Chapter 5: First-level Iron Eater
At breakfast, only Feng Mu and his mother Wang Xiuli were there.
It was only then that he realized that the police station had taken on a big case last night and Feng Ju had not returned home all night. However, Feng Yuhuai had been promoted to a boarding student yesterday because of his excellent physique.
Living on campus is a privilege only for top students. It means being the focus of the school, having 24-hour access to the martial arts classroom, and having teachers continue to teach you...at night after school.
It's not pornographic, so don't have any wrong thoughts.
Wang Xiuli is a person with a regular schedule. She went to bed early last night and had no idea how late her son came back.
"Your sister has a good foundation. She will be able to achieve great things in the future and will be able to help you."
Looking at her dull son who was eating in silence, Wang Xiuli whispered a word of comfort.
Feng Mu swallowed the last bite of rice, grunted, picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go out.
Wang Xiuli handed over a neutralizer and said with a bit of guilt: "Remember to eat it. Also, don't blame your father for being partial. He is also doing this for the family."
Neutralizers look like spicy strips but actually taste like plastic. They are used to inhibit or eliminate nuclear radiation factors in the body. An average person needs to eat one a month to prevent deformities.
"Yes, I know. I just don't want to leave. I want to stay in school for a few more days. I don't want to take the college entrance examination again. Anyway, I won't pass it. I will go through the withdrawal procedures next week and find a class to help support my family."
This is definitely the longest sentence Feng Mu has said to his family in the three years since he traveled through time.
It wasn't as if he was lying, because he really had some concerns in school that he couldn't give up for the time being.
Wang Xiuli smiled awkwardly and gave her son some pocket money guiltily.
Feng Mu didn't refuse, put it in his pocket and walked out.
After leaving the community, he walked to the hardware store as if he was familiar with the place. Without saying a word, he weighed a pound of iron beads and stuffed them into his trouser pocket without putting them in his schoolbag.
When I have nothing to do, I secretly put two of them in my mouth, just like eating candy beans, and swallow them raw without chewing.
By the time I rode to school, my pockets were half empty.
"My stomach hurts a bit and I can't eat anymore. Is it because of breakfast? Why do I feel so full?"
Feng Mu frowned and rubbed his stomach, and a dialog box suddenly popped up in front of him.
[Iron Eater: First Level][Edible Iron Type: 1][Metal Properties That Can Be Absorbed: 1][Currently Detected Edible Iron Type - Ordinary Pig Iron, Edibility 0.5%.][Absorbed Properties:? ? ]…
Feng Mu was stunned for a moment.
"Eating iron makes you stronger, so the edibility refers to the progress of getting stronger by eating iron. It is very intuitive and clear to directly digitize it, and it also conforms to the characteristics of the game."
"Not only can it become stronger, but it can also absorb the properties of metal. It feels pretty awesome."
"If there is a first level, does that mean there is a second level, or a third or fourth level?"
Feng Mu's heart suddenly burned with anger. His only doubt was that he didn't remember that the skill items in the game could be upgraded to higher levels.
After all, the main focus of the game is on power management and development, so it is understandable that the character combat and skill systems are relatively poor.
[Tip: This game has been loaded into reality. In order to better adapt to the new version, the game has been patched with a full range of upgrades. Please explore on your own and don't make a fuss.] Feng Mu understood.
How to say it?
It's already silver rarity, and it can continue to upgrade. This skill patch is a bit of a stretch, but I like it.
"[Iron Eater] can continue to upgrade, but what about the other two golden skills?"
Feng Mu felt that it should be impossible. After all, it was already golden, the top. If it went any higher it would be a supermodel. But it was hard to say. He needed to find a chance to verify it.
I was thinking about all kinds of things in my mind, and when I came to my senses, Feng Mu was already standing at the door of the classroom.
One-third of the classroom was empty, and all the students inside looked over. It seemed that no one expected that Feng Mu would come to class today.
"Didn't all those people who stayed in the classroom yesterday drop out?"
"Yeah, why is he here again?"
"He's not planning on taking the college entrance exam, is he?"
"Impossible. With his grades, he won't be able to get in even if he joins. He's just like the group of students who dropped out yesterday. His family doesn't have much money. How could they possibly spend money on him and waste it all?"
