned, the courier was dead, the goods were lost, my goods could not be delivered, and whether there was insurance compensation? After his thoughts wandered for 5 seconds, Feng Mu began to study the usage of [General Skill Proficiency].
"If there are points, it means you can add some points, right?"
"I have no idea whether 10,000 points is a lot or a little."
Feng Mu focused his gaze over there and pulled down the three-dimensional portrait, revealing a shabby list of skills.
General Skill List: Basic Boxing (Elementary) [66/100] Basic Kicks (Elementary) [14/100] Physical Fitness (Not Mastered) The moment Feng Mu's eyes moved, a "+" sign appeared behind Basic Boxing and Basic Kicks, and there was a blank sign behind Physical Fitness.
Feng Mu: “….”
So I do gymnastics so hard every day just to flirt with the blind. Don’t I have any dignity when doing gymnastics? Feng Mu was so angry that he trembled: "Because the posture is not standard, it is equivalent to rubbing at the entrance without entering the hole, so you can't get the certificate~"
But Feng Mu thought again: "Is it possible that it is because I have never mastered the correct posture, so every time I do gymnastics, I sweat profusely and my digestion speed is so fast?!!"
Because his bones are weak, he has not mastered physical exercises, so he has to work ten times harder with sweat, so he consumes a lot of energy, gets hungry quickly, and his food intake increases rapidly! The logic seems to be closed, so the conclusion is - turning waste into blessing! ! ! "You can't add any points to the gymnastics exercises. You have to keep training like this." Feng Mu looked inexplicably proud. You didn't expect that this would be a useful thing for me.
I don't want to add any more gymnastics, and I can't add any more.
Then we can only instill love into basic boxing and basic leg techniques.
Feng Mu silently said: "Destiny, add some points."
The icon becomes blurry for a moment.
Basic Boxing (Intermediate) [1/500] Basic Kicks (Intermediate) [1/500] [Remaining General Skill Proficiency: 9880] A memory of punching and kicking suddenly appeared in my mind. The movements were very straight and coherent. It was as if I was using all my strength to punch and kick.
A strange flow of heat flowed out of his limbs, surrounding the joints of his fists and feet, and lasted for half a minute like a massage.
Feng Mu subconsciously got into boxing stance and threw a punch. He immediately felt something different. His originally stiff and slow movements became particularly smooth and continuous.
It feels like it has been honed and honed and has been embedded in muscle memory.
Feng Mu followed his feeling and simply performed a basic boxing technique. The basic boxing technique was very concise and it took less than 5 minutes to perform it once.
"The punching movements are more standard, and the connection between the moves is more coherent. It turns out that there are many details to be refined in the basic boxing techniques."
Feng Mu compared the films he had played before in his mind, and it was simply based on the defense.
Then he glanced at the skill panel and was stunned.
Basic Boxing (Intermediate) [1/500], the value did not increase? "I have practiced the basic boxing techniques seriously, but my proficiency has not increased. Is there something wrong with the system calculation?"
Feng Mu pondered for a moment. He searched his mind for the new memories of his training and compared them. His mouth gradually opened until it couldn't close.
In the extra memories, I didn't just perform the basic punches 34 times and the basic kicks 86 times, but I performed a full 471 punches and 1477 kicks.
Feng Mu did a rough calculation in his head and concluded that his boxing skills were multiplied by 13 times and his leg skills were multiplied by 17 times.
He came up with two possible explanations:
"The first type is that there is a coefficient addition between proficiency and the actual number of practice. The coefficient for basic boxing is 13, which means that you have to practice boxing 13 times to convert it into 1 point of proficiency. The coefficient for leg techniques is even higher, so you need to practice 17 times."
"The second one is not that you can increase your proficiency by 1 point after 13 punches, but that, as far as I can remember, I only had one perfect punch every 13 times. That means that on average, 12 out of 13 punches failed and only one was successful. The kicks were even worse, with only one success out of 17."
Feng Mu tends to believe the first possibility because the second explanation is too horrible.
In the memories instilled by the system, the failure rate is so terrifying. If it were my real self to operate it, the failure rate would probably be earth-shattering.
"It should be the first one. How is this coefficient calculated?"
Feng Mu muttered to himself: "Basic boxing is almost not difficult, so it can only be a factor of my physique. With my physique of 49 points, I have to punch 13 times to increase my proficiency by 1 point."
"The higher your aptitude, the lower your coefficient, and the fewer times you need to practice to achieve 1 point of proficiency."
"No wonder those top students with excellent physiques make rapid progress in martial arts, and upgrading is as easy as drinking water, while those with poor physiques, no matter how hard they work every day, make no progress in martial arts, and their progress is as easy as constipation."
"There may be a coefficient gap of more than ten times, or even dozens of times, and it doesn't take long for the gap to become a chasm, and it will get bigger and bigger until it becomes a natural barrier for reproductive isolation."
After Feng Mu figured out the key points, he looked at [Remaining General Skill Proficiency: 9880], and his eyes immediately glowed green, just like the mighty Fahai embracing the naked white snake spirit, or like the wild monkeys from Mount Emei sneaking into the Peach Garden in Heaven.
He was so mouth-watering that his mouth was covered with saliva.
"The coefficient of general skill proficiency is 1, and it should be a constant coefficient of 1 regardless of the difficulty of the martial arts."
"That is to say, without using general skill proficiency, I am a useless person with a 49th bone strength, but if I want to, I can transform into a terrifying monster in a matter of minutes."
"After all, a coefficient of 1 should be the lowest in theory. Even a genius with a 100-point physique may not be able to achieve a coefficient of 1~"
"There are still 9880 times left. What a loss. I shouldn't have used the basic punches and kicks."
Feng Mu has realized the value of [General Skill Proficiency]. These points, which are applied equally to all goods, should be spent on the most expensive goods.
And, the most expensive item on Feng Mu at this moment is - [Crane Claw Skill]!
It is actually a waste to spend general proficiency points on [Crane Claw Skill]. After all, when you open the blood-stained cover, you can see a line of printed fonts clearly marked on the title page.
Martial arts rating: second level
Part of training: Claw skills
Minimum requirements for practice: Punch power level 2.0, speed 1.5, frequency skills 1.0, bone recommendation: 65 Warning: If the minimum requirements are not met, forced practice will increase the probability of injury and cause side effects not limited to muscle damage, broken tendons, and broken finger bones.
At the bottom is stamped the red official seal of the Martial Arts General Administration.
The Martial Arts General Administration has many functions. The most important one, in addition to being responsible for coordinating the annual martial arts examinations, is to grade martial arts and give recommendations and requirements for training.
According to the latest revised rules of the Martial Arts General Administration, most martial arts can be included in the nine-grade rating system, with grade one being the lowest and grade nine being the highest.
The factors that affect the rating mainly include the difficulty of practice, the number of parts covered by the practice, the advantages after practice, the side effects, and the lethality after practice.
Basic boxing, basic leg techniques, and physical training are not included in this category. They are basic teaching materials and are also jokingly referred to as low-quality martial arts.
Feng Mu had been in high school for three years, but he had not been able to learn a set of entry-level martial arts. In addition to poverty, the most important thing was that the starting price for practicing even the lowest-level martial arts was 60 points of root bone.
As he hadn't received the golden finger yet, he had neither the money nor the courage to practice.
Now, those seemingly terrifying side effects won’t scare Feng Mu away easily.
"Muscle damage, broken tendons, shattered finger bones, that's all?" Feng Mu curled his lips and sneered, without any fear in his heart.
Feng Mu flipped through the "Crane Claw Kung Fu" and felt that the entry requirements were not difficult. He just needed to prepare a basin of iron beads and lubricating oil.
Feng Mu was stunned for a moment, grabbed a handful of iron beads from his pocket, stuffed them into his mouth and swallowed them, with a rather intriguing look on his face.
"On the way to work later, I can stop by the bookstore to see if there are any better options for cheats, and then make a decision."
Feng Mu heard slight noises coming from the living room. He stood up, opened the curtains, went upstairs to turn on the lights to illuminate the world, and a new day began.
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bookstore.
The martial arts area on the second floor is filled with low-grade martial arts secrets, mostly first and second grades, and third grades are relatively rare.
Feng Mu was a little disappointed that he didn't see any higher-quality martial arts secrets, but he didn't find it strange. In fact, it was already very good that the bookstore could sell some low-quality martial arts secrets.
The more rigid the class structure, the more monopolized the knowledge.
Ordinary knowledge may still be allowed to circulate and exchange, but advanced knowledge must be strictly controlled by the upper class. It is a true seller's market.
It is only possible to buy it with something more expensive than money.
There are three third-level secret books in the bookstore, namely "Bull Demon Power", "Monument-Splitting Palm", and "Long-Armed Snake Fist", with prices of 210,000, 140,000, and 150,000 respectively.
Feng Mu secretly smacked his lips: "It's expensive."
He picked up one at random and flipped through it casually, only to find that these books only had a cover and a table of contents, and the contents inside were all wordless books.
Like the model phones in mobile phone stores, they only display the practice requirements and grade introduction of the exercises, and the rest are all blank paper for show.
"That's right. This prevents people with good memory from memorizing the secret book directly." Feng Mu thought with regret.