"Then what is he doing here?"
"Who knows? Maybe he is unwilling to give up and is trying to beg for another chance. Maybe he wants to borrow money from teachers and classmates to buy a certificate?"
"He must be crazy. I won't lend him money. It's a waste of money, how can I get it back?"
"I don't really need this little money, but we are classmates. I know he can't make it, but I still lend him money and give him hope that is doomed to fail. It seems even more cruel. I can't bear it."
"Tsk tsk, squad leader, you are so kind..."
There was whispering in the classroom, and the looks from my classmates were the same as yesterday, revealing a sense of superiority from a superior position.
If it were yesterday, Feng Mu would have felt suffocated and depressed, but a day later, when he heard such garbage again, his heart was no longer affected.
"They are just a bunch of walking blood bags. There is no need for me to be angry."
Feng Mu turned a deaf ear to him, walked into the classroom and sat back in his seat.
When the classmates around saw him coming, they seemed to be really afraid of being pestered by him to borrow money, and they hurriedly turned their eyes away as if to avoid him.
Feng Mu curled his lips, realizing his mentality had changed.
"Because I have hope, I have become more confident, but because of this, I have to keep a low profile and must not get cocky!!!"
Feng Mu secretly warned himself in his heart, and the reason why he came to class first instead of sneaking directly to the warehouse was also due to this consideration.
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"Now that I'm in school, I have to continue to play the role of a good student. At the very least, my behavior shouldn't be too different from before, so as not to attract attention."
Feng Mu was not on guard against his classmates; he was simply preparing for a rainy day. After all, two students had died in the warehouse, and the police would surely come to the school to investigate sooner or later.
Suppose the two deceased last contacted their families yesterday when they were leaving for school in the morning.
and,
Their parents are more vigilant, so, at this moment, the police station may have already received a "missing" report~ Feng Mu listened to the class absent-mindedly, his thoughts had already drifted to the warehouse.
After the cultural classes, there are two martial arts classes in the morning.
Feng Mu walked through the corridor and glanced at the playground several times, but did not see the blue and white car of the police station. The urgency in his heart eased a little.
When you walk to the martial arts classroom, the temperature of the air suddenly rises. In the smell of sweat and hormones, the students who have changed into martial arts uniforms seem to have transformed into upright walking beasts, waving their muscles wildly, bombarding various instruments, and then real-time detection data pops up.
Punching power level 2.9.
Attack speed 2.6 frequency.
Tips 1.4 paragraph.
Feng Mu subconsciously looked at the instrument in the center of the field and his eyelids twitched.
The figure standing next to the instrument had muscular body, and through his sweat-soaked clothes, one could see his tendons wriggling like thick earthworms.
"Zhao Chong, ranked second in the most recent high school martial arts mock exam."
Looking at Zhao Chong, who was surrounded by his classmates, Feng Mu silently withdrew his gaze and walked to the corner.
Each martial arts equipment has a different function. The only thing in common is that there are several students surrounding each equipment. Feng Mu did not join in the fun.
In the past, he did it because of low self-esteem or because he couldn’t compete;
Today, he was simply too lazy to move. The strong feeling of food clogging his stomach made him afraid that he would vomit if he exercised a little vigorously.
Vomiting is not scary, but if you vomit out a pile of iron beads, the scene would be too beautiful and Feng Mu couldn't imagine it.
"Without the power of the sacrificial ritual, it would be so difficult for me to digest. I feel like I have only digested less than 1/10 of it, and my stomach is still bloated and unbearable."
Feng Mu frowned slightly and calculated silently in his mind.
"At this rate, it will take me about 10 hours to digest it all and take the next iron meal."
"One satiety is 0.5% of the edibility, and it happens about twice a day, which means that the edibility can increase by 1% in total. So it will take 100 days to accumulate to 100%?"
The system does not give a clear answer as to what will happen when the edible level is accumulated to the maximum.
Feng Mu speculated that there were two possibilities. One was that he would be able to absorb a property of pig iron by then, and the other was that the skill of [Iron Eater] would be upgraded to the second level.
But no matter which one, it should be able to bring about a transformation in one's strength.
"100 days to complete the transformation is not slow in theory, but is there any way to speed it up?"
(End of this chapter)
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