"Bull Demon Power", level three, cultivates the Qi and blood standing meditation on the body parts, and comes with 16 boxing techniques.
Minimum requirements for practice: Punch strength level 3.6, speed 1.5, frequency skills 1.2, recommended bone structure: 70. Additional requirements: sufficient Qi and blood. Note: If the minimum requirements are not met or if the Qi and blood are insufficient, forcing the practice may cause the fascia of the whole body to break and death from heart failure.
Feng Mu couldn't afford it, so he just looked at it out of curiosity. Then his eyelids jumped and he silently put the book back on the shelf.
There are two third-grade secret books left, which are better than "Bull Demon Power". The side effects will not spread to the whole body and cause sudden death, but only disability in the hands.
"[Iron Eater] should be able to resist damage to the bones, and [Feast] can heal injuries, but a technique that can easily cause sudden death is something that even I have to be cautious about." Feng Mu couldn't afford it, but that didn't stop him from enjoying his future plans.
I can't afford the third grade, but the price range of the second grade is very large, ranging from 10,000 to 90,000.
"Crane Claw Kung Fu" is also among them, priced at 47,000.
There was no need to compare the rest of the secrets, so Feng Mu turned and left the bookstore. His shopping philosophy had been very simple in both of his lives, that is, more expensive things must be better.
He only had 12,400 in his wallet, and nothing he could afford could compare to Crane Claw.
When leaving the bookstore, the perfumed saleswoman glanced at him indifferently and wiped the fingerprints off the hard cover of the secret book with a dry cloth.
Books are expensive and should not be defiled by poor people, even if this book is just a sample!
The saleswoman held a noble ideal. As she wiped the clothes, she complained to her boss: "The District 9 government should enact a law to prohibit poor people from entering bookstores with their soles."
The boss, who had a bulging beer belly, agreed with the saleswoman's idea and earnestly instructed her, "Wipe it clean, and be careful not to leave your fingerprints on it."
The saleswoman really thought the boss was a little stupid. She said complacently, "Don't worry, boss. I'm wearing gloves."
After leaving the bookstore, Feng Mu had no idea that he was despised by the bookstore. He got on his bike and rushed to the incinerator.
There are obviously more gang members on the road. In addition to stopping passing students for questioning, they also question drunkards on the roadside and breakfast shops on the street.
With a stern expression and a ferocious tone, he was looking for a lame man wearing a mask.
Feng Mu was also stopped. He put his foot on the bicycle stirrup, supported himself with one leg, and said quietly, "I have never seen a lame person. I just left the house and went to work."
The gangster stared at Feng Mu with a stern face for two seconds, then suddenly took out the roster and glanced at it, then asked, "Your name is Feng Mu, a student of No. 47 Middle School, right?"
Feng Mu smiled bitterly: "I used to be, but now I've dropped out of school and I'm just an incinerator worker."
"Where did you go after school on the afternoon of March 15th?" The gangsters began to interrogate according to the words taught by their superiors, while observing Feng Mu's expression carefully with sharp eyes.
Feng Mu had a confused look on his face. He was thankful for the interrogation scenes in the criminal investigation dramas in his previous life, which prevented him from blurting out the answer by heart.
He recalled and shook his head, "I can't remember, I should have gone home."
The gangster's gaze obviously relaxed a little. According to Brother Bin's teachings, it is normal to answer that you can't remember. On the contrary, those who blurt out a clear trajectory of action are more like lies.
A normal person may not be able to remember what he had for dinner last night, let alone what he did in the afternoon 10 days ago.
"On March 15th, many students in your class dropped out, but you did not. You dropped out on March 18th. Think carefully about what you did after school that day. Why didn't you drop out with others that day, but instead delayed it until March 18th?" The gangster reminded, looking at the information recorded on the table.
Feng Mu suddenly realized: "Oh, that day, because of the expulsion, I was very depressed, so I left school early and wandered around outside, and then went home to sleep at night."
Gang thug: "Is there any witness?"
Feng Mu shook his head: "I don't know, maybe someone saw me on the road, I didn't pay much attention. At night, where else can I go if I'm not sleeping at home?"
Feng Mu's answer was ambiguous, and he threw the question back with a rhetorical question at the end. He looked a little confused but very frank, and he didn't look like the cunning murderer at all.
The gang thugs basically believed it, but they still asked: "Why didn't you drop out of school?"
Feng Mu sighed, "You may be dreaming. Besides, my father is the head of the police station. He is quite authoritarian. I have to go home and get his approval for such a big thing as dropping out of school."
When the gangsters heard the word "police station", disgust was evident on their faces, and they waved their hands irritably to signal Feng Muke to get out.
Feng Mu took back his feet, one heavy and one light, and pedaled the two wheels very fast... (End of this chapter)
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